The True Yan Sword was wrapped and sealed by the scabbard at the moment, and its whole body was black, but even so, the fierce sword aura exuded from its sword body was very terrifying, and in the space around Qingyang's body, it was faintly trembling at this moment.

Qingyang felt it slightly, and opened the True Flame Sword of the first seal, and the grade was a high-level spiritual weapon!

The high-level spirit weapon is one level higher than the nine-curved spear in Du Shouyan's hand, but don't underestimate this is a level, the gap between the treasures is a world of difference.

Holding the True Yan Sword, Qingyang felt that a powerful amount of power was constantly pouring out, this feeling of being full of power was simply too cool, no wonder so many king cultivators were desperately trying to get a good treasure.

Looking at Du Shouyan again, at this moment, his single hand holding the Jiuqu gun was already covered with green tendons, it was obvious that he was very angry at the moment, what he wanted was the first time in so many years that he was forced by others, this is an absolute shame!

"Do you think that this True Yan Sword belongs to you?" Du Shouyan still retained a trace of calm, and said in a low and hoarse voice, but everyone could see that he was angry at the moment.

Hearing this, Qingyang chuckled, now that the Zhenyan Sword is in hand, everything is complete, only the east wind is missing.

"Do you really think that the Great Perfection Realm is invincible in the world?"

"Invincible doesn't dare to say it, but it's enough to kill you and recapture the True Yan Sword!" Du Shouyan didn't plan to grind with Qingyang, and as soon as he mentioned the Jiuqu gun in his hand, his figure rushed up.

"Yanhuang style, Liaoyuan Quartet!" shouted angrily, and the red mangs of the nine-song spear in Du Shouyan's hand skyrocketed. It swept out like a wave, and at this moment, it was as if thousands of gun shadows had been conjured, tearing apart the space. Like the momentum of a prairie fire, it swept towards the green sun waves.

The gun's momentum was terrifying, and the terrifying flame wave mixed with the irresistible power of the Great Perfection of the Psychic Realm shook the heavens and the earth, and the rising heat made the whole world become hot.

Everyone was raising the royal aura shield at this moment, and just some of the leaked heat waves made them so embarrassed. What's more, Qingyang, who is in the center of the fire, everyone is shocked by Du Shouyan's domineering power at this moment, and the demon deserves to be a demon. The strength of the Great Perfection, coupled with such terrifying marksmanship, this shot may have the level of a blue-level king skill!

The cost of this blow was obviously staggering. Du Shouyan's aura immediately became weak after he used this blow. His face turned pale, but his face was full of madness, he wanted to get what he wanted!

At this time, Qingyang, who had been silent, also slowly clenched the True Yan Sword, his face was still a little pale, and the royal qi consumed before also slowly recovered somewhat, and next, Qingyang planned to pour out all the royal qi. Just to cast this decisive sword.

"Du Shouyan, let's win or lose with one move!" Qingyang shouted violently. Immediately, it also rushed to the sky, and the crazy royal spirit swept out like a flood that had been discharged.

"It's exactly what I want!" Du Shouyan also shouted when he heard this, and the nine-song gun in his hand danced wildly, and the terrifying gun shadow was wrapping all the dead corners of Qingyang with lightning speed, this time, it will be a blow with all his strength!

Rumble!

Qinglian stepped away, like a dancing step instantly attracted everyone's attention, this kind of profound step is a kind of beautiful enjoyment even from the layman's point of view.

And in this kind of pace, the True Yan Sword in Qingyang's hand also flew up in a chic and agile manner, and at the same time, Qingyang's eyebrows shone brightly, and at this moment, the flame phase royal qi between heaven and earth was gathered by Qingyang and turned into its strength.

"Sword of Wind Flower Snow Moon Flower!"

Flowers, flowers, flowers.

If you don't understand, the world will be vicissitudes.

Woohoo!

With the dancing of Qingyang's sword light, the body of the True Yan Sword was actually emitting endless red petals at this moment, and the petals danced more and more with the sword light, as if covering the heavens and the earth, and the shadow of the Dao sword light also became deeper and more condensed.

