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Then he turned his stunned gaze to the corpse next to him, this was not an illusion, in just an instant, Yang Qing killed his companion with a sword.

The fat man was completely enraged, and his fat body was trembling, "Yang Qing, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces." ”

The purple-clothed young man also gritted his teeth and said, "Yang Qing, take your dog's life." ”

After that, the fat man came with a fierce face, and the young man in purple was also a sword warrior, and with a flick of the green edge in his hand, he came from the side.

In the face of the strong lore of the two, Yang Qing did not panic at all, but was like a golden carp in the lake, with his agile body skills, he was comfortable among the two.

The more he couldn't clean up Yang Qing, the fat man became more and more annoyed, strode hard, and shouted: "Fierce Bull Punch!"

Blue light flashed on the fat man's arm, and Yuan Li gradually turned into a blue buffalo, and then rushed towards Yang Qing's chest with a flash of speed.

The fat man already has a brute strength, and this time with the fierce bull punch, the power cannot be underestimated.

"Tiger Rush Thunder Fist!"

Although Yang Qing is not as good as this dead fat man in terms of strength and strength, in terms of the level of martial arts, where can his fierce bull rushing fist be as good as his Yang family's Tiger Thunder Fist.

The higher the level of the martial arts, the greater the amount of yuan power consumed, but if you can control your own strength well, coupled with high-grade martial arts, it is not impossible to defeat the martial artists of the Eight Heavens.

A fierce tiger rushed towards a blue buffalo, and with a bang, Yang Qing took a few steps backwards before he stabilized his position.

After all, the gap in strength is a gap that is difficult to cross, although there is only a gap between the seventh and the eightfold, but in terms of strength, the difference is not a star and a half.

Even if there is a tiger running thunder fist at the peak of the star, he still has the upper hand in the hands of the fat man.

"Lone Peak Killing Sword!"

As soon as he finished fighting with the fat man, the purple-clothed young man came with a sword, and the sharp sword light reached Yang Qing's chest with a flicker.

White cranes take off!

As soon as the body retreated, the toes tapped the ground, and they rolled over and got up, only to avoid their killings.

It won't work to keep dodging, not to mention whether it will be in their hands, no matter how thick the sea of qi is, it will be consumed alive.

Glancing at the purple-clothed young man, and then at the fat man standing ten meters away, Yang Qing's brows frowned slightly, and he sadly found that he didn't have a few martial arts that he could take.

If you can unleash the first sword of the three absolute sword qi at this time, even if it is two percent of the power, it will be enough to kill the two goods in front of you in an instant.

But in the face of reality, there is no if, what to do now is to take the opportunity to kill the young man in purple, and then slowly deal with the dead fat man.

Although the purple-clothed young man is also in the Sevenfold Heaven Realm, his foundation is unstable, and the problem lies in the dead fat man.

"Innate battle qi!"

The fat man shook his bulky body again, and a rough aura suddenly erupted on him, instantly raising his combat power to the peak of the eightfold.

Yang Qing was stunned, he didn't expect to underestimate these two people this time, he wanted to break them one by one and drag the fat man to death, but now, he is in a predicament, and he will really be planted in the hands of the other party.

The eightfold peak, coupled with the advantage of strength, is the strongest blow, and Yang Qing has to pay attention to it.

The purple-clothed young man also moved, and his sharp sword qi broke through the air, shouting: "Wind Chaos!"

The purple-clothed young man strode forward, raised his sword and slashed at Yang Qing, and in just three seconds, he actually slashed out fifteen swords.

Such a fierce streak made Yang Qing's brows squeeze into a Sichuan character.

Raising his momentum to the peak state, he raised the flame-patterned sword in his hand and swung it vigorously at the current purple-clothed youth.

"The wind and clouds are whirling, break it for me. ”

Without the slightest hesitation, he condensed all the yuan power in his body on the flame pattern sword in his hand, and rolled it in the air, like fire and blood, dazzling to the extreme, after the horizontal sword was half breathed in his chest, he suddenly killed the purple-clothed young man who was coming straight to him, and a sword wave erupted in Yang Qing's sword body.

Laugh at......

No matter how fast he drew his sword and swung his sword, he would become vulnerable in the face of absolute strength, and a breath of blood spurted out of the purple-clothed young man's mouth, and he suffered a lot of trauma.

Although he injured the young man in purple, the fat man's domineering punch was too late to resist with all his might.

had to cast the Tiger Thunder Punch again in a hurry, but with Yang Qing's current state, where is the fat opponent.

The two fists collided, and the fierce Yuan Force instantly defeated Yang Qing's Tiger Thunder Fist, and Yu Jin even smashed his chest and flew out.

Yang Qing was bleeding, but he didn't expect the fat man to have such strength.

was seriously injured, and the fat man's punch had already been unloaded by him for seventy percent of his strength, but he hit Yang Qing's sea of qi, and then the qi and blood in his body were churning, and the whole person was uncomfortable.

And in an instant, the strange black stone that had been quiet for a long time in the center of the Qi Sea seemed to tremble slightly.

Yang Qing was a little stunned, wondering if he felt wrong, but ......

After a while, there was a second shake, then a third, a fourth......

The black stone floating in the sea of qi was like Yang Qing's second heart, beating faster and faster, and the yuan force in his body also began to boil under its drive.

A feeling of heat suddenly surged all over the body, and the wheat-yellow skin became blood-red, if it weren't for the fact that the eyes still held a trace of brightness, so that others could see it, they would definitely think that it was a demon god from hell.

The sudden change made Yang Qing stunned for a while, and at the same time, it also frightened the purple-clothed young man and the fat man.

The purple-clothed young man barely supported himself with his sword, a look of fear appeared on his face, and he said to the fat man beside him, "Brother Fang, you want to ...... Why don't we run away, this kid is a little wicked. ”

The fat man was also a little timid, but when he thought of the brother who died under Yang Qing's sword, he was unwilling for a while, so he pretended to be calm and said: "I'm very afraid, it's hard for this kid to turn over and become an evil demon." ”

The fat man's killing intent rose again, and he came to Yang Qing in a few steps, and punched him in the chest again.

The black stones in the sea of qi shook more and more violently, and they could reach a terrifying frequency of thirty-five times in ten seconds.

Yang Qing couldn't stand it at first, feeling that the next moment he was going to burst with the boiling Yuan Force in his body, and his whole body gave him a sense of satisfaction, which was the satisfaction of strength.

Gradually, Yang Qing's consciousness began to lose his mind, but he saw the fat man's best punch.

Yang Qing naturally wouldn't sit still, and with the last trace of consciousness, he suddenly punched out the boiling Yuan Force in his body.

Boom......

If it weren't for the purple-clothed young man who saw it with his own eyes, he would never believe that a martial artist who had entered the spirit realm could burst out with such anti-heaven strength.

Yang Qing threw a punch, but the Yuan Force that erupted was about to turn the fat man whose strength was running to the extreme into a burst of blood mist.

This scene made the purple-clothed young man's legs tremble, and he spread his butt on the ground in fright, "Evil demon." ”