"Boom", Zhang Tong only felt as if there had been an explosion in his body, but he didn't actually make any sound, but it shook his head and buzzed, and then the demonic qi couldn't withstand the sword intent and was destroyed, and it was scattered and scattered into the meridians

At the same time, within Zhang Tong's sea of qi, the gourd sword qi also extinguished the invading demonic qi, and then gushed out, and began to run along the meridians according to the sword technique, but whenever there was demonic qi, it immediately urged it to dissolve it in an instant, and in a blink of an eye, the demonic qi that invaded Zhang Tong's body was completely wiped out.

From the outside, Zhang Tong was like a sponge absorbing water, inhaling all the demonic qi wrapped around him into his body. Since Zhang Tong had already fallen at this time, losing the suppression of the Heavenly Evil Great Array, the follow-up demonic qi no longer followed, and he had already shown his form in the blink of an eye.

"This person is really not afraid of demonic qi infection!" At this moment, Meng Qing also happened to arrive on the spot, and found that Zhang Tong's demonic qi had disappeared, but there was no sign of entering the demon, and he was slightly taken aback.

Although Meng Qing expected it in the morning, what he saw with his own eyes at this time still made him feel a little incredible. In fact, the Heavenly Evil Great Array connects the extraterritorial demon realm, and the introduction of these demonic qi is not a great thing, as long as the cultivation reaches a certain level, it is natural to be able to not be afraid of infection, and even be able to collect it and use it to practice magic weapons, which is also commonplace.

And the only thing that surprised Meng Qing and was a little curious was that Zhang Tong's current cultivation obviously did not reach that level, and it was even far away, even he couldn't beat him, let alone rely on his own cultivation to resist the infection of demonic qi, so the only explanation left was that Zhang Tong was carrying a strange treasure and was specifically able to restrain demonic energy.

This is also why Meng Qing didn't know the details of Zhang Tong, so he had this guess, and couldn't help but secretly wonder: "Look at this person's age is younger than me." The swordsmanship is already quite popular, and it must have an extraordinary origin. The magic weapon I carry on my body must be unusual, if I take it away, I will definitely be able to increase my strength, and I will be able to advance a few places in the ranking of Wuling Youth, and I will reach the realm of refining gods in the future, and I will be able to secure an elder seat without going to the camp hard!"

Meng Qing thought to himself, and on the other hand, he showed a slight hint of eagerness, and was about to send out the flying sword. Kill Zhang Tong at once. After everything is safe, search carefully. This is also the fact that he has competed with countless geniuses for the thirty-two places of Wuling Teenagers in the Heavenly Evil Sect over the years, and he has long developed a cautious character, otherwise he will be a little careless. You risk dying.

At the same time, Zhang Tong didn't know that he was about to die. From the moment he was covered by demonic qi and fell from the sky, he was in a semi-comatose state, and in a trance, he only felt that his body was hot and dry, but it was the gourd sword qi that was sweeping away the remaining demonic qi all over his body at this time. Immediately, a warning suddenly rose in his heart, which made him wake up suddenly, and he didn't wait to open his eyes. He already felt that Meng Qing's breath was less than a few feet away from him.

Zhang Tong's mood sank instantly, although just now with the gourd sword technique and the fire of the five aggregates, he had completely wiped out the demonic qi that had invaded his body, but after this twist and turn. It also consumed most of his sword qi, coupled with the fact that he had tried desperately to escape before, and he had injured his meridians, and it was difficult to recover for a while, in this state, it was impossible to escape between Meng Qing's fingers.

"It's over! Is it that today I also want to die under this person's sword like Wuyun Immortal Niang!" Zhang Tong's mind instantly swelled up with a trace of desperate thoughts, but then it was extinguished by the trace of sword intent stored in his chest, which aroused the ferocity hidden in his heart even more, and simply bit his teeth, and secretly thought in his heart: "Hmph! Since you have to let me die, then I can't let you live well! I directly detonated the sword qi, plus the fire of the five aggregates, even if I can't kill you, I will burn you to death!"

Zhang Tong was in a desperate situation, seeing that Meng Qing was coming, while making up his mind, he secretly began to urge the sword technique, and was about to explode the sword qi with Meng Qing, but he didn't expect that at this moment, there was a sudden sound from the sky, followed by a purple electric light, and it came with the sound, extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had already reached the front, and went straight to Meng Qing's top door to kill him. ...,

"En, purple electric sword!" Meng Qing didn't have time to kill Zhang Tong again, he hurriedly looked up, and when he saw the purple electric light, he immediately frowned, and then his body retreated violently, raising his cold moon sword xiangshang to resist the past.

Zhang Tong didn't expect that in this situation, he could still survive in the near future, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, quickly stabilized his true qi, and was not in a hurry to blow himself up, taking advantage of Meng Qing's lack of time to take care of him, he took out a few healing pills that Zhen Yuandao had originally given him and swallowed them, and then turned over and rolled, not caring about any image, and directly ran in the opposite direction of Meng Qing's retreat with both hands and feet.

If Zhang Tong still had some spare strength at this time, he would be able to take the opportunity to rush out of the Heavenly Evil Array directly, but unfortunately his current situation is really not optimistic, and if he forcibly urges the sword qi, he will have to leave a big trouble, which will aggravate the injury at least and may affect his future cultivation at worst.

