Chapter 202 Kill Zou Qiong

The seven evil soul red flame secret that allows the split body to use sword skills? Ling Yu couldn't help but look up at Zou Qiong. At the same time, he also has a strong interest in the sword formula that sounds quite cool. If you can occupy it for yourself, how can you double your combat effectiveness?

The breath of the hot fire dragon is about to crack the sky. Zou Qiong raised his head and a happy smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He found that Ling Wei was unmoved and planned to shake his proudest killing move.

"Phantom split!" In the sky, the rapidly rotating figure is divided into three parts. At the same time, the body disappeared in the air. In the eyes of others, even Zou Qiong, the number of splits in the sky is only two.

"This is..." Carlisle's sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and his lips squirmed gently. He wanted to see Ling Li's next move.

There is no suspense, and the two blue figures in the air were torn to pieces by the "Fire Dragon".

Zou Qiong was happy, and then the seven white figures looked back and forth vigilantly. He didn't believe that Ling Li died like this.

"Unparalleled dance!" A thunderous sound exploded from the tip of Ling's tongue and resounded throughout the audience. In the excited eyes of the audience, a blue figure appeared on the ground out of thin air. In a moment, more than ten electric lights shuttled through the "seven" swordsmen in white.

The metal sound of "Ding Ding Ding..." is endless, and the unparalleled dance has not hurt anyone!

The strength of the seven of them is exactly the same. Ling Wei raised his head and looked at the seven Zouqiong, and his eyes flashed with fiery light.

I'm going to decide what the secret of the seven evil spirits. Ling Wei secretly made up his mind and brewed another wave of attacks.

This game is really wonderful. The swordsman battle has always been extremely gorgeous and very ornamental. At this time, the swordsman duel in the center of the venue may not be seen once or twice in an ordinary person's life. The faces of noble men and warriors of various professions flashed with excitement, and their eyes paid attention to the center of the venue without blinking. Although they could not carefully see the physical methods of the two sword saints, there was still an unparalleled sense of achievement that could be used to show off to people.

"Unparalleled dance, that's Ling Yan's trick, this boy..." Carlisle said to himself, and he had a very good impression of Ling Li.

"Hahaha, Ling Wei. Today is the day of your death." Seven swordsmen in white began at the same time.

Ling Li shook his head and smiled, "I just warmed up."

Zou Qiong smiled coldly and said, "I can never compare with this, that is, it is hard-mouthed."

"I can't help it if you don't believe it." Ling Li shrugged his shoulders, and then his eyes narrowed slightly, and a wisp of fine light shot out of his pupils.

"Brother, I'm going to be serious." Ling Hui had a strong smile. She turned her head and bent her eyebrows at the little demon.

"Ye." The little demon gave a soft grace and watched the game in the center of the field without looking back.

"Come on, bad guy!" Qin Si was dazzled. Although she was full of confidence in Ling Li, she was still a little worried.

"seven? Oh. Then treat all of you as real."

"Hmm, arrogant..."

Before Zou Qiong finished speaking, Ling Li had rushed towards one of them. The phantom split swordsmanship actually turned into six identical human figures.

"What? How can it be?" Zou Qiong was stunned and looked at the seven men with the same appearance in front of him, the boss with his eyes open. He also thought that Ling Wei had used his own unique trick.

"In the past, I wondered why the boss was so strong that he could only use two splits. If Sister Yu could call out three ways. Now I finally understand." The scholar patted his forehead and shouted strangely.

Ling Ling knocked on his head and smiled, "What's so strange? Ling Li's cousin didn't have to do his best before."

After breaking through the holy level, the strength of Ling Li's split has also risen. Although it can't be compared with the split strength made by Zou Qiqi's soul red flame formula, it is no problem to delay one for a short time. Ling Wei's long sword pointed, and his six splits found an opponent nearby and rushed up.

This is really a strange scene. Obviously, it is a single flame competition, but now it looks like a group fight, and the scene is a little chaotic. Looking at the true and false Zou Qiong, who was five steps away from him, Ling Li raised his left foot and slowly stepped forward. The strange body appears again! The "Zou Qiong" only felt a flower in front of him. He didn't see any signs of rapid movement in Ling's body, but somehow, he suddenly couldn't see him. This feeling is very strange, and the man in front of him seems to have suddenly disappeared from this space. I can't even catch a trace of breath.

When Ling's figure reappeared, it was already behind the "Zou Qiong" and the dark sword silently stabbed out, penetrating from the latter's shoulder to the lower ribs. With a bang, Zou Qiong's body burst, but there was no blood color at all.

"It's fake!"

When Ling Li was about to find a second one, his six splits were also solved. A strange scene appeared, and the six "Sou Qiong" suddenly put their hands on their heads and knelt down in pain, and then the six voices slowly overlapped together.

