Qin Yuanshan's eyes looked at Yuan Thirteen.

Ling Luoshi's aura was not peaceful, and it was not within the scope of his consideration.

Yuan Thirteen's body has a peaceful breath, and a force is condensing on the other party's body, and Yuan Thirteen is his opponent.

"Whew!"

That's when it happened.

Ling Luoshi's body moved.

appeared next to Mrs. Qin Yang and Ning Lu.

The two palms instantly sucked the two of them in their hands.

"Master, save me!"

Ning Lu opened his mouth to ask for help.

"Hmm!"

"You want to threaten me with them!"

Qin Yuanshan looked at Ling Luoshi, but as he was talking, he suddenly waved the long sword in his hand, and two extremely cold sword qi appeared in an instant, penetrating the bodies of Lady Qin Yang and Ning Lu.

Laugh at!

The bodies of the two were pierced by the sword light.

The sword qi that pierced through the body still headed towards Ling Luoshi.

Ling Luoshi let go of his body, turned around and moved to the side, his eyes slightly condensed at Qin Yuanshan who had drawn his sword.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Ning Lu, who had not yet lost his breath, looked at Qin Yuanshan, his eyes full of disbelief.

At this time, Mrs. Qin Yang did not look at Qin Yuanshan, but looked at Ning Tianhou, Ning Tianhou at this moment, there was no change in the slightest expression on his face.

It was not his wife and son who were seriously injured and about to die.

Seeing this, Mrs. Qin Yang's expression was gloomy, and her whole person lost her breath.

And Ning Lu struggled a few times, but the sword qi on his body was wanton, and he had no breath in a few seconds.

"You're so ruthless, kill them like this!"

Ling Luoshi looked at Qin Yuanshan.

He caught these two people, but he didn't actually want to kill these two people, but he just wanted to control these two people, but he didn't expect Qin Yuanshan to suddenly take out his sword, and the sword qi pierced through the bodies of the two people.

"I don't like threats, and no one can threaten me!"

"Not to mention that they are dead at your hands!"

"I'm just avenging my disciples and family!"

Qin Yuanshan said in a flat voice.

"It seems that you also want to control Ning Tianhou for your Tiandu Yunshan use, I didn't expect this Ning Tianhou to be so popular!"

"But do you think you're eating us?"

"Brother Yuan, look at the strength of this Qin Peak Lord!"

Ling Luoshi stepped aside and began to recover his strength, the sword intent on the other party's body was very strong, and he was also very confident, and the strength of generally confident people was not weak, he recovered his strength, and then cooperated with Yuan Thirteen to attack and kill the other party.

The strong have sensing.

This Qin Yuanshan gave him the feeling that he was a little strong.

"Looks like you don't know much about me!"

"I thought you would send Ning Tianhou to me and escape from here before I got serious?"

"If you want to fight with me, then I'll send you on your way!"

Qin Yuanshan, who spoke, looked extremely stunned with his light and breezy posture.

The Longhu Sword was in Qin Yuanshan's palm, emitting pale cyan sword light, and these sword lights set off a burst of illusory ripples.

The breath is indifferent, although it is not shocking.

But that self-confidence and the sword aura of Shenshan made people feel the majesty of his words.

He, Qin Yuanshan, although he is the supreme, but he has fought with the quasi-emperor level, and within thirty moves, he has not been defeated!

That's what he's all about.

Sensing the momentum on Qin Yuanshan's body.

Yuan Thirteen Limit looked solemn.

Although he accepted the skills of the Eight Masters, he had not yet reached the point of integration, and when he reached the level of integration, he also had the ability to fight with the Quasi-Emperor.

"Sad little arrow!"

The excitement in his eyes, fighting with the strong, made him extremely excited in his body.

Compared to Lingluoshi,

Yuan Thirteen Limit himself is more of a martial idiot.

His martial arts are more pure.

Qin Yuanshan brought him suppression, but this pressure was not absolute.

What's more, he also wanted to use Qin Yuanshan to help him hone in on the strength of the Eighth Master's body on him.

