Huang Xiaolong confronted Meng Qingyu head-on!

One is the martial king of Gao Ling Jiutian, and the other is a fledgling young talent.

This is clearly not a series of battles.

Ling Xuan and the others who had been defeated by Huang Xiaolong had a gloating expression in their eyes. And the Song family is full of doors, and they are in a desperate situation, and they are relieved.

Huang Xiaolong is going to die!

If you shake the tree, you will definitely die!

Meng Qingyu really suppressed his true qi to a large extent, and the golden light all over his body was annihilated, and the qi that was emitted was almost the same as Huang Xiaolong. In his eyes, there was a playful and murderous intent, "In the Divine Domain Continent, there are only two attitudes towards geniuses, one is for my use, and the other is for killing without mercy! lest he become a fierce opponent in the other day! This Huang Xiaolong, the talent for kendo is excellent, and when he grows up, it is not good for my Divine Sword Villa, just since he doesn't know how to lift, let's wipe him out......

Meng Qingyu's killing machine sprouted.

Potential is potential, but it can't be immediately converted into instant combat power, Meng Qingyu is confident that he can easily defuse Huang Xiaolong's all-out blow with one finger, and he doesn't need to draw his sword at all.

At this time, Huang Xiaolong was completely quiet, holding a three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, with no desire or wave in his heart, unmoved by everything.

His mind instantly sank into the state of emptiness that the warrior had dreamed of. At this moment, in his heart and eyes, there is only a sword! If his heart is not chaotic, then his swordsmanship will not be chaotic!

It seems that what he is facing is no longer a martial king who looks up to the mountains, but an ordinary opponent!

His eyes seemed to be open, and his tall figure stood in the breeze, like a majestic mountain, and the sword of the extreme move, the flying immortals outside the sky, trickled through his mind.

Huang Xiaolong's temperament changed again, becoming ethereal and dusty, like an immortal descending into the world, standing alone in the world, looking down on the world, and there is a loneliness that goes deep into the bone marrow!

The true qi that overflowed from his body also turned into boundless clouds!

The next moment, Huang Xiaolong moved!

With boundless cloud energy, it burst out and swept towards Meng Qingyu!

This rush is like a dragon going to sea, but it never leaves any way back for itself!

Huang Xiaolong's movements suddenly slowed down in Meng Qingyu's pupils, slowed down, slowed down again. The corners of his mouth pouted with a sneering smile, "Sure enough, he is desperate, attacking me with all his might, his courage is commendable, and his mantis arm is used as a car." However, as a swordsman, to be able to die at my hands is a well-deserved death. ”

In the eyes of the three envoys of the String Moon Sect, Huang Xiaolong's sword burst out with brilliant brilliance, and he was determined to put it to death and live in the future, but in the face of a martial king, it was indeed not enough to see, it was like a moth to a fire, a sword that took chestnuts from the fire.

"This sword, like a meteor, burns its last glory with its life. It's like an epiphany, enchanting and beautiful, but it's short-lived. The middle-aged brocade-robed man's eyes also showed admiration, and immediately, his expression became extremely hideous, "Let's go to war! Huang Xiaolong's death is enough for my Xianyue Sect to start a war against the Divine Sword Villa!"

A young envoy next to him also said angrily. "Hmph! Even if I wait to die, I have to avenge Senior Brother Huang! Meng Qingyu, my Xianyue Sect is not finished with you!"

"Never die!" the other young messenger also gritted his teeth.

In the live broadcast room, the emotions of the book friends also completely exploded-

"Paralysis, I cried! This is the first time I've watched a live broadcast and I've seen tears streaming down my face! Ugly brother, idol, I'll be a fan of you all my life!"

"It's so tragic, the ugly brother is a pure master, and I sprayed him in the ugly brother book review area before, I'm really a beast!"

"I've already dressed up my ugly brother with filial piety. ”

"Later, I'll go to the intersection outside the community to burn some dark paper for the ugly brother. ”

"Every year at this time in the future, I will go to the grave of Brother Ugly, and Brother Ugly taught me to be a strong man in life. ”

"Don't say it's useless! If you have the conditions, give the ugly brother a reward, although the ugly brother can't get the money, but it represents a part of our hearts. ”

"Yes, nothing else can help, only a reward to express your heart. I'm going to deposit the mincin right away. ”

"I've been reading books for more than ten years, I used to see pirated copies, and I never gave a reward to any author when I saw the genuine version, this time I made an exception, the last alliance leader, my virgin-female league, just give it to the ugly brother!"

......

Between the lightning and flint, Huang Xiaolong's speed suddenly became faster!

Hurry! Hurry!

It was so close that even Huang Xiaolong's figure disappeared without a trace, as if it had shattered into the void!

A sword light broke through the air and slashed towards Meng Qingyu!

This sword light is amazing, beautiful, and perfect!

A sword light, but it came like ten thousand swords in the sky.

This sword light, unlike the human world, seemed to come from nine heavens away, tearing open this piece of heaven, driving an infinite sea of ethereal clouds and sweeping everything!

