Sword qi flies, raging the void.

Space is like a mirror, constantly cracking and spreading!

The terrifying scene, like the end of the world, the white jade in Yi Changqing's hand was unforgiving, and a sword qi shattered the killing sword qi, directly taking the Hong Sword King, and the sword qi slashed across the opponent's shoulder, leaving a bloody mark on it.

The Hung Sword King's face changed, and his figure retreated.

Meanwhile.

The sword qi condensed in the blade of the sword, and a stronger sword fell from the sky!!

Furious sword qi turned into a hideous beast shadow!

"Beast Slash!!"

The sword qi beast shadow full of killing Dao rhyme opened its fangs and bit down, as if it was about to swallow heaven and earth in one bite, and its power was extremely amazing.

In the face of this sword, ordinary kings dare not say that they can take it!

However, Yi Changqing didn't care too much from beginning to end.

Raising his hand, he slashed towards the sky with a sword.

A golden sword light bloomed with brilliant brilliance.

"Five Elements Rotation, Red Gold!"

A sword of metal, sharp and unmatched.

With a sword sweeping, it easily tore the sword qi beast shadow in half, turning into two torrents and sweeping away from both sides of Yi Changqing.

Smoke and dust billowed and impacted the Danhui's formation light curtain.

But Yi Changqing was unscathed.

The golden sword light did not stop after tearing the shadow of the sword qi beast, and continued to press towards the Hung Sword King, the Hung Sword King dodged, but was still forced to retreat by the residual strength of the sword qi, and the sword qi went straight into the sky, tearing and rolling clouds burst open, leaving a huge gap in the sky.

The sky seems to be split in two!

"That's it. ”

Yi Changqing looked at the Hung Sword King and sneered.

"You ......" The Hung Sword King's face was gloomy as water, staring at Yi Changqing, although he was angry, he also felt extremely shocked.

You must know that although his cultivation strength is not the strongest in Fenghai, he is definitely ranked in the top five, and he is a capable officer under the command of King Feng, but here he was actually suppressed by Yi Changqing.

The opponent's combat power is so powerful.

And this sword qi is obviously the level of the Venerable......

But why is it so sharp and powerful!

A wisp of tiny, but it has the power to destroy the world!

"I don't believe I can't kill a Sword Venerable!"

The Hung Sword King said with a gloomy face.

He is a generation of kings, and he also has his own dignity, and it is unbearable to be forced to this point by a sword venerable!

"Thirteen Swords of the Floating God!"

The Hung Sword King rushed out again.

An incomparably subtle sword move was suddenly unleashed.

The shadows of the swords are loud and sonorous!

Yi Changqing held the white jade in his hand, but he disintegrated the sword moves of the Hung Sword King one by one as if he was strolling in the court, and he was relaxed and freehand, and even occasionally counterattacked one or two swords like a stroke of genius, making it difficult for the Hung Sword King to deal with, and he was repeatedly injured, and there were several more sword marks on his body.

Yu Huiying watched from the side, amazed.

The swordsmanship cultivation of these two people is not at the same level at all!

Yi Changqing is much stronger!

"I don't believe it, Tianyue Nine Swords!"

The Hung Sword King roared and changed another sword technique.

But it still didn't work.

"It's too slow. ”

"Pick up, stab down, alas, raise too high. ”

"You're so unenlightened, waste, waste, what a waste, good swordsmanship is brushed into this by you, it's funny. ”

"This is the level of the Sword King of the Blade Sea?"

"Heh, if the Sword King of the Frontier Sea is at your level, it would be a miracle that he could hold on until now......"

Yi Changqing's words were indifferent, and every word seemed to be stirring the nerves of the Great Sword King, making him more and more angry, the sword moves became faster and stronger, and the sword qi filled the surroundings, forming a forbidden place that was difficult to approach.

"The swordsmanship is messed up like this, I advise you not to learn the sword, just like you, a three-year-old child holding a branch is better than you. Yi Changqing opened his mouth and said another mocking word.

Bai Yu Wuxian slashed through the void, struck away the long sword of the Hung Sword King, and with a sonorous sound, stabbed on the opponent's chest, the sword qi collided with the spiritual power barrier and exploded with a bang, and the Hung Sword King flew upside down on the spot for dozens of zhang.

Blood was leaking from the corners of his mouth, and the clothes on his chest were torn, revealing a black inner armor, Yi Changqing's sword qi just now tore through his spiritual power barrier, if it weren't for the protection of this inner armor, he was afraid that it would not be as simple as bleeding blood from the corners of his mouth, and it would be light to be hit the spot.

After this sword, the Hung Sword King gradually calmed down.

He stared at Yi Changqing, and the rhyme flowed.

The sword qi around his body was constantly rising, and there was a faint black sword qi drilling out, revealing a violent, ominous, and dark aura.

"Yi Changqing, I admit that you are very strong, if you are allowed to grow like this again, you may even threaten Fenghai in the future!"

"So today, you have to die here!!"

The black sword qi had spread to the sky, turning into a black cloud.

The Hung Sword King jumped up.

Black clouds rolled, and a huge whirlpool formed.

In the whirlpool, a huge sword shadow fell from the sky, accompanied by black thunder flickering, jumping, revealing an aura of destruction.

"Black Thunder Heavenly God Slash!!"

A sword fell, black clouds surged, and thunder rolled!

There is no doubt that this is a kind of Dao technique, and this Hung Sword King has also cultivated it to an extremely good level.

"Hmm, is the Lower Dao Technique a great achievement?"

Yi Changqing muttered.

Taoism is divided into inferior, medium, superior, and peerless, and the level of practice of each is divided into four realms: fur, small, large, and consummating.

"The five elements rotate, and the creation is beautiful!"

Facing a sword that seemed to destroy the world, Yi Changqing's sword blade deflected, and sword lights flashed in front of him, golden, green, blue, yellow, red, and the five sword lights representing the five elements were blending and converging, and then turned into a colorful sword shadow swept out.

Two sword shadows, two dao techniques!

Crashing in mid-air.

The void collapsed in an instant.

The terrifying impact made the Danhui's large array all crumble, and even began to crack, and the people of the Danhui suddenly began to retreat into the distance.

"Damn, if I'm not mistaken, this big array is close to the nine-rank formation of the king level, right? ? This is just the aftermath, this is going to be a head-on impact, and the big array is afraid that it can't withstand it." ”

"What do you say, don't hurry up and run away. ”

"Run far, run as far as you want!"

"It's horrible!"

"This is the power of the king level!"

Cracks appeared in the four light curtains.

Some of the escaping energy poured out, causing the earth to explode wildly.

Even the Venerable Martial Artist couldn't help but swallow when he saw it.

"All back away. ”

At this time, an indifferent voice sounded.

An old man with a broom appeared in front of everyone, and with a sweep of his broom, a violent wind was generated, and the escaping energy was forcibly swept away, and this power was definitely stronger than the Extreme Venerable Realm.

And judging from the other party's understatement, the other party's ability is obviously not so good, this is another king!!

Everyone was blown away.

They never expected that there would be three kings in today's Dan Meeting! They didn't know if Yi Changqing's cultivation was a king or not, but this kind of terrifying combat power was definitely equivalent to the level of a king.

Even ordinary kings are likely not to be opponents.