Just now, Zhang Tong was determined to die together, so he naturally didn't care about anything, but now, time has changed, and he sees the hope of survival again, so he naturally refuses to act rashly.

And later, that person snorted, Zhang Tong sounded a little familiar, as if he had seen it before, but he had a vague impression and couldn't remember it for a while, but then again, if he attacked Meng Qing in this situation, he wouldn't be the enemy after all.

After a little thought in his heart, Zhang Tong had already come up with some guesses, and he was slightly relieved. Almost at the same time, that purple electric light also collided with Meng Qing's Cold Moon Sword in mid-air. However, both sides seem to be masters of using swords, and they are well versed in the principle of combining reality and fiction, and when the sword light touches, it immediately turns reality into nothing, and it does not make any earth-shattering sound. Instead, they followed their own tracks and danced rapidly, which was dazzling.

Especially the purple electric light, between the essence of the lightning, like a thunderbolt, the sword momentum was tricky and ruthless, in an instant, flying up and down, actually forcing Meng Qing's Cold Moon Sword to retreat again and again, and several times it was almost stopped and cut down.

Zhang Tong could see it clearly below, and his heart was also secretly speechless, and he said in his heart: "Who is the person who came to save me?" Look at this swordsmanship is actually very superb, in terms of swordsmanship alone, it is a cut above Meng Qing, and looking at that purple sword light, it seems to be more sharp than Meng Qing's Cold Moon Sword!"

At the same time, just when Zhang Tonghu was suspicious, Meng Qing's heart was even more shocked than him, his face was unprecedentedly dignified, as the leader of the Heavenly Evil Sect's generation, with swords, although he was ranked, only the twenty-first among the Wuling boys, but in terms of swordsmanship alone, he was only below the first-ranked senior brother Zhai Que, and was appreciated by the current Evil Sect Sect, if it weren't for the fact that he had not yet reached the realm of refining gods, he would not only rank twenty-first.

But at this moment, Meng Qing had to admit that the enemy in front of him, who had only heard a sound and had never been masked, had steadily surpassed him in swordsmanship, and was not even below Zhai Que, who was ranked first among the Wuling youths.

Meng Qing's brows tightened, and he secretly thought in his heart: "This person's sword strength is not much stronger than mine, and he should not have reached the realm of refining gods, but his swordsmanship has far surpassed me, and listening to her voice, she is still a woman, is it really a disciple of Master Yuqing of Feiyunjian Biyun'an?"

The more Meng Qing thought about it, the more determined he became, coupled with the flying sword with purple electric light, it was the famous "Taiyi Purple Electric Thunder Light Sword Technique" that Master Yuqing of Biyun'an relied on.

Even if Meng Qing's Cold Moon Sword was a good material forbidden, when it met that purple electric light, he gradually felt a little irresistible. Especially the swordsmanship of the person who came is also extremely superb, urging the sword trick to cut his flying sword every time, because the flying sword emits a sword light There are also strong and weak parts, and the sword light at the head of the sword is generally condensed, and the power is naturally the strongest, and when it comes to the sword body, because the sword light is dispersed, the power will be weakened, and the sword tail will be weaker. ...,

Therefore, the general master fights the sword, if the flying sword used is equivalent, the head of the sword is used to hit the enemy's sword body or sword tail, once the hand is successful, it is to overcome the weak with the strong, and immediately make the enemy's flying sword injured, so as to reduce the power sharply, and quickly achieve victory, which is also a reflection of the high and low level of swordsmanship.

Otherwise, before that, Wuyun Immortal Niang's flying sword was not much weaker than Meng Qing's Cold Moon Sword, but after attacking and killing, it was forced back in a moment, and the gap between the two was here.

Now it is the feng shui in turn, but it is Meng Qing's sword light, which has almost been restrained several times, although he reacts extremely quickly and dodges in zuihou, but he has already messed up, the sword light is clumsy, and he was beaten so that he only had the ability to parry and had no power to fight back.

Immediately after another moment, he suddenly saw the purple electric sword light flash, caught a flaw in Meng Qing, and the speed suddenly skyrocketed, and when the air swirled, it just happened to hit the waist of the cold moon sword, and the flying sword fell down violently, and the moon-white sword light dimmed.

Meng Qing's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly urged his true qi again and again to stabilize the sword light, but after this, his power was not as good as before. Meng Qing saw it in his eyes, and his heart immediately sank, and he knew that his flying sword had been damaged, and it was almost impossible to turn defeat into victory.

"It's not good! I'm not an opponent!" Meng Qing saw that the opportunity was not good, and immediately said secretly in his heart. Immediately hurriedly wanted to take the sword light back, and then took advantage of the situation to turn around and run away, although his personality is cold, but he is not a fool who does not know how to change, and the gains and losses of advance and retreat have long been clearly weighed in his heart.

But Meng Qing didn't expect that the other party was one step ahead of him, and at this moment, a voice suddenly came, and said faintly: "I only want to leave now, isn't it too late?"

Immediately, the voice fell, and I saw that purple lightning, flickering, a change, actually burst out of it countless purple thunderbolts, as many as a hundred ways, like a group of snakes spitting letters, from all directions to kill fiercely!(Welcome to your support, is my greatest motivation.) )