Zheng!

Xiao Qingfeng came again, pushing straight with just one sword, but it was like a meteor shower drop falling from the sky. Each spark was full of fierce sword moves, which were connected to each other, stacked layer by layer, like a tide and wave, sweeping through the air.

The red fire true energy surrounding him sank into the sword like a solid flowing water.

The sword light surged, more than several times.

As the sword light sucked and spitted, the whistling air and wind were completely shattered.

"die!"

Xiao Qingfeng let out a long roar, and the sword posture changed again, like a dragon fish jumping up from the tide, trying to climb the dragon gate and climb the dragon platform.

Thousands of swords become foils!

This sword is really like the finishing touch. Only this change has surpassed the thousands of changes before. Even if Yang Yu saw it, his expression was moved.

"This sword..."

With a sword slashed out, Xiao Qingfeng's heart was also inspiring.

I just feel extremely happy, I just feel so happy, I just feel the bottleneck that has troubled me for many years, as if I have loosened at this moment.

This is a summary of all my sword techniques over the past thirty years, and it is at its peak and going further!

"good!"

This is the first time that Yang Yu has spoken out since he took out his sword.

Hoarse and loud.

Facing Xiao Qingfeng's extreme sword, the sword he wanted to cut was a bit pale.

But his swordsmanship is not his strength.

Therefore, as the two swords intersected, as the light of the sword poured down, he felt a little bit under his feet, and the bluestone ground collapsed from the air, and his whole body was raised three feet higher.

Avoiding the frontal collision of the sword force, the ape's arms stretched out, and then pulled back again. The five fingers were pinched together, as if holding the wind in the sky between the five fingers.

Then, he pushed the gold mountain and bombarded the jade pillar like a bombardment!

Boom!

This punch seemed to be accompanied by wind and thunder, or like a huge mountain collapse, and a large area of ​​strong wind swept across the clouds, like a divine dragon swooping down.

The grand and vast room is also full of heroism and domineeringness.

But it was exactly what he had never forgotten when he first saw the mountain, and he realized when he saw the golden armored man defeating Fang Qidao.

Domineering boxing!

boom!

It was like a falling thunder exploded in my heart, and it was extremely terrifying.

"This is……"

Xiao Qingfeng's eyes widened.

In a moment, he fell from the paradise that was about to break through to the hell that was about to die. The huge contrast almost made him vomit blood and become crazy.

Domineering boxing!

This is the domineering fist of the Ming army, the Martial Saint God, and the King of Zhao of the Western Palace!

"No!"

As the bone-bone cold current came, Xiao Qingfeng felt that his blood seemed to be frozen.

‘I will die under this punch!’

fear!

An unprecedented terror filled my heart.

But the flash of these days only took a moment, and it turned into a surging rage.

"I'll die?!"

"What a joke!"

The extreme anger filled my heart, and Xiao Qingfeng finally reacted. The sword force that was about to reach the same level suddenly pulled back, as if he was about to jump into the dragon gate and then fell into the fall.

The sacred and free energy turned into a monstrous anger that could not be achieved.

Blow out!

call!

It seemed like a big sun fell into the martial arts field. The light that rose instantly almost blinded the eyes of many guards, guests, and masters who came to hear the sound.

Immediately, a lot of thunder exploded in an instant.

Boom!

The earthquake shook, and the silt and gravel splashed.

With the collision between the two people as the center, the ground nearly ten feet completely shattered, and was smoothed out by the terrifying air waves, and they all fell more than one foot.

The smoke and dust storm made the faces of many guards who dared to come and felt pain.

"No!"

Some people's eyes were so angry that they were crazy.

However, Xiao Qingfeng himself felt nothing, and he felt that he rose up in vain.

I saw the horror scene of gravel splashing, the figure of the black robe that was hit from top to bottom, and I also saw myself squirting blood all over my body and rubbing my muscles and bones.

"I'm going to die..."

Absolute darkness and unwillingness surged into my heart at the same time.

"Um?!"

The wave of air was hit, and Yang Yu, who was about to hit Xiao Qingfeng with one punch, frowned. He did not do his best in this punch.

A hazy but tough aperture appeared at some point, which was blocking the explosion of his last strength between him and Xiao Qingfeng!

symbol?

Talisman?

The thought of surprise flashed through, and there were also sounds of roars of shock or anger and fear in the distance:

"Show mercy!"

"stop!"

"Can't kill him, stop!"

...

Can't kill him?

"What a joke..."

His eyes turned cold and hesitated almost without any hesitation. Yang Yu pulled himself up and his fists rose and fell, fierce and domineering.

No matter what kind of young master, face, aristocratic family, or genius you are.

I'm going to kill you!

Don't die with one punch?
Chapter completed!