Fu Qingyun visualized the golden spider silk to cultivate the method of qi control, and when he performed the "Overlord Nine Styles", he unconsciously used the method of Qi control in the moves, the qi moved at will, the pneumatic form followed, and the moves changed quickly, which faintly fit the essence of the "change" of the "Overlord Nine Styles".

Cui Zishan was horrified in his heart, he didn't expect Fu Qingyun's move to change so quickly. He supported the ground with his left foot, kicked out with his right foot, leaned back, and it was difficult to change his posture, and when he saw the iron rod whistling towards his right ankle, he had to hurriedly use his long sword to support the ground, and his body fell sharply to the left with his strength, and he rolled on the spot to avoid the iron rod, embarrassed.

"It's kind of interesting. Cui Fa squinted slightly, nodded and muttered to himself.

Chu Wenyu was also standing on the sidelines with a sword, and when he saw Fu Qingyun suddenly appear, he was already surprised, and when he saw him so brave, he couldn't help but be jealous and hateful.

Chu Wenyu saw Sun Xiaocui staring at Fu Qingyun intently, and said sourly: "This dead duck can still grow hair." ”

Sun Xiaocui sneered, noncommittal. She saw Fu Qingyun holding a cane, his appearance was handsome and majestic, and his bearing was awe-inspiring, and she glanced at Chu Wenyu again, and saw that his palm-sized little face had a jealous look, which was even more shallow, and she couldn't help but secretly slander herself.

Cui Zishan jumped up with a carp, his face was embarrassed, his left hand slowly brushed the falling purple hair, his face showed a hint of playfulness, and said, "I really underestimate you." ”

Fu Qingyun's expression was indifferent, not reserved or boastful. He knew that he was just lucky to have the upper hand, and in terms of strength, he was not a little worse than Cui Zishan.

"Take me another sword and try it. Cui Zishan shook his long sword, picked up a few sword flowers, and strode over, with a string of red and black qi, and went straight to Fu Qingyun.

Cui Zishan has maintained a chic and calm appearance since he appeared, but who knew that he had lost his dignity just now, which made him very angry, so this sword moved with real fire and anger.

Seeing the long sword coming through the air, Fu Qingyun shouted, penetrated the iron staff, and made a move "Hidden Dragon Tengyuan" to meet Cui Zishan.

"Bang!" Fu Qingyun only felt that a heavy force like a mountain was pressed down violently, wave after wave, his body shook and fell, and he stepped back five or six steps before he stabilized his position.

Cui Zishan fell to the ground lightly and steadily, with a dashing flick of his purple hair, and a hint of a playful sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Fu Qingyun's arms were sore, and his hands trembled slightly, but his expression was still as calm as water, and he endured the tumbling of blood in his chest, and swallowed a mouthful of blood in his mouth.

"Don't fight hard!" Chu Ge Lao shouted anxiously. He was slapped by Cui Zishan, and his injury was not light, and Chu Wenjing held him on the sidelines with one hand to watch the game.

Fu Qingyun nodded slightly, but there was a different plan in his heart. He has practiced the "Great Light Sutra" for more than a year, and he has not yet fought with people to the death, what is his strength, he has no bottom in his heart, he just fought hard, and he just weighed his own depth.

"It seems that the internal force is still a big step behind, and it can't exert the fierce power of the 'Overlord Nine Style'. Fu Qingyun thought about it in his heart, glanced at the little beast beside him, the iron rod trembled, and pounced on it again.

Cui Zishan didn't dare to be sluggish anymore, and ran the "Golden Crow Divine Skill", and people followed the sword to break through the air and kill, and as soon as he made a move, it was a killing move.

The iron rod and the long sword were separated by a touch, and the head of the staff spun sharply and slid towards Cui Zishan's chest.

Cui Zishan will give him another chance to show calmly, he suffered a loss from Fu Qingyun's moves, he was already prepared, and there was room when he took out the sword. I saw that his body turned slightly to the left, let go of the iron staff, and his left palm quickly struck out, slapping Fu Qingyun's ribs.

Fu Qingyun completely released his divine thoughts, and he could see the incoming momentum of his moves clearly. Seeing Cui Zishan's left palm, he hurriedly returned to the staff to block, "Bang!" The two fought hard again.

Cui Zishan used all his strength with this palm, Fu Qingyun could withstand the power of the palm, and was beaten so that he even fell out with a cane, and before the person landed, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Qingyun!" Chu Tiangui, Song Wantong and others shouted in unison.

Cui Zishan's body twisted, and before Fu Qingyun could land, he had already raised his sword and swept up, and the blade of the sword carried a string of black rays, stabbing at Fu Qingyun's chest like lightning.

