Chapter 251 Bloody War!

As soon as the proud black magic skill came out, his body was full of magic, his eyes were fierce, and his black hair danced wildly, setting him like a demon god coming out of the bottom of the abyss, evil, dark, and fear from the bottom of his heart.

The roaring sky in white clothes is better than snow, and his temperament is extremely elegant. Even in the confrontation, he is still free and easy, as if he is not fighting fiercely, but talking about scriptures with his friends, and his posture is chic and calm.

"The secret of human sword!"

Ye Qingyan's eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth were gently raised, and his feet stepped into the void. Looking at the terrible attack in front of him, a thrilling sword suddenly burst out in his eyes. The purple sword waved gently, and the unparalleled sword spirit was like the Milky Way hanging down above the nine heavens. The sword spirit was tearing the sky and the earth, shocking.

The secret of the human sword is the first sword of Tianyang Sword. Ye Qingyan has long realized that the last time he faced the Sword Emperor, he used it, but at that time, he was not at the peak of the earth. Now he has the cultivation of the six heavens of the spiritual realm. It is not just the difference between clouds and mud, and the power is naturally not the same.

The sword secret is shot out with a sword, and the sword spirit is horizontal. The shining sword light is snow-white and dazzling, which makes everyone can't help narrowing their eyes.

"A peerless sword!"

This is what everyone can't help sighing.

This sword condenses all Ye Qingyan's will. In terms of mystery alone, this is already the highest sword!

A sword comes out, the swordsmanship appears, and the meaning follows!

A sword, pouring the city!

"Bum bang!"

The three people's laws are like electricity and pass by staggering.

"Ye Xiaoyao, you are cruel enough!" Another visible sword wound was added to his chest, and he resisted the pain.

"If it's fierce, the two of us together can't compare with you!" Xiaotian's white clothes were stained with blood, and a blood stain flashed in his abdomen. He reached out to erase the blood stains on the corners of his mouth and said with difficulty.

"Because I can't lose!"

Ye Qingyan held a sword in his right hand and carried it on his left hand. He said lightly. His figure was as green as pine and seemed to be sound, but what Xiaotian didn't notice was that Ye Qingyan's left hand was trembling gently and dripping down his arm.

"Haoran Tianang Sword!"

Xiaotian gritted his teeth. In this battle, not only Ye Qingyan could not be defeated, but also Xiaotian could not be defeated. This battle is not only about glory, but also the throne of the Holy Son!

Since he first saw Qiyue, he has been intoxicated. The girlhood is far from the peerless glory of today, but the little girl with extremely special behavior and speech has left a deep trace in his heart.

When he grew up, he realized that it was elegant.

Xiaotian is gentle and elegant, and he never insists on everything, but he is stubborn to Qiyue. He has never thought of blaspheming her or even owning her. He just wants to be closer to her, closer to her...

Ye Qingyan's fierce action made him panic. He was afraid that if he was defeated, he might always regard it as something as precious as life.

So, he took action without mercy!

A sword came out, magnificent and righteous, as vast as a river, majestic as a mountain, with an unprecedented momentum, falling to Ye Qingyan.

The Haoran righteousness formula is a classic unique learning of Confucianism. Xiao is born with mild nature and rarely sad and happy. It is quite suitable for this unique learning, and it is very talented to practice thousands of miles a day.

Haoran righteousness is the righteousness of heaven and earth, the line of the Confucian family and Taoism. Haoran righteousness is the authentic righteous learning. When the sky hits out with a sword, it is naturally magnificent, like a great Confucian, talking and laughing, very elegant.

"Black Devil Whistling Stick!"

Ao Kun was more seriously injured and was hit by Ye Qingyan with two swords in a row. He was already fighting, but he had to fight!

He doesn't care about glory; he doesn't care about the throne of the Son; the only thing he cares about is that he can't defeat!

At the very least, you can't be too humble!

A stick hit out, and the magic is rolling like a river. This sky stick makes the void tremble!

The black magic skill practiced by Ao Kun is the unique learning of magic, black demons, black demons, and his heart is as black as ink cubes to become demons!

Killing, blood, evil spirit, is the most perfect interpretation of the black devil and the dark magic!

Xiaotian, who practices the black magic skills, is black-hearted, cold, cold and ruthless, and six relatives don't recognize it!