The practice of the Eight Masters is a kind of spiritual practice of Tantric Buddhism, a kind of spiritual exercise, and the Yuan Thirteen is limited to one's own practice, and the Shanzi Sutra is a kind of inner world, which is actually somewhat similar to the practice of the Eight Masters.

According to his recent fusion.

He felt that as long as the Eight Masters' Heavenly Transformation Spiritual Dafa was integrated into his Shanzi Sutra, his strength would inevitably go further.

Once the Shanzi Sutra is condensed, then his strength may break through to the quasi-emperor level.

"Very hot eyes, you are obsessed with martial arts!"

Seeing Yuan Thirteen's eyes, as well as the blazing battle intent that erupted from his body, he knew that the other party was a martial idiot who pursued martial arts like him.

"With a strong person like you, will Qinglong be nameless, where are you from!"

He looked at Yuan Thirteen Restricted Path.

"I'll tell you before you die!"

"Boom!"

At this moment, the sad little arrow burst out, and the sword light roared rapidly, sweeping towards Qin Yuanshan.

Hum!

Seeing Yuan Thirteen's limited move, Qin Yuanshan snorted coldly,

The sword is slashed out.

"Heavenly Imperial Sword, Extremely Cold!"

This sword was a sword technique that Qin Yuanshan had comprehended in an extremely cold place.

Once cast, it was like a sword qi turning into cold ice, falling from the sky, and under this sword, layers of ice and snow appeared in the nearby void, and the cold eroded people's hearts.

The blood on the ground quickly froze at this moment.

Boom!

A crystal clear sword collided with a sad little arrow,

Sad little arrow shattered.

And the sword qi continued to fall,

Yuan Thirteen's eyes were condensed, his feet moved, and his body was filled with demonic energy, and he roared and punched out.

Punch out

A huge mountain range emerged above his fist.

Collide with the falling sword qi.

The sword qi shattered.

Mountains are also shattered.

"Hmm!"

"The fist intent is formed!"

"Edgeworth, the sword falls into the galaxy!"

Rumble!

Between heaven and earth, it seems that there is a hanging Milky Way hanging down, breaking through the sky

You can even hear the sound of the rushing torrent, which is the turbulent waves formed by the condensation of countless sword intents, each sword qi is enough to cut gold and break iron, and now it gathers into a mighty torrent and swept out!

The power of this sword is fierce and furious, and it wants to cover everything and destroy everything.

Yuan Thirteen Limit looked stunned,

He didn't move, but all the power in his body poured out, and he needed to resist this sword.

Because if they don't resist, then the large array they arranged around them will probably be destroyed by this sword.

There will be problems here.

If something happens to Ning Tianhou, it will be exposed.

Their plans, there will be problems.

Ning Tianhou is still useful, but there can't be a problem, so he must block this sword.

When the power in the body explodes、

The sad little arrow resurfaced.

This time, the power of the sad little arrow changed, and it was the sad little arrow of the Taoist soldiers.

The mountain character scripture in the body, the forbearance and humiliation of the divine skill, the spiritual Dafa of changing the heavens and the earth, the three exercises worked rapidly, and then poured into the sad arrows.

Rumble!

An arrow is fired.

The stone shattered, piercing through the void and colliding with the torrent of falling sword qi.

Boom!

The sad little arrow exploded suddenly, and at the moment of exploding, a black hole was formed, swallowing the torrent of sword qi.

"Boom!"

Yuan Thirteen Limit moved, and his body headed towards that Qin Yuan Mountain.

"Edgeworth, Thunder!"

A sword was broken, and Qin Yuanshan slashed out with a sword again.

The sword came out, and the thunder surged between heaven and earth, turning into a huge thunder dragon, heading towards the Yuan Thirteen Limit.

"Four screens!"

At this moment, four stone gates appeared, enveloping the thunder dragon.

When the stone gate was shrouded in thunder.

Yuan Thirteen's body had already arrived in front of Qin Yuanshan, and his hands and feet attacked at the same time.

At this time, Ling Luoshi's figure also appeared behind Qin Yuanshan, and the fist in his hand seemed to be a little slower than Yuan Thirteen.

But the breath seems to be hidden.

(End of chapter)