The sword is like Qiuhong, and the frost and snow are the blade!

The moment the long sword was in his hands, Bai Le felt a burst of indescribable pleasure, as if only such a sword could become a part of his body and bring out the power of the sword to the fullest.

On the hilt of the sword, the two quaint seal characters of Qiu Hong can be felt clearly just by touch.

"Zheng!"

The aura was injected into the sword body, and a sword roar suddenly sounded, as if the long sword was also enjoying it.

Looking at the Qiuhong Sword in Bai Le's hand, Yang Peng couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

This Qiuhong sword itself was given to him by the ancestor of the galaxy, and it was once said that when he could make this sword have spirituality, he would be able to practice the way of the sword with the ancestor.

Yang Peng has been carrying this sword since he even stepped into the Lingfu realm, but unfortunately, after so many years, no matter how many methods he has exhausted, he has never been able to contaminate this sword with spirituality.

Even Yang Peng slandered more than once, and the old man was lying to him.

However, at this moment, the Qiu Hong Sword had just entered Bai Le's hand, and before he even made a move, a sword sound sounded, even if he was not in his hand, Yang Peng could feel the spirituality of the Qiu Hong Sword.

The gap between this person and people is too big, right?

His fingers brushed the blade of the sword, as if he could also feel the joy of Qiu Hong's sword, and Bai Le's eyes suddenly burst out with a terrifying essence.

Bai Le had never had a spirit-level sword before, and the Kunwu Sword, which was known as the treasure of the Dao Ling Heavenly Sect, had always been hidden in Bai Le's divine soul, and he never paid attention to him, so that Bai Le didn't understand what a sword meant to a sword cultivator.

At this moment, Qiu Hong's sword was in hand, but it made Bai Le really feel the pleasure of a sword.

Lonely clouds!

Casually, a sword stabbed out, and a gorgeous sword shadow slashed through.

With just one sword, the speed of the sword was nearly twice as fast as before.

Even Bai Le himself was taken aback by this result.

"Ding!"

With a lift of his wrist, he flicked away the blade with his fingers again, and Leng Qianshi's face became more and more ugly.

Bai Le can feel the changes, as an opponent, he can naturally also feel the improvement of Bai Le's strength by this sword, and compared to Bai Le and Yang Peng, Leng Qianshi's vision is higher and he can see more clearly.

Being able to bring such a big improvement to Bai Le is not that Qiu Hongjian itself really has any special features, but that Bai Le himself has a very deep understanding of swordsmanship.

There was no suitable sword before, and those mortal iron restrained Bai Le's sword path, and Bai Le himself didn't even notice it.

Once you have a sword in your hand, you can immediately let Bai Le really bring out the strength of the sword.

Of course, under normal circumstances, no matter how strong Bai Le's kendo is, he doesn't care about it, and the crushing of absolute strength is enough to wipe out all Bai Le's efforts and hopes.

But just now, under Yang Peng's life, the wisp of sword qi of the Xinghe Sword Ancestor exploded, and although he failed to kill him, he had already been hit hard.

It is no exaggeration to say that now Leng Qianshi's strength can't even give full play to half of it.

Under the trade-off, the situation is immediately different.

After blocking Bai Le's several swords in a row, the wound on Leng Qianshi's body that had just been cut by the Xinghe Sword Qi collapsed again, and the momentum on his body suddenly weakened.

"Huangkou Xiaoer, I want you to die!"

Feeling the threat, it aroused Leng Qianshi's ferocity more and more, under the threat of Bai Le, he had no longer continue to maintain the blood sacrifice, so he had to simply give up the blood sacrifice for the time being, and go all out to fight Bai Le.

After all, Leng Qianshi is a master who is only a thin line away from stepping into the Star Palace, once he starts to go crazy, even if he is seriously injured, it is not something that Bai Le can compete with at all.

In an instant, Leng Qianshi had slapped his palm on Bai Le's chest again.

"Poof!"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and Bai Le was directly shocked and flew out, his face was as white as paper, and he knelt down half-kneeling with his sword, so he barely managed to keep himself from falling completely.

"No way, this can't be!"

Just now Bai Le helped Yang Peng block a blow, which had already made Leng Qianshi unbelievable, and now he was slapped again, but Bai Le was still injured but not dead, how could he not go crazy.

I want to catch up and catch Bai Le to find out, but in this case, where will he be given this time.

"Kill!"

The afterglow swept to Bai Le's body, and Ye Jianxiang's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of complexity.

To be honest, he looked down on Bai Le very much, and it was precisely because of this that he thought that Bai Le's confrontation with him was an insult, and he even did not hesitate to stand aside and watch Bai Le die.

But...... As the situation developed, he was shocked to find that this Bai Le, who was not looked down upon by him, was far more powerful than everyone imagined.

The most important thing is that no matter what gap there was between him and Bai Le before, at this moment he must go up again without hesitation, even if it is at the cost of his life!

As the sound of killing sounded, the remaining Qingyun Rider once again launched a suicidal charge towards Leng Qianshi!

Everyone knew very well that such a charge was no different from sending them to death, but they still rushed forward without even blinking an eye.

Even if all the Qingyun riders died here, as long as they could stop the other party's blood sacrifice, it would be worth it.

Behind this death-defying charge, it is not only the lives of tens of thousands of people in the town, but also the honor and faith of all Qingyun Riders!

Even if it is impossible to prevent the tragedy from happening, innocent people will not be allowed to die before they all fall.

Qingyun Riding itself is a steel barrier made of flesh and blood!

"Qingyun!"

There were only more than 100 Qingyun riders in total, and under such a continuous charge, they had already suffered heavy losses, and the rest of the people let out a roar again, brazenly attacking again!

That kind of iron-blooded impact was enough to infect everyone, and at this moment, whether it was Yang Peng, Xiao Wang, and Tan Yiyuan, they all struggled to get up again, and killed Leng Qianshi again.

"Buzz!"

Almost at the same time, Bai Le, who was already half-kneeling on the ground and had almost lost his combat effectiveness, also urged the last bit of spiritual power in his body to strike a blow!

A sword!

Under the cover of these people's attacks, Bai Le tried his best, and even every ounce of power that connected to the Heavenly Demon Body burst out, stabbing out this sword with all his might!

Only a sword like Qiuhong Sword can truly carry this terrifying power and completely release every bit of strength.

At this moment, everything in front of him seemed to have completely disappeared, and only this sword remained!

The sword has no regrets, and it is indomitable!

Killing and destroying coexist!

Blood stained everyone's eyes red, and in this almost desperate situation, the cold blade finally pierced Leng Qianshi's heart!

His eyes widened, and the moment the sword blade pierced his heart, Leng Qianshi didn't even believe that he would be besieged by such a group of juniors.

The palm of his hand grabbed the blade of the sword that pierced into his body, and even if Leng Qianshi was out of breath, he still stood tall!

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret!