"Click-"

The blade and tip of the sword are connected, inspiring a peerless edge. The sword qi blasted through the stone sword, causing it to crack a deep gap.

"I didn't expect that the incarnation of the mind alone would not be able to deal with you. Little friend, what's your name?"

It was only then that the Sword God wanted to know the name of Qing Yu. Before that, Qing Yu was just a junior in his eyes, not an opponent.

On the one hand, the sword god fought with Qing Yu with the incarnation of his mind, and on the other hand, he manipulated the black figure to besiege the five people trapped in the Thousand Shadows of Sword Lake, multitasking, how arrogant and powerful.

It wasn't until Fang Cai that he had to retract his idea of manipulating the black figure and confront Qing Yu, but he still failed to achieve his goal and forcibly seized his qi and blood.

But now······

Again, the situation is different.

"Boom-"

The gap shattered, and a pale arm poked out of it, gently grabbing the two broken swords that were connected together.

This pale arm was very thin and weak, and it could be said to be skinny and bone-in-cheek, but when this arm caught the Heavenly Remnant Sword between its fingers, everyone felt the danger of death.

The arm of the sword god is out of trouble.

Although it has been sealed for nine hundred years and consumes a lot, the sword god is the sword god, and with just one hand, he can threaten everyone.

"Little friend, you are qualified to let me remember your name, the name of the Tao, your name will be passed on forever as the opponent of the Sword God. ”

The sound was no longer emitted by the previous phantom, but came from the stone sword, from the mouth of the sword god. At the same time, as the arm moved, the crack on the stone sword gradually increased.

'Sword God, it's really not dead!'

This is the thought that crossed the minds of the five onlookers at the same moment.

Then, they tacitly focused their gaze on Qing Yu to see how the opponent who was recognized by the Sword God would react.

"I ······" Qing Yu slowly raised his head, his face changed, from Xiao Qianxiu's face to another face that had never appeared in this life.

Angular, imposing, against the background of the flowing white hair, is a proud eye.

"You can call me 'Autumn Water Duckweed' Ren Ethereal. ”

With a word, the sword moves at will, and then opens the unbounded sword momentum, "Nirvana rebirth-"

The Nirvana Sword was endlessly divided, and the sword qi seemed to be endless, shooting at the pale arm.

Whether it's true or not, this name will shock the world. But now, you will die here. ”

With a flick of the arm, the Heavenly Remnant Sword cut through the void, like a thousand swords, and like a sword, all the sharp swords of the eleventh division of the sword were wiped out under this sword, without exception. The Sword God, even if he only escaped with one arm, was desperately powerful.

Because the escape of this arm means that he no longer needs to use his mind incarnation to fight the enemy, but truly shows the peerless ability of the peak of the strongest.

"—Destroying the Heavenly Burial. ”

The sword was sent at will, and the follow-up of Nirvana's rebirth was followed by the Heavenly Burial, Qing Yu's understanding of the ethereal style went to the next level, and the awe-inspiring sword power shocked everyone.

Because the power of this sword is beyond the limit of what they can handle.

"Another surprise, if you can practice for a few more decades, you may not be able to keep up with me, but now, it's not enough-"

"Heavenly Punishment Kendo. ”

The gray calamity turned into nothingness, brewing the unequaled sword momentum. The remnant sword of talent stabbed directly, and the sharp edge of the dazzling world made everyone's eyes sting, and they couldn't help but close their eyes, and two bloody tears flowed out from under their eyes, sliding down the desolate traces.

Qing Yu's sword style also quickly collapsed under this sword, and the sword momentum that destroyed all things killed all, and the end of the sword momentum was Qing Yu's body.

'Tsk, force me to do a trick. ’

The sword intent condensed into an entity, swirled around the body, and finally solidified on the Nirvana sword, and the artifact of the sky fused with the sword intent, transforming into a clear glass color like sword qi, and under the command of Qing Yu, it stabbed the sword of annihilation.

This is a pure sword intent move, a move beyond the limit of manpower, this is-

Sword XII.

"Weiyang. ”

The complete sword intent move, condensing the sword intent that belongs to Qing Yu alone, this is the first time Qing Yu has acted as an ethereal barrier, this is the sword twelve that belongs to him alone, Weiyang.

"Boom-"

The impact of the sword blade, the sword twelve Weiyang duel the Heavenly Sword Dao, the infinite endless sword collided with the sword momentum that annihilated all things, the crazy sword qi impact soared, the ground of the island in the middle of the lake collapsed inch by inch, the sword qi penetrated the ground, and the lake below rushed out, but it was shattered into a mist by the sword qi.

"Whew-"

In the hazy mist, the light of the snow-white holy sword transmitted the light of the cold heaven and earth, and the clear sword intent of the glass actually overwhelmed the heavenly sword dao, directly hitting the pale hand on the stone sword.

Unfinished, unfinished, unfinished. Qing Yu couldn't stop thinking, and the sword momentum was endless.

Relying on the endless sword momentum, Qing Yu overwhelmed the Heavenly Sword Dao, so that the sword god who had been severely depleted in nine hundred years had not really escaped from the predicament, and had already left the first scar, which was still a sword wound.

"Bang-"

A puddle of blood erupted from his pale arm, and his wrist was nearly severed, except for a little flesh that still connected to his palm.

"Hahaha······"

The sword god in the stone sword felt the severe pain that he had not had in nine hundred years, and couldn't help but laugh excitedly, "I can't imagine that in the world nine hundred years later, there will be such an outstanding swordsman, Ren Miao, Ren Miao, I said it wrong before, your name will not be famous in the mouth of others, but by yourself to make it famous in the world." ”

The stone sword trembled, the entire island in the middle of the lake was shaken, and the cracks on the stone sword cracked even faster, as if a fierce beast was rushing madly inside.

"The sword god is coming out, let's go. ”

Mo Guming shouted loudly into the mist.

Although he and Qing Yu have known each other for a short time, and the friendship between the two sides is not deep, Mo Guming really can't bear the fall of this unborn swordsman.

The whistling wind blew away the mist, and Mo Guming wanted to shout again, but saw that there was no one in the mist, and there was no trace of Qing Yu at all.

"Let's go... When are ······you gone?"

"Boom-"

didn't have time for Mo Guming to think about when, he immediately turned into a sword light and quickly moved away from here.

The sword god is about to get out of trouble, and those of them who fought the body of the sword god before don't dare to stay for a long time, if it's too late, I'm afraid that they will be the ones who become the body.

And at this time, where is Qing Yu?

On the shore of the Defeated Sword Lake, under the stele engraved with three big characters, there was a blood-stained figure, and there were four sword marks on the body that were erupting with blood, even if the blood firmament could only barely stop.

"Sword Twelve, the wheelchair really can't be used indiscriminately, this is already a trick that can only be used by the strongest, and the non-strongest person will directly use the wheelchair, and Ren Miao Cheng will not deceive me. ”

Qing Yu smiled bitterly.

Although he is not like Ren Miaomiao, who can sit in a wheelchair for several years, his injuries are still not light. The sword intent turned into a substance and tore the body, and even the Holy Demon Yuan Fetus could not stop the bleeding.

But fortunately, he estimated it in advance and left a back hand.