A sword that fell from the sky.

The invisible internal force fluctuations magnified the sword a hundred times, and the power was infinite, and the sword intent of the heavy sword was even more devastating, as if the coercion of heaven and earth, tearing through the air in an instant, and smashing a huge pit on the snow.

This trick was learned by Gu Qingci from Qin Keqing, and Qin Keqing had mentioned to him at that time that his sword intent was very heavy, and he could match the speed, and the power might be greater.

When he just rose into the air, he suddenly thought that the heavy sword sword intent combined with the sharp speed was comparable to an invincible hidden weapon, the power was strong, but it was unexpected, and the effect of attacking it was also very obvious.

Gu Qingci's light skills are Wudang Tiyunzong.

This Wudang Tiyun is one of the most legendary, the left foot steps on the right foot, the right foot steps on the left foot can borrow strength, even if it is not the innate realm, it can achieve the innate effect, as the winter wind slowly falls, the white Confucian robe is not stained, and the surrounding internal force fluctuates, whistling in the very subtleties.

Murong Luo has been seriously injured, but people are about to die, and returning to the light can also pull people back, he snorted, and his whole body was full of energy, forcing out the internal force in the dantian, including the qi and blood that he did not cherish.

The thick internal force accumulated after decades of cultivation came out of his body, and the majestic turbulence of the internal force lines seemed to be dancing wildly, and a lot of blood was forced out of the corners of his eyes, and the surrounding snowflakes were rolled up, constantly rotating, forming a snowball, which became bigger and bigger, and there was a chair-sized between two or three breaths, blocking him, and he could only see a pair of legs, and his feet sank into the snow.

"Brother Gu, kill him quickly, he wants to fight for his life!"

Wu Kui roared loudly from behind, he knew that Murong Luo had already given up, thinking about pulling people on his back in the end, a covered qi realm martial artist would fight for his life, and the injury would definitely make Gu Qingci eat a pot.

Gu Qingci's eyes condensed, he raised his hand slightly, held the jade bone sword, and swung towards the snowball, the sword qi cut through the solidified cold air, and the snowflakes broke off, revealing an incision in the snowflakes in the sky, and this incision instantly fell on Murong Luo's snowball. Murong Luo's feet shook, and the snowball exploded.

This snowball gathered the snow from Murong Luo's radius for several battles, and fell out of a yellow sand. This snowball exploded, drowning Murong Luo's entire person in the flying snowflakes, dense, extremely dense, and there was no human figure.

Gu Qingci didn't care about it, he rushed over with his sword, carrying countless wind and snow, as subtle as yellow sand, fluctuating around him, the long sword was pointing, invincible, a sword stabbed out, breaking everything!

"Bang"

Murong Luo fell to the ground again.

Gu Qingci slammed on the ground, and the whole person was like an arrow from the string, and then fell instantly, holding the sword in both hands, and plunged towards Murong Luo's head.

Murong Luo's eyes widened, the other injured eye, the pupil directly sunken, only a ball of flesh and blood, he tried his best to roll over and dodge the attack, the long sword was inserted into his cheek, leaving a trace of blood.

Gu Qingci squatted on the ground, and the jade bone sword slashed straight out, this move was simple and clear!

Wind and thunder!

The sword went into the flesh, and then the bones were broken, all in an instant.

With a bang, Murong Luo's arm was broken and flew into the sky.

An extremely terrifying bloody mouth appeared on Murong Luo's shoulder, blood gushed out like a fountain, the injury was inexhaustible, he howled in pain, and at this moment, a seven-seven fast horse suddenly rushed over, it was a Xianbei man, riding a horse and galloping, suddenly flew out of the horse, and slashed at Gu Qingci with a big knife.

That Xianbei man was a first-class martial artist, he broke through the air with one sword, used all his internal strength, and looked extremely cold in the cold air, and he yelled hysterically: "Leader, I will drag him, you run away!"

Gu Qingci turned his head and glanced at the Xianbei warrior, his eyes moved, and the long sword stabbed out, directly stabbing the Xianbei man's chest, and blood sprayed out.

To Gu Qingci's surprise, the Xianbei martial artist suddenly grabbed the jade bone sword, smiled fiercely at him, and directly stabbed it hard-

The long sword pierced the body of the Xianbei warrior.

The distance between Gu Qingci and the Xianbei warrior was only one sword hilt, taking advantage of Gu Qingci's surprise, he stretched out his rough arms, hugged Gu Qingci tightly, and shouted: "Leader, ...... quickly"

At this point, blood was blocked in his throat, and it came out frantically, making him speechless, but with a smile on his face.

That smile seemed to be engraved in Gu Qingci's mind, lingering, he trembled all over, trying to break free, but he was actually restrained for a while, and he couldn't break free!

"Ah...... Duanmu!"

Murong Luo let out a long howl of pain, grabbed the horse that his subordinates desperately sent, glanced at Gu Qingci with cruel and hateful eyes, and didn't say anything, turned over on the horse, unaware of the sweet taste between his lips and tongue, and before his consciousness fell into confusion, he picked up a knife on the ground, broke the wind and slashed again.

This knife slashed on the horse's buttocks, and an extremely deep blood wound suddenly appeared.

The horse was frightened and rushed forward in frenzy.

............

Gu Qingci naturally saw Murong Luo fleeing, but he was desperately bound by the Xianbei man in front of him, his eyes were cold, Jiuyang internal force came out, and the majestic internal force rushed to his face, colliding violently with the Xianbei man's body, however, under this force, the Xianbei man actually hugged him to death.

"Bang"

The two arms suddenly flew out in a ten-finger interlocking position and landed on the snow.

Gu Qingci was relieved, looked at the Xianbei martial artist in front of him, and found that this person had already died of anger, but the only thought before death supported his body to do so, even if his arm was broken alive now, it was still in that position.

Gripping the hilt of the sword, he pulled it hard, and came out of the body of the Xianbei warrior.

Taking a deep look at the Xianbei warrior who fell to the ground, Gu Qingci turned his head and looked coldly at Murong Luo, who was already unconscious and had fled away by the big horse, he slowly raised his hand, and the jade bone sword was dragged by his right hand.

A palm was slapped out and struck on the hilt of the sword.

The sharp jade bone sword burst forward from his right hand, as if a feather arrow flew out, shooting an arc in the air, and because the speed was too fast, a milky white energy actually came out of his face.

This sword, without any hatred, unwillingness, anger or any other emotion, is simply killing, only cutting grass and roots, on the snow, the long sword crosses, rolling up the rolling snow waves, dodging in panic by the countless falling leaves on the snow cliff, forming a hollow.

The invisible sword is moving forward!

This sword messes up the snowfield!

As soon as the sword was sent out, Gu Qingci didn't look at Murong Luo anymore, but slowly lowered his head, picked up the pair of arms, regrouped them on the arms of the Xianbei martial artist, and said lightly to a horse thief in Qianli Village next to him: "Burial it!"

There was a loud bang, and an avalanche occurred out of nowhere, Gu Qingci raised his head and looked into the distance, and said lightly: "Jianghu, where is right and wrong, only the position is different!"