The color of the dagger was extremely strange, dark green with a hint of scarlet, obviously with a poison that even cultivators would not dare to contaminate at will.

However, the more important problem is that the woman's speed is extremely fast, so fast that even Su Qingming, who has reached the peak of the Divine Journey Realm, can't help but raise her eyebrows.

If he pointed down, although Murong Hua would be seriously injured, he would also be injured.

In this case, an injury is a death.

The next moment.

Su Qingming was forced to turn around, and the fairy sword was horizontal in front of his chest, just blocking the fatal blow of the black gauze woman.

The ripples of the collision between the two created many ripples in the same place, rushing in all directions.

In that instant, a lot of things happened.

For example, Murong Hua's whole person flickered to a hundred feet away, and his face was full of shock.

Another example is that Duan Jiang also blocked Su Qingming's back road at the same time, revealing a vigilant and serious expression.

Of course, the most important thing is the punch that comes quietly from the sky.

Dongfang Nian fell from the sky, and his right fist stretched straight towards the ground, falling like a meteor.

This punch did not carry any aura surge, nor did it cause any visions of heaven and earth.

However, Su Qingming's face was surprisingly solemn.

Because this punch seems to be ordinary, but it carries an extremely terrifying nirvana, as if it is the meaning of gold and stone, which can crush everything.

Whoever it is, can feel the horror of this punch.

More critical.... This is Dongfang Nian's punch with the whole realm.

In today's cultivation world, how many people dare to say that they can take Dongfang Nian's punch safe and sound?

The next moment.

Something unexpected happens.

Su Qingming didn't hide, and he didn't even leave.

Because behind him, a black mist with a gloomy aura converged into a human shape and rose into the sky, and he was not afraid to face this punch.

To be precise, the ethereal-looking black shadow slammed into Dongfang Nian's right fist with precision.

Heaven and earth are quiet.

The powerful impact seemed to be poured into the black mist, and the latter rapidly became larger, like a huge thundercloud, blocking Su Qingming's head.

That terrifying power was transmitted in all directions in the black mist's body, and in the end, it was spit out by the black mist.

As countless waves of astonishing qi appeared in heaven and earth itself, it was accompanied by a deafening roar.

It was as if thunder had risen on the ground.

The ground of the entire wasteland began to shake violently.

The wave swept up everything in the wasteland and flew farther away.

....

....

As early as the moment of punching, both Murong Hua and Su Qingming left the same place at the same time.

No matter what means they have, it is still uncomfortable to be affected by this force.

When the terrifying spirit pressure in the sky dissipated, Su Qingming raised his head slightly and frowned slightly.

After such a terrifying blow to the black mist that was hit by Dongfang Nian's punch, it floated in the air a little stiffly and slowly, forming a fine piece of black gas, and it became fainter and fainter, as if it was about to dissipate between heaven and earth.

The faces of Duan Jiang and Fairy Murong Hua both carried some shock that could not be concealed.

Although they were all the best in the Holy Land, it was a very different feeling to know and feel the full force of a powerful cultivator.

And according to them, no matter what the thing that attacked for Su Qing's underworld file was, it should be dead at this moment and can't die anymore, right?

However, the next moment, things turned out to be unexpected.

The black mist that was about to dissipate slowly floated to Su Qingming's side, and in the end, only a small black dot remained.

However, the black dot became brighter and brighter, like the only darkness in the day, and burned like a flame, and the color became brighter and brighter, and the volume became larger and larger, until at last it became a child-like appearance.

A boy who was only about four or five years old, his eyes were a little sunken, his face was pale, and he looked a little wooden, but his expression at the moment was very angry, staring at Dongfang Nian.

Xu Daoling looked at this scene, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and said in surprise: "This immortal and immortal breath is.... Evil spirits? I didn't expect the Soul Hall Beast to be subdued by you after Yaochi, and even dared to keep it by your side? ”

A series of rhetorical questions, everyone present couldn't help but be surprised, and then revealed a look of enlightenment.

