readx;? The Qinglei Condensing Light Sword Technique is famous for its unparalleled swiftness, and the sword light is like lightning, unstoppable. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Ye Qing relied on this sword technique to defeat many strong enemies, and he himself was quite proud of it.

However, after encountering Leng Yue, he found that Leng Yue's sword was faster than him, colder, and more ruthless, and the more he fought, the more frightened he became.

However, this also aroused his competitive spirit, and he went all out to unleash the Blue Thunder Condensing Light Sword Technique, and fought fiercely with Leng Yue. Although his sword intent is not as solid as Leng Yue's, the sword in the bamboo is light and agile, strange and changeable, and he is desperately attacking, so he will not fall behind for a while.

"Hmph!" Leng Yue snorted coldly, she was conceited with a fast sword in her life, she met a strong enemy, and now she used all the knowledge she had learned in her life, Leng Yue Qingshuang Sword was like a jade dragon, as fast as lightning and flint, in an instant, she had already attacked more than a dozen swords, and a monstrous sword curtain swept towards Ye Qing.

Ye Qing felt that Leng Yue's Leng Yue Qingshuang Sword was haunting, and the speed of the sword was beyond the reach of people, he boasted that he was in the south of the sky, but he had never encountered such a terrifying opponent, and the more he fought, the more afraid he became.

But this battle is not a battle with the same family, but a battle of life and death, and if he loses, his life will not be guaranteed. He turned his heart on the sidelines, risked his life, and struggled to resist.

Leng Yue saw that Jia Run had captured Mohar, but she couldn't fight for a long time, she was the most competitive by nature, the older her temper became, the more fast she was at the moment, rushing to attack, taking the lead step by step.

Ye Qing saw that the Cold Moon Offensive was in full bloom, and the Cold Moon Blue Frost Sword had been woven into a light curtain, and all his retreats were shrouded by the sword intent, and there was no way to retreat. He turned his heart sideways, did not retreat but advanced, and the sword in his hand showed all his strength, and in an instant, the killing move was completed, and a cyan sword intent condensed like a substance, transforming into the appearance of a green snake, the green snake stared at the blood-red big eyes, opened its bloody mouth, and pounced towards Leng Yue with the tyrannical killing intent in the sky.

"Well, this sword makes it good!" Jia Run watched the battle intently from the sidelines, and when he saw Ye Qing using this sword, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration. However, he had no intention of going up to help.

Mohar's whole body was tied up with a five-grade bundle of immortal ropes, and he couldn't move at all, but his ears and eyes were still sensitive, and he was also taken aback when he saw Ye Qing using this sword, and sighed in his heart, it turned out that it was not only himself, but Ye Qing was also hiding very deeply.

"Good time!"

Leng Yue saw Ye Qing send out this sword, the battle intent in her eyes was even stronger, in the face of this unstoppable sword, she didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, but turned around and threw herself into the invincible sword intent.

With a wave of the long sword in her hand, there was no monstrous sword intent, no murderous aura in the sky, the long sword was just a light wave, but as soon as the long sword came out, even time seemed to stand still, Ye Qing was locked by a silent force, and he couldn't break free.

Ye Qing's eyes shrank, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face, Leng Yue's sword, which seemed to be without fireworks, had clearly reached the realm of returning the sword intent to the truth.

Even if their boss called out evil in this realm, he only realized it two years ago. As far as he knew, on the Tiannan Jindan master list, there were only a few people who could comprehend this realm, but he didn't expect Leng Yue to actually reach this realm.

"To die at the hands of such a master is not unjust!"

Ye Qing showed a miserable smile on his face, he knew that he would never be able to dodge this sword, he simply gave up resistance and closed his eyes to die.

......

Yin Shang and Wei Chikong confronted each other for a long time, but neither of them made a move.

Finally, Yin Shang said to Yu Chikong: "You are Sikong Wang's disciple." Is your master in good health?"

"My teacher died thirteen years ago. Wei Chikong tried hard to suppress the excitement in his heart, and said to Yin Shang: "When the family master was dying, he instructed me that after the sword cultivation was successful, I would find Your Excellency to prove the way of the sword. ”

"Alas, there is one less old man in the past. There was a hint of loneliness in Yin Shang's eyes, and he said to Yu Chikong: "You go." You're no match for me right now. ”

Wei Chikong struggled to control his churning anger and said, "I know. Still, I wanted to give it a try. ”

"A sword cultivator should have a heart like a sword. Your heart is not still. Yin Shang's voice was calm and steady: "The sword is the watch of the sword heart, the sword heart is not condensed, even if you are holding a six-grade divine sword in your hand, it is useless, you go back." ”

Yu Chikong laughed wildly: "Are the people of the Lingxiao Sect only willing to take advantage of their tongues? Let me understand that your heart is like a sword!"

Yu Chikong did not use the Seven Yin and Nine Ghost Sword, but took out a long sword with a simple shape and solemnly held it in his hand.

"Zheng!"

With a clanging sound, the long sword came out of its sheath, and a chilling killing intent rushed into the sky, and the sky suddenly darkened.

A frenzied light flashed in Wei Chikong's eyes, and he muttered like a dream: "The divine sword is injured." ”

"What a terrible sword!"

Jia Run and Leng Yue glanced at each other, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes.

"Six-rank flying sword?"

Mohar and Ye Qing were even more dumbfounded, they didn't expect that Yu Chikong would still have such a terrifying fierce sword hidden.