No one present could describe the brilliance and brilliance of this sword, nor the speed of this sword, it was not just a sword, but the fury of thunder, a blow of lightning!

Flying Immortals!

The sword light swept away the air in front of him, and with an invincible momentum, he slashed towards Meng Qingyu!

The smug smile on Meng Qingyu's face instantly froze!

The moment the sword light appeared, he was no longer able to capture Huang Xiaolong's figure, nor could he grasp the sword momentum and trajectory of this sword!

Only then did Meng Qingyu understand why Huang Xiaolong didn't leave any way back for himself, because this sword was to replace defense with offense, and there were few flaws to follow!

When a sword comes, the ghosts and gods are destroyed, why do you need to keep it?

Originally, with Meng Qingyu's Martial King Realm, he could still easily deal with this sword, but he had already suppressed the realm! At this time, it was too late to let go of the realm and deal with it calmly!

The sword qi was coming, Meng Qingyu almost lost the space and time to dodge, in the sky and on the ground, there was only this sword!

"Damn!"

Kenneth !!!

The sword behind Meng Qingyu had already appeared in his right hand like magic, and the moment the long sword was unsheathed, the wind and clouds surged above his head, and a shocking aura erupted from the scabbard, shocking the stars!

Meng Qingyu swept out with a sword, a fierce roar sounded between heaven and earth, and the sword qi turned into a long dragon, roaring in the air, with a head and a tail, and the scale armor was lifelike!

Xuan-level high-grade swordsmanship - dragon swordsmanship!

Rumble~~~~~~~~~~~~

Two sword lights collided!

A circle of air ripples, spreading in a circle, like a strong wind transiting, can easily blow away the tiger beast.

The storm is fleeting, and the scene is weirdly calm!

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With a soft sound, the long sword in Meng Qingyu's hand couldn't hold it, and it flew out and fell to the ground!

And Huang Xiaolong, holding the sword still, on his right shoulder, there was a sword wound, blood gushing out, dyeing all the white shirts into bloody clothes!

Huang Xiaolong's face was pale and shaky, but the hand holding the sword did not slack off at all, and his body stood upright and unyielding, "You drew your sword." ”

In this situation, the audience is so quiet that the pin drop can be heard!

Huang Xiaolong is not dead!

Facing the Martial King, he didn't die, and he also forced the Martial King to draw his sword! Not only forced the Martial King to draw his sword, but even knocked the sword in the Martial King's hand out of the air!

It's like everyone is dreaming!

The three envoys of the String Moon Sect made a gurgling sound in their throats, and their eyes were about to burst out of their sockets, and they couldn't speak.

In Huang Xiaolong's live broadcast room-

"I'm not dead!!! my ugly brother is not dead!"

"Hahahaha! Wins, brothers and sisters, we win!"

"Meng Qingyu of QNMLGB!

"Paralys, I was really scared to death just now, I thought that the ugly brother was dead, and I asked my mother to go out to buy the dark paper, and I was going to burn the ugly brother as soon as possible. ”

"My ugly brother, he put into practice the grass and mud horses that are often on his lips. ”

"Have you noticed that the sword of the ugly brother just now is not simple, in a trance, I seem to have seen a full moon, and from the moon, a few fairies appeared, I don't know if it is Chang'e, dancing, swinging a sword to assassinate - Nima, is it possible that I am hallucinating?"

"The cliff upstairs is a lot of masturbation. ”

"Yes, yes, I also saw a beautiful picture of clouds, sea, moon, and peerless fairies. ”

Meng Xin passed by silently, didn't dare to speak, and begged the ugly brother to take it away. ”

"Paralysis, you see, the ugly brother is injured and has shed a lot of blood, so I really want to send a band-aid to the ugly brother. ”

......

At this time, a beast-like terrifying aura erupted from Meng Qingyu's body, and his body was also accompanied by the sound of thunder, he was furious!

Flustered and exasperated!

The sword in the hand of the Martial King was actually knocked away by an innate qi refiner!

At the same time, the three envoys of the String Moon Sect finally swept to Huang Xiaolong's side and protected him.

"Meng Qingyu, you lost!" the middle-aged brocade-robed man said angrily. "Do you still want to go back on your word?"

Meng Qingyu's expression on his face was uncertain, and his eyes stared at Huang Xiaolong for a moment, and it took more than a dozen breaths before he said ruthlessly. "That's it, I'll let you go today. Huang Xiaolong, you remember, there is no next time! if I see you again next time, I will not spare you!"

After speaking, Meng Qingyu made a move with his right hand, and the long sword that fell to the ground was ingested by him in the air, and the sword was put into the sheath.

"Let's go!" Meng Qingyu beckoned to Ling Xuan and the others.

"Huang Xiaolong, what kind of swordsmanship is this sword?" Before leaving, Meng Qingyu was unwilling and turned around and asked.

"Flying immortals out of the sky. A touch of pride appeared on Huang Xiaolong's pale face.

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