This kind of chaotic and irregular fighting style is similar to the dying struggle, like the end of a strong crossbow, which makes the human race in Streamer City who are eager to pay attention to the battle situation in mid-air tremble, and they don't even dare to blink and breathe.

Boom!

A phantom in the black cloud suddenly stretched out half of the spear essence, the spear head was half a meter, the tip of the knife was cold, and the tip of the knife was sharp, and it drove straight into Ye Qingyu's shoulder.

A fist-sized bloody hole appeared on Ye Qingyu's left shoulder.

Right here!

Shout!

Ye Qingyu swung his sword, and the sword qi disappeared into the black cloud, and there was still no movement, but in the black cloud, there was a faint ripple.

And so it was!

Ye Qingyu's eyes flashed.

Between the lightning and flint, the weight of the black cloud and shadow alternated with the spear of the demon spider clan powerhouse he was fighting against, and they continued to hit directly, spurting Ye Qingyu's blood pillars all over his body, and blood holes continued to burst out.

Woohoo.

Ye Qingyu is like a numb machine that has been swept into the eyes of the Sea of Annihilation and does not know the pain.

He kept finding the right moment, and slashed out towards the black shadow of the void the moment the essence of the furious spear pierced through his body.

Countless sword qi overflowed, and the surrounding black clouds surged and rolled like waves.

It was as if time and space had come to a standstill, and it was as if the galaxy in the starry sky of the universe had been running thousands of times.

Dozens of breaths later.

A dark cloud that was originally just ripples and stirred up finally began to condense into a substance like thin ice after being subjected to thousands of sword slashing qi, and the cracks in the essence spread like spider webs.

Among the black clouds and stars.

A strong man of the Demon Spider Clan with a spear in his hand had a frightened face, his breath was disordered, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

This sword qi that was constantly sweeping like destroying the world, for him, was only a little lightly wounded.

And the next moment, he immediately regained his stable breath, and the shock in his body gradually stabilized.

Opposite side.

Ye Qingyu's breath was weak, and he was covered in blood, as if he had been soaked in a pool of blood.

Shocking scars were scattered all over the place, winding and twisting, and many of the wounds that burst after the shock were deep in the bones, and columns of blood flowed sideways.

His figure shook slightly.

There were bursts of exclamations from everyone in the Streamer City, and tears welled up in their eyes.

Just like Ye Qingyu, who was tragically killed by a thousand knives, this lonely and weak figure looked extremely tall and tragic in the eyes of all the human races at this time.

And through these thousands of moves, Ye Qingyu felt the mystery of this formation very clearly.

The fifty strong people on each side seem to be unrelated, but in fact, their strength is gathered, and what any strong person contains is the common cultivation and vitality power of their fifty strong people.

And if they were attacked, even if they were badly wounded, they would spread the trauma among fifty people.

In this way, no matter how serious the injury is, to the fifty people in the shadows, it is only like the slightest flesh wound.

So even if I was pierced into a big funnel, I was afraid that I would only be able to hurt the fur, and I wouldn't be able to move the origin of this formation......

Ye Qingyu, who was gasping rapidly and slightly in the formation, revealed a trace of exhaustion in his eyes.

This situation made the fifty Demon Spider Clan powerhouses who were constantly changing their bodies in the void of the stars of the universe breathe a sigh of relief.

......

Time passes.

Ye Qingyu turned into a bloody man.

He was covered in blood, his flesh and blood were blurred, and his injuries were so severe that it was as if he had been delayed, as if his body was going to be torn apart in the next moment.

The tyrannical prince of the Demon Spider Clan, who was watching the battle from a distance, breathed a sigh of relief.

The powerhouse of the Demon Spider Clan who set up the formation was a little relaxed in his heart.

In the interval of the northeast stars.

"Truly...... You're dead......" came a sinister laugh.

In the midst of the big array, the Demon Spider General Ba Che, who had questioned Tongwen before, looked at the scene in front of him that the situation was decided, and the victory was in his hands, and at this time he could not hide the ecstasy in his heart, and let out a slight and weird laugh from the heavy shadows.

Now is the time!

Ye Qingyu's eyes flashed.

He suddenly burst out, and between the lightning and flint, an incomparably strong and sharp sword light suddenly slashed out.

White mangs at a glance!

This sword is the opinion that he really urges with all his might.

The sword light was like moonlight, more condensed than before, and the sword qi with a more turbulent momentum swept towards the black clouds that came from the sound.

After paying for the injuries all over his body, what he was waiting for was the moment when the strong man of the Demon Spider Clan was slightly relaxed and the flaws in the formation were exposed.

As soon as the words came out, the flaws in the formation appeared.

That idiot!

"Death to me!"

Ye Qingyu broke off and drank, like an immortal descending to earth.

This sword condensed not only the peak power of the Human King Sword Codex, but also the Wuji Divine Dao Five Forbiddens that instantly erupted between the flickering of his eyes!

Distance.

Like a black cloud like cotton, the sword qi swept by the laser arc forcibly broke through a crack in the sword qi that spanned hundreds of meters.

The dazzling white edge lit up the vast sea of the universe in an instant, and the black clouds and mist disappeared in an instant.

As far as the sword came, the momentum was like destroying the withering and decaying, stirring up the wind and clouds, the dark night began to change color, and the entire formation was split in two.

"What?"

"This power ......"

"Bad ......"

"Heavenly ......"

