Wu Daosheng had already learned the ghost mark of the man in black, its power was domineering, and it had a corrosive effect, it could break the true qi, and he didn't dare to make a hard connection, he had a little ground under his feet, and flew back to the rear, and at the same time, the yin and yang double swords in his hand did not stop for a moment, and instantly split out thirteen sword lights.

The man in black didn't look at the result, bent down and slapped his palms to the ground.

"Ghost Grave!"

The ground within a radius of dozens of zhang trembled, the gravel jumped, and the next moment, a gray-white mushroom cloud with a thickness of half a zhang burst out, directly devouring Wu Daosheng.

Feng Qing raised his brows and frowned, and was about to help.

But there was no need anymore, Wu Daosheng, who was holding the Yin and Yang Twin Swords, split the airflow barrier, stepped out, and slashed down with a volley, followed by the second sword, the third sword, and the fourth sword......

Thirty-eight swords were swung in a row, and each sword shadow was superimposed together, forming a huge sword gang, which drained the air in front of him, forming a vacuum state without resistance, increasing the slashing speed by more than three times, and thundering at the position where the man in black was.

Boom!

A deep crack was cut into the earth, and the nearby herb trees were all gone.

Feng Qingyang's eyes condensed slightly, what a terrifying attack, under this kind of attack, even if he passed the physique forging effect brought by the Wind Explosion Tiger Fist, it was difficult to block this sword, and he had a few more points of stronger body refining cheats in his heart.

The inner disciples who came out of the Dao Heaven Sect are really not easy to mess with, they all seem to be indifferent to the Dao Heart, but none of them are easy to mess with, and their personal combat effectiveness is not inferior to the disciples of the Evil Heaven Sect with the strongest comprehensive strength, in a sense, they even surpass.

There are no bones left of the man in black, not even the scum left, after all, the speed of Jian Gang is too fast and violent, and the man in black is not as fast as the man in black who was killed by Feng Qingyang.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out from the sky, Wu Daosheng's face fell pale, and he knelt on one knee.

Waving his hand at Feng Qingyang, who was about to rush over, Wu Daosheng said: "I'm fine, this is the result of forcibly casting the Daosheng Killing Sword, I am still a little reluctant to use this martial art now, now it's just a backflow of qi and blood, you better go and help Yin Ping first!"

Dao Sheng Killing Sword!

What a domineering name.

Feng Qingyang nodded and walked to another battle site.

"Cut the sky and spring sun!"

In the lush grass, Yin Ping's feet did not touch the ground, as light as nothing, and the snow silver thin sword in his hand could not be captured by the naked eye under the rapid swing of his wrist, and he could only see a sword light floating out, and with a bang, it seemed that the white rainbow flashed, and the front of his body seemed to be neatly cut in half by this white rainbow.

The grass under the feet of the vicious man in black was directly cut off, as if he had just experienced a rat plague, and there was not a single grass left, and he himself had to prop up a defensive shield to resist the impact of continuous sword light.

"Thousand Heavy Summer Rain!"

Seeing that the man in black blocked the first wave of sword light, Yin Ping's face was as usual, and the sword momentum in his hand changed, from the previous resolute and gentle to the current anger and impatience.

"Impossible, how can ordinary sect disciples be so powerful, I was actually suppressed. "Under the shroud of sword light, the man in black knows the horror of sword light better than anyone else, if it was only the warm spring sun before, then now it is the summer rainstorm, pouring down, constantly washing his defensive cover.

"Falling Red Autumn Thunder!"

Yin Ping didn't give the man in black any chance, the sword momentum changed again, and the artistic conception of thunder emanated from the sword light, like the thunder and anger of the autumn, stunning and gloomy.

Click!

The defensive cover cracked open, and the man in black shouted in horror: "How is it possible, I admit defeat, don't kill me, don't kill me." ”

Feng Qingyang shook his head, compared to the previous two, the man in black who looked vicious looked so unbearable, and it was extremely inconsistent with his face. However, this also reflects the complexity of the human heart, no one's physiognomy can really show the inner quality, there are those who are bold on the surface, dark in their hearts, those who are elegant and elegant, who are shameless in secret, and those who are sanctimonious, who do the business of male thieves and female prostitutes, which are more hateful than the villains of the evil sect.

Yin Ping had already had murderous intent, how could he let go of the man in black, the sword in his hand was even stronger, and the violent thunder sword light almost drowned the man in black.

Click......

There were more and more cracks in the black-clothed man's defensive cover, and finally he couldn't withstand the impact and collapsed violently, and the black-clothed man who lost his defense was instantly pierced into a hornet's nest by the sword light, and he couldn't die anymore.

"Whew!"

A mouthful of turbid breath was exhaled, Yin Ping's body sank, the soles of her feet fell to the ground, and her forehead was a little sweaty, reflecting the crystal luster.

Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "The Four Seasons Sword Technique of the Linglong Sect is amazing, but it is a pity that I have not been able to see the most powerful Winter Sword Technique. ”

"The Four Seasons Sword Technique is a Xuan-level Sword Technique, how can I learn it, this is just a small Four Seasons Sword Technique that is differentiated from the Four Seasons Sword Technique, and it is far from the real Four Seasons Sword Technique, and it is not worth mentioning. However, Brother Ye's fist technique shook the heavens and the earth, and it was stronger than when he fought with the evil sect yesterday, and he was able to integrate the opponent's strength and himself, counterattack the opponent, and kill the enemy with one move. ”

Yin Ping looked at Feng Qingyang with a smile.

Feng Qingyang shook his head and said nothing, how could he be Yin Ping's opponent who was not very good at words.

On the Zhang family's side, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the palms of the hands holding the weapons were full of sweat, they were ready to shroud the horse leather at any time, the rivers and lakes are like this, the strong are always respected, whoever has the big fist who speaks, but the disciples of the sect are the disciples of the sect, one by one, they seem to have no upper hand on the surface, and when they are really desperate, they have endless tricks, killing moves, and they have killed the three black-clothed people of unknown origin。

"Thank you all for your support. Zhang Xueyu stretched out her hand and stroked the long hair in front of her forehead, to be honest, he was a little afraid that Feng Qingyang and the five would leave them alone, but fortunately, things did not develop as she thought, and then said, "Okay, everyone continue to collect medicine, it is not early, we must rush back before this evening, the Blood Shadow Jungle will not let go of the overnight people." ”

"What Miss said is that I don't dare to spend the night in the Blood Shadow Jungle, I'm afraid I won't see the sun tomorrow. ”

"Indeed, the night in the Bloodshadow Jungle is ten times more terrifying than the day. ”

"Hurry, everyone's moving quickly. ”

Thinking of the horror of the Blood Shadow Jungle, everyone's faces changed, including the six Qi Transformation Realm martial artists in the escort team.

The matter of collecting medicine does not need to be taken care of by the disciples of their sect, at this time, Yin Ping said to Feng Qingyang: "When I go back, I have to rely on Brother Feng, I just injured the meridians by continuously performing the Little Four Seasons Sword Technique, and now I am afraid that I can only exert seven or eighty percent of my strength." ”

Immediately, she looked at Wu Daosheng, who was sitting cross-legged to heal her wounds, and continued: "Senior Brother Wu's Daosheng Killing Sword is domineering and fierce, and it is difficult to overcome rigidity with softness when it is used to cross the ranks, and I am afraid that the sequelae will be even more serious than mine." ”

Feng Qingyang nodded slightly and said, "It's okay, everything is with me." ”