Imperial God Emperor: 0557, Blood and Rain (3)

Time is fleeting for cultivator.

Ye Qingyu watched the martial arts showdown. In the end, he had to take a break from eyes closed to continue watching.

Because the blood bleeds like a river and bones are like a mountain on the platform, even if he sees it too much, he will be affected by the Murderous Qi Evil Qi, and his heart can't help but emerge from killing intent.

Ye Qingyu must be calm at all times to capture opportunities and rescue Yu Xiao Xing.

On the third day, Ye Qingyu suddenly discovered an extremely strange phenomenon.

"Well? After two days of blood and water incubation, this Tempest Platform seems to be alive."

Ye Qingyu has always been skeptical of Tempest Platform. Every time after the battle on the stage, he pays special attention to the change of Tempest Platform. With the constant flow of blood, the color of Tempest Platform becomes extremely strange and mysterious, as if it has become alive In the dark mountains of heavy like a square hanging upside down, the light of blood is looming.

This Tempest Platform is like an evil thing, but it has hidden a lot of people's eyes and silently drew the blood of the dead.

"Is Great One Sect reopening Tempest Platform at this time, is there another purpose?"

Just when Ye Qingyu was full of doubts, there were new changes on Tempest Platform.

Tempest Platform.

"Ha Ha Ha, who dares to fight me?"

A boy with a handsome appearance, a clear eyebrow, a jade crown and a brocade robe with a blue gauze blouse, blood stained on his shirt, laughed, and showed madness.

A cinnabar red mole in the corner of the left eye of a teenager adds a little Evil Qi.

He already was on the ring and challenged seven people in a row.

The seven people challenged turned into corpses under his feet.

At this moment, he stood with his hands on his back, with a hint of playful smile in the corners of his mouth.

The power of yuan qi, which is looming around him, is strong and overbearing. The yuan qi flame seems to be transformed into a tiger giant behind him. From time to time in the light of yuan qi, there are bursts of tiger howling beasts, attracting Tempest Platform. spirit beast. The crosses growled, and the atmosphere slumped.

"This boy is killing."

Ye Qingyu looked at the boy in blue and frowned slightly.

Many of the previous battles on Tempest Platform had a deep hatred against each other, so they came out to challenge, and since the blue shirt boy came to the stage, he chose his opponent at will, and said nothing about the cause of hatred. Later, everyone also understood that this blue shirt boy was not to solve the grudge, but to kill the challenge. Satisfy your desire to kill.

Before the Ye Qingyu Qingjiang Encyclopedia Hu bugui introduced the origin of this boy, I heard all the rumors of the surrounding Floating Peaks.

"Isn't this Mo Fengqing?"

"Mo Qingfeng? It is the Mo Feng who has challenged more than two dozen Sect Successors in a row in the past ten years, winning five without killing, and quickly among the top 30 among the young talents of Clear Ginger Domain. Green? "

"Yes, yes, that's him."

"It turned out to be this killer."

"Yeah, this guy is very lethal and crazy, but you don't know. He specially selected the up-and-coming young talents in the major Sect to challenge. Each battle is more than killing, how much Sect headaches."

"Yeah, the people he challenged today are all Sect expert who threatened to teach him or stopped him from killing."

Tempest Platform.

Mo Qingfeng is surrounded by the flames of yuan qi, and the blood is floating above his head. Evil Qi is like a cloud of blood.

The air of blue clouds in his hand entangled above the floating Qing Feng Jian, his posture was extremely proud.

"Ha Ha Ha, all are a group of wine bags, no one can catch me a few swords, huh, but also threatened to teach me one by one ... Ha Ha Ha Ha!" He said, raising his feet to those corpses killed by him on Tempest Platform , All kicked and flew out.

"Haha, who dares to fight with me?" Mo Qingfeng's Jianfeng obliquely pointed to the surrounding Floating Peaks, his posture was extremely proud.

For a while, many Sects were taken by his edgy.

"Ha Ha Ha, does anyone dare to fight? Who should I challenge next? Ha, who will be the next unlucky one?"

Mo Qingfeng laughed wildly, a touch of expression appeared on his face, his expression was even more crazy, and the long sword Qing Feng in the palm of his hand gently picked and pointed slowly around.

Everyone changes color.

In the end, Mo Qingfeng slowly pointed at the Floating Peaks where Destroy World Demon Sect is located.

"Yes, it is you, Successor of Destroy World Demon Sect, come up, haha, come up and let me crush you."

He laughed wildly.

The voice doesn't fall.

Tempest Platform exclaimed loudly.

"What? How dare he challenge the Successor of Destroy World Demon Sect?"

"I think this kid is afraid that he doesn't know how to write dead words."

"I can't see. Although this Destroy World Demon Sect is famous, it is still unknown how much the Successor can withstand."

"That is, I happen to have a long experience today, look at the Divine Ability of Destroy World Demon Sect."

Everybody was talking, but their eyes were staring in the direction of Destroy World Demon Sect, and they were suddenly ignited.

The atmosphere suddenly became warm.

Destroy World Demon Sect's Successor was challenged, which is a big deal.

On Floating Peaks in the distance.

A black robe with a solemn mask, Destroy World Demon Sect Successor, wearing a weird mask under his eyes, a trace of lore. Jing Flashed passed by.

He stood upright slowly.

