Chapter 111 Burning the Sky

A spark can start a prairie fire.

This is what Qingyu said to him.

Never underestimate any opponent who is weaker than you, because this opponent is likely to cut off your head with his own hands.

He will never believe any of Qingyu's words.

He can say that he remembers any sentence in his heart and puts it in his heart.

The sword array is really mysterious.

Although everyone's sword spirit is few, it can't be glimpsed together.

When the huge pressure comes, the surrounding sword spirit is like a tide, and it is also like a stream flowing into a river.

Murong Qiushui's sword spirit surrounded a huge mask, but it was slowly squeezed to become smaller.

Of course, these swordsmanships are difficult to see with the naked eye. Only when they reach a certain level can they really see it.

And the kind of sword spirit that people often see is just that the sword is too fast, and the water vapor in the air quickly forms small drops of water.

is the usual sword spirit.

When Murong Qiushui's air mask shrinks to a certain size, it will no longer become smaller.

In contrast, all the light walkers opened their eyes wide and opened their eyes red. I was full of energy.

The dust on the ground is flying, bringing up sand. The sword spirit of 300 people is not small.

The corners of Bai Ye's mouth still have blood stains and blood stains with Murong Qiushui. On the left shoulder, a large blood mouth was still bleeding, but under the strong binding of his sleeve, it also eased a little.

Bai Ye's eyes stared at Murong Qiushui, who seemed to be desperate in the field, but he was shocked to see that Murong Qiushui's face had not changed at all. I'm afraid that this final battle will fail.

The sudden kill just now is just for the light walkers to support the storm faster and better.

The bloody brothers, the boiling blood, the intention of fighting in the sky. They are all condensed on the sword in their hands, from the hilt to the sword body, from the sword body to the tip of the sword, forcing them out of the body. A bursting sound like an ice burst, tearing the soil on the ground and tearing the sand on the ground.

Rush straight to the Murong Autumn, which is still in the center and is still in the center. I thought I could do anything about this array, and I thought that I could defeat these 300 light walkers on my own, which was a revenge for Qing Yu. Whether Qingyu is dead or not. They were all forced to the field by these ghost garden dog slaves.

But at this moment, he found that this powerful 300-person atmosphere, which is composed of sword spirit, is not so simple.

The huge pressure, like a big pot lid, covered the sky and earth of Murong Qiushui, making Murong Qiushui almost breathless. But on the surface, he pretended to be calm.

The sword is like floating, and the sword is as ethereal. The sword is like a star, and the sword is like a meteor.

Countless ideas passed through Murong Qiushui's mind, flashing like a streamer in just a few seconds, but they were eternal.

Eternal sword?

It's not so exaggerated, it's just a trick of the ethereal sword.

Since the god of the sky can be a god, he naturally has his ability. Since his ability is the sword of ethereal, how can he say that this move is useless?

Hohohoho.

The sky and the earth seem to change color, the sword roars like the forest, the sword spirit is like the wind, and the wind and clouds are invincible.

Boom.

The wind and thunder change color.

The way to break the sword, but for a moment.

Breaking the enemy's array is just between one thought.

If you can't figure it out, you can't become a great Confucian and a great thinker.

If you can't figure it out, you will be trapped in the storm and die without regret.

Murong Qiushui's eyes were bright, and in an eye, he found out why his ethereal sword had been stopping.

is a bondage.

Yes, it is bondage, there is bondage. My body and sword moves were tied up. The reason why the ethereal sword is ethereal is that it can be unfettered by the world like a meteor. Although it is only for such a moment, only a few seconds, many people remember it after all.

This is the meteor, and this is the ethereal sword.

Since the wind and snow dragon can travel freely in the air, it can reach the peak at the fastest speed.

Why can't the swordsmanship make him weird?

What is speed?

What is speed?

Let you see it.

If the wind moves, I will let the wind be controlled by me.

When the clouds rise, I let the clouds ride down.

Three hundred light walkers waved their swords crazily, and countless meteor-like swordsmanships wanted to condense again. Murong Qiushui's face was slightly stagnant, with a sneer in his expression,

"Sagging" only saw the sword spirit around him, as if it was respected by Murong Qiushui's sword spirit, obediently rotating around it and flowing.

Murong Qiushui knew that these swords were huge and could not be completely melted. How about...

Murong Qiushui's eyes are full of a trace of gly color, and these guys are useless.

"Son!!!"

The sword spirit is once again like a run-off wild horse, but this time it is more crazy and regular, all towards the 300 light walkers.

White night's face changed greatly.

