Qiyu gritted his teeth, stabilized his state of mind, and said hatefully:

"Habitat?"

The wind suddenly rose, the sword intent was clear, and the swordsman with the back box didn't want to say more, and suddenly slashed towards Qiyu is sword. This sword has the ruthless style that a box guest should have, and the sword is not like a sword, but more like a swordsman's brutal one-force reduction of ten meetings.

Qiyu, who was in a chaotic mood, could only rely on instinct and block with a sword.

With a bang, the hard tooth stone ring under Qiyu's feet cracked, and the old man in Tsing Yi directly sank a point, as if slightly embedded in the ring.

The sword of the back box is fierce, but the sword is chic, and after a sword, it has fallen in the distance like a fallen leaf. The comparison between before and after, like a surging wave returning to the deep sea.

The crack under his feet spread far away Qi Yu's qi and blood were surging at this time, and a fishy sweet smell appeared in his throat, so he couldn't hold back and didn't spit out that mouthful of blood.

The box bearer glanced at the old man's miserable appearance, and he didn't have the heart to take out his sword again, put the sword into the sheath, turned around and prepared to leave.

At this moment, an old voice sounded from behind the swordsman with a back box:

"Wait. ”

Qi Yu was full of sword intent and restrained, and after his mood was confused, he suddenly had the meaning of returning to the basics. A body of sword intent is stored in more than an inch of the body, not domineering, nor publicized. The old man opened his mouth softly, as if talking to himself

"It's here for you, and it should be that the stronger you are, the happier you are...... Why are you scared? shouldn't you ......?"

Above the dragon waterfall, the dragon groaned suddenly, like a long dragon crossing the waterfall, to go to the sky. On the ring, the thick sword qi seemed to rise suddenly, and the silk sword qi gathered into a thick pillar, winding and walking like a dragon snake, and the dragon and snake swam or coiled up, guarding the old man in it, and the momentum was amazing like a god for a while.

Deep in it, Qi Yu, who was like the Lord of the Dragons, shook his head to himself:

"Against the enemy in the same realm, the gap should not be so big, and the spirit should not be so low......"

The old man's white hair was flying, his strength was accumulating, his eyes were bright, and he suddenly shouted:

"Kill the cold sword master, please take the sword of decay seriously!"

The swordsman kept his eyes on Qiyu, not interrupting the old man's momentum. This sword does have some weight.

The swordsman with no more expressions sighed softly and sighed:

"As a swordsman, Qiyu can be described as amazingly talented. ”

The swordsman holding the hilt of the long sword in his hand, the long sword was in the sheath of his waist, and the swordsman was bowing his waist and gathering momentum, and he felt a little regretful and sad in his heart. Under the ghostly face, the swordsman muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear:

"Take me as a stone and sharpen the way of the sword. I won't stop the other two from breaking the border, but you, no. ”

"Broken. ”

A flash of lightning rushed suddenly, and everything in the realm of passing through was avoided, killing the dragon when encountering the dragon, and killing the snake when encountering the snake!

Qi Yu's body was already in the general trend, and the old man had already brewed a peak sword, but under that electric light, he completely became a papier-mâché tiger, and was all shattered mercilessly!

Just like the red light pierced the whole audience in the last game, the difference was that the electric light incarnated by the swordsman on the back box was completely arrogant, blatantly running over a large area of the ring, and plowing a huge ravine in the ring. All the visions on Qiyu's side were all wiped out in an instant, and all the rings were full of smoke and dust, and Ouyang Gong, as the overseer, couldn't see the situation on the field clearly for a while, and hurriedly dispersed the smoke and dust with his mighty spiritual power.

On the sidelines, the other two southern old sword immortals all stood up, and even Lei Zhengze, who was not at ease, suddenly grabbed the handle of the seat, leaned forward slightly, and opened his eyes wide.

After all, no one understands the character of the swordsman on the backbox, and he is on the field

No one can guarantee what will happen. The two sword immortals in the south who couldn't rest assured had even slightly grasped the hilt of their swords, and if something went wrong with their old friends, they would definitely not stand idly by.

The smoke and dust cleared, and everyone saw the shocking scene in the field. The huge ravine ploughed all the way to the old man, and stopped a few inches in front of the old man. In the ravine, the swordsman with the back box stood suspended in the air, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the center of Qiyu's eyebrows. Under the ghostly face, those eyes returned to their solemn appearance, and his voice was cold, which was particularly harsh to Qiyu's ears:

"Are you still fighting?"

Are you still fighting...... What to fight?

Qiyu smiled bitterly and shook his head.

The pinnacle sword that he had an epiphany under high pressure was easily broken like this...... With that sword, Qi Yu asked himself if he could not advance, so he couldn't take any advantage, what face did he have to continue to stand here?

The swordsman took the sword at will, and returned to stand under the high platform, no longer looking at the old man who was a little lost in his soul, his eyes were already looking straight at the peerless giant sword that had been returned to the formal scabbard. This giant sword is what he came here for.

After a sword, he was actually a little uncomfortable. On the one hand, he pressed the realm, and on the other hand, he raised the sword intent to the highest, and the actual situation of the body was far less cloudy and light than the surface. Qi Yu just took the sword, the meaning has arrived, and the swordsman knows that if he lets this old guy use this sword to his heart's content, and then helps the beauty of adults, and pays a little more to take this sword, maybe the old man will be able to fight a half-step transformation. Luckily, it's not impossible to have a real small chemical habitat.

