The black sword roared, sweeping through thousands of armies like thunder and shock, and the young man holding the pitch-black scabbard in front of the hurricane that shook the jungle was also fragile, and the mysterious jet-black scabbard slashed the black sword, although it did not produce half a crack in the black sword, the sword bearer was blasted away by the overwhelming force, but at the same time, the golden sword qi extended from the edge of the scabbard, mercilessly slashing the body of the black knife owner, in exchange for blood.

The golden-faced man didn't seem to feel pain, he just stared coldly at the figure that was swept away and crashed into the giant tree, it was impossible for a monk in the Thousand Forging Realm to block such a heavy blow, at this time he had already broken the bones of his whole body, and his internal organs had also been turned into pieces, right? You must know that even a demon beast can't withstand the power of Rusi.

However, death must be completely certain, the golden-faced man stepped forward, and the murderous black knife let out a burst of excitement, but at the moment when he was about to raise the knife and settle the disaster, the golden light suddenly shone through, penetrating the golden body that should be indestructible.

"You're not dead yet?" The golden-faced man who didn't hesitate to turn sideways at the moment when the golden light shone widened his heart to avoid the edge, and then the young man's stabbing shot like a desperate Saburo, he saw that this young man's face was like golden paper, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but his body was not as torn apart as he imagined, the Thousand Forging Realm should not have such a strong body, let alone the strength to fight back in the case of such a heavy blow!

Ling Qingyun didn't answer, in front of life and death, he didn't even have time to snort coldly, only stared at the opponent's movements and vital points with a pair of cold eyes, in his eyes, the black knife held by the golden-faced man was like a volcano about to erupt, once the lava hidden in the mountainside erupted enough to devour everything, it was the impression brought to him by the previous heavy blow, he couldn't stop it, he couldn't dodge, the powerful opponent of the golden body realm not only had an absolute advantage in strength, but also his skills were also beyond his reach!

Therefore, he can only take the initiative to attack, forcing his opponent to defend under the threat of sharp sword qi, and it is inconvenient to use that overwhelming force to counterattack!

The sound sounded, and the sword scabbard, which was obviously without a blade, bloomed in Ling Qingyun's hand, and slashed sword after sword into the golden-faced man's body, actually bringing the other party a sense of horror that he was in a storm and was about to be cut by Ling Chi at any time, which made the golden-faced man feel extremely ridiculous, when was a Thousand Forging Realm qualified to force the Golden Body Realm to this point? Even if he is not strong in the Golden Body Realm, and he is seriously injured, both his true qi and his physical body are much more fragile than usual, and this Thousand Forging Realm is really evil, and his sword skills and true qi are already sharper than many Stone Spirit Realms, and he can also cut out that extremely penetrating sword qi.

You can't let him cut down any more, otherwise he will really be in danger! The golden-faced man with three more bloody wounds on his body turned ruthless, and he used the black knife blade to hold the scabbard and ate a hard blow of sword qi, and then with a roar, the overwhelming force flooded the rapidly retreating scabbard like a tide, and once again blasted the green-shirted young man far away.

This time, Ling Qingyun fell into the thorn bushes, and the already broken green shirt and golden silk inner armor could not stop these sinister plants that grew in the depths of the dense forest, so the young man who stood up had a few more terrible scars on his body, but these scars did not bleed and quickly faded.

"Is it a talisman?" Seeing the ripples on Ling Qingyun's body surface, the golden-faced man's pupils shrank, and then his expression turned into a beast-like hideous: "No wonder your life is so hard, but it's okay, I want to see if your talisman can withstand a few blows from me!"

Before the words fell, it was like an angry dragon's black knife descending from the sky and the black sheath that was like lightning once again touched the sound of gold and iron, and the golden sword qi broke through the obstacle and hit the golden-faced man's throat, but before taking his head, he was shattered by the golden-faced man's mouth spitting out a ball of battle gang, and Ling Qingyun couldn't withstand the overly strong force and flew out upside down again, the dull and sharp pain in his chest made him cough up blood again, and he could see the extra hideous crack on the talisman on his chest.

Ling Qingyun understands this very well, the golden-faced man in front of him seems to be scarred, but the strong person in the golden body realm has a strong ability to control the physical body, and whenever the wound appears, it will immediately heal, and it is extremely difficult to drag him down by bloodletting, the effect of these large and small injuries is to affect his strength and action, but so far the opponent's strength can still completely crush him, and in terms of skills, even if he has been practicing sword since he was three years old, he is no match for this strong man who has been fighting for decades.

And what about himself, even though he had been protected by an amulet that had not turned into a puddle of blood and mud, the terrifying strength still rushed straight to his heart and lungs after being heavily weakened, shaking his true qi, the blood flowed backwards, and the ribs on his chest were broken into something, and the palm of the scabbard was also grinding flesh and skin in such fierce battles, and his palms were full of sticky blood, and he didn't even dare to make his body appear even a little slack, once he relaxed, if the injury that could crush his body, it would crush him.

Ling Qingyun raised his sword again, his gaze hurriedly swept over the various injuries on the opponent's body from the sword, crossbow, and dianbai, he didn't have much time to think, the other party also wanted to fight quickly!

When the sword touched again, it should still be the crushing and sharp penetration of power, but just when the black knife was about to pick the scabbard away, the golden-faced man's expression changed drastically, and the black knife in his hand was only a little slower, so he had to watch the pitch-black scabbard slip away from under his nose like a loach, with his rich combat experience, this kind of mistake should not occur at all!