The powerhouses of the Demon Spider Clan who were arrayed, for a while, exclaimed one after another, and an unprecedented sense of danger descended on them in an instant, as if they were being targeted by some ancient demonic beast, creepy, like a man's back.

But it was too late to react.

The sword light came to an abrupt halt.

Rumble!

Annihilation.

Death comes.

Wherever the sword qi reached, everything was close to annihilation.

The original impregnable array was destroyed in an instant, just like a sand bar under a flash flood.

Flesh splattered.

The sky is full of bones.

More than thirty Demon Spider Clan powerhouses, like ashes of fire, were slashed by a sword in that instant.

Only dozens of demonic qi were left floating in the gap between the clouds and waves, floating like light smoke.

The sky was torn out by the sword light and a crack that had not healed for a long time, like a scar from the sky.

The four fields are silent.

Heaven and earth are silent.

The creatures between heaven and earth are all blind.

How so?

What will happen?

What kind of power is that sword?

All the onlookers were shocked and shocked.

Everyone turned their eyes back to Ye Qingyu.

In the void, Ye Qingyu stood with his sword.

Because of this sudden burst of sword, the wounds on his body suddenly cracked.

Blood splattered from countless wounds on his body, and the white bones were broken in some deep blood holes, and the flesh was blurred, like a dying man fished out of a lake of blood.

Even his figure began to shake, as if in the next moment, he was about to fall from the sky.

Upstairs in Streamer City.

Chen Zhengliang first reacted from extreme shock.

He lost control directly under the excitement, and his vitality skyrocketed, and some wounds that had not had time to fully recover when he fought against the heavens were cracked open and oozing blood, and several blood marks on his clothes were gradually stained.

His eyes could not hide his ecstasy, and the complex emotions of incomparable emotion and guilt continued to be derived from his heart.

"As the guardian of Streamer City appointed by my uncle, I am so incompetent at this time, I can only stand on the city wall and watch Tianxing exhaust my bloodline and fight bloodily. Chen Zhengliang almost gritted his teeth, and his heart felt as if he was pressed against a mountain that made it difficult for him to breathe.

Ling Xiaoran's face was grim and solemn, the wolf pen in his hand was emitting a strange cloud of blood-red smoke at this time, and the right finger of his hand holding the pen was distinct, and the green tendons appeared, as if he was trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart.

He asked himself that he had spared no effort to protect the civilians in Streamer City, but this fellow Terran in front of him, who did not hesitate to sacrifice himself and fought tenaciously, shocked him, admired him, and sighed to himself.

Heng Hege's eyes were full of tears on the side, and he tightly squeezed the silver hairpin in his hand.

Scar Jin on the far left was still silent, his hands on the fence of the city tower, and the fence under his palm had already been suppressed by the huge palm force and was full of cracks, like crushed tofu dregs.

And Zheng Lao, who was behind Scar Jin, was already physically exhausted, sitting against the wall, his right hand tightly grasping the placket of his chest, his eyes revealing the same shock and admiration, and the regret and guilt in his heart were about to come out.

Only Hu Bu returned, and his expression was relatively calm.

Although his face was extremely solemn, there was a faint trust in his eager and stern eyes.

That is the trust of this good brother who was born and died, drank and talked happily, was happy and hateful, and was like-minded.

It was an affirmation of the ability and cultivation of the Heavenly Desolate Human Race in front of him after seeing the battle in the tea garden, the chaotic and violent battle of Fengyuntai, and the countless battles in the escape, as well as the strange scene of cultivation in the underground Moon Palace.

Distance.

In the open space below the castle.

The tens of thousands of people who had gathered spontaneously all looked at the sky with solemn expressions at this time.

"Mom, is he going to die?" asked a thin child in a young woman's arms, wrapped in a coat that did not fit her figure, with a weak, trembling voice towards her mother.

The young woman's face was full of tears, and her heart couldn't bear it.

He gently lifted the head of the child in his arms to his shoulder, shook it slightly, and turned his head slightly, not daring to look at the figure in the middle of the air that was constantly spurting blood.

The men, women, and children standing densely beside her also had tears in their eyes at this time, and their eyes were solemn, as if they were paying great respect to the figure in front of them.

That's when --

On the castle tower.

"Brother Tianxing, I'll help you!"

"And me!"

Ling Xiaoran and Chen Zhengliang finally couldn't hold back the excitement surging in their hearts, and spoke out one after another, their strength soared, and they were about to rush into the void the next moment.

And the scar gold beside them also reached out from the void and held two long knives......

That's when --

"Go back!"

Ye Qingyu let out an undoubted shout from the sky.

The sound shook the sky, and the air shocked the earth.

It was Ye Qingyu's voice.

Hu Bugui immediately pressed the figures who wanted to jump up for the first time, one left and one right.

In the sky.

Ye Qingyu's figure shook slightly.

The loud shout just now seemed to be the unquestionable general's mountain military order, and it seemed to be the final cathartic roar of a strong man at the end of his rope......

Judging by his current breath, it seems that the cold wind under the stars and moon can easily blow him down.

After the formation broke and disappeared, the hazy moonlight burst out through the clouds again, casting a small piece of clear light towards the sky above Streamer City.

And Ye Qingyu was alone, standing with a sword covered in blood, and his figure looked even more tragic and miserable......

In the void all around.

Even Ye Qingyu seemed to be about to fall at any time, but the remaining dozen or so Demon Spider Clan powerhouses who formed the Heavenly Domain Divine Star Array were even more frightened at this time, as if they were frightened by the sword momentum just now, and they didn't dare to step forward for a while......