Xu Qingyun was unmoved when he heard this, he lowered his head slightly, looked at the three famous swords of Su Liuzhai in his hand, pierced through the most powerful sword slave from the Shadow Secret Guard, and couldn't help but smile coldly, and said, "I don't know where you got your self-confidence, you can be so conceited!"

"Conceited?"

Ying Dongliu smiled a little self-deprecatingly when he heard this, raised his hand to hold this powerful ancient sword, the cold sword body rubbed his chest, and slowly pulled it out. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Su Wen, Honghe, your identity is revealed!" He lowered his eyes and looked at the wound on his chest, the sword intent of life and death lingered, the dead qi was gradually eating away at the vitality, although the meridian lines were also full of holes, but he was still unmoved.

Until the moment when Xu Qingyun stabbed the second sword, the cherry blossom knife in Ying Dongliu's hand suddenly picked up, and a powerful sword momentum emerged.

"As I said, your biggest failure is to play tricks in front of me!"

"This is ......" Xu Qingyun stabbed the air with a sword, and five afterimages suddenly appeared in front of him, and the remnants of the flowers fell, which were several sharp sword qi cut vertically and horizontally, he was suddenly shocked in his heart, and said in disbelief: "Chi Ying Sword Technique, this is the Chi Ying Sword Technique that has comprehended the five sword spirits!"

The appearance of the five afterimages, the sharp sword qi that the cherry blossom knife slashed across vertically and horizontally, filled the entire space with fierce killing power.

"Five afterimages!"

"This shadow is really strong, it's a bit outrageous, this Wu Yue Sword Pool's Chi Ying Sword Technique can actually cultivate five afterimages!"

Yang Yongxin secretly watched the battle from a distance, secretly surprised in his heart, and felt that if he left, there would definitely be some trouble in the future, which would make Ying Dongliu unhappy, and he would not think about stability in the future. Thinking like this, he picked up the wind and thunder hammer, smashed two small fireworks from a long distance, and didn't forget to shout: "Lord Dongliu is good, I'm helping you!"

After speaking, two small lightning bolts were thrown, the momentum was huge, but it was not powerful, and it was like tickling Xu Qingyun's body.

"Hmph, waste is waste, and it will never be on the table. ”

Ying Dongliu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the bronze mask on his face made it impossible to see his expression, but everyone could feel the strong anger. The cherry blossom knife in his hand hummed and trembled, and the sword qi fused with several afterimages was sharp and straight, cutting vertically and horizontally directly towards Xu Qingyun.

The cherry blossoms are like snow, and the sword aura is like a net.

Xu Qingyun's face was solemn, and the Su Wen Ancient Sword in his hand suddenly picked up, and in a hurry, he frantically slashed out several sword momentums.

Spring and white snow.

Ignite the fire and ride the wind.

Wildfires.

......

The three sword movements were already his limit, and the roaring sounds sounded one after another, the sword blades collided in mid-air, and the vitality tore apart and shattered each other.

"No, the five sword spirits of Chi Ying's swordsmanship, the sword momentum is not only amazingly fast, but more importantly, it is tacit understanding, the sword style is coherent and natural, and it does not stop, which makes it difficult for me to parry at all!"

Xu Qingyun raised the Suwen Ancient Sword in his hand and placed it across his chest, barely blocking the attack of the Cherry Blossom Knife, but the next moment, several Cherry Blossom Knives slashed at different angles, and the sword momentum did not decrease in the slightest. He didn't have time to draw his sword, so he could only misturn and try to dodge. But it just happened to catch up with a cherry blossom knife.

Burst.

The blade pierced the arm, and blood flew away.

Xu Qingyun's face turned pale suddenly, and he wanted to retreat, but two more cherry blossom knives attacked again, as if there were shadows flowing all around, as if there were also cherry blossom knives that wanted people's lives. didn't dare to hesitate at all, the moment the cherry blossom knife fell, his whole person instantly turned into a red river.

The several sword momentum slashed out by Ying Dongliu landed on the Red River, like a sunset cutting off the sky, without causing the slightest damage.

Turning the river.

Xu Qingyun turned into a hundred-meter red river, dodged several attacks from Ying Dongliu, and instantly turned into a human form, holding the Suwen Ancient Sword, without the slightest hesitation, directly slashing at an afterimage.

Bang.

The afterimage dissipated, and the cherry blossoms fell all over the sky.

"Fake!" Xu Qingyun's sword fell here, his face suddenly pale.

"Kill yourself, it's too late for you to know now!"

Ying Dongliu suddenly appeared behind him, and the last four phantoms of Chi Ying's sword technique overlapped into one, and the awe-inspiring sword momentum raised by the Sakura knife turned into a thin line that could cross the center of Xu Qingyun's eyebrows, and the sharp cutting was unstoppable.

"Hehe, I'm waiting for you!"

Xu Qingyun's originally panicked pale cheeks gradually returned to their original indifference and indifference, and when the cherry blossom knife cut out a slender and sharp line that ran through his eyebrows, suddenly a mark like a water pattern blocked the light.

Like the strongest defense in the world, even if it is as powerful as a sword slashed by the shadow of the east, this thin line that intends to run through the center of the eyebrows.

Shattered in an instant.

The sword collapsed directly without hesitation, Xu Qingyun raised his hand and stabbed him in the chest, his lips were slightly cold, and he said with a slight mockery: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, this can't be fake, right?" After speaking, he stabbed deeply into his chest again.

"I don't understand, how can you block my sword!"

Ying Dongliu took a deep breath, only to feel that the dantian vitality poured out of his chest, sword after sword, he was completely corroded by Xu Qingyun's two sword intents, if it was an ordinary person, he might have collapsed, but he always gritted his teeth and insisted on fighting until now.

"Why is this, why am I defeated in this sword?" He raised his head a little lonely, looked at Xu Qingyun in front of him, his gradually dimming eyes were full of unwillingness, and his voice was a little hoarse and asked, "Can you tell me why?"

"You want to know why?"

Xu Qingyun raised his hand and touched the divine pattern at the center of his eyebrows, feeling the power of the warm water veins of the Canglang River, and felt a little sudden in his heart, the divine position is the most solid thing in the world, not to mention that it is the divine position of the Canglang River, and it is obviously wishful thinking to cut it off.

He thought for a while, looked up and said very sincerely: "I'm sorry, I'm not going to tell you, you better die!"

Xu Qingyun's dantian yuan turned, Su Wen Gu Sword instantly stirred up the earth-shattering sword momentum, the spring and white snow, the sword intent of life and death lingered around the sword edge, and he was about to point at the center of Ying Dongliu's eyebrows, but he found that he suddenly smiled weirdly, his voice was sharp and piercing, and he disappeared in front of him in an instant.

"Heh, Xu Qingyun, you can defeat me once, I hope that the next time we meet, don't let me down!"

The moment the shadow disappeared, a thin line suddenly appeared in the sky, like a meteor across the night sky, as if it was about to leave directly.

But he didn't notice at all that under the cold moonlight, Xu Qingyun's dark face inadvertently showed a mocking smile.

Bang.

With a sharp scream, the shadow fell straight to the ground, and the whole person's chest had already let the Dinghai rod pass through directly.

"Hmph, I still want to run with B!"

In the deep night, the six-eared macaque with a golden crown armor sneered and sneered: "Ying Dongliu, how does this king's stick feel?" (To be continued.) )