Tibetan Sword Wind saw this on the side. Had to shout "careful.". The last sword battle between Xiao Qingchen and Bai Qiuying. He watched from the sidelines. In the end, Xiao Qingchen, who had not seen this trick. I knew in my heart that it was not good.

The sword in Zang Qianliu's hand was choked out of the sheath. Bring up a sword light. is about to rush towards Xiao Qingchen. Ya Shuangxue looked at Xiao Qingchen with a shocked face. It actually caused such a change in the world. It's unbelievable. You must know that Xiao Qingchen is only the third realm so far. If you wait until you reach the fourth realm, heaven and man are one. Isn't it true that the sword immortal is first-class

Right in the middle. The two are at war. Xiao Qingchen's face was indifferent. The three sounds of the sword resonate with heaven and earth. Changing. It doesn't seem to matter to him. Looking at the Tibetan heart again, the face is solemn. Hands folded and sword in hand. The tip of the sword is pointed down. Causing the sword to spread like water. Xiao Qingchen was buried before the three thousand sword qi thunder. Encounter its sword aura. but it was destroyed by him and dispersed.

Zang Qianxin whispered in his mouth, "Tibetan Sword.". Suddenly Meizhuang eight. A place of gossip. The sword groaned. Eight swords burst out from beneath the ground. Volley. Each sword rushed upwards with slashing qi. Convergence on the top of the Tibetan heart. And the ice-breaking sword in Zang Qianxin's hand turned. The tip of the sword is pointing to the sky. The sword qi leads to the sword qi of the eight swords converged.

Xiao Qingchen stood in the air. The body is suspended in the air. Toes hanging down. It's only three inches off the ground. But in three inches. The radius is not spotted. Even the sword qi attracted by the sword momentum of the hidden heart was difficult to enter. Xiao Qingchen smiled lightly. The dust sword in his hand swiped down lightly. That's it. Sword energy came out of thin air. It's like a storm surging towards Tibet's heart. A thunderclap sounded in the sky again. Xiao Qingchen slashed his sword and caused him to fall into the sky. Rush to kill and kill the Tibetan Qianxin.

Zang Qianxin only felt that his body and scalp were numb at this moment. Shouted angrily. Sword Qi Nine Sword Sword Qi Soaring into the Sky. Stretch out a place where you can hide your heart. The true qi of Tibetan Qian's heart is like a turbulent flow of waves and angry seas. Pinch the sword with both hands. The complexion is flushed. Eight swords shook violently in the air.

Xiao Qingchen moved the dust sword in his hand. It is tens of thousands of sword qi rushing towards it like a storm. Tibetan Qianxin. At this moment, Zang Qianxin sighed again. Eight swords shone brightly. It's like eight moons. Zang Qianxin shouted, "In the bright moon.". The sword aura around his body lingers. The figure is raised. But it's only three inches. Tibetan Qian's mind and body are unable to move anymore. The sword qi in the sky was very stagnant. Let the Tibetan dry heart dare not move again.

The dust sword turned. The sword is in the middle of the stroke. The sword qi is even better. Pressed towards the heart of Tibet. Tibetan Qian's heart is pointing again. True Qi is flowing. The nine swords began to tremble violently again. In the blink of an eye. Zang Qianxin can no longer support it at this moment. A mouthful of blood spurted out. Nine swords fell with the trend. Zang Qianxin has no power to fight back. Zang Qianxin, this is shocked by his own true qi. It was difficult to move for a while. It's like being pointed.

Xiao Qingchen glanced coldly. The sword qi rushed with the momentum.

Hide the true qi of the dry heart is locked. I could only watch the sword qi rush in. I'm in a hurry. The injury worsened. Blood overflowed from his mouth.

Right in this moment. A glimmer of light flashed in the distance. But the change of heaven and earth was blocked. Xiao Qingchen tiptoed a little. The figure jumps. Foot on the sword qi. Hovering in the air. I can see the sword light in front of Huo Huo. Xiao Qingchen snorted coldly. No matter how fast the sword qi is. Zang Qianxin is about to be killed.

In the distant light. It came like a comet. A mighty sword aura rushed in. The sword roared. The sound is soft. This sword aura is extremely fast. A wave of rolling up Tibetan dry hearts.

