Jin Qiuhua roared angrily.

Immediately, it was the killer move of the Bishan Sword Formation.

Seven people began to move rapidly in position, and then, appearing to stand in a huge circle. As soon as they stood still, they held their swords in their hands, and their bodies spun rapidly.

The internal force around their bodies turned into a whirlwind, bringing their bodies into the air.

The dust on the ground was all rolled up, like seven tornadoes rising from the ground, and the momentum was terrifying.

When Zhang Qingshan saw this scene, he couldn't help but be vigilant.

Because he felt a strong pressure from it.

I feel like I'm being targeted by a poisonous snake.

The murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and the Cold Star Sword shook suddenly, and without waiting for Jin Qiuhua and the others' sword formation to take shape, he directly rose from the ground and stabbed at them.

"Huh?"

The sword qi gushed out, directly stabbing Jin Qiuhua.

However, Zhang Qingshan immediately felt that the sword qi was directly rebounding back, as if it was stabbed on the original Lin Buyi Golden Bell Jar.

He raised his eyebrows, his body turned sharply, and he directly gave up Jin Qiuhua, turned around, and shot at the other six.

"Boom!Boom......"

He stabbed six swords in a row.

The sword aura was swirling, and each sword was stabbed on the bodies of the other six gods. A crisp sound erupted.

However, every sword was rebounded, and even the internal force outside their bodies could not be broken.

Zhang Qingshan hurriedly fell back to the ground, and immediately saw that the tornado rising from Jin Qiuhua and the others actually began to merge into one at this moment.

The seven tornadoes directly combined into a huge whirlwind, and the internal force of the seven people was one, and the power suddenly skyrocketed, and the next moment, the whirlwind directly turned into a giant sword.

The giant sword is shining with golden light, and the brilliance is flowing, like the birth of a divine sword.

"One sword breaks ten thousand laws!"

"Zhang Qingshan, I want you to die without a ......," Jin Qiuhua's voice roared angrily in mid-air.

"Break the red dust!"

Zhang Qingshan felt a huge crisis, and he didn't wait for Jin Qiuhua to finish speaking, and started directly.

A sword broke through the air, and a terrifying momentum erupted from his body.

A giant sword bigger than Jin Qiuhua and the others manifested.

The sword comes out, cutting off the red dust and the past.

"Boom!"

Zhang Qingshan slashed out the giant sword, with a monstrous sound, and the terrifying momentum, like a wave, spread out in all directions.

The giant sword that Jin Qiuhua and several people manifested together was directly smashed.

The brilliance dissipated, and Jin Qiuhua and the others fell to the ground.

"Heavenly Sword Sword Intent, you actually got the inheritance of the Heavenly Sword Old Man?" Jin Qiuhua spat blood from his mouth, he was already injured in the abdomen, and now he was covered in wounds, his clothes were bursting, and he fell to the ground and couldn't move, but his face was incredible, and he shouted frantically on the ground.

The other six people also fell to the ground and were injured at this moment, but they were slightly stronger than Jin Qiuhua.

But all of them were dead.

Just now, their swords have been stabbed.

In the end, it was not low.

The Heavenly Sword Heavenly Providence is indeed strong, but it has not yet reached the point of crushing the Bishan Sword Formation.

The only possibility is Zhang Qingshan, who has already entered the first-class at a young age.

Top-notch!

In the entire Northland Martial Arts, how many first-class ones are there?

Although they put out a sword formation and can compete with first-class, after all, among them, they are all second-rate, and none of them really enter the first-class.

At the moment, they were beaten by a teenager last year, which made it difficult for them to accept.

Zhang Qingshan took a deep breath and ignored Jin Qiuhua at all.

As soon as he cut off the red dust, he began to use the mental method to restore his internal strength. Although he was not injured, the domineering sword intent of Broken Hongchen directly drained his internal strength.

Now Jin Qiuhua and the others seem to be injured, but they are not dead.

He had to hurry up and recover some of his internal strength, and then kill them.

Chop the grass to get rid of the roots, he is not the soft-hearted Zhang Qingshan at the beginning.

Now at this time, he has formed a mortal enmity with the Bishan Sword Sect, and the result of his softness can only be to kill himself.

"Zhang Qingshan, what are you waiting for? kill us!"

"Is it because you're running out of internal strength?"

"Yan Zhiqing, what are you still hiding, get out!" Jin Qiuhua roared.

......

Jin Qiuhua looked like crazy, blood spurted out of his mouth, and his injuries were serious, but his eyes were shining because he saw hope.

Zhang Qingshan's eyelids jumped violently, and his heart immediately became nervous, yes! There is also Yan Zhiqing!

"Wow!"

Yan Zhiqing suddenly burst out of the darkness.

With a long sword in his hand, he walked towards Zhang Qingshan step by step.

"Yan Zhiqing, kill him quickly!"

"Yes, kill him, and when I return to the sect, I will immediately ask for credit for you!" the other six people also began to shout.

Yan Zhiqing's face was overjoyed, he came to Zhang Qingshan's side and directly raised his long sword.

At this time, Zhang Qingshan's internal strength has not recovered much at all, let alone fighting with Yan Zhiqing, it is difficult to dodge.

Crisis!

Zhang Qingshan felt that the crisis of death was coming.

He tried to open the system interface and upgrade points, and there were only twenty-four points.

There are simply not enough thirty points to restore the internal force. The cheats have also run out.

What to do?

He stared at Yan Zhiqing, looked at him, and raised his sword!

"Die!" Yan Zhiqing looked hideous and roared.

The sword stabbed out fiercely.

There is no solution to the Buddha.

There is no way to avoid it.

However, just when Yan Zhiqing's sword was about to pierce into his body.

It dawned on him.

Without internal strength, can you only wait for death?

In the system, I have fought so many times with my simulated self, and I have practiced in vain?

"Poof!"

The sword stabbed Zhang Qingshan.

The blade sank into the abdomen and pierced through the back.

Yan Zhiqing pulled out his sword suddenly, and the blood suddenly rolled down.

"Elder Jin, Zhang Qingshan was ...... by me Poof!" Before Yan Zhiqing finished speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and then saw that a sword pierced into his body, and then spun rapidly.

Blood was left like a stream, his eyes widened, and he wanted to fight back, but a huge force suddenly came from his chest, and his body was kicked away.

"I ...... I ......" Yan Zhiqing roared unwillingly, but he had no strength to move.

This sword not only pierced his body, but also made a large hole in his chest, and his internal organs were shattered.

Jin Qiuhua raised his head with difficulty, saw Zhang Qingshan, pulled out the sword in his abdomen, and then walked step by step.

Suddenly, his face was as dead as ashes, and he stopped talking.

He knew that today he would surely die.

Zhang Qingshan walked in front of Jin Qiuhua with difficulty.

Directly raised the sword and stabbed it.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed, and several people in black leaped in from the night.

Zhang Qingshan's pupils contracted violently, and the terrifying sense of crisis was like a breath of cold air, rushing straight to his head from the soles of his feet.

One of the black people was the man in black that he saw in Chen's mansion that night.

At this moment, a stalk flew in and appeared in his hand. The target is Zhang Qingshan.