There was a sudden thud.

It was a thunderclap.

The ground shook.

The thunder without warning, the sudden vibration, made the tigers, wolves, deer, rabbits and other things in the woods all run for their lives.

The thunder was hit by Qin Xianyu.

Song Ye hadn't made a move yet, and Qin Xianyu had already made a move.

Now that the words have come to this point, Qin Xianyu doesn't expect to settle the fight with this murderer who is the third on the murderous list, and he doesn't want to bother more, so he has to do it anyway, so he will strike first.

The pavilion where Song Ye was located had been shattered to pieces.

The pavilion was made by the branches of many trees, which were transformed into pavilions, and now they were extinguished by a thunderbolt, and all the trees were destroyed, reduced to pieces, or charred by fire.

Song Ye was in it, safe and sound, he was dressed in gray clothes condensed with murderous aura, and water and fire were inviolable. His expression remained unchanged, and his hair was not scorched in the flames.

He seemed to be safe and sound under the thunder.

Yuan Fan was extremely surprised in his heart.

Qin Xianyu's face remained unchanged, his body shook, and three avatars flashed.

He knew how powerful his palm thunder was, and as long as he had never stepped on the triple realm, no one could stand still and suffer it.

is like a great martial arts master, whose martial arts are at the pinnacle, but he can't stand still and be slashed by swords. Even if the person holding the sword in his hand is just an ordinary person who has never practiced martial arts, it is enough to take the life of the great grandmaster.

Song Ye obviously hadn't stepped on the third realm, he was under the thunder method, and he only barely used the Dao method to resist it, and he seemed to be safe and sound, but in fact he had suffered some minor injuries.

After Qin Xianyu played the thunder method, he released three avatars and headed towards Song Ye.

"Well done. ”

Song Ye showed a look of intoxication, as if he was immersed in killing intent.

The gray aura on his body suddenly rose to the sky. Gather high in the sky and turn into clouds.

Clouds rolled in, obscuring hundreds of miles.

The gray clouds darkened the heavens and the earth, and sometimes there were blood flashes inside, like blood-colored thunder. It's bloody.

It was as if the endless killing aura withered the plants and trees and cracked the rocks.

Rao is an orthodox sword immortal like Yuan Fan, and he can't help but hold his breath.

And Qin Xianyu has cultivated the innate mixed ancestral qi, and he is the most sensitive to the outside world, especially when he cultivates higher than Yuan Fan, so his perception of murderous qi is even stronger.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, the forest is as cold as ice. Infiltrates into the bone marrow.

Qin Xianyu held the sword tightly, the mana was running, and the qi of the Dao sword was circulating, so that the body could be considered to be warmed up and free from the influence.

Song Ye's murderous aura was rolling, condensing into a dark cloud, and he was not afraid of Qin Xianyu's three incarnations. And he immediately greeted him.

"This person is almost indistinguishable from murderous spirit. ”

Qin Xianyu stared at it and saw the clouds around him. There are countless grievances, and they are extremely gloomy.

Song Ye killed countless people, and when he killed too much, every time he killed a person, someone would be possessed by the innate mixed ancestor qi after death, which would increase the killing chance. When you are usually against the enemy. There is no need to talk nonsense at all, a single increase in killing opportunities is enough to deter the enemy.

Qin Xianyu's face was quite solemn, the three incarnations were broken in just one face, and one in his hand was thunderous.

Five thunders and rectification. Burst into the sky and into the clouds.

Leifa is the most evil!

The sky was cloudy, and Song Ye's aura dropped slightly.

Qin Xianyu pressed his hand, and it was another palm thunder, heading towards Song Ye himself.

Song Ye clenched his fist and struck it, and a gray flame appeared on his hand, smashing on the thunder.

Bang!

The thunder dissipated, and the flames rose into the air.

Shout!

A sword light suddenly came, passing through the thunderous flames.

Song Ye's face changed, and a dagger turned out in his hand.

With a thud, the dagger shattered, and the sword light swept across one of his arms, and then the arm snapped.

Yuan Fan secretly said in his heart: "Although this person's cultivation is slightly higher than that of the little master and uncle, but the hole void sword light of the little master and uncle is really the most advantageous means of attacking, showing the method of Yandi Sword Immortal." Song Ye is certainly powerful, but my Yandi is known as the number one attacker, but it is not something he can match. ”

Song Ye's blood gushed out from the broken arm, his face remained unchanged, and when he wiped it with his other hand, he saw that the ash qi had gathered, and he had grabbed the wound, intending to stop the blood, but the residual power of the cave void sword light did not disperse, and there was still a slight remnant of sword qi, and the blood was not stopped. He frowned, turned his hand into a knife, and cut off the severed arm, so that the gray cloud could stop the bleeding.

The immortals and the like can be reborn with broken arms, Song Ye has killed countless people over the years, and it is inevitable that he will be injured by others, and he will inevitably be chased and killed, and he will suffer more than a few injuries, but no matter how serious the injuries are, they can be repaired with murderous energy, but they will not hurt themselves.

It is precisely because of this that he continues to repair himself, and over time, his whole body seems to be condensed with murderous energy.

The intent to kill is ingrained in the marrow.

He kills without blinking, and he does not fluctuate when he hurts himself.

Qin Xianyu was slightly surprised when he saw him so ruthless, but the means were non-stop, he held the sword and flew forward violently.

The five-colored smoke Luo protected himself, and the upright sword pierced Song Ye's eyebrows.

"Good. ”

Song Ye suddenly let out a low snort, his eyes were full of ecstasy, and then he stretched out his hand and beat the broken arm on the ground into powder, the blood mist condensed, turned into a treasure tripod, and slammed into it.

Qin Xianyu pierced this blood-colored treasure with a sword.

And Song Ye's cruel smile was in front of him.

Song Ye stretched out his hand and clenched the tip of the sword, opened his mouth and bit it, blood dripping from his teeth.

A smell of ripe meat came from his mouth.

Qin Xianyu wanted to draw his sword and retreat, but he was held tightly by Song Ye and couldn't get out.

And Song Ye bit at his neck.

As long as Qin Xianyu stabbed his sword forward, it was enough to pierce Song Ye's chest, but Song Ye was also able to bite his neck. If Qin Xianyu abandoned the Shouzheng Sword, then Song Ye would be able to gain an inch, press in, and gain the upper hand.

"I'm not afraid of death, are you afraid?"

Song Ye's eyes showed such a color.

If Qin Xianyu sent his sword forward, it would be enough to assassinate him, but he could also bite Qin Xianyu's neck, and the consequences would be the same.

As long as one side retreats, it will not die, but it will inevitably be attacked by a storm.

The comparison is who is not afraid of death.

This is a common means used by Song Ye.

"What if you don't use a sword?"

Qin Xianyu suddenly spoke, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

His left hand was raised, and thunder was born in his palm.

The palm thunder hit Song Ye's head, and it was instantly scorched.

Qin Xianyu forcefully pulled out the Shouzheng Sword, and with a stroke of luck, his body was split in half.

However, the corpse in front of him suddenly turned into a dark cloud.

This is not the real thing!

Qin Xianyu's back was cold, the cicada wings stepped out, and suddenly stepped forward ten zhang, turning over and opening his five fingers.

Five Thunder Rectification!

Thunder in the palm of your hand!

The six thunderbolts suddenly changed, fused into one, and turned blue and red in an instant.

Green thunder and red mangs.

Six Yang to the Realm God Thunder!(To be continued......)