The yellow dragon rampaged unhindered and continued to pounce on Wang Qingshan, it opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a cloud of dazzling yellow light, hitting Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan's sword trick pinched, and seven green flying swords flew out, one hovering and merging into one, turning into a giant sword light more than ten zhang long, heading straight for the yellow dragon.

The giant sword light easily shattered the yellow light, and slashed towards the yellow dragon with a fierce momentum.

The sky suddenly darkened, and the sea reflected red, as if it were on fire.

A huge red cloud of fire hung high in the sky, and a muffled thunderous sound came from the fire cloud, emitting a monstrous heat wave.

A ruddy-faced red-robed old man held a crimson banner with an indifferent expression.

The red banner in his hand shook violently, and a dazzling red light flew out, disappearing into the red fire cloud.

The red fire feathers surged violently like boiling water, and red flints the size of a water tank flew out of the fire clouds, like meteors falling to the ground, and smashed towards Wang Qingshan.

The yellow dragon shook its head and tail, broke away from the battle group, and avoided the red flint.

That's not all, Ye Lang and the others manipulated the magic weapon one after another to attack Wang Qingshan.

An astonishing sword intent rushed out of Wang Qingshan's body, countless cyan flying sword phantoms appeared, the phantoms quickly materialized, flying around him, and a cyan tornado more than ten zhang high appeared out of thin air, quickly sweeping towards Ye Lang and the others.

The persimmon picks and pinches softly, Wang Qingshan can't help Huang Yuxu, it doesn't mean that he can't help Ye Lang and the others.

As soon as the red flint approached the cyan tornado, a large piece of cyan sword qi flew out, smashing the red flint, some red flints smashed on the ground, and the ground was suddenly smashed out of a huge pit, and the red flames ignited the weeds on the ground, and the fire spread rapidly.

There was a loud whistling sound, and the cyan tornado came straight towards Ye Lang and the three of them, and the speed was quite fast.

The red-robed old man frowned, the red flag in his hand swelled, and with a fierce shake, a blazing air flow appeared out of thin air, turning into a red tornado more than 20 zhang high, with a monstrous heat wave, facing the cyan tornado.

A layer of red light appeared on his body, and he quickly retreated, and Ye Lang and the others flew behind him while controlling the magic weapon to attack the cyan tornado.

The blue and red tornadoes collided, and a powerful wave of air erupted, and where the air wave passed, a large amount of dust was rolled up, and some trees were uprooted and swept into the air.

Thundered!

With a loud bang, the red tornado was shattered by the cyan tornado.

"Man and sword are one!"

A cold cheer sounded, and three dazzling blue lights flew out from the cyan tornado, hitting Ye Lang and the three of them respectively.

Hearing this, Ye Lang and the three of them were startled and cast spells to resist.

The red-robed old man gently shook the red banner in his hand, releasing a large red flame in front of him, and sacrificed a red shield to block in front of him.

The yellow blade in Ye Lang's hand shook, and a large yellow blade shadow flew out, slashing to the opposite side, and at the same time slapped a yellow talisman on his body, and a yellow battle armor appeared on his body, protecting his whole body.

Another man in a blue shirt unleashed a blue flag, turning into a blue curtain of water and covering his body.

There was a muffled sound of gold and iron clashing, accompanied by a scream.

A cyan rainbow pierced through the defense of the blue-shirted man, twisting it into a large rain of blood, and the blue light flashed, revealing Wang Qingshan's figure.

"You let the eighth sister go back then, and I will let you go now, you get out of here, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword. ”

Wang Qingshan sent a message to Ye Lang, Ye Lang let Wang Qingqing go back then, and Wang Qingshan also planned to let Ye Lang go, if he targeted Ye Lang just now, Ye Lang would die.

"People in the rivers and lakes, there are many things that you can't help yourself. ”

Ye Lang shook his head and said.

