Yang Qing saw the senior sister remove the simple and huge sword box on her back, and pulled out a two-handed giant sword about seven feet long and six inches wide from it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This sword is used to cut people, it's almost the same as being used to smash people", Yang Qing didn't understand why the senior sister took out such a broken and old weapon, could it be that as the chief disciple of the Martial Sect, he was even shy to buy a sword?

However, he couldn't laugh anymore, because the senior sister was dragging the sword in her right hand and staring at him unkindly, and he suddenly felt that the temperature around him had suddenly dropped below freezing.

The pimples all over his body stood on end, Yang Qing knew that the other party was too dangerous, and he had endangered his own life, which was a warning from his consciousness.

However, seeing that the senior sister removed her aggressive gaze, dragging the giant sword in her right hand and slowly walked towards Yin Shouzheng, who was beside the body of the mansion master with red eyes, Yang Qing's heart was relieved, it was like a blessing to escape after the catastrophe.

The huge steel weapon rubbed against the marble floor and even sent out sparks, "This is", Yang Qing's eyes tightened, that giant sword was definitely not as simple as he imagined.

Yin Gongzi also noticed the danger coming, and slowly got up, his sword-like dark eyes met the opponent's aggressive gaze, and the sparkling 'Blue Sea Tide' supreme shield was instantly opened.

Seeing Yin Shouzheng hiding in the shell of the supreme turtle, Chen Rong smiled lightly, "You are not the only one who has supreme potential."

She was standing twenty yards away from the other party, and after saying sarcastic words, Shuangshou struggled to wave the giant sword in his hand towards the void, and a chilling sword qi directly broke through the air, and this sword qi turned into countless sharp arrows in mid-air after leaving the giant sword, the size of water droplets, flying all over the sky.

"Sword Qi Transformation Form", Senior Brother Horse Face also saw the abnormality of Senior Sister, and roared like crazy, "Isn't Senior Sister practicing our Martial Sect's 'Soul Stealing Skill'? ”

Although the 'Sword Intent Transformation Gimmick' was very sufficient, Yang Qing felt that the damage was weak when he looked at it horizontally and vertically, and although the countless water droplets of sword qi transformation hit the 'Blue Sea Tide Birth' shield in Yin Shouzheng, it did not have any effect.

Last time, the sword qi wave of the white-clothed divine sword could still compete fiercely with the 'Blue Sea Tide' shield, but the sword qi after the transformation was no longer as powerful as it was at the beginning.

Before he could do anything, the sky was full of chaotic drops of sword qi and water covering a group of attendants who were crying beside the corpse of the mansion master, and they were killed with one blow without exception, and these attendants fell directly and slowly.

Yang Qing sniffed, he found something strange, because these dead attendants did not have any obvious wounds on their bodies, and then all the corpses were bubbling with black blood, and the death was terrifying.

"I'm a grass mud horse, this is fighting cattle across the mountain", Yang Qing pulled out the cold in his heart, and he was able to use the mighty and unparalleled sword qi to play the effect of dark energy, how the hell did he do this!

Sure enough, there are people outside the sky, there are people outside the world, and our martial arts master's sword cultivation is too terrifying!

As Yang Qing expected, Yin Shouzheng was not comfortable at this time, although the 'Blue Sea Tide Sheng' shield resisted most of the strength of the sword qi water beads, but the dark attack of fighting cattle across the mountain was really unavoidable and unstoppable, except for the solid defense of the five organs, anyone could only be a dead end to the senior sister.

"That's right, then add some ingredients", Chen Rong was very surprised to see that Yin Shouzheng actually relied on the 'Blue Sea Chaosheng' shield to eat his own attack.

The accident was followed by a wave of more violent attacks, and two consecutive sword qi turned into dark water droplets, covering the opponent's entire vision.

"Could this be the legendary rain of bullets? The power of these water droplets transformed by sword qi is comparable to the charge of dozens of AK47s", Yang Qing muttered to himself, he really didn't know what to say, the sword qi transformation was really too domineering.

Needless to say, the attack effect is the most vicious and dark energy across the mountain, and the attack range is needless to say, and the sword bead of 'turning one into ten thousand' is less fancy than the sword qi.

These water droplets are all over the audience, and it is impossible for a martial artist with an agile body to dodge them all, just like you can't hide from the sun's rays, this is a particle attack, and there is no better way than to resist hard.

Yin Gongzi was really deflated at this time, and the invincible 'Blue Sea Tide' shield lost its effect at this time, and he could only rely on his agile body to swim and hide, and he really couldn't dodge it, so he let the supreme shield resist.

"What kind of sword technique does this belong to, it's too good!" Yang Qing's admiration for his senior sister was really like a surging river, but no one answered his question, because the battle had already begun to spread to the martial cultivation disciples.

"Little junior brother, it's up to you", the horse-faced senior brother trembled and hid beside his titled junior brother, and if he was a little careless with his fists and feet, he might die in Huangquan.

"Iron Cloth Shirt" Yang Qing saw that the situation was not good, and directly made contributions. Just after the five Flying Dragon Sword Cultivators joined the battlefield, the disciples of the family were all neatly knocked down like wheat, how miserable it was.