"The second sword of the city, break the virtual sword!"

Ye Qingyan's feet were full of ice and fire, and he walked in the air. His eyes were shining brightly. He held a sword in his right hand and chopped down the sky, and cut off the vast moon with one sword.

The broken sword came out, and the whole void was trembling. The purple sword was so bright that people couldn't help squinting. In a faint way, it seemed to break the void and penetrate the vast nothingness, and shocked the people watching the battle in all directions.

"This... he actually broke the void, too - perverted!" The Purple Shadow Guardian, who had been smiling indifferently, couldn't sit still at this moment. He stood up and exclaimed.

"If you don't become a king, you will have the power to break the void. This... Even if you go back to ancient times, it is rare!"

"These two kids are in big trouble!"

The man in black and the man in white were silent for a long time and spoke slowly, with a rare emotion in their tone.

It is almost impossible to break the void without experiencing the disaster of the king and becoming a king!

This is the consensus of the mainland!

I didn't expect that someone broke it today!

The purple shadow protector was shocked, the man in black and the man in white was shocked, and the people watching the battle were shocked... Everyone was shocked!

If this spreads, it will definitely spread to the mainland and shock the world!

They know that Ye Xiaoyao has won this sword, and there is no suspense!

"Boom!"

Lightning strike, Thunder retreated, everything was so fast that it caught everyone off guard.

"Cough...you are defeated!"

Ye Qingyan knelt on one knee, holding a sword in his right hand, his body trembled slightly, blood dripping on his right hand, and a touch of red hanging on the corners of his mouth, coughing slightly.

"I... failed?" Xiaotian's white clothes were stained with blood, and the original snow-white robe turned red, blood surged at the corners of his mouth, and his face was pale. He stared at Ye Qingyan with a trace of confusion and said with a smile.

"How can I... lose!" Ao Kun's clothes were stained with blood and his body trembled. Even if there was no more fighting power, his eyes were still fierce, and he roared at Ye Qingyan repeatedly: "Let's...fight again!"

They are all so proud that they can't allow themselves to fail, let alone the two of them work together!

"Are you sure?"

Ye Qingyan frowned. Although he won the move just now, he did not win easily. If it hadn't been for the critical moment, he would have forcibly performed the skill of moving stars, moving flowers and trees, and transferred and removed part of the two attacks. Even if he could win, he would have been seriously injured.

"Well, two guys, you are so disappointed!"

The man in white suddenly appeared in the middle of the three and said coldly, "You don't have the courage to fail. What qualifications do you have to compete with others? It's really a waste of my years of teaching!"

"Master!" Xiaotian and Ao Kun's faces changed and immediately knelt down.

"Remember that failure is not afraid, and the terrible thing is that you dare not face failure!"

The man in black stepped out, shrinking into an inch, empty, his eyes swept over the three people, and said slowly, "Once you lose, you should want to sum up your experience and learn a lesson, instead of daring to face it like a coward. This is the real loser!"

"Your skills are not as good as others. You will not be wronged!" The man in black said, "In the future, I will work hard to practice and try to find the scene. You don't have to cry. It's really #¥% shameful!"

Ao Kun and Xiaotian blushed and dared not speak.

"I've met two seniors!" Seeing the two turn to himself, Ye Qingyan felt a cold heart and forced himself to hold back his injury and arched his hand.

The two nodded, and the man in white said slowly, "Little brother... very good!"

"What method did you use to transfer the attack just now?" The man in black suddenly opened his mouth and stared at Ye Qingyan with burning eyes.

Ye Qingyan was in awe-hearted and forcibly restrained his mind. He bowed his head and arched his hand: "That's a special martial art!"

The man in black nodded slowly and was not talking.

"It doesn't matter if you are injured!" The purple shadow protector suddenly appeared, and his eyes swept over several people and asked.

Several people nodded and showed that they were sound.

"Good!" Ziying Guardian nodded with satisfaction. All three of them are the future pillars of the Tianying God Religion. It's okay to be injured, but if there is a big injury, it's a little worth the loss.

"This law is announced!" The deep eyes of the purple shadow protection swept through the four directions, and the clear voice resounded through the void: "Ye Xiaoyao defeated the enemy and successfully won the throne of the holy son of this generation!"