The evil beast is an ancient fierce beast, which has always been immortal and indestructible, so no matter how powerful the Dongfang Nian realm is, it will not be able to reach the point where it can be completely killed.

As for Broken River, he figured out something in an instant.

The illusion that Dongfang Nian was nailed to the wall before was mostly created by the evil spirits silently, and when the aura exploded and the situation in the field could not be distinguished, relying on everyone's slackness in their minds, just to create such a momentary opportunity.

It turned out that Su Qingming was indeed only one line away from success, but was stopped by Murong Hua in the end.

Dongfang Nian narrowed his eyes even more, in the very first collision, he also fell into the illusion for a moment, so he couldn't stop Su Qingming in time.

And now being able to make a cultivator of his level be in a trance, it is already a great thing.

Su Qingming glanced at it and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

The boy scratched his head, then shook his head and smiled at Su Qingming.

Su Qingming hummed softly, and then tightened the immortal sword in his hand.

No matter how calm he was during the battle, and how calm he was after being seen through, the loss of aura and spirit in his body was far from being as easy as he seemed.

"That's your hole card."

Xu Daoling saw this scene and said with a smile: "Tut-tut, interesting, being able to cultivate evil into this kind of thing can save your life, but when he opens his eyes in the future, are you sure that you can completely control him?" ”

"He has a name now."

Su Qingming stood in place, watching Dongfang Nian reappear in the sky in front of his vision, then shook his wrist slightly, exhaled a long breath, and said, "Continue?" ”

"It was your best chance, but unfortunately, you should know you don't have any chances now."

It stands to reason that Dongfang Nian's all-out blow at the right time, place and people is easily defused by the other party, and it is something that will make you feel angry.

However, at this time, the old man's expression was very calm, and even calmed with a sense of confidence.

The reason why he wasted time and threatened to take Su Qingming's ten moves was not because of his willfulness.

Su Qingming is a disciple of the Elder Taishang of Morality, and he has a good relationship with the Sword Sect, so he naturally has hole cards that ordinary people don't know.

He deliberately wasted so much time just to let Su Qingming take out these hole cards one by one.

Is it true that the name of the first person in the Oriental Demon Dao came for nothing? That hundred years of cultivation are so unbearable?

It's all just a temptation.

This is also the reason why Xu Daoling watched silently.

And it turns out that they were right,

The opponent who takes out all the hidden hole cards represents the real helplessness, and it is the easiest person to kill in the encirclement.

In their opinion, this is the case with Su Qingming now.

The only thing I'm afraid of is that it doesn't look like it's going to show up.

So unless there is a second evil spirit that can create a chance like the one just now.

Could there be two evils in the world?

No way.

Then Su Qingming will inevitably die.

Xu Daoling glanced at the weather, shook his head and said, "It's almost over, it's over, trouble Murong Hua to involve that evil head, I just took it back to the Shadow Palace." ”

The black gauze woman turned into a black shadow, kicked Mu Huai dozens of feet away, and then chased away.

Su Qingming frowned slightly, before he could do anything, Dongfang Nian's whole person appeared in front of him lightly.

With a smile on his face, the demonic aura is like a mountain.

The breath of the Three Realms of Returning to Truth spread out wantonly, and the entire sky and sea of clouds changed color.

Under the powerful magic pressure, the old man raised his hand and pointed it.

The gap in the realm was too huge, and Su Qingming only had time to cross the sword in front of him in advance, and he was beaten out fiercely.

He flew to a small hill of dozens of feet, and his body forcibly knocked the mountain out of a groove of dozens of feet, as if it was embedded in it.

Powerful sword qi diffused from all around him, forming a pure white fierce qi, but fortunately, he protected his body in time and was not as injured as he imagined.

However, before he could come out, Dongfang Nian's figure teleported to the side of the mountain peak, and slapped it with a light palm.

