Ling Xuedu, who was flying, only felt that his body sank, as if there was an infinite momentum pouring down.

With an awe-inspiring heart, he didn't want to take a risk, and immediately shouted: "Kong is hanging in the air, you might as well shoot!"

The sound was followed by a pitch-black sword light.

The sword aura has never had the slightest momentum, but it gives people a strong sense of threat. Qing Yu paused to gather his breath and looked at the prodigal young man who appeared silently.

Kong's hanging appearance is about twenty-eight or nineteen years old, with a faint stubble, looking like a child, exuding an immodest atmosphere.

He is indeed an old lai, a-stirring stick that everyone on the rivers and lakes has passed down by word of mouth, and he is still a very strong old lai. This kind of old man has been mixed in the rivers and lakes for decades and has not died, but he has mixed up with the resounding name of 'Universal Sword Monarch', which is naturally not easy to match.

However, what Qing Yu values is not Kong's hanging strength, but his identity.

When the first Zhou Emperor held the Nirvana Festival, the person sent by the Shadow King to help Qing Yu was Kong Xuankong. Now, the hole is suspended here······

"Is the Shadow King trying to tear his face with Poor Dao?"

Qing Yu's voice was unprecedentedly low. Although they were a little estranged from the Shadow King before, the two sides still tacitly maintained calm.

The Shadow King is aiming for the position of the Emperor, and the more friends the better. Qing Yu's current strength already has the qualifications to threaten the Shadow King, so if it is not a last resort, the Shadow King does not want to be an enemy of Qing Yu.

There are already a bunch of strong enemies on the side of the Great Qian Imperial Court, and if there is another Northern Zhou Dynasty, the situation of the Shadow King will be extremely difficult.

But now it seems that the studio has shown hostility first.

"First of all, I was speechless, and then you were hanging in the air, it seems that the relationship between the poor and poor shadow king should be changed. ”

The heavy momentum of the mountains pressed down, as if the mountains were pressed on their shoulders together, Kong Hangkong and Ling Xuedu both felt their breath suffocated, and their bodies were also frozen for an instant.

If a powerhouse like them in the Psychic Realm feels pressure, the power of this move will be unimaginable.

In fact, it is true, the mountain ghosts and ghosts in the sky are the most powerful move that Qing Yu controls, and it is also the most familiar move.

The dragon veins of the Northern Zhou Dynasty are under the control of Feng Jiuwu, and during this time, Qing Yu has used Feng Jiuwu to make the Son of Heaven martial arts, manipulate the dragon veins and earth qi, and have a deep control over the power of mountains and rivers.

Now the power of attracting mountains and rivers is also accompanied by the power of the earth's leylines, which can be said to be extremely strong.

"Hey, hey, hey," Kong hung his hands and danced in the air, "Bull Nose, listen to my explanation, I just owe that person a favor, come and touch the fish, don't think it's the Shadow King's instructions." ”

"And in the end, Lao Kong, I just owe the Shadow King a favor that is difficult to pay off, don't treat Lao Kong as the Shadow King's subordinate······"

In front of Qing Yu, a phantom shadow of a mountain range appeared, and its form was the shape of a mountain range in this large area of mountains below. He was still exercising, and he was not discouraged by Kong's explanation of hanging in the air, and he was already about to make a move.

"Niang Xipi, Lao Kong, I have lost home this time······"

Kong hung in the air and cursed, and pulled out the snow-white spar knife in his hand.

The knife is a shattered knife, with a peerless edge that cuts through space, and the power body of the hole hanging in the air can be said to be a pair made in heaven.

It can be said that Kong Xuankong's name of 'Universal Sword King' is definitely not a small credit for the broken sword.

The shattered blade was pulled out, and on the black and heavy body, only the edge had an arc of light. It was not the light of the blade, but the sharpness of the edge.

This knife, its edge has reached the point of turning into an entity and visible to the naked eye.

'Shattering Knife ······' Qing Yu also glanced at this black knife with supreme edge with great fear.

Since the talent of the 'No. 1 Edge in the World' was cut off by the Sword God, the Broken Knife has faintly inherited the name of the former No. 1 Edge in the world.

Although the talent has been broken, it has been proved that the edge of the weapon is not necessary, and the divine weapon also depends on whose hands it is. But who is Nangong Broken Sword, that is the sword god, before him, no one can retreat under the edge of talent.

Qing Yu asked himself if he would definitely be able to reach the level of the Sword God in the future, and even surpass it, but now······

At least the Shattered Sword is still feared by Qing Yu.

Kong's strength in the air is not weak, and with a Ling Xuedu, Qing Yu doesn't want to test how strong his defense is.

'The first strike is stronger. ’

The qi of the mountains and rivers was extracted, and Qing Yu's extreme move was running, and he was going to make a move.

"Mountain Spirits ······"

A pitch-black knife light flashed, and Kong dang slashed through the aura that suppressed him, and flew away without looking back, and only a small figure was seen in an instant.

In the distance, his voice came: "It's not about Lao Kong, it's not about the Shadow King······ If you're looking for trouble, go find someone from the True Martial Sect, that guy is using the martial arts of the True Martial Sect······"

After the words were finished, Kong's hanging figure had completely disappeared.

As an old lai, the kung fu of escaping must be put in the first place, otherwise the grave grass should be three feet tall now.

Seeing this, Ling Xuedu really had the urge to vomit blood. He didn't expect that Kong Hang ran directly in the air, without looking back······

Yes, it's very empty.

Then Ling Xuedu really spit out a mouthful of blood, and his figure turned from solid to void, turning into a stream of blood and disappearing in front of him.

Infernal Blood Escape, the Blood Demon Sect's forbidden escape technique. As a Blood Dao martial artist that everyone shouted and beaten, the Blood Demon Sect's escape methods would not be lower than Kong Hanshang.

However, this forbidden technique is used, and Ling Xuedu is afraid that he has some cultivation.

In the sky, Qing Yu held his hands round, and there seemed to be immeasurable energy boiling in it, but this trick was a little unsuitable.

Both guys escaped, did you tell him to set off the cannon?

"That's it·····"

With a slight sigh, the powerful True Qi control force slowly dissipated the gathered qi and the power of heaven and earth.

The remaining hard-to-dissipate qi bombardment was still surging in the air, annihilating the two of them.

In the sky, the water vapor that had been gathered by the water before also turned into heavy rain and poured down, extinguishing the mountain fires, revealing black mountains.

'Are you from the True Martial Arts······

Kong's dangling words were recalled in his heart, and Qing Yu silently guessed who the person he was talking about was.

'Is it Xuan Guang, or Xuan Chen?'

Xuan Chen has always been in the True Martial Sect, and it stands to reason that he has not had much chance to intersect with Kong Xuankong. But since he can have a relationship with the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, he hires the people of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect to attack Xuanqi, and he may also go out secretly and let Kong hang in the air to owe favors.

As for Xuan Guang, this old coin is even more opportune. This item is still in the Central Plains, but I don't know where it is hidden. If he has an idea, he always has time.

'Or maybe there's someone else······