There was a loud sound of breaking through the air, and a yellow shadow suddenly appeared in front of Wang Qingshan, heading straight for his head.

Wang Qingshan's wrist flicked, and a large piece of cyan sword qi flew out, and a layer of golden glow appeared on the surface of his body, which was the glazed golden body of the defensive spirit technique.

Thundered!

A huge force struck, Wang Qingshan was hit by the yellow shadow, and immediately flew upside down, and the whole person fell into the stone wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

A low roar sounded, and a red volcano more than ten feet high smashed in, and the surface of the red volcano was wrapped in a large area of red flames, and smashed down fiercely.

Thundered!

The red volcano suddenly split apart, and Wang Qingshan flew into the air, his face slightly pale.

With a flick of his sleeve, seven green flying swords flew out, flying around him, and after a blur, they turned into thousands of cyan flying swords, slashing their heads and slashing at the yellow dragon.

"Carving insect skills!"

The yellow dragon spoke, his tone was full of disdain, and a dazzling yellow light flew out, turning into a yellow jade disk several zhang large, the surface was covered with runes, and the crystal light was uncertain.

As soon as the cyan flying swords approached the yellow jade plate, they seemed to lose control and were attached to the yellow jade plate.

The red fire cloud rolled violently, the red light flashed, and turned into a red fire python more than thirty zhang long, the body of the red fire python seemed to be made of pieces of red flint, and the body surface was wrapped in a layer of red flames, and pounced on Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan hurriedly swallowed two drops of thousand-year-old spirit milk, and his face turned red.

As soon as his sleeves rolled, nine green flying swords flew out, flying around him, and the nine cyan flying swords emitted an astonishing wave of spiritual energy fluctuations.

It was the first time he had used this set of second-order flying swords, and if he hadn't taken two drops of thousand-year-old spirit milk in a row, Wang Qingshan wouldn't have been able to hold it.

A clear sword roar sounded, and nine cyan flying swords surrounded Wang Qingshan, the hilt of the sword was facing Wang Qingshan, and the tip of the sword was outward.

With a flash of cyan light, the nine cyan flying swords spun rapidly, and the wind was raging, and Wang Qingshan turned into a cyan tornado more than thirty zhang high, sweeping towards the red-robed old man, and the speed was quite fast.

This time was different, the previous tornado was created by a large amount of sword qi, and this time the tornado was created by nine second-order flying swords, and the power of the latter was several times that of the former.

The red-robed old man was startled, and the red banner in his hand shook fiercely, and a large red fire wave flew out, turning into a red torrent and hitting the cyan tornado.

He put on a pair of red fist gloves and smashed his fists towards the void, and dense red fist shadows flew out and hit the cyan tornado.

Thundered!

Where the cyan tornado passed, the sound of breaking the air was loud, and the dense red fist shadow hit the cyan tornado, like mud like the sea.

The red-robed old man secretly screamed badly, turned into a red escape light and broke through the air, and a giant sword light more than a hundred zhang long suddenly flew out of the cyan tornado, instantly catching up with the red escape light.

With a scream, the giant sword light split the red light in half.

A yellow light flew out, instantly appearing in front of the cyan tornado, and was swept into the cyan tornado by the powerful air current.

Thundered!

A dazzling yellow light suddenly lit up, the cyan tornado suddenly burst open, the yellow dragon rushed into the yellow light, Wang Qingshan flew out upside down, fell heavily to the ground, vomited blood, the clothes on his body were tattered, there were several long blood marks on his arms, and white bones were faintly visible, his body was scarred, his breath was sluggish, and nine cyan flying swords fell to the ground.

He gasped for breath and stared at the yellow dragon not far away.

"Man and sword are one. ”

Nine cyan flying swords flew up, quickly merged into one, and turned into a giant sword, Wang Qingshan submerged in the giant sword, the sword light soared, exuding a momentum of destroying the world and the earth, and went straight to the yellow dragon.

Life or death, he had no choice.

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