As the wound in Yu Chi's empty hand was raised little by little, the power on the sword became more powerful, enveloping all the cultivators present, Jia Run and Leng Yue stared at the wound in Yu Chi's empty hand, and a flash of excitement flashed in their eyes, is this the power of the six-rank divine soldier? It is really a powerful power that makes people fascinated.

"Good sword!"

Yin Shang couldn't help but applaud, he took a step forward, and the broad-bladed long sword was slowly pulled out of the scabbard, and the spine of the sword rubbed against the sheath, rubbing a dazzling spark!

Zheng!

The long sword was unsheathed, and there was a clanging sound, and the sound shook the four fields!

Everyone only felt as if there was an invisible fluctuation in the air, and the invisible pressure on their bodies disappeared with this clanging sound.

Wei Chikong's chest shook violently, and his face suddenly turned pale. He saw that Yin Shang had broken the pressure of the wound with a sword in his hand, and the fierce light in his eyes was great, he lifted the wound inch by inch, but the tip of the sword was always pointed at Yin Shang.

His expression suddenly became weird and terrifying, his eyes were as red as blood, his face was pale, and the bones of his whole body gurgled lightly, and his person grew taller little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his whole body emitted wisps of fine black gas, and they all rushed towards the Wound Separation Sword, and as more and more black was sucked into the Wound Separation Sword, a monstrous killing intent emanated from the sword.

The people watching the battle on the sidelines were all breathless, Mohar and Ye Qing's faces changed drastically, and even Jia Run and Leng Yue showed surprise at this time!

Everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the wound in Yu Chikong's hand!

The wound is becoming as black as ink little by little, exuding a strong killing intent, and the sky that was still shining in the sun just now, in the frightened eyes of everyone, as the injury is raised little by little, it is actually darkened little by little.

Yin Shang's eyes were also a little more solemn, he had never seen such a fierce divine sword.

He raised the long sword in his hand little by little, and a mighty sword aura suddenly emanated from him, filling the heavens and the earth, and colliding fiercely with the murderous aura in the sky, as if there was a flash of fire in the air.

Yu Chikong was like a demonic beast, his delicate face became extremely hideous, he roared wildly, raised his long sword, and pounced on Yin Shang, his body was surrounded by killing intent.

A ray of light flashed in Yin Shang's eyes, and he also shouted violently, and also raised his long sword to meet Yu Chikong and kill him, and the momentum on his body became more and more vigorous.

"Aunt Liu, do you say that the man wins or the sword wins?"

On a hill not far away, Ruoxi raised her head and asked softly to Liu Suifeng beside her.

"I didn't expect the Wounded Sword to be so ferocious, but Yin Shang's sword intent is even better. ”

Before Liu Suifeng's words were finished, Yin Shang and Wei Chikong had already collided head-on.

Rumble!

The killing intent that was surging from the sky and Yin Shang Haoran's sword intent collided suddenly.

Wei Chikong flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, blood gushing out of the corners of his mouth like a fountain, his blood-red eyes widened, looking at the sword that fell beside him, with a look of unwillingness.

How can it be......

He trembled and stretched out his hand to grab the Wound Sword, but his hand stopped in the air, and he only felt a pain in his heart, and then his eyes went dark, and he didn't know anything.

Yin Shang slowly inserted the sword back into the scabbard, and when his wrist stopped, the long sword suddenly let out a clanging sound, and the sound was sonorous, as if it was full of unwillingness!

He sighed and said to Jia Run and Leng Yue, "This person actually has a good talent for learning swords, but he is too eager to succeed! It's a pity......"

......

The closer he got to the bridge, the more violent and terrifying the Gangfeng became, and only by doing his best could Chishu barely stabilize his body and not be blown into the terrifying turbulence of time and space by the Gangfeng.

At this time, there was no movement at all at the bridgehead, as if there was no one there, and there was a dead silence.

The quieter the bridge, the more frightened Chishu became. He had been in the killing field for a long time and was extremely sensitive to killing intent, and he clearly felt that there were several terrifying killing intent surging at the bridgehead.

"It's all those three plague gods!"

Chishu hated Mohar, Ye Qing, and Yu Chikong so much that his teeth itched, if it weren't for this plague god, how could he fall into such a dangerous situation.

But at the moment, he had no way out, and if he turned around and fled, he would expose his back to his opponent, and he would die faster.

"What should I do?"

Chishu racked his brains and struggled to figure out a solution.

"Hmph, you still dare to come to your brother's trouble, see if your brother doesn't beat you all over the ground looking for teeth!"

At the bridgehead, Xin Yan looked at Chishu coldly, his heart was full of surging battle intent, as long as Chishu dared to step forward again, he would not hesitate to launch a big array and give Chishu a ruthless blow.

The flying swords in the hands of Nangong Yunshan and the twenty-four maids had already been raised, and everyone's momentum had climbed to the extreme, like a bow that had been drawn into a full moon, and it could launch a desperate blow at any time.

Arwen stood at the head of the formation, his expression indifferent, as if he hadn't noticed that Chishu was approaching. But as his right hand was raised little by little, the young men of the Lei Tribes were slowly retreating, and in the process of retreating, the entire team was not in the slightest disorder, and it was outrageously uniform. As the Thunder Department retreated little by little, the momentum of the entire War Department continued to rise, and the murderous aura emitted was as strong as substance.

In the sky above their heads, a huge black gas condensed, like a huge black snake coiled, the huge black snake had opened its big mouth full of fangs, ready to launch an unstoppable blow at any time.