The person who came was Du Qingqing, who was hiding behind Xuan Qing and Qing Zi, and the violent fairy thunder surged, making his whole person look unusually hideous, and he was determined to win this blow. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Senior brother!" Wang Yaru said with grief and indignation.

She met Du Qingqing with a sword, Sun Jingwen followed her heels, and two flying swords met Du Qingqing's fairy thunder.

Click!

Only at the moment when the flying sword and Du Qingqing's fist clashed, Du Qingqing's fist flashed an inexplicable yellow light, and the two flying swords jumped into two sections, and fell down with a clang, Sun Jingwen and Wang Yaru felt a burst of red heat at the tiger's mouth, and a huge force rushed to the body along the arm, and the bloody breath in the mouth was permeated, so they squirted a mouthful of blood, and the body flew out uncontrollably.

Su Qingchi swept towards the two women in the air and took the two women from the air.

Why are there two more flying swords in the hands of the two women, Du Qingqing can't ask, now his eyes are full of Dao Ling's figure, and the battle of seriously injuring Dao Ling is almost over.

Although he was blocked by Sun Jingwen and Wang Yaru, Du Qingqing's body was only stagnant, and he continued to violently urge Zhenyuan, shaking the sky and the earth, and swept towards Dao Ling with the momentum of thunder.

Under the entanglement of the Qingling knife, Dao Ling was flawless, and he had to deal with it in a hurry.

Burst!

There was no deafening sound between palms and fists, only the sound of bones cracking and the figure of Dao Ling spurting blood and flying out.

His arm that resisted Du Qingqing's immortal thunder was blurred with flesh and blood, and white bones could be seen in several places, which showed the power of Du Qingqing's blow and the depth of his plan.

Su Qingchi took Dao Ling down from the air again, and looked at Du Qingqing coldly, Du Qingqing's despicability was already outrageous, first sneak attack to kill Qin Gaoyi, and then sneak attack to seriously injure Dao Ling.

Du Qingqing retracted his fist, and looked at the people of the Holy Dao Sect with doubts in his heart, no wonder Sun Jingwen and Wang Yaru had two more flying swords, so it was.

Although Wang Meng, Miao Yong, Qian Wang, and Fang Heng were seriously injured, the flying sword was well preserved, but all of this was useless, only one blow of the flying sword was broken twice, Dao Ling was seriously injured, and the disciples of Kunlun and the Holy Dao Sect were gone.

"How did you learn the Yuqing Purple Mansion Immortal Thunder, and how did you forcibly control the thunder with your physical body?" Dao Ling looked at Du Qingqing in disbelief while coughing up blood, his eyes full of horror.

Du Qingqing stood with his hands in his hands and said disdainfully: "Senior brother, there are thousands of magic weapons in this world, and it is not surprising that there are any magic weapons, isn't it?"

Only then did everyone see the faint yellow light on Du Qingqing's fists, Du Qingqing drove the fairy thunder with his body, which must be related to the magic weapon in Du Qingqing's hand.

"Gauntlets! I understand, you can get such a rare magic weapon, you are really scheming!" said Dao Ling bitterly in his heart.

There are thousands of magic weapons in the world, and everyone who sacrifices the same magic weapon may also refine different forms, and the fist gloves in Du Qingqing's hands must be of extremely high quality, otherwise they will definitely not be able to resist the erosion of fairy thunder.

"Die, Senior Brother!" Du Qingqing smiled evilly, and instantly attacked Dao Ling.

The soles of his feet stepped lightly, and the mysterious black stone rippled with a true yuan stomp, and he only jumped like a bird's nest flying close to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to hit Dao Ling and a few people, and the purple light in his fist burst out, and the thunder and lightning distorted the space, as if to shatter the void.

"Today, I'm going to clean the portal for Senior Brother. Su Qingchi shouted.

At this time, Su Qingchi's elegant scholarly anger was still there, some of them were just full of murderous energy, and his elegant appearance looked particularly hideous at this time, which was extremely hateful to Du Qingqing.

