The curved sword light and curved edge are like a crescent moon, the magic sword of the year, Bai Xiaolou's sword.

Full Moon Scimitar.

Su Qing's originally calm and clear eyes finally seemed to have changed. He thought of the previous owner of this sword, who seriously injured him and even almost killed him. But now, the man in front of him has the same skill as the old owner of this sword.

, then can the power of this magic sword reach its peak, and be better than the old?

The answer is yes.

Gong Ziyu only used one sword, but one sword had already produced thousands of changes. It was the Ruyi Heavenly Demon, with eight consecutive moves. When the light of the sword appeared in the snowy night, it just seemed like a round blue moon, hanging high and not falling.

But before he could see it clearly, the light of the sword had turned into a series of flying rainbows. With the sword in his hand, the wind and snow whirled sharply, making people feel murderous and frightening. The whining and howling could actually capture people's attention. Before they could fight, they had already gained the upper hand.

Three points.

Such a fast sword, such an evil sword, such a thrilling sword. This world has not seen such a bright and frightening sword light for decades. It is a sword light that shakes the sky and the earth, and shakes the world. This sword has a

In the world, there are only a handful of people who can rival you. How many people can win?

"You must have been waiting for this day for many years!"

Su Qing's calm and calm face finally showed a smile. He really should smile. After all, it is a very happy thing to have one more opponent. If a person lives in the world, he will not be able to compete with his opponent in the end.

It's all gone, wouldn't it be sad.

Fortunately, there are still opponents in this world, Xie Xiaofeng's sword, Yan Shisan's sword, and this sword.

He drew his sword.

The sword in the sleeve.

But smell.

"Choke!"

The crisp sound of the sword suddenly sounded, and the four-foot green blade was spit out from his sleeve. No one was holding it, but it was like a dragon and snake swimming around, turning into a green rainbow, like a lightning star, circling around Su Qing's body, sending the

Thousands of sword lights all swayed away, and then fell lightly like floating catkins.

Look again.

The nameless long sword is already in my hand.

The next moment, Su Qing made a horizontal stroke with his sword.

The Gong Ziyu on the opposite side suddenly widened his eyes, but saw that the sword turned, the brilliance on the sword body was revealed, the green light burst out, and in an instant it was like thousands of green rainbows pouring down.

If the sword in the opponent's hand were replaced by a knife, this move would be almost the same as the previous one.

No, not only the moves, but also the strength is the same, the sharpness and energy are so sharp and bone-piercing that they are even better than him.

Gong Ziyu seemed to be in a daze as if he had been stabbed by himself. His eyes changed suddenly, and he struck again with the sword, and used the previous sword strike again.

Sure enough, the swords, lights, and swords all collided together, and suddenly there was a sound of drum beating in the wind and snow, which was startling and urgent, shaking the earth and the earth.

"Puff puff puff puff——"

"This is impossible!"

Seeing that the secret skill that he had practiced hard for many years was now used by someone with more power than him, Gong Ziyu's old face suddenly became distorted.

He suddenly seemed to have discovered something, looking at the sword in Su Qing's hand with a strange look in his eyes.

"Your sword?"

"how?"

Su Qing held the sword in her hand.

"Hahaha, it's really interesting. I was worried that winning would be too easy..."

Gong Ziyu's eyes shone.

"Really? Then you can give me a try with my sword!"

Su Qing laughed, raised his hand, and raised his sword.

A horizontal slash with one sword.

The light sword movement seemed to have no trace of fireworks, just like the strokes of a scholar's pen, casual and free, so free and easy.

Above the snowy field, there was originally a chaotic snow curtain, but at this moment, an extremely strange scene suddenly appeared.

Gong Ziyu's laughter faltered, but he let out a strange cry and flashed sharply.

The sword rises, the sword falls.

"Run away?"

The wind and snow were as old as ever. Su Qing looked at the blood spattered on the snow in front of him, his eyes flashed, he seemed to chuckle, and the long sword in his hand suddenly returned to his sleeve, then turned around and drifted away.

Just not long after he left.

The snow forest he was facing before was suddenly cut off.

It was not a dead branch that was broken, nor a tree that was broken, but dozens or hundreds of dead branches and old trees that were all split in two, cut across the waist, cut off by a sword, and the fracture was still flat.

They are all of the same height, and the wood and stone are all broken.

Moreover, the snow has also broken. In the falling snow, there is an inconspicuous gap. This gap seems to be unable to enter the wind, and neither can the snow. It separates the sky and the earth, and separates the clouds and the sky.

Yang, it's like there is an extra line of ink on a piece of white paper, and it's like there's an extra gap. The flying snow in the sky is like a snow-white curtain that was suddenly cut open, broken at the waist, and it's like there's an invisible invisible curtain.

The blade cuts across the sky and the earth.

It took a long time, maybe five breaths, maybe ten breaths, before the separated snow curtain suddenly closed, suddenly as fast as before.

Luoyang City.

The fighting is over.

The strong smell of blood could not be dispersed even by the wind and snow, and there were pools of blood all over the ground, with corpses lying in a heap.

Su Qing walked through the snow in the wind. As soon as he entered the city gate, he saw countless gangs kneeling on the long street. Wulin aristocratic families, gangsters and gangsters, famous martial arts stars in the past, or today's rising stars. Some of them he knew, some of them.

He doesn't know him, but that doesn't matter. As long as others know him, it's enough. He just wants others to know him.

"Let's see the big dragon head!"

Su Qing took steps, lowered his hands, and looked at the people kneeling from near to the end of the field of vision, the people in the distance of the long street. He sighed softly, stretched out his right hand, and the wind and snow gathered in his hand, and a mask made of ice appeared.

Quickly formed, clear and blurry.

He smiled.

"Hahaha--"

The cold laughter shook the night sky.

Then his eyes narrowed.

"The Demon Cult is going eastward again, what do you think we should do?"

He slowly put it on the ice, and then put his hands in his sleeves.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

…

Thousands of shouts of killing came together to roar and roar, spreading throughout the city of Luoyang.

"Where is the flag?"

Su Qing said softly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw dozens or hundreds of figures emerging from the crowd of people kneeling on the ground. Some of these people were old, some were in their prime, and some were no more than weak.

Su Qing was silent for a moment, and then suddenly spoke from under the ice. "Get ready, the sky is as blue as water, and the flying dragons are in the sky. Everyone, you and Su will wander around the martial arts world again, killing Buddhas when you meet them, and beheading ancestors when you meet them!"

"Subordinates take orders!"

When the hundreds of figures heard the words, they moved in succession. They dispersed like shadows and flew in all directions. Everyone understood that after tonight, tomorrow's world is destined to undergo earth-shaking changes.

Su Qing then ordered: "This time, let's sacrifice the banner with Tianzun first. If you collude with the demon sect, death will not be a pity. All forces related to Tianzun will be allowed to surrender within three days. Once the three days are over, the sect will be wiped out."

,Kill without mercy!”

"We take the order!"

Goodbye Su Qing waved her hand, and the countless kneeling figures dispersed like a torrent, disappearing in the blink of an eye and becoming invisible.

Looking at the empty long street in front of her, Su Qing lowered her eyes.

I saw that in the pool of blood, the blood was twisting and twisting, turning into four small characters.
Chapter completed!