The domineering of sword cultivation was reflected at this moment, if it weren't for the fact that the representatives of the seventeen great families were also highly skilled, it is estimated that this battle would have ended long ago.

"You evacuate here with Senior Brother Kong first, and leave it to me to deal with it here", Yang Qing didn't say much nonsense, and directly ordered his subordinates.

The two gangs of the family and the Archon of Wangcheng had already moved the battlefield away from the audience, and now the audience was completely filled with Chen Rong's indiscriminate sword gas into bullet water droplets, which would kill and hurt if they touched it.

At this point in time, the families are almost dead, even Wang Chan's second uncle Wang Xuesong is covered in blood and embarrassed, and the Mo family's male wife is no longer as confident as she was at the beginning, hiding behind the Mo family's guards like a quail, and she is as weak as a sheep waiting to be slaughtered without martial arts.

"My old grandson is here", Yang Qinghu roared and jumped directly from the audience, directly like a tiger and leopard rushing into the five sword cultivators.

This group of sword cultivators didn't know if they were good stubble, and they also knew that Yang Qing was the most dangerous, so they all gave up slashing and killing those poor families and turned directly to him.

"Crackling" Countless sword qi slashed on the iron cloth shirt, sending out a steel collision, "cannon shape", Yang Qingli ignored it, and directly punched the stubble sword cultivator who was closest to him.

With a "bang", the sword cultivator was directly pierced through a bowl-thick wound in his chest, and the whole person flew directly more than a hundred yards away, and countless innocent people flew in the middle, and he fell to the ground and died.

Without the various defensive and offensive moves of martial arts in close combat, Yang Qing should not be too simple in the face of these sword cultivators, directly punch in close quarters, and then the next one, no sword cultivator can block him, because no sword cultivator can cause his iron cloth shirt to break the defense.

When I ignore your attacks, these sword cultivators are nothing more than a piece of cheese in his eyes, at least that's what Yang Qing thinks.

The other four sword cultivators also seemed to have discovered this embarrassing situation, and they turned around and fled directly without saying a word, and their rich combat experience was very good at this moment.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Yang Qing really didn't have a good impression of these sword cultivators who had nothing to do, so he rushed up directly and caught the slowest sword cultivator, "Hammer Shape".

The tall sword cultivator with a body of nearly seven feet was directly smashed into a meat patty by his punch, the entire head was blurred, and the upper body was directly destroyed into minced limbs by this fist weighing thousands of pounds, and another famous sword cultivator became his fist soul.

Just a few breaths before Yang Qing killed the second sword cultivator, the remaining three sword cultivators had already disappeared. He angrily 'spit' at the slowly shrinking figure in the sky, "I don't have the courage to coax the goods."

Then go and turn around to help those families who are struggling to support them, compared to the unfathomable depth of sword cultivation, these Jin Wuwei and Halberd Tooth Guards are really pediatrics.

After a 'cannon shape', a small piece of no-man's land was directly cleared, and the huge body with up to two blades, the incomparable iron armor and steel fist, and the majestic momentum that swept the world, after leaving a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, these Jinwu guards immediately dispersed.

The gap between high-level martial cultivators and low-level martial cultivators can be seen in this battle, it is only a difference in rank, and killing these low-level martial cultivators at the high level is tantamount to looking at the pattern and looking at the pattern, it is easy to see, this is not a battle at all but a slaughter.

After a period of great battle, the disciples of these families were all wounded, from more than 100 people, only more than 20 people remained, and even the noble representatives could not escape death.

Countless severed limbs and mutilated bodies, dyeing the entire Northeast Division into a blood-red, the rest of the family are lying next to the corpses of their deceased relatives and crying, just now they were talking and laughing together in the blink of an eye, and everyone will be sad and unbearable.

Yang Qing didn't have time to pay attention to them, for him the battle had just begun. After Senior Brother Ma Yan chose the camp of the Seventeen Great Families, the antagonistic relationship between Wuzong and Shi Zhenhua has already arisen, either you die or I live.

Although there were many black-armored and black-belted halberd guards, they were obviously the biggest victims of this battle, almost all of them were killed and wounded, and most of the corpses lying on the ground were theirs.

There are still more than 30 Jin Wuwei left, and all of them are surrounded by Shi Yingluo and Shi Zhenhua at this moment. The terrible melee left these Jin Wuwei with wounds and bleeding, and the golden armor was now dull and badly damaged.

Yang Qing tore off the rags that were still left on his shoulders, the situation was really urgent just now, and he opened the iron cloth shirt directly without taking off his shirt.

Seeing the murderer with the title of 'Wushuang Fist' on the opposite side walking towards this side, Shi Zhenhua swallowed nervously, he turned his head and directly ordered the ace who was standing next to him and had never moved, "Black Mountain, that kid is the only one who has appeared." ”

Commander Jin Wuwei, who was wearing a black iron mask, also began to look at Yang Qing, who was approaching. This young man who shines in the Eagle Meeting, with fearless and energetic eyes, undefeated domineering fists, and an iron cloth shirt like King Kong.

"Then let me finish you here," he muttered, removing his upper body and mask from his never-ever removed mask.