He once again had an extra flying sword in his hand, and it was still the flying sword of Wang Meng and several people, although he didn't have his own flying sword to use it, but now it could exert great power.

Su Qingchi's first blow under the grief and indignation, the purple thunder light was dense with flying swords, and the thunder light roared like a thunder dragon on the sword body, and it was about to impact out and kill Du Qingqing.

Looking at the flying sword slashing towards him, the dangerous aura of the immortal thunder on the sword body made Du Qingqing choose to give up this blow, Su Qingchi didn't protect anyone at all, but directly swung his sword and slashed at his head, so he had to retreat.

Dao Ling saw the opportunity and wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack Du Qingqing, but a snap came, before Dao Ling stood up, he had already fallen to the ground again, his body had more fractures, the meridians were broken, and the viscera was damaged, Du Qingqing's immortal thunder was not ordinary.

Suddenly, a cyan knife light slashed towards Su Qingchi, it was Qingzi, Qingzi who was not controlled by Dao Ling, pulled out, Qingling knife was urged by her again, and slashed towards Su Qingchi, the cyan knife qi filled the knife body, Qingling knife was fierce and abnormal, and the killing intent was vertical and horizontal, and Su Qingchi was going to be killed.

Su Qingchi blocked the Qingling knife, Du Qingqing would definitely make a move, if he didn't block, he would definitely be cut by the Qingling knife, this was a must-kill situation.

Ping!

A flying sword held the cyan sword, and the sword qi poured into the mysterious black stone, accompanied by a huge explosion.

Rumble!

The spread of the sword qi tore the man's clothes, but the man did not retreat at all, but became more determined.

"This old woman has been handed over to me. Qian Dajin threw a firm look at Su Qingchi.

Su Qingchi nodded solemnly, concentrating on dealing with Du Qingqing, at this time, there is a person who is willing to protect you behind you, that feeling is really good.

"I haven't felt enough. Su Qingchi drank out words that only he could understand, and stalemate with Du Qingqing.

"Stinky boy, you dare to call me an old woman," Qingzi yelled at Qian Dajin in a shrill voice.

Qingzi cares most about the word "old" in front of others, Du Qingqing calls her "master" a long time ago, not the sixth elder, this stinky boy in front of him dares to call him an old woman, Qingzi was instantly furious.

"Isn't it? People who are so old, it's normal to be called an old woman, the loess is buried up to the neck, and you still care about this, cut!" Qian Dajin said sarcastically without hesitation.

Qingling Dao has lost the effect of sneak attack, Qingzi rushed towards Qian Dajin angrily, Qingsuo Sword rolled up a sword qi, Qian Dajin hid a lot of energy, and from time to time there were rags falling, which was the cloth of his clothes that were cut off by the sword qi.

Qian Dajin was bitter in his heart, although he angered Qing Zi and could expose more loopholes, but Qing Zi's combat power had increased by at least three percent, and there was a bit of a taste of lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot.

The battle between Xuan Qing and Fang Yuan was also continuing, although the Ziling Sword was blasted out of the crack by Fang Yuan's punch, and Xuan Qing was also injured, but Xuan Qing still had the Acquired Supreme Treasure Ziying Sword in his hand, no matter how he looked at the situation, it was not good for Fang Yuan.

Du Qingqing, Xuan Qing, and Qing Zi all seemed to take the initiative on the scene.

Except for the three who were fashionable and capable of fighting, the rest were killed and wounded.

Everyone looked nervously and worriedly at the six people fighting in the main hall, worried that Fang Yuan and the three of them were nervous and worried that they couldn't participate.

Whether it is life or death depends on the battle of these six people.

Du Qingqing used his fist gloves to drive Xianlei and Su Qingchi to fight almost comparably, Su Qingchi was Du Qingqing's senior brother, and his strength was higher than Du Qingqing's, and the quality of his fist gloves was much higher than the flying sword temporarily borrowed by Su Qingchi, so he was on par with Su Qingchi.

