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Looking at the sword light that rushed towards him, the black-clothed war spirit roared wildly, the black divine sword in his hand waved again and again, and the domineering sword light collided with the sword light that rushed over.

"Hmph!

Qingchen shouted, the Qingmeng Divine Sword in his hand moved, and attacked the black-clothed war spirit even more fiercely, the sword light was like an endless stream of water, and at the same time, a flash of essence flashed in Qingchen's eyes, and the Chishui Divine Sword suddenly appeared behind the black-clothed war spirit, and the extremely cold sword intent burst out, and the entire Chishui Divine Sword turned into a cold sword light piercing the back of the black-clothed war spirit.

"Ahh

The black-clothed war spirit was caught off guard, his chest was completely pierced, leaving a clear blood hole before and after, blood and water gurgling and flowing, the violent sword intent was like the flesh and blood energy in the body that a bloodthirsty poisonous insect was frantically devouring, and the body was shaking, and the intense pain made the black-clothed war spirit tremble involuntarily, and his face was distorted.

"Why are you still stunned, let's go together. ”

The black-clothed war spirit yelled at the two war spirits watching the battle next to him, if this battle continues, he will definitely die, in the face of death, he does not dare to have the slightest arrogance, and hurriedly asks for help.

"Kill!"

"Kill him!"

The Tsing Yi War Spirit and the Tianjiao War Spirit with black and red pupils reacted quickly, facing Qingchen who was able to defeat the black-clothed War Spirit, now they didn't dare to be careless, and they all held the spirit treasure and used their most powerful magic power secret technique to rush towards Qingchen.

"It's too late!"

Qingchen sneered, holding two divine swords to fight the past, the water technique ran to the extreme, the speed was like a ghost, erratic, fast to the extreme, leaving a Dao phantom.

The Qingmeng Divine Sword slashed horizontally and vertically, and the sword light containing the sword intent of annihilation overwhelmingly rushed towards the two Tsing Yi War Spirits, densely packed, and for a while, the Tsing Yi War Spirit and the black and red pupil War Spirit were in a hurry, and they were completely entangled by the endless sword light.

At the same time, the Chishui Divine Sword in his other hand stabbed, and the extremely cold sword light turned into a series of sword wires as thin as hair, stabbing towards the eyebrows of the black-clothed war spirit.

"Boom~~~!"

The black-clothed war spirit frantically danced the black divine sword in his hand, and the sword light rushed into the sky, trying his best to block the sword wire that rushed towards him.

"No~~~!"

At this time, Qingchen instantly came to the black-clothed war spirit, and a dazzling sword silk suddenly appeared, so fast that the black-clothed war spirit couldn't dodge at all, and was pierced into the depths of the eyebrows by the sword wire, the divine pattern was shattered, and a drop of blood appeared and shot into the Qingchen Divine Soul Sea.

"Now it's your turn!"

Qingchen divided a part of his mind to comprehend the Dao meaning in the blood beads left by the black-clothed war spirit in the sea of divine souls, silently digesting the sword dao perception and the black-clothed war spirit's combat skills on swordsmanship, and began to attack the Tsing Yi war spirit and the black-red pupil war spirit frantically, gradually applying the results of his comprehension to the battle, and constantly honing his swordsmanship in the battle.

"A slash across the sky!"

The black-eyed Tianjiao War Spirit held a black long knife, slashing with a knife, the blade was vertical and horizontal, and Qingchen fought together.

The Tsing Yi War Spirit waved his fingers again and again, wearing butterfly-like fingers like flying, and the cyan divine needles were dense like a tide, pervasive, and they were also fiercely fighting towards Qingchen.

"Good time!"

Qingchen was excited, without fear, the two swords in his hand waved non-stop, stepped forward, and the two war spirits fought fiercely together, the moves opened and closed, with a hard encounter, the more brave the more they fought, the two swords in their hands became faster and faster, more and more powerful, and they were improving all the time, from being slightly inferior at the beginning to gradually leveling down, and now they have the upper hand, pressing the two days of arrogance and fighting, and the power is monstrous.

Kendo is the avenue of attack, and only in battle can it be the best shortcut to sharpen and improve your strength. The sword perception and imprint left by the black-clothed war spirit were gradually quickly turned into his own use by Qingchen with the help of the battle, and his knowledge of the sword was broader, and the power was getting bigger and bigger, and the sword intent of silence gradually contained the sword intent left by the black-clothed war spirit, with the artistic conception of destroying the domineering, the offensive became more and more fierce, and the two-day arrogant war spirit slowly revealed defeat under high pressure.

In terms of mana, they are not in the realm of Da Luo, that is, their strength is comparable to that of Da Luo, but their mana is limited, and it is not as good as Qingchen to have the mana of a small world as a backing.

In terms of strength, they were originally equal to Qingchen's strength, even if they were strong, they were very limited, and Qingchen was good at swordsmanship, and he was already good at attacking power, and now he continued to comprehend the sword path of the black-clothed war spirit, and his strength improved by leaps and bounds, so naturally they were not able to match it.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Qingchen looked for their two flaws, the Qingmeng Divine Sword and the Chishui Divine Sword suddenly increased in power again, like two divine dragons going out to sea, overwhelming the world, the sword intent was brilliant, invincible, crushing the attack of the two days of arrogant battle spirits, penetrating their eyebrows, two drops of blood submerged into the Qingchen Divine Soul Sea, and were slowly comprehended by Qingchen, and gradually turned into their own heritage.

"Roar~~~!"

The stimulation of the rich smell of blood made the evil beasts watching from a distance completely forget their fear, and they roared wildly one by one, rushing towards Qingchen.

The beast's paws pressed across the sky, the sharp claws were cold and cold, and the mountain-sized body rushed forward......

"It's good to come, just use you brutes to practice swords. ”

The body moved slightly, Qingchen turned into a phantom, shuttling back and forth in the group of evil beasts, like a stream of water, erratic, elusive, the sword waved, the sword light bloomed in the surging more and more evil beast groups, each sword light was accompanied by black blood surging and spurting, and the avenue of wind and sword contained in the other two drops of blood beads in his mind were constantly absorbed by Qingchen and turned into his own strength.

The time of a cup of tea passed, and the Qingchen Water Technique operated more and more mysteriously, the speed was as fast as lightning, the green clothes were clean, and the power of the divine sword in his hand rose again, and with each blow, a demon beast was seriously injured or killed, and a large-scale slaughter began.

The blood flowers bloomed, like a pitch-black rose gradually blooming, swaying in style, exuding a bewitching and strange beauty.

The small world was revealed, and the corpses of the evil beasts were collected by Qingchen, turning into a group of pure energy nourishment and strengthening the small world.

Blood and evil qi filled this area, and the black blood stains infected the land as if it were sticky thick ink, and the sky became dark, and the clouds above were all black and red with blood.

"Roar~~~~!"

The mountains shook, large pieces of mountain rocks rolled down, and there were groups of evil beasts rushing here, and the evil qi spread through the mountains and forests, and the roars were endless, and their eyes were blood-red, rushing towards Qingchen one after another.

"Here, outsider!"

There is an endless stream of Tianjiao battle spirits coming here, seeing Qingchen fighting in the group of evil beasts, his eyes are full of killing intent and excitement, he shouts, and uses magical secret techniques to attack and kill the past.

"We have to hurry!"