Chapter 29 Two Brothers in the Slaughter World

Ye Qianqiu moved and didn't wait for the reaction of the people in the wind world below to turn into a divine light. I don't know when the Qingyang sword came out in his hand. He went down with the sword and pushed his spiritual cover. When he was close to him for an inch, he finally broke out and said, "People in the wind world, die!"

These six words sounded in the ears of the people in the wind world, which immediately made him feel that the air around him was cold, and a murderous atmosphere pushed his spiritual cover!

This sword was extremely dangerous and could almost pierce his spiritual cover, but unexpectedly, a gust of wind suddenly appeared on the top of his head, like a heavenly knife, fighting with the Qingyang sword in Ye Qianqiu's hand.

"Who is it? Don't you know that I am a member of the wind clan? If you attack and kill me, aren't you afraid that my wind world will slaughter Kyushu?" He knew that the dark opponent was very terrible. He moved, turned into a gust of wind and moved away, and shouted.

"Boom!" Ye Qianqiu hid in the void and came out to fight without any nonsense. With five fingers together, he shot out and evolved into a giant palm, splitting the sky and down. This is the cracked palm of the earth!

"Hang", "Hang" and "Hang..."

The young man of the wind clan snorted coldly when he saw the situation, and the wind surged all over his body. Finally, he turned into thousands of divine swords and rose to the sky, which was extremely horrible.

The sword rang for nine days, and the ten thousand wind god swords are peerless and sharp. Each sword cuts out a kind of magic pattern, which is very horrible to Ye Qianqiu!

"It turns out that the means of people in the wind world are similar to Taoism. It seems that people in the alien world are not fuel-efficient lamps!" Ye Qianqiu thought like this, dancing the Qingyang sword in his hand, with a thousand sword spirit, and talking about the thousands of wind swords broken.

The Yutian in the distance was also a little surprised. The young people of the wind clan showed very strange methods, similar to Taoism, but different from Taoism. Its power is beyond imagination. Each sword contains a mark to smash the void.

If it hadn't been for Ye Qianqiu's sword spirit, he would have suffered from this blow.

However, at this time, the young man of the wind clan had turned into a breeze and came to Ye Qianqiu, and then the more horrible ten thousand swords came together, shocking the world.

Wands of wind and swords have evolved a wisp of road marks, which are actually connected together, forming a special road pressure!

"Boom!"

The wind and thousands of swords are overwhelming, as if they can smash all tangible creatures, making Ye Qianqiu a little scared!

The young man in the wind world came up to kill. He didn't want to fight for hundreds of rounds and directly run his strongest attack skill. He wanted to kill the person in front of him immediately, because he vaguely felt that this person was not simple and could isolate the air machine here from the outside world and make it an independent battlefield.

Ye Qianqiu roared, and the whole battlefield moved. If it hadn't been for the protection of the emperor, it would have been impossible to stop the spread of this sound waves. This is the art of Buddha's heavenly sound, and its attack power is not small.

"Boom!"

Stars appeared all over the sky, and stars were more brilliant than the sun, making this ancient battlefield almost burn, full of ocean-like horror fluctuations.

"That's a vision condensed by Taoism!" Yutian looked at all this in the distance and was a little surprised, "Oh, this boy knows that he doesn't use real moves directly, which makes people unable to guess!"

"That's... the Taoism of the human race!" The young man of the Feng clan suddenly felt the power of Taoism and was shocked. He looked at Ye Qianqiu and said, "Didn't you use martial arts before?"

Ye Qianqiu smiled at him coldly and said, "I didn't say I could only do martial arts!"

"Cung Zheng..."

Every star is as huge as a hill, filling this seemingly vast martial arts arena, colliding with tens of thousands of wind and swords.

"Dong!"

Gao Tian has been crushed, and it has become a place of destruction. Nothing exists anymore. Ordinary practitioners can't see it clearly again.

"Bum!"

The stars in the sky are silent, only the chaos surrounds, and the sky is slightly surprised. Is it possible for Ye Qianqiu to be beheaded instead?

Although he thought so, the next moment he shook his head and said to himself, "With his means, two people may not be able to kill him together!"

"Boom!"

A loud noise came out, and the young man of the wind clan rushed out, covered with blood, and there were many cracks in his body. He suffered unimaginable heavy damage and wanted to escape from the ancient battlefield.

In the void, Ye Qianqiu was independent and roared. Using the art of Buddha's heavenly sound, the huge martial arts arena was about to be overturned and the lead cloud was shattered.

"Ah..." The young man of the wind clan was hit by sound waves and shouted at the sky. His body cracked in the void, and his head and limbs were all separated.

"Puff!"

He exploded in the void and couldn't stand it, but now a roar completely shattered him, burst into a blood mist, and his spirit was completely destroyed.

Ye Qianqiu slowly fell down, and there was no injury on his body. Looking at the drifting blood fog, he frowned and said, "It's not very strong to enter the Holy Double Sky for the first time, but the magic of the wind world is not be despised!"

Yutian nodded in the distance and said, "That's true, but now is not the time to discuss it. You have smashed him and leave the breath and traces of magic on his broken bones and meat and in this battlefield!"

Hearing this, Ye Qianqiu immediately ran Wanhua Shenqi and run the magic power. He saw Wanhua Shenqi gradually turn into magic gas. Suddenly, the magic spirit was terrifying. He used this breath to leave some deep traces on the battlefield, and then left this breath on the flesh and blood on the ground.

