Zhao Qingchan instantly killed five masters from the West Factory with a flying sword.

"Flying Sword?"

"Where does this teacher go out?"

"Ximen Chuxue, it's unreasonable. I haven't heard that Ximen Chuxue can do sword control."

The dozens of people who were fighting in the inn were stunned on the spot and looked at him with horror, and they couldn't understand where this person learned the sword-control technique.

Because they can all see Zhao Qingchan’s first-class realm, that is definitely not a sword with his energy!

Obviously, this is a real sword-control technique.

But most of the people who died were from the West Factory, and five first-rate masters died directly.

How could Jia Yan not be furious? He immediately shouted angrily: "The surname of Cao, he won't let me kill you."

Bang.

The wooden door of a house was knocked through.

Cao Shaoqin of Dongchang looked cold, and accompanied by broken wood and sword energy, he rushed towards Zhao Huaian and Qiu Moyan.

When Jia Yan saw Ma Jinliang being dragged by Liu Xuan and Lu Xiaochuan was just a little master, he jumped to the second floor by himself, walking with an extremely strange but agile body movement, and his speed was extremely fast, and he suddenly rushed to Brother Chan.

Crackling.

The sword bodies were intertwined, and Mars kept blooming.

Both sword skills have reached their peak.

Not only is it fast enough, but it is also tricky enough.

result.

One trick is not careful.

Jia Yan took out the latter's long sword with one sword until Zhao Qingchan's eyebrows stabbed.

Bang!

The floor under Brother Chan's feet exploded again, and he leaned back and kept retreating, but the sword energy in front of his eyebrows was always more than one foot long.

Immediately afterwards, another loud bang.

Zhao Qingchan then broke through the earth wall and retreated to a rainy night. The sword energy barely rubbed his cheek and pierced a hole in the puddle.

As a big shot in the West Factory, Jia Yan learned the Evil-Breaking Sword Skill, and with his strong master's internal skills, he was really not afraid of the very strange sword-control technique.

As he approached, he kept sneering: "Sword Control is rare. If you don't find a deep mountain and old forest to practice, you will be troubled by my West Factory. Today, you will be alive."

Swish.

Zhao Qingchan avoided a sword energy again, kicked her left foot and splashed a wave of water. After dodging, he also smiled and said, "Are you not afraid that I will use another sword-controlling technique to let you die tonight?"

"Just, you have only one level of cultivation. How many times can you use it even if you have the sword control technique?"

Brother Chan kept silent.

The difference between a master of martial arts and ordinary first-class masters is here.

Even if they were afraid of sword control, these guys also understood one thing: the more rare they had sword skills, the more they consumed.

Even though he knows that he is not using his energy to control the sword, he still understands that he will suffer from other aspects.

Next second.

The murderous intent reappears.

Zhao Qingchan narrowed his eyes, and his head was raised slightly involuntarily. A sword energy passed by the top of his head, but the remaining energy cut the rain into two pieces in a short time, and then cut a crack into the earth wall behind.

Rumble.

A flash of lightning struck near the two of them.

This second.

The two of them took action at the same time.

Ding ~

This was a crisp sound, but when the two swords attacked each other, the rain was instantly evaporated.

Jia Yan's face was cold and surprised that his opponent's internal skills were indeed extraordinary. He dared to fight against him.

But his wrist trembled slightly, and his already standing sword body tilted slightly, and a sword energy was delivered.

Swish.

It was like a silver thread, which had just cut through the rain curtain and had already arrived in front of the latter.

The sword energy in Zhao Qingchan's eyes continued to magnify. He raised the sword to block it horizontally, and gently flicked his fingers on the sword.

Buzz!

The sword in his hand was trembling slightly, and thousands of raindrops were pounding forward, colliding with the coming sword energy, and it also exploded in front of him.

But Jia Yan was faster, and he had already arrived with several sword energy piercing over.

However, Zhao Qingchan twisted his feet and kicked out a water curtain again. He saw that the sword energy had just broken all the sword energy with the tip of his sword.

This extremely fast sword technique is simply unimaginable.

However, Jia Yan was less than 100 meters tall and shouted loudly: "Take your life!"

bite.

Jia Yan picked out his long sword again, but Zhao Qingchan dragged the sword body with the Tai Chi sword to remove the force aside.

When the two were in a wrong position, they had a palm.

The energy exploded.

Zhao Qingchan took a few steps back, while Jia Yan took only half a step back.

"Yes, but I see how much internal strength you have." Jia Yan sneered repeatedly. This person did not dare to turn the long sword in his hand into a flying sword, which means that he did not have the ability to kill with one blow.

Next.

The two of them kept fighting with long swords, and Mars burst.

Coupled with Jia Yan's sword energy that was erratic, he had cut open the rain curtains around Zhao Qingchan.

Obviously.

If Zhao Qingchan resists these sword energy, he will be severely damaged.

And the lethality of the master is far beyond the reach of a first-class master!

If it weren't for his three-dimensional attributes and too many unique skills, he would have been unable to support it long ago.

bite!

Another collision.

The man who was too handsome was still turned into a cock, and he was still pressed by the force to retreat.

Jia Yan came close to him, and a sword energy swept across his legs and cut him down the bottom lane.

Zhao Qingchan's expression changed slightly, and he jumped to turn over from his head. He rushed up and rushed down, flew backwards in the air and continued to kill Jia Yan.

pity.

Another sword energy is approaching.

Zhao Qingchan had just landed on the ground and shattered the sword energy.

Jia Yan's speed suddenly surged, and he finally stabbed his chest with a sword.

Thorn.

The golden silk silkworm armor in the Western Regions was pierced through, and the long sword penetrated into the body.

At the same time.

Zhao Qingchan also spitted blood and slapped Jia Yan several feet away.

Next second.

Both of them fell in a pool of blood, motionless...

I don't know how long it took.

Zhao Qingchan spitted out a stream of blood from his mouth again, and then he opened his eyes and was struggling to stand up.

But Jia Yan...

But he couldn't stand up no matter how hard he was.

Because of that palm...

The palm power was not too strong, but another flying sword flew out of his sleeve, truly piercing through his heart, and is still in his body.

At this time, Jia Yanyan lay on the ground with a panting, looking at him with a ferocious expression and reluctance. He could not believe that this boy was still alive after being pierced through his heart.
To be continued...