Du Qing stretched out his right hand and grasped the hilt of his sword in the cold wind.

With a choking sound, he pulled the sword from his sheath.

The sword was elongated, but extremely heavy...... The lines are smooth but not beautiful, the blade is not bright, it is simple, and it is an authentic sword used to kill.

Du Qing held the sword in one hand and rushed towards Kunlun.

His speed was getting faster and faster, and he was about to turn into a black shadow.

The afterimage behind the black shadow is the shadow of the sword. Du Qing kept the sword in its original form, smooth and simple to the extreme.

Probably because of ...... He wanted to perform the simplest swordsmanship.

Because he firmly believes that the simplest is the strongest.

Obviously, he is still a few feet away from Kunlunke. But the sword momentum in his face had already appeared in advance.

It's a straight rush, then a sweep, and then a diagonal lift...... Finally, the slash.

Du Qing is ready to do this.

He knew that Kunlun Ke could see that he was going to do this.

He wanted to know how Kunlun would pick up. If Kunlun Ke really took this sword, then he believed that his opportunity had come.

Kunlun Ke did not choose to take Du Qing's long-standing sword, nor did he choose to avoid the sword for the time being...... As a strong man who has been killed in the sea of corpses and blood, what he is best at is melee combat, where can he be afraid of this simple and powerful sword power?

Earlier, he said that he had not used his most powerful means.

At this point he finally moved.

He stood on the stage...... Closing his eyes, his hands that were still bleeding stretched out into the cold night breeze, and the Qi power in the sea erupted out, and immediately merged into the surrounding heaven and earth.

Beside him, a blood-colored military flag stood.

It was the battle flag of the Kunlun Ke.

The military flag fluttering slowly in the wind, as if hearing the military order, suddenly tensed, dancing uneasily in front of the courtyard gate, like a monster that wants to break free from the chain and fight in front of the battle!

Before Kunlun Ke entered, the military flag was deeply inserted into the stone ground, and several stone cracks were shaken out next to the flagpole, at this time, the military flag danced restlessly, the flagpole kept shaking and shaking, and those stone cracks on the ground suddenly became deeper and wider, spreading to the surroundings, looking like a spider

With a slight cracking sound, the stone ground under the flagpole burst open, the gravel flew everywhere, the military flag struggled out of the ground, roared, and a hurricane in front of the courtyard.

Pieces of blood flags torn to pieces by the wind fell.

In the low night clouds above the field, a terrifying roar sounded, and a dark shadow was faintly visible.

It's as if someone is walking with a sword in the clouds.

I didn't know that the military flag had been shattered, and only the flagpole was left roaring in the clouds.

He was sprinting on the cliff at this time, and there was only the figure of Kunlunke in his eyes, but at this moment, a trace of alarm suddenly appeared in his heart, and a fragment in the depths of the sea suddenly brightened.

Between the lightning and flint, his right foot stepped heavily on a rock protruding from the cliff wall, and forcibly twisted his body in the air, facing the direction of Kunlun Ke, the mighty qi in his body poured into his arms, and the heavy and sturdy Pu Sword danced in front of him into an impermeable sword flower, where the sword flower swept away, the stone dust flew wildly!

Suddenly, there was a big chaos, and a stick-like black shadow broke through the clouds, and fell to the cliff in an instant, extremely domineering and unreasonable, and slammed into the sword flower in front of him.

There was a loud bang.

Du Qing felt an irrepressible huge force, which passed down Pu Jian's body to his body.

His body was still in the air, and he was hit hard, and he fell sharply, and then accelerated to fall.

Du Qing stood up from the ground, wiped the blood from his lips, and looked at the dark stick that Kunlun Ke was holding in his hand, and his heart was extremely vigilant.

Kunlunke looked at him, his eyes narrowed, and he seemed to have noticed something very strange.

Du Qing asked, "What is this?"

Kunlun Ke said: "Gun." ”

Only the flagpole remained of the blood-colored military flag.

The flagpole is the gun.