"Park Ci pounces here, pounces..." A sound seemed to be the sound of a sharp sword. People said that the sword spirit killed people, there was no trace on the sword, there was no blood on the sword, or a little red under the sword.

The huge sword airflow, like a hurricane, destroyed the momentum of decay and ruthlessly destroyed the light travel of 300 light walkers.

The sword ruthlessly destroys human life.

Sword spirit, tearing open people's clothes without emotion. Unfeelingly tearing people's throats.

Only in one thought.

Sword, ruthless. But people are affectionate.

The ruthless swordsman is ruthless.

What if it is affectionate?

Since ancient times, is it amorous hatred?

A sentiment is always ruthlessly disturbed.

Juanzong looked at Murong Qiushui, who was already a strong man. He used his strength and understanding ability to overcome this storm. It's really beyond her expectation.

The beautiful eyes spread, and the bright eyes flashed slightly. The pretty eyebrows frowned slightly.

Is this person ruthless?

Is there any affection for yourself?

Affectionate, will it really be ruthlessly disturbed?

But why at that moment, at that moment, she felt that the man in front of her was so far away from her.

It's close at hand, but the heart is at the end of the world.

Bai Ye bit his lip. He is his best brothers and his most heartfelt deployment. However, at this moment, he died sparsely.

There is no suspense about death.

I have never seen Murong Qiushui move.

It's just a thought.

Is this guy so horrible?

Impossible. His momentum is obviously only at the level of swordsmanship.

Why, why, why.

Murong Qiushui's whole body is like a blazing fire. He doesn't know the most mysterious move of this ethereal sword.

Burning the sky.

It's like this.

extremely domineering.

No, no.

This is not a pure burning sky. But... Adapted by the gentle and light spirit of Fengxuelong. Is it because of the evil wind and snow dragon and the ethereal sword in the past half month? It caused a confusion between the two martial arts.

However, one is light kung fu and the other is swordsmanship. Why is it confusing and why?

Juanzong is also very strange. Why does Murong Qiushui's whole body seem to have been burned by the sky fire now?

Murong Qiushui's eyes were red, his ears were red, and there was a black smell all over his body.

"Oh, my God..." Bai Ye was surprised and shouted, "Run, everyone, run." How could they run away? The sword spirit was on fire. Originally, many light walkers just cut their shoulders and cut their clothes by the sword spirit. Only nearly 100 people were killed by this messy sword spirit.

But this fire is together. Plus the wind.

Wind, fire, two heavens.

Windy days are most likely to cause beacon fires.

Many forces know that the windy weather is not suitable for a fire. Even if you make a fire, you should be careful.

But this burning fire can't be extinguished by ordinary small water. What's more, they can't get rid of the flood fire at all.

Fire forest, fire is like a forest. In a moment, within 50 steps, a raging fire burned everything.

Juanzong stared at all this.

She suddenly remembered what Master said.

This move is used by men to be stronger and more terrible.

The masculine breath of men burns everything in the world, the momentum of human beings, the breath of human beings, endless, terrible suffocation. After all, no matter what force it is, no matter what the master is, it is ultimately dominated by men.

The flame is still burning. Within 50 steps, it will be killed and burned. The hot flame rose, but it did not look like a real flame, as if it was pulled in from the void, but the real flame emanated from Murong Qiushui's sword.

Murong Qiushui is in the flames, how can others imagine it? It's so unexpected to use this trick to burn the sky for the first time. He really didn't expect that the power was so great, and the power of counterattack was not small.

How to put it, kill a thousand and lose 800.

Murong Qiushui's situation is no better than those light walkers, but he protects his whole body with his inner breath, although his skin and bones are painful. But after all, he can't reach his heart, and he won't die.

After all, his internal strength has been cultivated for more than ten years since he was a child. This is not what ordinary people can have. Even before Qingyu didn't have Neidan, he probably didn't have his inner strength.

Murong Qiushui knew that he had won this battle, and it didn't have much effect to kill him, but hurt himself.

With a "drink", he withdrew his inner breath, and the sword spirit transformed from the violent gushing internal breath was cut off.

Burning the sky, that's it.

This time is not a simple end, but the fusion that drives the ordinary ethereal sword.

Yes, it's fusion.

Even Juanzong's eyes widened. She couldn't even believe that this was only performed by a swordsman. She gave Murong Qiushui this move not only because she likes him, but also because she wants to strengthen Murong Qiushui's strength. Instead, I hope that he will become a swordsman or a higher-level sword king in the future, and then carry forward this burning sky. Use this move to fight against all the enemies of the strong.

But she didn't expect that Murong Qiushui would dare to use this move now.