Fu Qingyun was in the air, there was no way to avoid it, and in the crisis, he hurriedly raised his breath and swung his staff, and once again took a hard sword, his body fell sharply backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Fu Qingyun's figure had not yet stood firm, and the long sword stabbed again, and the cold evil qi went straight to his chest.

"Ahh

Chu Tiangui and the two pavilion elders around him each held weapons and pounced, but they could keep up with Cui Zishan's speed.

Seeing that the blade of the sword was less than half an inch away from his chest, if he changed to another person, he would lose his balance in his body and be hit by the opponent's internal force again and again, and he would probably be powerless to return to the sky.

But at this moment, Fu Qingyun's eyes widened widely, and his body slid to the right side in an incredibly strange posture, and with the help of his powerful divine sense, he slid past the edge of the sword blade with a slight difference.

The "Great Light Sutra" anti-qi technique, the shape rotates with the qi, allowing him to forcibly urge the internal force of the true qi to change the posture of the body at the moment when his life was hanging by a thread, avoiding the sword that must be killed.

Of course, this is also because Cui Zishan's sword is not fast enough, if Cui Fa is replaced, Fu Qingyun will not be able to avoid it no matter what.

As soon as he slid past the edge of the sword, Fu Qingyun raised his left hand and pointed a finger.

A trace of purple light swept through, and Fu Qingyun's fingers were like a purple lightning thought.

This finger infused him with all his true qi.

When he was already falling sharply, he condensed all the remaining strength in his body, used the method of golden spider coiling silk, gathered qi into silk, and pointed to Cui Zishan's right wrist.

This purple electric glow is unique to Fu Qingyun's true qi, because his true qi contains the aura of heaven and earth, and the gold is incomparably precious.

Fu Qingyun knew that his internal strength was a big step behind Cui Zishan, and his true qi could not penetrate Cui Zishan's qi at all, he only hoped that he could use the technique of controlling qi to condense all his true qi into a trace to see if he could have a chance to penetrate the opponent's qi barrier.

This is what Fu Qingyun has already calculated in his heart, just waiting for the opportunity, when Cui Zishan thinks that he is sure to win and his defense is lax, he will break out and attack, so as to hit with one blow.

Gathering qi into silk can instantly increase the strength of internal force, but it must be hit with one hit, otherwise it will definitely die in the face of a strong opponent. Because when the two sides fight, the body, shape, and intention are highly coordinated, and the offense and defense are combined, at this time, all the true qi is condensed into a first-line attack on the opponent, and then it is too much to retreat and defend. Therefore, until the critical moment, I dare not use this killer weapon easily.

The index finger just hit Cui Zishan's wrist, and the purple light flashed.

Cui Zishan's body trembled, his complexion suddenly changed greatly, and he felt that a steelwire-like pure true qi pierced his body, and the true qi in his body suddenly stagnated.

"Kangkang!" Just as he pointed out, Fu Qingyun shouted.

Kang Kang and his heart were connected, and when he heard the sound, his legs kicked and shot like lightning, and a pair of long teeth stabbed at Cui Zishan's chest.

Cui Fa, who was standing on the sidelines, had not yet figured out the situation, and the long teeth of the little beast had pierced Cui Zishan's chest deeply.

"Ahh

Chu Tiangui and the two pavilion elders who rushed to the rescue happened to rush to Fu Qingyun's side at this time, and when they saw the scene in front of them, they were so surprised that they grew their mouths, never expected that Fu Qingyun would not only escape death, but also seriously injure Cui Zishan.

Cui Fa screamed, his body shook, and suddenly flashed in front of Cui Zishan, and quickly clicked on several big holes in front of Cui Zishan, looking frightened.

"You—give me death!" Cui Fa turned around, the momentum on his body suddenly skyrocketed, his eyes spewed murderous anger, and the majestic internal force rolled like a mountain, overwhelming mountains and seas to crush all around, and a strong killing intent enveloped the audience.

Everyone felt that the air was shaking rapidly, the heavens and the earth were shaking with his scream, and their hearts were swaying, and no one could describe its perversion and horror.

"Protect Qingyun!" Chu Tiangui was the first to wake up from the shock and dodged in front of Fu Qingyun.

Chu Wenjing and the others shouted in unison, and they all pulled out their weapons and surrounded Chu Tiangui and Fu Qingyun.

The five pavilion elders jumped out first, and swung their swords forward in the face of the stormy waves, moving forward, with a tragic and desolate momentum.

"Bang!" the air exploded, and figures flew over.

The five pavilion elders bore the brunt of the attack, like a kite with a broken string, falling from the sky at high speed.

Cui Fa leaned over and picked up Cui Zishan and swept towards the Crescent Lake. Cui Zishan's injuries are critical, how dare Cui Fa delay.

The fallen leaves in the field are still flying in the sky like wind and clouds.