Imperial God Emperor: 0465, Crape Myrtle sword
The assassin did not expect that this sword attack, which he did not hesitate to surrender his identity, was completely cracked by Ye Qingyu with this fantastic mysterious combat technique. What is more terrible is that it was in an instant Almost counterattacked, a force of ice destruction raged inside him, making him spit out blood.
Ye Qingyu succeeded in one move, and subsequent moves continued to be displayed.
The assassin screamed in anger, and a long sword that was as bright as the autumn water in his hand burst into flames, and the dense rune sword beam burst like a million rays of sun, layering, flooding the figure of Ye Qingyu.
"Hehehe ..."
Still scornful, like the devil's taunting of sound/noise to the gods, the figure of Ye Qingyu was transformed into a silvery white Cold Qi shadow and mist in an instant and magically, the man's 10,000 sword lights strangled in the past, twisted the shadow and mist Fragmentation was broken, and a sword fell completely into the air.
"Blurred?"
The man's eyes burst into surprise.
Under split second, Ye Qingyu's body appeared behind the assassination of the National People's Congress, and the ice flowing sword stabbed.
The man reacted quickly, with a slump in shape and a backhand block.
Ding!
The moment the swords meet, they make a crisp sound.
But the ice-sliding shadow sword was only a slight pause, and it instantly disappeared. When it passed over the long sword blocked by that person, and cut on the person, it was instantaneously realized.
"Ah ..." The man yelled, the bodyguard yuan qi flashed madly, hard-wired the sword, and a faint ice mark on his shoulder was left.
"Damn!"
The man burst into drink, the yuan qi burst frantically, the autumn sword in his hand burst into a wave of strange powers, a powerful Sword Skill secret technique burst, and instantly shattered the Ye Qingyu's figure.
But this time, the shattered still haze.
In that split second, Ye Qingyu's figure once again changed from reality to imagination and turned into ice-silver haze.
The man ’s Sword Skill secret technique is extremely terrible, but it fell into the air, but it had no effect at all, it just shattered and chopped a mass of air.
Ye Qingyu's body, but it appeared inconceivably behind him again, and the ice flowing shadow sword pierced again.
The response of the assassin is not uncomfortable, and his strength is not weak. Even Cultivation Base is still above Ye Qingyu. Unfortunately, he missed a move and suddenly fell into the downwind. Ye Qingyu is a mysterious combat technique Pressure, completely underwind.
Ye Qingyu's body is flickering, it is like a ghost and a ghost, transforming between the shadow of the haze and the real body, real and imaginary, imaginary and practical, the use of magic, with one mind, plus [Human King Sword Technique] The ice flowing shadow sword evoked by the secrets of Kendo is also transformed between reality and reality, which can be described as unpredictable.
The man has never seen such a treacherous and secretive technique. At this time, it seems that he is the unlucky egg that was assassinated, and Ye Qingyu is a cold-blooded assassin.
One side.
Aunt Heng originally is also going to prepare for Ye Qingyu, but seeing this kind of scene, there is a trace of surprise in the beautiful and gentle eyes, so he stood aside and watched the change.
Ye Qingyu gave her too many surprises.
The battle only lasted for a tea time, the momentum on Ye Qingyu gradually became more and more vigorous and vigorous, yuan qi fluctuations continued to increase, doubled, doubled ... as if it never stopped.
The assassin gradually fell into the wind.
"Damn ..." He hated it, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, what his status and status, sneaking into this junior child, already was considered a shame, but he was forced into desperation and became angry, As he was about to kill the man who had suffered both defeats, his body suddenly froze without warning.
Bang!
An inexplicable force exploded inside him.
Oh!
A sword flashed.
His head flew up.
Ye Qingyu shook the tip of the frozen ice sword in his hand, picking it slightly, the black scarf on the face was picked up, revealing a handsome mature face full of misunderstandings.
In split second, Ye Qingyu suddenly felt that this person was a little familiar.
Before he remembered it, dozens of figures appeared around him, forcing him towards him.
"The cruel younger generation, you haven't finished Li Qiushui. Today you even killed your poisonous hand. Even Crepe Myrtle sect's Li Jinyang Patriarch was beheaded. It's extremely ferocious. Today we Three Sects Three Schools can't let you kill any more." Righteousness is authentic.
Ye Qingyu heard this, then suddenly realized.
No wonder the man ’s face was so familiar, but it turned out to look like Li Qiushui, but it was a bit more mature and victorious than Li Qiushui, and his beard ... It turned out that this man turned out to be the father of Li Qiushui, Crepe Myrtle sect's contemporary Patriarch Li Jinyang.
Ye Qingyu beckons.
Several faint silver mists, like Wandering Dragon, flow out of Li Jinyang's body and fall into his palm, like a pale silver flame, burning and jumping between his palm fingers.
In previous battles, Li Jinyang was cut several times by the Ye Qingyu Frostblade.