The mountain peaks are crumbling.

A long rainbow rose from the ground.

"Jingqing."

Su Qingming muttered.

The fairy sword in his hand emitted a powerful light.

Su Qingming's aura began to rise rapidly, and in an instant, it was the peak of the Divine Journey Realm.

However, it was only the pinnacle of the iQue Realm.

The means of combining the body and body could not directly cross a large realm, let alone the kind of atmosphere in Su Qing's body.

If you can reach the Tribulation Realm, one of the Three Realms of Returning to Truth, then the situation will naturally be different this time.

However there is no if.

So the next moment, Dongfang Nian appeared in front of Su Qingming, and pressed his right palm at will.

Su Qingming's figure smashed from the sky and fell on the plains of the earth, rolling up countless boulder dust.

Dongfang Nian stood in the sky, high up, looking at this scene indifferently with his hands behind his back.

With just a thought, the dust disperses.

Su Qingming half-squatted in the big pit of the broken ground, the fairy sword was stuck upside down on the ground, the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, his eyes were gloomy, and he couldn't help but pant lightly.

Since the birth of Sword Sect Su Qingming, how have he ever encountered such a situation.

So in the eyes of onlookers, this scene is quite tragic and heroic.

Another punch.

Su Qingming blocked his chest with an immortal sword, and the whole person was knocked out by the sideways for hundreds of zhang.

Jing Qingjian trembled lightly and wailed.

Su Qingming spat out a mouthful of blood, and a trace of irritability and helplessness appeared in the depths of his eyes.

According to Su Qingming's original thoughts, he didn't come to see it.

He's here to kill.

And the person he wants to kill is Dongfang Nian.

Yes, this idea seems very unreasonable and even stupid now, but at the beginning, Su Qingming really thought so.

No matter how high a practitioner is, he is still a human after all.

Since it is a human being, it will die.

If he could seize that momentary opportunity, even Dongfang Nian could only wait for death obediently.

If it was combined with Mu Huai's terrifying illusion ability, Su Qingming was confident that he would be able to seize that moment of opportunity and use that sword.

It's a pity .... Nothing in the world could ever go the way he had guessed, even if it had been played out countless times before he stepped here.

For example, the appearance of Xu Daoling, a former Sword Sect man.

Just to kill him, there would be such a careful arrangement.

In addition to the Demon Dao Dongfang Nian, the second killer Murong Hua, the person who was born in Liubo Mountain, and the master of the Yaochi formation, Murong Hua, almost completely cut off his retreat.

"I'm sorry."

Su Qingming suddenly looked at Immortal Sword Jingqing and said, with some apology in his eyes.

Dongfang Nian condescendingly saw this scene, and felt pity and disdain: "In the eyes of the old man, as long as you don't reach the realm of the old man, a genius will never be a genius, I have four palms, and you are already so unbearable, so what should you do with my fifth palm?" ”

As soon as the words fell.

Above the clouds, a thousand-zhang giant hand seemed to cover the sky, and fell fiercely towards the ground where Su Qingming was.

Even the sky can be covered, let alone alone?

Su Qingming didn't speak, just stood up silently, and the battle intent in his eyes was about to turn into substance.

He wanted to do something.

In addition to the enormous cost, he was not sure if he would succeed.

If you can directly break through the gate of the wasteland and the outside world in one go, you will still have a chance.

However, at this time, he was suddenly stunned, and there was an extremely strange look in his eyes.

Above mid-air.

I don't know why the majestic hand composed of spiritual energy melted like spring snow, and then slowly disappeared between heaven and earth after it descended dozens of feet, turning into the purest aura.

Like spring rain falling.

Everyone looked in one direction almost at the same time.

On the shore of the small lake, which had been completely destroyed, I don't know when there was a mysterious Taoist who couldn't tell his age.

The uninvited guest's face was plain and indifferent.

Spiritual power drifts through the heavens and the earth.

He looked at the sky.

It's not a smile.