Slow, but extremely calm.

Under the sun, this slightly thin figure is upright, with a straight body like a javelin, and the expression on the mask is extremely silent. No one knows the expression on the mysterious face under that mask.

"Are you sure you want to challenge me?"

The Successor opening of Destroy World Demon Sect.

His sound/noise is like a sword and a halberd. It's stiff, and it has no human feelings, just like a machine.

Distant.

"Hmm? This sound/noise ..."

I do n’t know why, the moment I heard this sound/noise, Ye Qingyu suddenly became shocked.

He vaguely felt that this sound/noise seemed a bit familiar, and seemed to have been heard somewhere before, but he still couldn't remember.

Tempest Platform.

"It seems that your mask also affects your hearing, but also affects your judgment, haha ​​... Shocked? Then you raise your ears and listen carefully, roll up and die, Ben Young Master now Kill you in one hit on this Tempest Platform. "

Mo Fengqing's eyes are full of drama, and in the hands of Qing Feng Jian, the blue light trembles slightly, and the sword light is uncertain.

The arrogance he showed was almost crazy.

"OK."

Destroy World Demon Sect's Successor nodded.

He stepped out in place, took a volley, and the person disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Only half of the afterimage remains in the ghost.

Everyone just felt that there was a flower in front of them, and it was too late to see the shadows, and split second and already stood on Tempest Platform.

His body is thin, and his black shirt is even more silent. Where he stands quietly, his posture is clear, but he does not see Murderous Qi, but makes people shudder and chill.

"The door is mysterious. After I killed you, I lifted up your clown mask, so that everyone can see who is under the mask." Bun.

The arrogant sword intention erupted from Mo Fengqing's palm sword, sharp and unrivaled Aura, as if to isolate Heaven and Earth, which is trembling.

But the Successor of Destroy World Demon Sect stands ten meters away, and the whole body Aura is uncertain, like a residual candle, like a blue wind, endless and unpredictable.

He lifted his palm and stretched out into the void.

A magical Flowing Light long sword emerged out of thin air, transfigured in his palm.

The colorful Flowing Lights in Sword Qi are layered one after another, and the air flows and flows, as if there is more freedom, and it is leisurely. The Flowing Light that is escaping side by side above the blade will shine the Formation around Tempest Platform. Sword-shaped, Formation walls were shaken by Sword Qi spreading like ripples of water.

The Destroy World Demon Sect Successor's internal Cultivation Base made it difficult for everyone in the audience to distinguish.

"Give you a shot, you shoot first."

The sound/noise of Destroy World Demon Sect Successor is still without emotional ups and downs, but it has a strange power, as straight as the heart.

"Arrogance, this is your own death. Ha Ha Ha, in this case, don't blame me for not giving you a chance, just look at me to kill you."

Mo Fengqing is drinking madly.

Under split second, he issued a sword.

The sword-like sword bursts out. He is transformed into a stream of light, and assassinates towards Destroy World Demon Sect Successor.

Destroy World Demon Sect Successor stood still, just as Mo Fengqing's Jian Mang invaded him within an inch of his body, he suddenly trembled slightly, and the yuan qi long sword transformed into the palm was drawn like dark lightning.

Ding!

Metal cross-talking sound/noise comes out.

Instantly, Mo Fengqing and Destroy World Demon Sect Successor stood at already, facing each other.

Only the wind blowing in the air drove the snoring of leaves.

"This ... is it over?"

The first person in the crowd to respond questioned.

The two are standing back to back without looking back. Is the victory or defeat divided?

Amidst the crowd's confusion, the metamorphosis regenerates.

Bang

Mo Fengqing ’s already eclipsed Qing Feng Jian slipped from his hand and made a crisp sound. The body from the left shoulder to the right waist split open a smooth and neat incision blood mouth, and suddenly, the blood mouth squeezed The burst of blood and blood spurted out, and the body that was split into two sections was divided into sections like the dead wood cut off by the waist.

Mo Fengqing even kept his usual joking gesture before he could stow it.

It seems that the space has condensed.

It seems that time has slipped away from everyone's eyelids.

Everyone looks horrified.

The split second's Jianguang, the split second's moves, the split second's killing intent leaked ...

So what happened to split second?

Not many people see clearly.

Destroy World Demon Sect Successor closes the sword and turns to leave gently.

From beginning to end, he didn't carry the slightest firework Murderous Qi on his body, as if he had done something trivial.

...

"very strong!"

Ye Qingyu can't help but sigh.

He didn't see it clearly. The split second Destroy World Demon Sect Successor made a move, just like a flying fire meteor. With the eyesight of Ye Qingyu, he only faintly captured a little arc of the sword mark, but he couldn't see how he did it.

"This Destroy World Demon Sect is indeed a super block, strength of Successor, I'm afraid it's still far above me. If you meet this person in the future, you must really be careful, I have a bad feeling, his Sword Skill, which is almost Tao, can break my physical defense. "

Ye Qingyu secretly in my heart.

If Clear Ginger Domain finally invades Heaven Wasteland Domain, then Destroy World Demon Sect is also an enemy of Ye Qingyu, so he instinctively regards this Destroy World Demon Sect Successor as an imaginary enemy.

Who knows that I haven't waited for Ye Qingyu to think more. At this time, on the Tempest Platform, there was another thunderous noise.