The peerless holy sword in Ye Qiu's hand was as full as jade, but there was a touch of blood red at the edge of the sword.

Faced with the storm-like attack of the old Jin Crow King, Ye Qiu took his sword and killed him without hesitation, using his unparalleled sword energy.

The two of them fought again, fighting back and forth, and the sky collapsed and the earth broke.

In the distance, Changmei Real Man was amazed.

"The little bastard's combat power is really terrible. He can fight against the quasi-emperor strong man, pervert."

After three hundred moves.

Suddenly, Ye Qiu changed his sword move and slashed out with one sword.

This sword seems slow, but in fact it is almost at its peak.

Wherever the sword edge passed, time seemed to be still. The old Jin Crow King was shocked to find that all his attack trajectories were cut off by this sword in advance.

"This sword... contains the power of time and space?"

When the old Jin Crow King was surprised, blood splattered.

"Puff!"

Ye Qiu's long sword pierced the left shoulder of the old Jin Crow King, and he himself was shot by the old Jin Crow King in the waist, and he flew backwards like a cannonball, leaving a string of blood beads in the air.

"Ahem..."

Ye Qiu barely stabilized his body, and bones were visible in the wound on his waist, and blood kept gushing out, but the sword in his hand dripped with golden blood, which was the blood of the old Jin Crow King!

"You... can you hurt me so much?" The old Jin Crow King pressed the wound on his shoulder, his face so gloomy and terrifyingly.

He didn't expect that he would be forced to this point by a monk at the peak of the peerless saint king.

Ye Qiu sighed in his heart. His cultivation was still too weak. If it were at the same level, the old Jin Crow King would have been cut off by him.

The strength of a quasi-emperor strongman can only be described in eight words—

Unfathomable!

It's so scary!

"Ye Changsheng, you will die today!"

The old Jin Crow King twisted his shoulders, and the golden light flowed from the wound, and his injury instantly recovered as before.

He held a golden spear in his hand, pointing directly at Ye Qiu's throat, with deep murderous intent in his eyes.

Ye Qiu reached out and touched her, and the injury on her waist recovered. A disdainful curve was raised at the corner of her mouth, and she retorted: "Stop talking big, you, the only one who died today will die."

The air between the two seemed to solidify, and the atmosphere became tense again. At this critical moment, a discordant voice suddenly sounded.

"Two guys, aren't you tired after fighting for so long?"

The Changmei Zhenren stood on the Chengfeng Sword and looked at the old Jinwu King, and his voice was as loud as a bell: "Why sit down and rest for a while and have some barbecue?"

As he said that, he took out something from the space ring, which was the corpse of the eldest prince!

The originally mighty golden crow's body had already appeared in its original form at this moment. It was a three-legged golden crow several feet long, with its golden feathers dull and dull.

"You--" The old Jin Crow King's pupils suddenly shrank and his whole body trembled.

The real man Changmei seemed to have not realized it, and began to pluck his hair skillfully. While plucking his hair, he said, "This feather is a good material for refining weapons. One can be exchanged for at least hundreds of thousands of spirit stones. This skin is also a good thing. It can be sold for a good price..."

"Stop!" The old Jin Crow King roared angrily, his voice like thunder, shaking the sky and the earth.

The long-browed real man turned a deaf ear and continued to talk to himself: "There are still these eyes..."

His fingers were like hooks, and he dug out the former majestic golden eyes with a "puff" sound, and said, "It has the effect of awakening the mind and improving the eyes, and it is just right to make medicinal wine."

"Stinky Taoist priest, go to die!" The old Jin Crow King completely ran away, and the golden spear turned into a ray of light, taking the head of Changmei Zhenren.

He no longer cared about Ye Qiu at this moment, and only had one thought in his mind, which was to tear the long-browed real person who desecrated his son's body.

"I didn't expect that you are very old and have such a big temper." Ye Qiu was prepared, and his figure flashed in front of the old Jin Crow King, blocking the holy sword in his hand.

With a loud "dang", Mars splattered everywhere. Ye Qiu was shaken back dozens of feet, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, successfully blocking the old Jin Crow King.

"Boy, why are you standing there stupidly? Come and help." Changmei Zhenren shouted to Ning Fan in the distance.

Ning Fan then came to his senses and hurried to the side of Changmei Zhenren.

Next, under the bloodshot eyes of the old Jin Crow King, the two quickly pulled away the golden feathers on the eldest prince's body.

In a blink of an eye, the once majestic golden crow turned into a bare "breaster".

"Little bastard, lend me a little strange fire." Changmei Zhenren shouted without raising her head.

Ye Qiu waved his fingers and a red flame appeared.

The flame seemed gentle, but actually contained terrifying high temperatures. It was one of the four holy-level strange fires he obtained from the demon clan.

With the strange fire, Changmei Zhenren quickly set up a simple barbecue grill, and then he put the body of the eldest prince with bare feathers on the fire, and his movements were so skillful that he seemed to have done it thousands of times.

Soon, the Saint-level strange fire roasted the golden crow's body, making a "sizzling" sound, and a strange smell of meat began to spread between the world.

"You guys... deserve to die!"

The old Jin Crow King's voice was hoarse, and his whole body was so trembling that he could hardly hold the spear.

His eyes were red and two lines of blood and tears flowed from his golden pupils. As a father, he watched his beloved eldest son suffer such humiliation after his death, which was even more uncomfortable than killing him.

Ye Qiu sneered, "You can't stand it anymore? Did you ever think about today when you massacred the cultivators of the Qingyun Sword Sect?"

"Shut up!" The old Jin Crow King was completely crazy, with golden flames ignited all over his body, and even his hair turned into a beating flame.

He no longer retained it, the pressure of the quasi-emperor powerful man burst out in full swing, and the clouds of thousands of miles were instantly evaporated!

"The Golden Crow Burning Heaven Art - Nine Yangs Destroy the World!"

The old Jin Crow King put away his golden spear, formed seals with both hands, and a nine-wheeled golden sun phantom appeared behind him.

Every round of the sun contains the power to destroy the world, and even the void is burned out countless black holes.

This is one of the strongest killer moves of the Golden Crow clan. Once used, it will destroy the world.

Ye Qiu's face changed suddenly. He could feel the horror of this attack. He immediately used the Nine-Turn Divine Dragon Art to the extreme and prepared to face the enemy.

"This old guy is crazy!" The long-browed real man finally stopped the barbecue, stood up with a serious expression, and shouted: "Little bastard, be careful."

"Don't talk nonsense, keep barbecuing. When I kill this old guy, I still have to eat meat to replenish my energy." Ye Qiu said.

"Okay." Changmei Zhenren continued to barbecue.

At this time, Ye Qiu rushed all his true energy into the sword body, and the blood line on the peerless holy sword suddenly lit up a dazzling red light.

Ye Qiu once again used the Unparalleled Sword Technique.

In an instant, the sword light was like blood, reflecting half of the sky red, competing with the nine-wheeled golden sun.

"Boom!"

The moment the two forces collided, the world was faded.

The dazzling light forced Changmei Zhenren and Ning Fan to close their eyes. The terrifying shock wave shook countless cracks from the void.
Chapter completed!