This level of skin trauma is of course insignificant for a top expert like Li Jinyang, but he is unaware that in addition to the injury, the force of ice has slowly invaded him, especially The power of [Supreme ice flame] hidden in it, after being accumulated to a certain degree, was instantly triggered by Ye Qingyu, which was enough to freeze his body instantly.
This is also the reason why Li Jinyang's body is stiff at the moment of life and death.
If you add [Flowing Shadow Kill], then you will kill a storm ...
Ye Qingyu glanced at Li Jinyang's body and shook his head gently.
This person is also a generation of grand masters. Unfortunately, the godson is wrong. Li Qiushui has gone astray, and he himself is the leader of a faction for sneak attacks. He appeared here today, apparently because already took refuge in Right Minister. Zong abandoned his ancestors, and he did not kill him by mistake.
However, this man is the grand master of Human Race after all.
Ye Qingyu sighed and flicked his fingers.
A ray of [Supreme ice flame] flew out, landed on Li Jinyang's head and the corpse, slammed, and instantly incinerated his corpse, which turned into green smoke and disappeared in Between Heaven and Earth.
Only the long sword like the autumn sun, under the incineration of [Supreme ice flame], it was a faint silver awn, and it did not melt.
"Evil, heartbroken, even Li's body is not let go ..." Among the people around, there were greedy Flashed and shouts out in the eyes, like a flash of lightning, trying to **** that. Long sword.
Ye Qingyu sneered in his heart, palms like claws, grabbed in front, and took a shot in the air.
[Supreme ice flame] Wrap the Qiushui Long Sword, flew back, and fell into the palm of Ye Qingyu.
"You're looking for death!" The man fluttered, suddenly furious, assaulted towards Ye Qingyu.
Ye Qingyu held Qiushui's sword in his hand and cut it backhand.
His!
A sword bursts into the air, cutting the air as sharply as butter on a sharp blade.
The man rushed, spelled it, grunted, and flew out.
Ye Qingyu ignored it, and bowed his eyes on the autumn sword in the palm of his hand, and could not help but utter a sigh of admiration.
This sword is about one palm wide, mellow in body, thin as a piece of paper, the blade is oval in shape, and the arc is beautiful. It is as bright as a stream of autumn water flowing in the mountains, pure and flawless, without any flaws. Obviously it is made by the above-mentioned superb materials, and it is definitely from the hand of the master alchemy forge. The sword swallows a purple star. The sword handle is like the thickness of a child's arm, the texture is clear, and it has a faint chill. It can increase resistance and make the sword more stable.
On the smooth ridge, there are two characters on each side.
It's both "Crape Myrtle".
Ye Qingyu saw it at heart.
This long sword is the Crape Myrtle sword of the town sect of Correct Crepe Myrtle sect.
Poor Li Jinyang, whether it is Cultivation Base or a weapon, has an advantage over Ye Qingyu, but because of a moment of care, he was counterattacked by Ye Qingyu [Flowing Shadow Kill] plus [King Sword Technique] two Secret Arts divine magic. .
Slightly injecting mysterious energy into the Crape Myrtle sword, yuan qi is usually incomparable, and the long sword has the feeling of being a part of the body.
Ye Qingyu 啧啧 compliments.
The smoothness of this sword ’s guide element is definitely the undisputed first among all the weapons that Ye Qingyu has seen. For example, the previous Little Shang Sword, Feng Jian, yuan qi conduction is much worse, and it ca n’t bear today. strength's Ye Qingyu and full power infusion, once the yuan qi infusion is too vigorous, the sword body will immediately collapse.
It really is Divine Sword.
At least the Dao Instrument level weapon.
This sword originally belonged to Li Jinyang, but he died in battle, and the Divine Sense Restriction inside it weakened by more than half instantly. When Ye Qingyu was held in his hand, the sword trembled slightly, as if he wanted to break his palm and fly out.
After all, it is the device of Crepe Myrtle sect's Zhenzong. It was once under the blessings of the Crepe Myrtle sect heads of Restriction. It is not so easy to tame.
"Ye Qingyu, you scumbag Human Race scum, killing and winning treasure, shameless, and not handing out the Crape Myrtle sword." The man who had won the sword before, with anger in his face, deep in his eyes, hate and The light of greedy flashed alternately, drinking loudly.
"Yes, at Youyan Pass that year, the old man felt that he was too serious to kill him. Sooner or later, he fell into the killing demon path. Seeing it today, it is true," said another expert Coldly with white hair long beard. This little beast makes him plump today, so it's hard to deal with. "
"Hey, we all shot together today, it's not too late to kill this little Demon King." Another sneered, running Yuan Art, and in the eyes, killing intent burst out.
"Yes, to deal with this kind of heart-broken villain, you don't need to worry about martial arts. Everyone shot together and destroyed him as a fan." The man who shot the sword before, smiled insincerely, and said, " Kill him and recapture the Crape Myrtle sword. How can this Dao Instrument baby fall into the hands of the killer Demon King. "-
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