Seeing that he had completed it, Yutian inspected it with his horrible divine consciousness and did not find any abnormality. Even he could not see that this was Ye Qianqiu's work, not to mention the rest of the wind world?

With a flash of golden light, this man and a dragon combination disappeared on this ancient battlefield and continued to look for the next target to be killed.

On the way, Ye Qianqiu thought for a moment and said, "You can't kill all the people in the wind world here!"

"Oh?" Yutian looked at him doubtfully and asked him why.

Ye Qianqiu smiled and said, "You have to leave a half-dead person to report the news, so that the two worlds of wind and demons have a greater chance of fighting!"

Hearing what he said, Yutian laughed twice and said, "It turns out that you are really a wise man. You have already figured out what to do after that!"

Ye Qianqiu shrugged his shoulders and waved his hand, "The situation is pressing."

At this moment, a shocking roar suddenly came from afar: "Who did it? Is it really impatient to kill even the people of my Feng clan?

This roar shook the whole Mount Tai, but after all, Mount Tai is a magical place, and even Yundu Mountain is not a place that can be easily destroyed, let alone Mount Tai?

"Very strong, probably the peak of the Holy Triple Heaven, much better than the previous man!" Ye Qianqiu felt the breath and finally commented like this.

Yu Tian also nodded and said, "I'm afraid you have a hard fight this time. I want to block the air machine and can't spare my hand to help you, but I believe you can kill him. You are the person who even killed the most holy four heavens!"

Ye Qianqiu smiled bitterly and said, "The means of this person in the wind world are not easy to deal with!"

With that, the two sneaked away again, tracking the man of the wind clan at the peak of the most holy triple sky.

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Ye Qianqiu stepped on the nine heavenly steps and came behind the person of the wind clan like a ghost. Two fairy lights shot out of his eyes. With both fingers, Emperor Wu's fingers hit out.

The man suddenly felt a murderous intention, and suddenly the wind protected his body and blocked the blow. Obviously, his wind level was much stronger than the previous young man!

Then, his eyes also became cold. He knew that it was the man in front of him who killed his brother. Suddenly, his body appeared and the breeze blew. Like a ghost, he was silent, slapped forward, like a fierce ghost coming to the world, and the wind was full of death.

Ye Qianqiu felt cold all over and felt the danger. He rampaged thousands of feet away and was not allowed to avoid this blow.

"Bum!"

The man in the wind world understated the seemingly plain palm, branding a big hole in the void, and the fierce wind kept blowing in the hole, corroding everything.

"Boom!"

Ye Qianqiu roared and took action, and his whole body was full of energy. He was like a god, shining brilliantly, and his spirit was turbulent, as vast as a vast ocean.

"Boom!"

He waved his palm hard and hit the eight wilderness dragon palms. The eight dragons, unparalleled in the world, emitted a strong positive breath and collided with the yin wind blowing in the big hole in the void.

"Hear!"

Ziyang and Zhiyin met, and the two silently became a dark place, beginning a terrible collapse, invisibly creating the power of yang and the power of yin.

"Dong!"

There was a loud noise in the void, where a terrible brilliance broke out, drowning the two, forming a terrible scene of great destruction.

Although the power of yin and yang only appeared for a short moment, they were terrible to the extreme. The two met and destroyed everything.

"Bang!"

At this time, the man appeared and hit it with another palm, and the wind rose again, corrupting the world.

Two fairy lights shot out of Ye Qianqiu's eyes. When he raised his hand, the palm of the earth came out with the broken sky finger of Emperor Wu. The golden fingers and the golden palm melted in the void, and the golden light gradually melted the yin wind.

"Puff!"

The man was also hit hard and spit out a large mouthful of blood, but at the same time, Ye Qianqiu's sleeves were corroded, and even his hands were corroded. He hurriedly ran his spirit to eliminate the smell of the yin wind and the most holy power to restore the corroded place.

"Bang!"

After the man vomited blood, he was even more angry. His palms fell continuously. The Yin wind broke Emperor Wu's finger and cracked the ground palm, and quickly attacked Ye Qianqiu.

Ye Qianqiu roared, and his spirit rushed to the sky, dispersing the heavy clouds. The terrible holy power was powerful, and the Taoist lines slowly emerged, leading the man began to be a little frightened.

He swallowed mountains and rivers and shocked nine days. He played profound martial arts in one hand and mysterious Taoism in the other. The two complemented each other and soon broke the defense of the wind and directly hit the man.

The man was beaten to spit blood one after another. At the same time, he was also very surprised why he had fought for so long and had not found it. Just when he thought so, Ye Qianqiu grinned at him and said, "The air here has long been isolated. You are not as good as your brother. Although he was quickly defeated, he at least found this!"

Hearing this, the man was immediately furious and ignored the injury on his body. His eyes began to be blood red, and the wind surged around his whole body, and he rushed to Ye Qianqiu.

At this time, Ye Qianqiu laughed and said, "You have lost your feet!"

Suddenly, a long gun appeared in his hand, flashing golden light. This is not a weapon, but a soldier of divine consciousness condensed by him. In the previous battle, he had found that the power of divine consciousness could easily penetrate the wind defense.

The golden gun of consciousness was suddenly cast out by Ye Qianqiu, which was thunderous and pierced the long rainbow. One blow pierced the man's brain, shocked his knowledge of the sea and destroyed all life in an instant.

With eyes that did not dare to become more desperate, the man slowly fell down, and Ye Qianqiu finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to create illusion after the most holy power recovered the injury.

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