The long sword is like a dragon, the sword qi is thin, and the long drive goes straight in, directly taking Zhao Huaixiang's head. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Huaixiang was shocked in his heart and raised his sword to block, but the power of this sword was beyond his imagination, and it was surging and surging and directly shook his sword away.

Seeing that the sword had almost touched the center of his eyebrows, Zhao Huaixiang's scalp exploded, his hair stood on end, and he really felt the crisis of death.

And at this moment, several people from the slanted group joined forces to kill and attacked Ye Qingguan's back heart and armpits.

Ye Qingguan swept his sword, and an arc-like sword light swept out, shaking these people out, and then more long swords pointed at him, one after another, and the murderous aura was surging.

Ye Qingguan pinched a sword trick, and with a soft drink, everyone's swords suddenly turned and killed the people beside him, which caught many people off guard, and their faces changed greatly.

This is the Taoist nine secrets of the word for war, can control weapons, can be said to be another kind of swordsmanship, practice to a high level, not much worse than Shushan's swordsmanship, the old Taoist priest gave him the codex in this kind of secret technique.

It's just that Ye Qingguan hasn't been practicing for a long time, so he can only change the direction of the long sword slightly, and he can't make it a real imperial sword.

All the people around him were swept away, Ye Qingguan stepped forward one by one, the ancient sword stimulated a majestic sword qi, and slashed straight towards Zhao Huaixiang, this time, he couldn't hide.

Zhao Huaixiang's eyes were full of horror, the decision made by the sperm worm made him feel the terrible consequences, Ye Qingguan's strength was not as strong as he imagined at all, but unexpectedly strong, the sword was domineering, wide open and closed, and his delicate and handsome face was completely inconsistent.

The fear of dying inspired Zhao Huaixiang's great fighting spirit, he shouted, lifted the long sword, and puffed up the internal strength of his whole body to split Ye Qingguan's sword.

While!

A huge crash sounded here, and with a crisp explosion, the long sword in Zhao Huaixiang's hand directly shattered, and the ancient sword in Ye Qingguan's hand was also shaken open and inserted from Zhao Huaixiang's oblique.

Ye Qingguan stepped forward, and the other palm condensed the strong internal force, and fell heavily on Zhao Huaixiang's chest.

"Poof!" Zhao Huaixiang opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his internal organs were shattered, and he vomited out with the blood.

Ye Qingguan's ancient sword swept over, and in his stunned and frightened eyes, it slashed across his neck and cut off a great head, and the blood in his neck was gushing like a fountain.

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts when they saw this scene, Ye Qing officially said that Zhao Huaixiang would be the first to be killed, and sure enough, he did what he said, and it only took dozens of breaths before and after, and dozens of people couldn't stop Ye Qingguan's murderous intent.

Many people began to retreat, but Ye Qingguan didn't intend to let them go, his cold eyes swept away, and he raised his sword and killed them.

"Kill!" Everyone knows that it is impossible to be good this time, either you die or I live, they don't believe that Ye Qingguan alone can face dozens of them?

On the other side, Su Xiaobai and Bai Changfeng occupied a corner, they were fighting together at this time, Su Xiaobai's swordsmanship surprised Ye Qingguan, it seemed that after not seeing him for a while, Su Xiaobai's skill would rise sharply, logically speaking, there are not many things that really remain, and it is already a miracle to be able to leave five or six achievements.

But Su Xiaobai seems to have completely inherited the skill of the sword blind man, digesting a little bit every once in a while and turning it into his own use, so that it will not take long to be able to fully receive the skill of the sword blind man for decades.

Ye Qingguan guessed that this might be related to Su Xiaobai's cultivation exercises, and he never knew what Su Xiaobai's cultivation techniques were.

Seeing that Su Xiaobai was not left behind, Ye Qingguan retracted his thoughts and began to deal with the situation in front of him with all his might, the lion fighting the rabbit was still using all his strength, facing twenty or thirty people, how could Ye Qingguan take it lightly?

