The Flowing Wind Sword Gu Lai had just missed the last move, and he shook his hand again, and pieces of pitch-black light appeared in the air, rushing towards Feng Qingyao. Every black dot carried a suffocating sense of fear, and a burst of roaring sound rushed towards Feng Qingyao.

"Dead silence!"

Feng Qingyao's left hand slapped out, and a dark gray light appeared in front of him, and the sword qi kept crisscrossing in this dark gray range. The black points of light suddenly slowed down a lot after entering the dark gray range, and after being slashed by this dense knife qi, they dissipated in the air one by one.

"The law of death and the Heavenly Demon Knife are quite high, but it is not much stronger than the Law of Flame urging the Heavenly Demon Knife. It's the law of thunder and lightning. ”

With a word of meditation in his heart, Feng Qingyao's left hand suddenly slashed forward, and a thunder dragon rushed out of Feng Qingyao's hand with an angry shout, and in an instant, it turned into a hideous war knife full of death and destruction, slashing towards the Flowing Wind Sword Gu with a roaring thunder.

"Dark Night!!

The Flowing Wind Sword Gu Lai didn't expect that he had used fifty Yuehua Dan and still couldn't completely suppress Feng Qingyao, and with a roar, the Night Sword in his hand kept drawing circles in the air, and these large and small circles were set one by one, and in the blink of an eye, a piece of desire-like things was formed, and it suddenly rushed towards Feng Qingyao. Directly wrapped the thunder knife that was split in Feng Qingyao's hand.

There was a snorting sound, and the huge knife melted away in an instant like ice cubes in the oven.

After the smile dropped the thunder knife, the dark night canopy turned into something like a fishing net again. With a terrifying aura, he rushed towards Feng Qingyao.

The little monks who were watching the battle from a distance couldn't help but clench their fists and stare at Feng Qingyao with a nervous expression.

On the other hand, Feng Qingyao was still indifferent, and his body suddenly rushed to an overwhelming domineering spirit, a monstrous domineering spirit that was arrogant and would never allow anyone to be above him! The left arm was slowly raised, and a cold light flashed, and in the eyes of everyone, Feng Qingyao's left arm seemed to suddenly become a knife.

Just when everyone wondered if they were wrong, Feng Qingyao's left palm knife suddenly slashed out, and a domineering sword that wanted to tear the heavens and the earth flew out from Feng Qingyao's palm knife, rushing forward with an unstoppable momentum.

Although there is still some distance from Feng Qingyao. But the Flowing Wind Sword Gu Lai felt as if he was standing naked and defenseless in front of Feng Qingyao. A thought that emanated from his bones made people surrender and irresistible appeared in his heart.

"It's not good! Feng Qingyao is so powerful! My mind has been robbed, and I am no longer his opponent!!"

As soon as this thought of surrendering to Feng Qingyao's feet was born, the Flowing Wind Sword Gu Lai's face changed miserably and he hurriedly withdrew.

It's a pity that it's too late to retreat at this time. The sword light emitted by Feng Qingyao's left hand collided with the dark night canopy used by the Flowing Wind Sword Gulai. There was a snort. As if the cloth was torn, the dark night sky could not stop the sword of Feng Qingyao. After tearing through the dark night canopy, the sword slashed towards the Flowing Wind Sword Gu at a faster speed.

The sword is the tyrant of a hundred soldiers! Although the Heavenly Demon Knife carries a magic word. But after all, it's still a knife! A knife that slashes the tyrant of a hundred soldiers! After Feng Qingyao used his own domineering urging, he really brought into play the power of this hegemon of a hundred soldiers!!

The hegemon is unstoppable, and those who dare to block the path of the hegemon will only be ruthlessly crushed! Not only will it not be able to block the path of the hegemon's advance, but it will also arouse the hegemon's anger!!

Therefore, after tearing the dark night canopy, the speed of the sword not only did not decrease, but faster, and the domineering aura exuded from the sword was also stronger!

The Flowing Wind Sword Gu Lai miscalculated the speed of the sword's advance, and by the time he wanted to dodge, it was too late, so he could only block the Night Sword in his hand in front of him.

The sword slammed into the Night Sword, making a loud sound like the sky and the earth cracking. The arm of the Flowing Wind Sword Gu Lai was swung open, and the empty door in his chest was exposed! The inner abdomen shook violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly. The right hand holding the Night Sword not only burst into the tiger's mouth, but also cracked the bones from the fingers to the big arm.

Feng Qingyao's second sword didn't know when it would be slashed again, and in an instant, it was in front of the eyes of the Flowing Wind Sword Gulai. As soon as Gu Lai, the Flowing Wind Sword spit out a mouthful of blood, he saw the second sword in front of him, and he hurriedly dodged sideways. Although it flashed across his chest, his entire left arm was directly cut off by this sword.

"Ah!!!h

The Flowing Wind Sword Gu Lai roared wildly, and the blood from the broken left arm spurted out wildly, wrapping the Flowing Wind Sword Gu Lai in it, turning into a piece of blood and disappearing in an instant.

"The old man will come back! The hatred of the broken arm will definitely be re!!paid by you a hundred times."

Although the people disappeared without a trace, the screams of grief and indignation echoed in the passage.

The best enemy is not a strong person who deliberately equalizes himself and allows himself to exert his full strength! The best enemy is the enemy who dies! No matter how weak the enemy seems to him, the enemy who dies is always the best. Not to mention that the Flowing Wind Sword can definitely not be said to be a weak enemy in ancient times. Feng Qingyao naturally wouldn't let him escape after hitting him hard.

However, before Feng Qingyao could make a move, he saw that in addition to the piece of blood light that was wrapped in the Flowing Wind Sword Gu Lai and left quickly, there was also a large cloud of blood mist left in the same place, and this large cloud of blood mist turned black and red in an instant, and in some places it was even black and purple, and a breath of fear and decay came to his face. Even the little monks in the distance, they all felt the viciousness of the aura contained in this blood mist.

"Huh?"

As Feng Qingyao snorted in slight surprise, the blood mist shrouded in a circle of several zhang shrouded rapidly, and in an instant, it changed from a circle of several zhang to the size of a basin. A basin-sized slender one is exposed, the lines on the palm of the hand are clear, and you can even see the palm of the hair!

The black-red palm exuded a burst of fear, darkness, and silence that rose to the sky, and as soon as Pu formed it, he directly shot towards Feng Qingyao with a burst of earth-shattering thunder.

Feng Qingyao frowned slightly, and his right hand swept forward.

I saw that as Feng Qingyao's palm waved, a palm that emitted bursts of pale golden light, and bursts of sandalwood came to the nose with bursts of dragon chanting and Sanskrit singing.

The palms of the two hands collided together, but there was a snorting sound as if ice and fire met. In an instant, both palms vanished, leaving only a black-red mist in the air shrouded in the light of a flash of lightning. With a stabbing sound, the black-red weapon also disappeared under the smelting of the thunder fire. (To be continued......)