Qi Yun's eyes were full of anger, and he glared at Xiao Qi angrily, "What if you dodge a blow, you still can't escape death!"

The cold ice sword in Qi Yun's hand flew out of his hand, turned into a white streamer, and slashed towards Xiao Qi at a rapid speed, this is not a martial arts method, but a category of the law path, the sword is sacrificed, the speed of the attack will be faster, but while gaining speed, it will lose a bit of power accordingly.

The cold light shot out, the speed was extremely fast, Xiao Qi held the Flying Immortal Sword with both hands, and slashed out a sword qi.

The sword qi knocked the opponent's flying sword away.

"Whew!"

The cold ice sword cut off several big trees around him, and hovered in the air and slashed at Xiao Qi again, Xiao Qi stepped on the dragon step and flashed to the side.

After dodging several blows in a row, Xiao Qi's body jumped up again, like a nimble goshawk, flying lightly to the branch of a big tree more than ten meters away, and said with a smile:

"It seems that your sword skills are nothing more than that, and if there is no other means to save your life, you will be honored to be the first fugue monk to die at my hands."

Xiao Qi's face was vaguely revealed, people don't offend me, I don't offend people, and these guys from the Qi family don't have to be polite in the future, as for this Qi Yun, Xiao Qi is now mostly sure that he will be defeated or even killed.

After Qi Yun's qi and blood were greatly damaged, his expression was sluggish, and he was not as good as before. His strength weakened quickly, but he had no intention of withdrawing, and after the two of them had a good meal, his mana seemed to have been consumed too much.

"Suffer death, I should let you know how good I am!"

Xiao Qi stepped on the dragon footwork, with an illusory afterimage, and stepped forward as fast as possible, the strange thing was that Qi Yun in the weak position not only did not panic, but suddenly reflected the cold light in his eyes.

"Boy, this is the opportunity I was waiting for!"

A loud explosion sounded in Qi Yun's body, and several small blood holes suddenly exploded from his chest and limbs, and his qi exploded violently, obviously urging a secret method of self-harm, and in an instant, his breath returned to its peak state.

Even the divine thoughts recovered, and a wave of pressure from the powerhouses of the fugue period pressed towards Xiao Qi, Qi Yun's divine thoughts, with the characteristics of his cultivation exercises, this was a cold coldness, turning into an illusory ice snake and rushing into Xiao Qi's eyebrows and purple mansion.

Spirit Turtle Zhenhai is enough to protect the Purple Mansion Zhihai, but this is just defense, Xiao Qi wants not only defense, but also counterattack.

"Aang!"

In the purple mansion, the turtle turned into a dragon, and a dragon roared through the heavens and the earth.

A 10,000-zhang fire dragon manifested in Xiao Qi's Purple Mansion Xenodimensional space, and the fire dragon opened its mouth and spewed out a stream of crimson, magma-like viscous flames, directly incinerating the foreign invading ice snake.

At the same time, Xiao Qi suddenly exuded a dragon aura of the desolate fire dragon, and the dragon power was overwhelming and boundless.

Qi Yun was instantly pressed by this dragon power in his heart, his breath was almost stagnant, and while he was distracted, Xiao Qi slashed out with a sword, one sword was cut in two, flesh and blood flew sideways, Xiao Qi beheaded Qi Yun at the waist, and the scene was extremely bloody.

"You...... You're not a Xuanwu Soul!" Qi Yun, who was half-dying, raised his head and shouted intermittently.

"Hehe, master, I am a genius, and I have a supreme double life soul!"

Qi Yun lowered his head and fell dead.

Although the Divine Mind Dragon Power was only a short and instantaneous outburst, it overdrew almost half of Xiao Qi's spiritual power at this moment, Xiao Qi didn't dare to stay here for a long time, and put away the Flying Immortal Sword, and collected Qi Yun's storage bag and the spirit-level cold ice sword.

Xiao Qi's feet were pointed, and the people flew out like sharp arrows, leaving only Qi Yun's corpse in the barren forest.

Plop, pounce, a vulture flew in, circled in the air a few times, fell quickly, looked around vigilantly, and then began its gluttonous feast, the pointed beak pecked out of the human eye, swallowed directly, the sharp claws tore the fresh muscles.

Dozens of miles away, Xiao Qi found a dry stone cave, sat down cross-legged, and used the means of the spirit turtle to collect the breath to converge all the outward qi organs, he did not immediately swallow the spirit pill to restore the true yuan, but slowly recalled the feeling when Long Wei burst out just now.

