Chao Qingqiu only made two swords hurt Bei Ming, and as soon as the third sword came out, it attracted everyone's attention, even the cloud saints were staring at this sword.

The time when Chao Qingqiu entered the Canghai Realm was the shortest one among all the Canghai realms present, and his combat power was the strongest one, and he took out his sword, even a saint might be able to see something.

After the sword qi that had previously filled the sky was handed out by this third sword, only the sword qi on the sword body remained.

All things are one.

This sword pierced out, and the heavens and the earth were clear!

In front of everyone's eyes, they saw that the huge Kunpeng appeared in the sky again, and Chao Qingqiu's sword became extremely huge, I don't know how long it was thousands of miles, no one could see the hilt clearly, only the sword body.

There is a saying in ancient books that a sword immortal has a sword, and the qi is tens of thousands of miles long, and when Liuxiang was the strongest, a sword had 80,000 miles.

Chao Qingqiu and Liu Xiang are higher or lower, and they are not praised, but Chao Qingqiu's sword, if he does it with all his strength, the sword qi can always be tens of thousands of miles.

This sword that appeared between heaven and earth this time was composed of sword qi.

Chao Qingqiu's killing power is the first in the world, and the sword qi contained in this sword is also the only one in the world, if it weren't for the big demon of the Canghai Realm in front of him, I am afraid that the rest of the people will have their liver and gallbladder shattered just by feeling this sword qi.

This sword is invincible.

When the Kunpeng spreads its wings, a strong wind rises.

The sea was already rough, and this strong wind made the sea turbulent, and such a scene could not be created without the sea.

People who are lucky enough to see this battle are all extremely lucky, in the past, the battle of Canghai was not easy to happen, in the past six thousand years, after the relationship between the demon land and the mountains and rivers eased, even if there was occasional friction, there has never been a battle between the monks of the Canghai realm, except for Chao Qingqiu several times to go to the demon land and fight with the big demon over there.

Even so, Chao Qingqiu has almost no bystanders every time he fights, and there are very few people who naturally know what kind of movement the monks of the Canghai Realm will make when they fight, and now Chao Qingqiu is fighting with this Canghai Great Demon, but they are really in front of everyone's eyes, although they are hindered by their own realm cultivation, they are destined not to see anything subtle, but just these small side branches are also good.

Canghai, the three religions say to be saints, swordsmen say to be sword immortals, and demon soil is said to be big demons.

But after all, it's all a sea.

The highest state that can be reached in this world is the sea.

Chao Qingqiu's sword stabbed at Dapeng, and many feathers fell over the North Sea, and there was also a lot of blood spilled.

This big demon who has just stepped into the sea is not Chao Qingqiu's opponent.

Even Du Sheng and Chang Sheng, who have been saints for many years, are so jealous of Chao Qingqiu, and this big demon who has just stepped into the sea is not Chao Qingqiu's opponent, and everyone present knows about this matter, just to see when he is defeated.

To put it bluntly, it is how many swords can be held under Chao Qingqiu.

Chao Qingqiu's sword dissipated between heaven and earth, and the Dapeng was already wounded everywhere, it was coiled in the sky, and there was no sadness or joy in its eyes.

Chao Qingqiu carried the sword, thinking about when to hand out another sword.

His demeanor was the same as always, and there was no blood in a white robe, and in this battle between the seas, Chao Qingqiu had never even been injured.

Du Sheng in the clouds said indifferently: "Today's Chaoqingqiu is not like when he walked into the sea. ”

Chang Sheng told the truth in one word, "After he became a sea, he never stopped, he fought with the big demon many times, and it is beneficial not to die, after all these years, it is naturally too strong to speak." ”

This is a fact, and there is nothing to say.

Du Sheng didn't say anything more, since he had become holy, it was rare to make a move once in so many years, where would he walk on the edge of death like Chao Qingqiu.

The killing power is not as good as that of the sword immortal, which is understandable.

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A birdsong resounded between heaven and earth, but it sounded a little sad.

Feng Quan turned around and left expressionlessly, Qing Tianjun looked complicated and sighed.

Chao Qingqiu seems to have only produced three swords, but the things contained in them are no less than ordinary people who have produced thousands of swords.

Therefore, the last sword pierced everything, and a sword pierced Beiming's chest.

Leaving a huge hole.

Beiming looked down at the hole in his chest, a little sad, the expression on his face was very light, and finally he looked at Chao Qingqiu and asked, "We are the same people?"

Chao Qingqiu stood in mid-air and replied, "We are the same people. ”

Kita meditated for a moment and sighed, "You seem to be going to be more difficult, I'm going to be free." ”

Chao Qingqiu frowned and said indifferently, "You should have felt guilty. ”

Beiming shook his head and said: "I'm going to die soon, guilt or not, in fact, it has nothing to do with me, in the last time, emotions are always very real." ”

Chao Qingqiu sighed with emotion, "This world is not good. ”

Beiming nodded, he agreed with Chao Qingqiu's point of view, and he said, "It's up to you to change." ”

Chao Qingqiu stopped talking, and he didn't know if he agreed with this sentence, he walked down into the air and disappeared.

Today's sword to kill a big demon is enough.

Beiming looked at Chao Qingqiu and then looked at Qingtianjun after he disappeared, with some nostalgia in his eyes, "After I die, the body will naturally sink into the North Sea, which is beneficial to the clansmen, if someone else comes to snatch it, you watch it for me." ”

Qingtianjun thought for a while and said directly: "I will stay in Beihai for a year." ”

One year, that's enough.

This year is enough time for its corpse to completely dissipate between heaven and earth.

Beiming nodded, then fell on his back, in the air, his body first turned into a roc, and then when he was about to approach the sea, he turned into a kun, the body rolled down into the north sea, huge waves were everywhere, some big ships that had not had time to go far were overturned by the waves, and the sea was in a mess.

It's starting to rain.

The rain is as red as blood, this is the sigh of heaven and earth for the passing of a sea.

It is recorded in ancient books that there have been many times in the past six thousand years, so no one is surprised, most of them are still immersed in the last sword of Chao Qingqiu, and a few monks on the high mountain have already broken through the realm.

Although it is not in the same vein as a swordsman, after all, it is a monk in the Canghai realm who produces a sword, and after being fortunate enough to see it, it will also be beneficial to other monks.

Many people began to have a new understanding of swordsmen in their hearts, but they did not put it into words.

Zenzi stood in the corridor of the pavilion, listening to the sound of the rain hitting the tiles, his expression was flat, and he solemnly saluted the sky, which was his heartfelt admiration for Chao Qingqiu.

This red rain is the first time he has seen it, although he has seen it in ancient books before, but it is not the same as what he has seen with his own eyes.

In one day, the Kun monk became a great demon and died here.

Zenzi began to whisper the Sutra of the Past Lives.

Gu Yuan lay on the railing and talked to Song Pei.