But the swordsman on the back box didn't do this favor, and even deliberately suppressed Qiyu's momentum, making Qiyu's sword heart dusty. After this battle, Qiyu's killing power may increase, but the time to break through the realm will inevitably go back a few years, and it can't be said that it will be completely unfathomable. The subtleties of it, without being in it, outsiders can't see it at all, and Qi Yu himself is limited by the realm, so he can only detect some clues, but he will soon be blinded by the illusion of increasing lethality.

The swordsman with the back box has long been determined, and he doesn't care if Li Tai'a ascends to the incarnation through his hands, but he will never let his mind come true only in this strange abundance.

After a momentary period of distraction, Qiyu quickly retracted his thoughts and stabilized himself. Naturally, he would not make the same mistake as Mrs. Li, and he was indeed convinced. The old man straightened his clothes, walked slowly to the swordsman with the back box, and stood respectfully under the high platform, intentionally or unintentionally half a step behind the ghost-faced swordsman beside him.

Lei Zhengze nodded at the two of them and said politely:

"Thank you two for your hard work, it's really exciting!"

After the polite ceremony, the middle-aged man with a mediocre appearance but the highest seat naturally put more eyes on the winner. Lei Zhengze smiled slightly:

"Killing the Cold Sword Master, congratulations. ”

The ghost-faced swordsman nodded slightly in acknowledgment and didn't say anything more.

"Alliance leader, the old man retreated first. Qi Yu bowed slightly and made the etiquette a full seat.

"Okay, old sword immortal, let's go rest first. "Normally, Lei Zhengze is also accustomed to smiling all over his face, but Lei Zhengze's respect will always make people feel a little flattering in it. When Lei Zhengzhi drew his sword before, he was like two people.

Qiyu looked at Lei Zhengze's smile, and the disdain in his heart was no longer the same as before, and the old man was inexplicably a little flustered. At first, he also felt that this sword conference was full of Lei Jiyuan's shadow, but now, it seemed that even this Lei family junior, who was known for his "uselessness" and "gentleness", he couldn't see it clearly.

Strode into the ring from Tianwen, and passed by Qiyu who left without saying hello

Phew, Qi Yu only thought that this sword idiot was bent on defeating the Firmament Light Sword, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

From Tianwen and the swordsman standing in the ring, Lei Zhengze finally jumped into the ring with the much-anticipated big sword, he looked at the two people around him with a smile and asked:

"Neither of you, do you need to take another break?"

On the left and right, Cong Tianwen and the swordsman on the back box all held their breath and did not answer, they were using their state to tell Lei Zhengze that the two were ready and could draw their swords at any time.

Lei Zhengze laughed and said loudly: "Okay, then I will take advantage of this cheapness!"

"In terms of realm, I am an absolute descendant of the rivers and lakes, and now I have only just stepped into the realm of Shenqi. So this time, it's all over the realm dragon leaping to the peak!"

Ouyang Gong pasted the talisman on everyone's body in the air, and then stepped back and stood in the isolation belt.

Lei Zhengze looked down at the clan sword in his hand, his father finally handed over the sword to him last night, which meant one thing.

Father's body does not allow him Lei Zhengzheng to continue to hide behind and pretend to be a gentleman, he must come forward to establish his prestige and provoke the burden of the family.

This is an exchange, the Lei family's Lei Jiyuan is replaced by Lei Zhengzhi, and the Lei family's strength is still not an absolute threat. On the contrary, if he continues to hide, even if the strength of the Lei family collapses completely, the consequence of being despised by others will be to be slaughtered.

"I changed my mind. ”

Lei Zhengze stretched out his left hand, fished it out at will, and grabbed all the talismans on the waists of the three people in the field, including himself.

"Uncle Gong, the Realm Talisman has been replaced with the Three Realms of Shenqi. ”

The arrogant aura on the middle-aged man's body was finally no longer suppressed, and his body was surging with purple lightning, and after tearing off the disguise, Lei Zhengze's realm climbed straight up, jumping all the way to the three realms of Shenqi at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Even there is purple light in his eyes, and Lei Zheng is like a demon god. When Lei Zhengze said this, Ouyang Gong was a little moved, as if he saw the man he followed back then.

I saw the middle-aged man with a strong figure and black hair dancing wildly, and said softly:

"You two, together. ”

The ghost-faced swordsman glanced at Cong Tianwen beside him, and also spit out a word:

"Get out. ”

In the sword box behind him, an even more sharp long sword was summoned, exuding demonic evil power all over his body.

The long sword in the back box swordsman's hand was replaced by the evil sword, and even the swordsman's own eyes turned into blood ink.

From the first time Tianwen took a step back on the way of the sword, silently rose into the air, and came to the side of the ring, but still did not completely withdraw from the ring. When the second long sword in the back box swordsman box was born, the old man was a little helpless:

"Weeping ......"

The magic sword wept, the previous masters were all devoured, and after the death, the resentment resided in the sword body, and so on, the evil power of the magic sword became more and more difficult to stop. The swordsman of the back box has always carried this magic sword behind him, and at this time, in connection with the killing style of the back box swordsman and what he has done for so many years, he must have been as deeply affected by his mental character as the previous sword masters.

The magic sword is blood-red, and the owner has also been turned into a demon.

The giant sword dome light, and the purple lightning Lei Zhengze himself is the incarnated demon god.

Just as Lei Zhengze and the swordsman were in tension, a cold voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, absorbing all their eyes on themselves.

The young man in the cheap mask announced his arrival without emotion, and his eyes were like ancient wells and deep pools:

"The north of the town is under the jurisdiction, the west gate is not confused, and all the guests of the East Cangjiang and Lakes are asked by the sword. ”