With a loud roar, the reckless bald man came over, and a nine-ring big knife cut through the void, and the snow-white sword tore the air apart, and slashed straight at Ye Qingguan.

Ye Qingguan danced the ancient sword, opened and closed, and the momentum was more than that of the big man, the ancient sword rippled with a majestic sword momentum, and a sword rose up, shaking the big man's sword open.

Then, six or seven sword lights slashed towards Ye Qingguan at the same time, sealing his side and behind him.

Ye Qingguan ran the military word trick, and the long swords in everyone's hands were affected again, more or less deviating from the crosshairs, while Ye Qingguan seemed to be dancing on the tip of the knife, and dodged the killing sword in such a gap, and the ancient sword in his hand took advantage of the situation to stab out, piercing a person's chest.

The bald man raised his knife again and slashed down, Ye Qingguan's eyes were cold, he raised his sword to block his knife, and his other fist clenched and smashed into the big man's chest.

When Dahan saw this scene, the corners of his mouth hooked up a hideous arc, and then, his fan-like slap fell, and one palm seemed to be made of gold and iron, shining like gold and stone, not like flesh and blood.

While!

The fists and palms touched, and there was a sound of gold and iron colliding, Dahan was slightly stunned, the expected picture did not appear, he used to be a disciple of Buddhism, cultivating kung fu like a golden body Arhat, although the hard skills practiced horizontally could not be said to be harmless, but it was enough to sweep many people.

But at this time, he slapped down, but was blocked by Ye Qingguan's punch, and there was no scene of breaking his muscles and bones.

Ye Qingguan was also slightly stunned, he originally thought that this bald man was a swordsman, but he didn't expect that he was still a horizontal sect family, and his flesh and blood almost turned into gold and stone, which was simply a humanoid weapon.

However, Ye Qingguan also had absolute confidence in his body refining technique, and the Sevenfold Immortal Que accumulated in his body, shaking out a voice like Huang Zhong Da Lu, and his flesh was covered with a layer of jade-like luster, flashing with a metallic texture.

There was a sudden awe-inspiring sword aura behind him, Ye Qingguan didn't turn around, he shook back the bald man with a punch, forced the people behind him back with a backhand sword, bullied him forward, and smashed the bald man with another punch.

The big man also didn't believe in evil, and he slapped the round and huge slap, setting off the whirring palm wind, which could definitely open the mountain and crack the rocks, and shoot it down on Ye Qingguan.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of impact continued to sound, and in an instant, the two fought no less than ten times, Ye Qingguan became more and more courageous the more he fought, the qi and blood in his body boiled, and the whole person almost turned into a big furnace, and there was a faint blood light in the heavenly spirit cover.

And the big man almost turned into a golden-bodied Arhat, his whole body was a faint gold, flashing with a metallic luster, and the wind whistled in his palm, making people's faces hurt.

"Eighteen Arhat Fist!" The big man roared, and one punch kept falling, densely packed, and a full eighteen huge fists appeared in front of Ye Qingguan, as if eighteen people shot at the same time, completely sealing his way forward.

"Sevenfold Strength!" Ye Qingguan also snorted lightly, and the Sevenfold Immortal Que in his body shook, sending out a vast and surging power, which came out with his fist.

Boom!

It was like a war drum beating, and the entire painting boat was shaken, and the terrifying internal force swayed, shattering many panes, and the curtain gauze was torn by the force, and the sound of stabbing was endless.

Eighteen punches fell, Ye Qingguan responded with seven layers of dark energy, one was better than the other, and finally the seven were superimposed, just like a mountain and a tsunami, and the eighteen fists were shattered with the momentum of devastating and decaying.

The big man's arm made a tooth-aching fracture sound, twisted into a strange arc, and the white bone stubble was exposed, and was shocked out by Ye Qingguan.