"Is it that the flesh is torn too much, and it affects the control? No, something is wrong!"

"Poison?" Feeling the strange feeling surging in his body again, the golden-faced man exclaimed, but he didn't expect that the Tianjiao of Nanming Academy in front of him was willing to put down his body and use such methods.

"In the face of life and death, you will do everything!" Ling Qingyun smiled coldly, and once again swung his sword scabbard to slash out a golden sword qi that was close to his throat, which made people wonder if it was the sword qi that the Thousand Forging Realm should have means every time he saw it, and it also made the golden-faced man suspicious again.

It stands to reason that the sword qi that is so powerful and can severely damage the Stone Spirit Realm is only one that should also exhaust the true qi of the Thousand Forging Realm cultivators, even if this young man is a member of the Heavenly Pride, cultivating top-level exercises, the true qi is far stronger than the same level, at most three or four true qi will erupt, right? Moreover, even if the True Qi is enough, such a fierce and continuous burst of True Qi will cause the True Qi to circulate too late!

Something is wrong, there must be something wrong with it! The golden-faced man who thought like this narrowed his pupils and spoke loudly with horror.

"With such surging true qi, you swallowed the Bright Moon Flower, no, there is more than one!?"

"Take a risk, I don't want it to really work!" Ling Qingyun sneered, he had guessed that the Bright Moon Flower that had a miraculous effect on the breakthrough of the Thousand Forging Realm must contain a powerful medicinal effect, but it was actually life energy, so how would this energy be released without refining it into an elixir? He boldly thought that he could continuously refine this power into true qi, and it turned out that he was right.

Of course, he didn't simply take Mingyuehua, but also found several adjuvants that were not mild, and forced out all his physical potential in the most ruthless way, just to fight for more life in this life and death crisis!

"You're not afraid of ruining the meridians!" The golden-faced man had an ugly face, and used his body as a furnace to forcibly refine the medicinal power, and continuously launched martial arts to quickly consume it, which was a huge load that was difficult to bear for the body and meridians, but it could effectively improve the combat effectiveness in a short period of time, he underestimated the desperate determination of the young man in front of him, his experience in dealing with things was not as good as that of the old Jianghu, but he was equally decisive at the critical moment!

"If you lose even your good head, what's the use of this meridian?" Ling Qingyun smiled freely, but the sword scabbard in his hand was the most powerful sword power to force the golden-faced man again and again, and he swung his sword like rain with the greatest consciousness and borrowed the momentum of endless true qi, and turned the golden sword qi into a storm and even strangled the whirlpool of life, although he had to face the suffocating terrifying power when each sword was slashed, although every movement made this body almost collapse He felt the pain of his heart, but the sword dance in the smell of blood made him feel happy, this is the feeling of fighting hard between life and death, such as walking on a tightrope line, hanging on a cliff cliff, each sword cut into the edge, but instinctively played a passionate movement in the madnessThis is an invincible sword song, and every note has the sharpness of piercing the clouds and breaking gold, which is enough to make any strong enemy wait!

Gathering qi, swinging swords, exploding, continuous combat movements became more and more proficient and swift, but in this extremely tense battle, Ling Qingyun verified all the sword moves he had practiced in the past ten years in the most direct way, and imprinted this precious sword intent and blood in his bones.

What a rare opportunity this is? This is a death calamity, and it is also possible to lead to nirvana! Ling Qingyun's face became whiter and paler, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, just like the dazzling sword that appeared in the scabbard and was diametrically opposed to its color.

"Okay, you Nan Mingjiao, today you really have the will to die!" "There was no time to defend against the increasingly fierce sword qi, and the golden-faced man who was cut a bloody mark in his throat did not laugh angrily, this young man Tianjiao was really amazing, he really did it at this age without fear of death and put it to death and then live.

No one spares their lives, everyone understands that life is more important than anything outside the body, but too many people die because they are reluctant to belong, and there are people who usually boast of being fearless, but they are so frightened that they kneel and beg for mercy in the face of the butcher's knife, even if they know that the other party will not let them go. However, Ling Qingyun maintained enough calm in this life-and-death crisis, and did not hesitate to break the wrist of a strong man, even at the cost of affecting future cultivation, he would fight to the death, this kind of calm and resolute determination is not something that talent and family background can bring, this is the will of a truly brave person.

In this regard, the golden-faced man smiled proudly, and actually put on a diametrically opposite attitude from before: "My name is Duan Wenyuan, you are qualified to be my enemy of life and death!"

Ling Qingyun was moved by the opponent's sudden pride and ambition and attitude of treating each other equally, even though the sword qi in his hand slashed out at a more tricky angle, he responded extremely solemnly: "Nanming Academy, Ling Qingyun!"

The sound was like thunder, the sword and the sword collided again, shaking the young man's flesh and blood into a rolling wave, and also penetrating the golden body, straight to the heart, Ling Qingyun and Duan Wenyuan looked at each other, until this moment they regarded each other as equal opponents, and both sides had the ability to take each other's lives.

Whoever dies and who lives depends only on whose luck is better, and who has a stronger desire to survive! As for the latter, the Golden Body Realm powerhouse who is constantly fighting and rising from the bottom is as strong as the Thousand Forging Realm Tianjiao with unlimited potential!

The manic and sharp true qi flowed through the meridians again, and this sword no longer had the slightest confusion.

The pitch-black scabbard could not go further in front of the equally dark sword, but the golden sword qi erupted out, like the rising sun, vigorous and brilliant, and after passing through the barrier of blood and bone, the path it illuminated pointed straight into the distance, full of life.