The two of them exchanged fists and swords from time to time, and each exchange was a burst of blazing purple light and terrifying energy ripples, and the air was blasted out with a terrifying roar, and the power was terrifying.

But Su Qingchi's magic weapon is not as good as Du Qingqing after all, if such a long-term confrontation continues, Su Qingchi will show a decline sooner or later.

Qian Dajin is a little bad, the angry Qingzi, the moves are abnormal, Shushan's sword trick and fairy thunder are occasionally used by Qingzi, Qingcheng and Shushan are both sword cultivators, and the two factions have many exchanges, and Xuanqing is Qingzi's husband, Shushan sword trick and Qinggu Immortal Thunder have long been practiced by Qingzi, and Qingzi is better at Qingcheng's Qingyan sword.

The body of the Qingsuo sword is like being crawled full of ghost fire, the fire is the fire of cyan extreme yin, the air around the body of the Qingsuo sword is terrifyingly distorted, Qian Dajin is even more careful every time he makes a move with Qingzi, and does not touch it hard, fortunately, Qingzi's sword moves are sharp, but there are loopholes, even so Qian Dajin is already in danger.

The battle between Xuan Qing and Fang Yuan, Xuan Qing was becoming more and more frightened, no one knew the power of the Ziying Sword, Fang Yuan was naturally not stupid enough to fight with Xuan Qing, Xuan Qing found that Fang Yuan was as difficult as a loach, slippery, and did not give him a chance to attack head-on at all.

The sword qi he emitted, every one of them was dodged by Fang Yuan's almost weird body technique, Fang Yuan's body was extremely flexible, the sword qi just brushed his clothes, and he didn't even touch Fang Yuan's clothes.

If the strength is restored, the power of each sword qi and each thunder light of the Ziying Sword is a hundred times stronger than now, Xuan Qing is very aggrieved in his heart, and the more he fights, the more depressed he becomes, and he complains in his heart about the magic weapon of the Great Elder.

"This Black Demon Peak, why do you have to limit your strength to the god transformation stage. "Xuanqing slandered.

From time to time, there were golden lotus flowers under Fang Yuan's feet, and now Fang Yuan did not use the Immovable Ming King Seal, nor did he use the immortal thunder and yin fire, he was just fighting with Xuan Qing, as a sword cultivator, every sword move of Xuan Qing was extremely powerful, and at the same time, with the blessing of the Ziying Sword, Fang Yuan did not dare to attack the front.

But although Xuanqing's realm is high, Zhenyuan is also stronger than him, but Shushan Sword Technique and Qinggu Immortal Thunder, which one is not an abnormal method to consume Zhenyuan, Fang Yuan waits, as long as Xuanqing's Zhenyuan is slightly weak, it is the moment for him to fight back, he will kill with one blow.

Xuan Qing felt the true yuan of the Mud Pill Palace and knew that he couldn't continue like this, what attention did this boy who was as slippery as a loach, he couldn't see it.

The Purple Ying Sword trembled suddenly, the Purple Mang Blazing distorted the air, and the thirteen sword qi came out through the sword, blasting towards Fang Yuan from thirteen directions, there was no immortal thunder, it was a simple sword qi, Xuan Qing had to work hard to control the thirteen sword qi to attack Fang Yuan from different directions, the power of the immortal thunder was too great, and it could not be controlled with the strength of the Transformation Period.

Fang Yuan's biggest headache was the sword qi of the Shushan Sword Technique, it was clear that the cultivators of the Transformation Divine Stage could only use external objects to drive the method, the sword qi of Shushan was good, and it could directly come out through the sword, the point was that the power was incomparable.

The thirteen sword qi was impenetrable, the terrifying momentum enveloped Fang Yuan, there was not the slightest gap, Xuan Qing also knew that the sword qi could not directly kill Fang Yuan, what he was waiting for was the moment when the sword qi made Fang Yuan reveal his flaws.

With his right hand trembling slightly, this blow really drained him a lot of true yuan, but the next moment the thunder dragon roared on the Ziying Sword, and the Qinggu Immortal Thunder Purple Mang burst out.