Xiao Qingchen saw that he was rescued. I don't think so. I wasn't here to kill people today. I just want to save people under my nose. I'm afraid it's not a little easy. Xiao Qingchen turned the dust sword in his hand. The remaining sword momentum and sword intent have not dissipated. Rushing towards that sword qi in a moment of condensation.

Xiao Qingchen stood in place. Just stared straight at the sword momentum and the sword qi rushed away. But it was a "boom." A bang. Xiao Qingchen's sword momentum and sword qi rushed to Zang Qianxin. But that sword aura rushed to kill. But there are thirteen broken swords. The remnant sword swirls in the waves. Block Xiao Qingchen's sword momentum and sword qi from it.

Zang Qian's heart was enveloped by thirteen remnant swords. Peace of mind. Just a roaring sound. In the midst of the remnant sword roaring. The sword qi dissipated. Xiao Qingchen stepped forward. The tip of the Dust Sword trembled and struck again.

And at this time, a sword came from afar. Or a broken sword. The remnant sword rushes in. The tip of Xiao Qingchen's sword shook. A sword pierced the remnant of the sword. The remnant sword flew upside down in an instant. Xiao Qingchen was also shocked back for some reason. The remnant sword retreated. I don't know when a yellow figure rushed up. Hold the broken sword in one hand. Between taps of your feet. The figure spun around several times and fell. The figure landed on the thirteen broken swords. A foot on the broken sword.

The man was armed with a broken sword. The remnant sword rotates around the body. The man's right hand was slapped in a beat. Slapped on the heart of the Tibetan Qian, who was held by a broken sword. Zang Qianxin spit out a mouthful of blood. True Qi began to flow slowly. The man waved. True Qi wrapped in Tibetan Qianxin and fell to the ground. Tibetan Qian's body jumped out with the help of Tibetan Qian's heart.

The dust sword in Xiao Qingchen's hand has been collected. There is sword qi under his feet. Standing on top of the sword qi. Fluttering in white.

And the man was dressed in a yellow robe. Thirteen unsightly remnants of the sword swirled between them. But for a while.

Xiao Qingchen chuckled and said, "Remnant Sword Formation. Tibetan Dry Dome.". Tibetan Dry Dome. The owner of the Tibetan Sword Villa. A famous swordsman on the rivers and lakes. No need for brunettes. Yellow robe gently.

The remnant sword in Zang Qianqiong's hand was also included in the scabbard. Zang Qianqiong arched his hand at Xiao Qingchen and said with a smile: "Xiao Shizi didn't know when he came to my Tibetan Sword Villa. I'm not far away as the owner. It's really rude. Just now I and my fourth brother are learning martial arts again. The world's martial arts are all over the world."

Xiao Qingchen glanced at the hidden Qianqiong with cold eyes and said, "Back then, my master broke into the Tibetan Sword Villa. Broke the remnant sword array controlled by Ye Bufan. I'm not as good as my master. But today, I'm a little interested in breaking into the remnant sword array under your control."

Zang Qianqiongpi said with a smile: "The white-clothed Sword Saint is naturally a genius of the heavens. The prince wants to break into my remnant sword array. But I can't. The son of the world is a noble body; How can you compete with such a gadget as I am? Isn't that a disadvantage?"

Xiao Qingchen laughed. Pointing to the Tibetan Qianqiong, he said, "You are on the rivers and lakes.". Zang Qianqiong smiled lightly and said, "On the rivers and lakes."

Xiao Qingchen laughed. His face was cold. Look at the Tibetan Dry Dome. Then he looked at Ya Shuangxue and said "Let's go.". Ya Shuangxue and Wen Ren Qingqian took the lead in the distance among the light efforts.

Xiao Qingchen saw that the two of them began to walk away. One step and ten feet. Come to the side of the remnant sword formation. Shoulder to shoulder with the Tibetan dry dome. Hands pressed down.

That's the pressure. There was a sword chant from the sword house of the Tibetan Sword Villa. They are all famous swords.

Xiao Qingchen laughed arrogantly and swept away.

Only the dark face of the Tibetan vault remained.