The red petals that fell down fused with the power of the Zhenyan Sword, three times with very terrifying fluctuations, what was even more terrifying was the artistic conception of the sword, a strong sense of relief, when Mu Li, who was watching from a distance, saw the withering petals, he was shocked, and this artistic conception of relief spread in everyone's heart, if you are persistent, let it go.

"What? It actually contains artistic conception! You stinky boy, you want me to let go? How is it possible! What I want, I never let go of these two words!"

"Endless Flame Flame, swallow him for me!" Du Shouyan roared angrily, and the Endless Flame Spear Shadow finally turned into a monstrous force at this moment, swallowing all of Qingyang's figure.

Bang bang bang!

However, in the endless firelight, pieces of red flowers burst out like sharp blades, overwhelmingly tearing apart the firelight, and the flames that were originally like fierce beasts were shattered into points of light at this moment, this scene is beautiful and a little terrifying.

In the sky of light, endless petals were scattered, they all lost their strength in the collision just now, and slowly fell to the sky like goose feathers, everyone was wide-eyed at this moment, they didn't expect this to be the end.

Du Shouyan's face was very pale, he didn't expect that the blow he had done his best would actually be reduced to zero in this way, he no longer had the strength to fight, even if he was a great consummation of the Psychic Realm, but he was forcibly promoted by relying on the body of the Yan Emperor, and now his royal qi has long been emptied.

At this time, Qing Yang, who was opposite him, was also terribly pale, obviously the sword just now had exhausted all his strength. Is this battle a draw?

Just when everyone was shaking, the True Flame Sword in Qingyang's hand actually moved again!

"You lost, Du Shouyan. The corners of Qingyang's mouth squirmed slightly, and a trace of essence flashed in his tired eyes.

The tip of the True Flame Sword exuded an ethereal and free aura, as if a cyan wind was blowing, and the points of light and petals that had originally scattered and melted away seemed to be pulled by a force at this moment, and they were once again frantically condensed into a sharp breeze visible to the naked eye.

"Qinglian Sword Codex, the second weight, Changfeng Sword Song!"

The demeanor of this sword is frozen in everyone's shocking eyes, and time seems to be condensed at this moment, this sword is such a miracle, from impossible to possible.

Du Shouyan's eyes widened: "Impossible! How can you still have the strength to use a sword!"

There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, poof!

The wind blew, and a figure fell from the sky like a meteor.

"Shouyan!" At this moment, when Yin Qiu and the other four saw Du Shouyan fall to the ground, they immediately gave up the opponent in front of them, and immediately caught Du Shouyan in a flash.

"I really don't have the strength to do it. However, this is exactly what the Changfeng Sword Song embodies, borrowing power to become the wind, and the wind is long. Qingyang slowly descended from the sky, his face was full of fatigue, but his eyes were still bright and authentic.

The second level of the Qinglian Sword Codex, after Qingyang came out of the Yan Spirit World Realm, he naturally comprehended it. This second weight, the Changfeng Sword Song, is very magical, it is a kind of skill that uses strength to make force, and the skill of four or two thousand catties is in it.

It was precisely by taking advantage of this that Qingyang defeated Du Shouyan.

At this moment, the armor of the Yan Emperor on Du Shouyan's body was almost completely damaged, covered in blood, embarrassed, and the amount of power generated by the previous confrontation between the two swords hit Du Shouyan's body, and if it was borne by another person, I am afraid that he would have died at this moment.

And Qingyang still controlled the sword move at the last moment and avoided the attack at the vital point.

It's simple to kill a demon, but Qingyang can't afford the killing intent of the entire Du family. And between Qingyang and Du Shouyan, there is no fatal entanglement. The accounts that should be recovered are recovered, and that's it.

"You won" Du Shouyan struggled slightly, spitting blood in his mouth, the previous blow almost blew him into internal injuries, but his arrogant gaze still fell on Qingyang's body.

Even if he is defeated, he is still the Emperor of Yan, he is still the emperor, and he is still the head of the demons, Du Shouyan. (To be continued......)