Raising his sword and stabbing out, he was looking for Fang Yuan's flaws after being impacted by the sword qi.

Right now, a weird smile appeared on the corner of Fang Yuan's mouth, there was definitely not much Xuanqing True Yuan left now, so he was so anxious to kill Fang Yuan.

Looking at the sword qi that was attacking him from all directions, Fang Yuan didn't dodge or dodge, he pinched a mysterious handprint.

Xuan Qing saw that Fang Yuan in the sword curtain pinched the handprint, he naturally knew that he didn't move the Ming King Seal, but he didn't know what Buddhist method Fang Yuan was using, and Fang Yuan didn't have any true yuan fluctuations after he pinched the Ming King Seal.

"Pretend to be a ghost and give me death. Xuan Qing roared angrily, he was waiting for Fang Yuan to reveal his flaws.

Fang Yuan ignored the sword qi, and Xuan Qing snorted even more coldly: "Don't avoid or hide, Rao is afraid that your body will also be injured, see what you die." ”

Fang Yuan's right arm was wrapped in an unknown flame, it was the Yin Fire, the Yin Fire was wrapped around Fang Yuan's right arm, the flames were blazing, and the air was twisted violently, this was the Yin Fire blessed by the Immovable Ming King Seal.

"That's not enough. Fang Yuan muttered to himself, looking at his left arm with a ghostly smile, "I also felt some more interesting things on the Middle Pole Heavenly Pillar. ”

Purple rays began to appear on the left arm, and thunder and light were all over the place, it was actually the fairy thunder of Yuqing Zifu, the fairy thunder was violent, the thunder crackled, and the power was incomparable.

Left Thunder and Right Fire are dual-minded, this is exactly the magical method that Fang Yuan realized in the Middle Pole Heavenly Pillar, and now he can control it with two minds.

"Look who's dead!"

Fang Yuan ignored the slashing of the sword qi, some of the thirteen sword qi slashed down on his left and right arms, and were immediately dissolved by the yin fire and immortal thunder, and some fell on his body, and a small blood mark suddenly appeared, the power of this sword qi was also terrifying, and it actually blasted a wound on Fang Yuan's body.

"Fang Yuan!" everyone exclaimed, and Wang Yaru even shouted out Fang Yuan's name in surprise.

Thirteen sword qi fell on his body, no matter how you look at it, it is a disadvantage.

Fang Yuan endured the pain, the golden lotus footwork was repeated, and he came to Xuan Qing's face in an instant, and the black and purple light was even more terrifying on Fang Yuan's left and right arms.

Xuan Qing's eyes widened, why was Fang Yuan's speed suddenly so fast, why was Fang Yuan's Immortal Thunder and Mysterious Flame suddenly so powerful.

Could it be because of the Immovable Ming King Seal, Xuan Qing made a guess in his heart, he couldn't believe it, could it be that Fang Yuan's Immovable Ming King Seal was a kind of blessing mudra, Fang Yuan actually had a mysterious blessing handprint.

Xuan Qing's sword was a little messy, his heart panicked, and Fang Yuan, whose strength was suppressed to the point of turning into a god, exerted a strength that he couldn't imagine.

However, the Purple Ying Sword still trembled and caught up with Fang Yuan, who had almost ten more blood mouths.

The Purple Ying Sword deserved to be regarded as the treasure of the day after tomorrow, and in a hurry, it also blocked the Yin Fire of Fang Yuan's right arm, without the slightest damage, on the contrary, Fang Yuan's right arm could be seen with white bones, but this was not enough, the Yuqing Purple Mansion Immortal Thunder on Fang Yuan's left arm was imprinted on Xuan Qing's chest.

Xuan Qing flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily on the black stone, the fairy thunder raged in his body, his viscera was sparse, his hair stood up, and the thunder light kept jumping on him.

The next moment, Xuan Qing had a big foot in front of him, and it was the foot that killed him.

"Ahh

Xuan Qing let out a final scream, his head had already exploded with that foot, and a white object like a tofu brain was sprinkled on the ground.