"Ah!" With a long roar up to the sky, Zou Qiong stood up with a gloomy face.

It turns out that although the red flame secret of the seven evil spirits is strange, it has a flaw that cannot be ignored. After this stunt is used, the body has to separate seven souls to control them separately. Once a split body is injured or killed, the soul of the body will be hurt. It is also the reason why Zou Qiong is not easy to use.

"Is that all?" Ling Wei guessed it, and he looked at Zou Qiong's provocative words.

"Don't be complacent, Ling Wei. No matter how much it costs today, I will kill you. The secret of the red flame of the soul!" Zou Qiong's face was cold, gritted his teeth, and called out six identical splits.

"Extremely boring! Let's end it." The sword of darkness and the golden sword of oath were raised at the same time and crossed in the chest. With the full outflow of the sensitive force of the wind attribute in the body, the energy between heaven and earth became irritable at this moment. With Ling Wei as the center, there are subtle and horrible space cracks, spreading like spider silk from the tip of the sword.

Ling's face was extremely cold, and the spell like death was spit out. Blade Storm!"

"Yan Guangzhan!" Zou Qiong didn't know what sword skills Ling Wei was brewing. He instinctively felt a sense of danger, especially when he saw the space cracks spreading around Ling Wei. This dangerous feeling was even more obvious, and even his heart showed some signs of rapid beating. As a swordsman, this has never happened in battle.

The fiery dragon appeared in the field again. On the ferocious dragon head, the fierce mouth opened, and the horrible and hot dragon breath that made countless strong people change color was spit out again. Where the dragon breath passed, the same black space cracks appeared faintly!

Carlisle has been unable to sit still since Ling Li made the blade storm. How can he not see the extent of Ling's blade storm? He can actually create his own holy sword skills! Carlisle was shocked! As the first swordsman in the mainland, it took thousands of years to succeed! And is he 20 years old?

As soon as the blade storm came out, the wind in the center of the venue was strong. At first, the space cracks that spread like thin strings of spider silk just peeled off like broken mirrors. Xingyu's vast energy gushed out from Ling Yu as the center, and formed a fierce wind under the involvement of Ling Li's rotating body and the blade of the sword!

Zou Qiong's red fire dragon and the energy generated by the blade storm hit each other and kept disappearing. A wave of shock waves of atomic bombs generally swept away, and the sky shook, and the energy boundary used for protection in the venue shook violently, which made people worry that it would break if they were not careful. Some timid spectators have already shouted to escape.

Even the referee in charge of the No. 5 ring has thin sweat on his forehead.

"Light mask strength upgrade!" He made a hasted decision.

"Crystal, crystal, crystal..." A wave of ripples spread from the energy mask, and the whole energy mask slowly restored stability.

Look at the venue again. Zou Qiong's fire dragon has been completely swallowed up by the space cracks made by Ling Yu. He opened his eyes and looked at Ling Li, who was spinning in place. He thought with lingering fear that fortunately, he could only use such a powerful trick as a protective sword skill and could not move... However, when he just thought of this, his eyes were frightened. An energy whirlpool with a height of ten meters in diameter has approached him quickly.

Zou Qiong was stunned for a moment, and then quickly stepped back. He didn't understand why the ant-like figure in his eyes forced himself to this extent two months ago! What on earth has he done in the past two months? Can't you eat the elixir? Moreover, he actually attacked his real body.

Lingqi is completely mistaken. In his opinion, as long as he kills any doppelganger, Zou Qiong's body will have no escape. I didn't expect to be forced back by him to "white clothes", which is Zou Qiong's real body!

Combined with the blade storm, Ling's strange body (supporting eternity, to vertical and horizontal Chinese network) reappears. Before Zou Qiong could react, a burst of heart-like pain came from behind, and then he was afraid to find that his body began to peel off from his feet with the space fragments, and the red blood was pulled into the space gap and disappeared in an instant.

"No!" Zou Gong let out a reluctant roar, and his voice was like an injured beast, extremely violent. Then his thighs, his waist, his chest and his infinite ferocious face shattered like the characters in the mirror...

The wind has arrived, and Ling Li stands in place, and his tall and straight body stands like a javelin. The winter noon sun shone on his body, and the shadow shrank into a black circle under his feet. There is a little blood in the air. Zou Qiong has disappeared from the world, and there is no residue left...

The audience was silent and the needle fell. People looked at the Qingyi Jiansheng in the field in horror! At the last moment, they saw with their own eyes how Zou Qiong's body disintegrated. Many people fainted by this horrible scene.

"Sp. Zou Qiong died. He killed S. Zou Qiong." Zou Qiong's fans still can't believe that the strongest sword saint of the mythical blog college died like this.

PS: Children's shoes, I'm sorry, it's late today.