At the same time, in the battle below, the battle has also entered a white-hot state of fierce fighting.

"Bloodstained Ghost Hand!"

The tall and thin man in black snorted coldly, and a thin layer of black-red phantom appeared under the rendering of spiritual power on the fist glove in his hand.

Although the lines are not very clear, they can roughly see a rudimentary shape, but it is not the appearance of a pair of fierce ghost claws.

After fighting for a long time, he didn't dare to make any reservations, because the strength of this guy in front of him was really a little strange.

Obviously, the spiritual power fluctuations that escaped from his body were only worthy of breaking through to the fifth layer of qi refining, but they were able to compete with the strength of his sixth layer of qi refining.

What's more...

He doesn't have a spiritual weapon on him yet!

From the battle to the present, he has only been fighting with a pair of meat fists.

Under all these circumstances, he can no longer despise the big man in front of him.

"Humph!"

Seeing that the other party was manipulating the ghost claws to kill violently, intending to directly cut out his throat, a fine light flashed in Ye Tianming's eyes.

There was also a burst of snort in his mouth, and his fists were hedged, slamming into the space in front of his chest.

"Qi and blood shackles, open!"

In an instant, a stream of pale red qi and blood erupted from Ye Tianming's body, erecting his already short hair to the roots, and his robes were even more windless and dancing.

The sudden fluctuation of qi and blood erupted like a wave, shaking the surrounding qi and blood to resonate for a short time.

The man in black who was rushing over was the first to bear the brunt, and even the movements on his body were stagnant for a short moment because of the tumbling of qi and blood in his body.

Thankfully, the feeling of tightness and shortness of breath in my chest disappeared after only a short moment.

However, at this time, the feeling brought by Ye Tianming's body was completely like a different person in the eyes of the man in black.

It's like that...

The owner has something, and I'm the one who fights.

"Crunch." Twisting his neck, his face was filled with excitement, and the feeling of being able to unleash his shackles with all his might was amazing.

With one step, the muscles around Ye Tianming's body that were not exaggerated were constantly trembling, and his qi and blood were surging, he was crazy and eager to fight!

"Boom!"

The bluestone floor shattered into slag, and his figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Immediately after that, a violent battle fluctuation broke out, and a battle power far exceeded that of the previous one.

With just a pair of meat fists, he fought with a man in black who was wearing a spiritual weapon and using a spiritual skill.

The moment he felt the fluctuation of that powerful qi and blood, even if he didn't turn his head to look, Liu Suifeng understood what was happening.

"Now that the senior brother has already done his best, then I don't have to waste any more extra time."

Liu Buwei, who was holding a sword against him, heard this whispering sound, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart suddenly became tense.

At the same time, his hands also began to change their movements continuously, and he was sealed, preparing to use the spiritual skills taught by his master to deal with the attack from Liu Suifeng.

However, he never expected that even if he was already so solemn, he still underestimated this method...

"Boom!"

A crisp sword sound seemed to cross my heart in a fog, like a dream, and I couldn't tell whether it was real or illusory.

Liu Suifeng's eyes opened and closed, and a sharp sword light flashed from it.

At the same time, it was as if he had come to the Star Sword Domain again, where the stars around him were dim, only the vague stars were shining.

This was the scene when he first saw it, and the sword of the stars was still shining for eternity!

And at this moment, he felt the sword intent.

I have never felt the flow of sword intent so clearly as in front of me!

He clearly felt that from the blurred star sword composed of countless star phantoms, a trace of extremely subtle sword intent flowed into his body.

He was then crossed into the Qingping Sword Body!

This is an extremely meager wisp, but because it comes from the vague sword shadow composed of countless stars, it is destined to be extraordinary in nature!

"It's... What! ”

Liu Buwei's face was shocked, his expression was shocked to the extreme, the spiritual skill that had just been halfway through it completely dissipated due to the instability of his mind, and a line of red silk appeared at the corner of his lips under the backlash of spiritual power.

The footsteps couldn't stop taking a few steps back, and I didn't know if it was because of the backlash brought by the spiritual power, or the shock and horror brought by the heart.

He didn't know what was floating out of Liu Suifeng's body.

But he knew instinctively that it was an aura so terrifying that he could tremble.

This is from the oppression of death, which stimulates his scalp to tingle, and his bones are cold.

And why, he faintly felt the blade in his palm trembling, as if it was conveying an emotion called surrender.

"Impossible, as a spirit weapon, why am mine inferior!"

"Stand up! Lone commands you to stand up!! Liu Bu's face was distorted, and the pride in his heart made him unable to suppress the anger on his face any longer.

Especially when facing his own brother.

However, how could an ordinary spirit weapon be able to withstand the coercion of a spirit weapon that had already given birth to sword intent.

After being nourished by that wisp of sword intent, the momentum of the entire sword body on Qingping's sword body was different, and a sharp and incomparable aura bloomed out.

It was as if there were thousands of invisible swords around it, and it was suspicious that the hair that fell around the body would be cut off in an instant.

And that's not all, after the sword intent erupted, Liu Suifeng didn't have the intention of stopping, and between the spiritual power rising, a milky white light continued to emerge from the Qingping Sword.

"Ling Qi Imperial Sword Technique!"

The sword is out, like a dragon!

Cut it all, it's messy!

The sound of clarity permeated the silent space, and a bluish-white light pierced through the air in an instant, shooting towards Liu Buwei's position.

How much is this sword?

For Liu Suifeng, the only variable is the person who stands behind his brother.

He knew that Liu, who had a relatively weak natural spiritual root, was able to get to where he was today, and it was definitely not just his own efforts alone.

Sure enough, at the moment when Qingping's sword was less than an inch away from Liu Buwei's body and was about to cut off his life, two fingers suddenly appeared where the tip of the sharp sword was heading.

"It turned out to be sword intent." The voice of amazement came out, mixed with an inexplicable surprise that could not be concealed.

"The fifth layer of gas refining, what a fifth layer of gas refining!"

"Yes, you are qualified to be a disciple of this seat, how about worshipping under this seat?"