At that moment, there was no fear in his heart, only a high fighting spirit, proud of the sky, as if he was the dragon god who dominated the vast earth.

Every time Long Wei burst out, Xiao Qi felt that his divine thoughts were more refined, his will was stronger, he had a deeper understanding of the moves he mastered, and he had a more perfect control of his physical qi and blood.

Gradually, Xiao Qi was silent in meditation, and the dragon-shaped soul in the purple mansion slowly turned into a figure, which was Xiao Qi's own appearance.

Suddenly, the shadow moved, and with a grasp of it, a long sword transformed by aura appeared in his hand, and the continuous sword moves were used by him like a cloud.

The aura on the sword is crystal clear, it is the aura of the water system, the tip of the sword is swaying, the phantom of a river tide, wave after wave, wave after wave, the river tide is surging, the waves are stormy, and the cycle is endless.

Among the sword moves, there are faintly a few styles that resemble the Ascending Dragon Fist, which is obviously a little different from the original Storm Sword Technique, but the power is even greater, and the sword moves are made to the profound and mysterious, and the strong man swings out with a sword, and the big waves are monstrous, and the Dao Dao sword qi in the wave tears the sky.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

The sound of a sword roar sounded in the cave, which was the sound caused by Xiao Qi's spirit falling into a meditative state and resonating with his divine thoughts.

In the midst of meditation, when the strong man was about to launch a stronger blow, he suddenly lost his strength, and the surging tide came to naught, and he fell like a meteor and smashed to the ground.

"Boil!"

Xiao Qi came back to his senses, his headache was splitting, his thoughts were almost dry, but his pale face showed joy, the meditation just now was an epiphany, recalling the sword trick in the meditation, and he felt a lot.

Xiao Qi swallowed a spirit pill at this time, and began to meditate to recover his true yuan and divine thoughts.

Outside the cave, it was dark, the sky was raining heavily, darkness enveloped everything, the wind and rain were constantly destroying the earth, and the fierce beasts were constantly roaring in the darkness.

Suddenly, a silver-white electric light slashed down, illuminating the heavens and the earth.

At this time, you can see a huge demon elephant rampaging through the forest, destroying everything in its way, and a black-winged lion flying in the heavy rain in the sky, both of which have the strength to be close to that of the Dharma Monk.

The lightning vanished, the heavens and the earth returned to darkness, and the storm and wind showed no signs of cease.

On such a night, almost all the monks who entered the secret realm did not dare to act without permission, and all found a safe place to lie quietly, Zhuang Yiting sat cross-legged on the soft couch, the formation was isolated from the wind and rain, she saw a fierce tiger constantly circling around the magic circle, obviously smelling her qi.

Fortunately, there was a formation to block it, and this tiger with a strength of the second and high level could not break through the formation to find its prey.

Zhuang Yiting looked nervously for a while, then put her mind at ease and lay down peacefully, covered with a white fox fur cloak.

Zhuang Yiting, who was about to fall asleep and rest, suddenly turned over and took out a piece of spiritual jade, which had a green bright spot on it.

About a hundred miles away from her, a girl in a beautiful black dress flew away in embarrassment, this woman's eyebrows flew obliquely, implying evil energy, one arm and half of the sleeves were gone, and the white arm was faintly black.

This woman is Mu Ling.

It was Su Qingyin's personal guard chosen for Zhuang Yiting, and even the iQue disciples in the Wind and Thunder Secret Realm did not dare to pack their tickets to walk on the ground, and if they were not careful, the iQue disciples would also have the possibility of falling.

Mu Ling encountered a group of fire-breathing poisonous insects in the secret realm, and almost fell under the poisonous fire of this group of poisonous insects, and finally got rid of this group of poisonous insects.

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

In front of the Wind Thunder Valley in the central area of the secret realm, a human head suddenly appeared in the hollow of a towering tree, and he looked ahead vigilantly, and a large snake the size of a bucket flowed up along the trunk of the tree in a circle.

The man glanced at the big snake, and the blue arc of lightning on his fingers suddenly appeared, "Crack!" slashed on the python, killing the first-order python with one blow.

"The ghost weather in the Wind and Thunder Secret Realm is really annoying, I hope that the lucky person from the outer door will continue to have good luck, don't be struck by thunder, don't fall into the mouth of the demon beast, and don't meet people with bad intentions, otherwise I, Wang Ping, will be busy in vain, and I will be buried with you!"

Wang Ping glanced around, looked at the unresponsive spirit jade in his hand, and then retracted back into the tree hole, the tree hole seemed to have an invisible cover, and the rain flowing on it slid away to the entrance of the cave and slid away.