Chapter 172 Great Sage Qitian Swordsmanship!

Almost all trees have been cut down, and almost all rivers have ebbed. Although it is not an ocean, there is a trend of waves. This is entirely because of anger.

God is really good. Why is a person's sword spirit, or a strong man, a person who practices the spirit of the heavenly continent, can transform and release his internal forces with the situation of swords? What a great idea it is. Who first invented the sword spirit?

That man is really a genius, ingenious and fantastic.

The six-eared monkey did not look at the sky or the ground. He seemed to be looking at it with his heart, experience it, and observe everything around him. He didn't seem to worry at all that Qingyu would escape. He is not worried that Qingyu will attack him when he does this move.

"Break... Heaven... Destroy... Earth... Great... Holy... Qi... Heaven... Sword... Method"

The sound of the six-eared monkey does not come from the mouth at all, but Qingyu can really hear it. It is not so simple to hear such a sound from the mouth, but to hear it directly from the heart.

He felt very surprised and surprised that there were as strange skills and swordsmanships as black-scaly soul-broken hands in heaven and earth. And it's swordsmanship!!

Yes, it's swordsmanship. Qing Yu was curious that his black scaled broken soul hand condensed at the same time.

He thought of integrating with Cangjin, yes, Cangjin.

He knows his black-scale broken soul hand, which seems to have a surprising winning effect for people of the same level. But here. He felt that if he didn't work hard, he would die, and he would die miserably.

Although he has no grudge against the other party.

The third type of Lintian swordsmanship, the powerful sword. Listen to my orders. Nine-day Rasha, Jiusha came to the world, giving me strength to kill, kill, slaughter, and kill. Killing people without blood,

The surrounding grass and trees turned into black ash in such an instant, and all of them dissipated like a touch of green smoke.

The six-eared monkey didn't seem to expect that the other party's trick would have such a fierce last move.

"Very good"

This time he finally opened his mouth to speak.

Qing Yu heard his words, which was not an old voice. This kind of old monster for hundreds of years can change its life expectancy, not to mention changing the vocal cords, which is extremely easy.

The voice has a feeling of great changes. Although it is just like an ordinary middle-aged man, it gives Qingyu a sense of majesty from his heart.

Is this a deterrent? No, it's not. This is not.

This is a characteristic he has. He doesn't seem to be a person?

Qing Yu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he felt a little like a big black and reckless snake, very similar.

He wanted to say something, but he didn't have a chance to say it.

Similarly, the six-eared monkey also had a familiar feeling for the first time. He felt a familiar blood in Qingyu's body, which turned into the boiling energy of internal force and sprayed towards him, as well as the strong sword spirit, boundless, the law of life and death, as if in an instant.

"It's the blood of the devil wolf, and you actually swallowed the blood of the devil wolf!!"

The six-eared monkey slowly spit out these words, but his swordsmanship has been condensed, and it is too late for him to take it back. What's more, he has no intention to take it back at all.

Even if the other party sucks the blood of the devil wolf, a greedy person will come to freeze the devil's cellar and be beaten down. Many people have been beaten down from above, and greedy people will never live well. Without a moment of rest, how can you know that contented people are always happy?

He has made up his mind to let the other party die here. In memory of him, these trees and grass forests have been destroyed. Just take it as his burial.

Eight hundred years of loneliness was actually broken by an outsider. It is also because of this that the six-eared monkey knew that these capable people came out in later generations, and any one who came down had such a strong strength at such a young age. He is wondering if he should never go out and live a lonely life here.

Although this life is extremely long. But he will eventually survive.

So he can't leave the other party. The other party may be from the demon clan, even if he uses not the magic of the demon clan, but ordinary swordsmanship. But now that so many years have passed, who knows if there are any demons who have learned human swordsmanship. Many people of the demon clan like to practice magic and martial arts, which is used to show their excellence.

"Come on, kid!!" Six-eared monkey believes that he is a senior. Of course, he is not wrong. He is indeed a senior, a senior who is at least a few hundred times the age of the other party.

"Good"

Qingyu's right hand flashed, and the huge silver sword spirit, wrapped around hundreds of gun flowers, rushed straight towards the thousands of layers of sword spirit.

"Rumble,"

The sound of sword spirit can no longer be described as pong, but to use a rumble, just like the sound of a big instrument explosion.

It's horrible that people can't sleep and jump up excitedly.

It is also a roaring sound, one is the enemy attacking the city, and the other is setting off fireworks.

This is a different sound, which will produce different effects in different places.

But the six-eared monkey heard another voice. The reason why he was called six-eared monkey was not only because he had six ears, but also because he had strong hearing. He can hear many kinds of sounds, not separately, but at the same time.

He suddenly heard a sound that he often heard hundreds of years ago. Although it was a little different, it seemed to be carved from a mold.

It's like a child who often listens to his mother's voice. He hasn't heard it for many years. When he hears it again, he can still have a familiar feeling and a familiar smell.

Under the strength of Qingyu, the sword spirit of his right hand was emitted. He almost released half of his physical strength, and the energy of the giant rat king Neidan behind him was continuously sent to the front. Kill the front line.

Qingyu's left hand did not stop. The black breath condensed and formed in the air and became a huge snake body. This is the strongest one given to him by the big black snake. The black-scale broken soul hand condensed into the body of the big black and reckless snake.

"Black scales break the soul, break, break, break. Kill, kill, kill a bloody road, cut off, cut off your life.

A touch of blood was captured from the corners of Qingyu's mouth and bit the blood stains on his lips fiercely. Scarlet color, salty taste.

But Qing Yu has already turned a blind eye to these. What he saw and felt was the swordsmanship of the six-eared monkey in front of him, the great saint Qitian swordsmanship.

It's so horrible!!!

"Boom"

Gras and trees can be broken and trees can be thrown away. The sword in your hand must not be thrown away.

Because the people in front of him, with the same momentum as himself, put all their efforts into this sword.

Thousands of sword shadows came from the sword spirit of Qingyu's right hand, and the sword spirit in the sky spewed out thinly. How spectacular. Of course, the great saint Qitian swordsmanship of the six-eared monkey will not be weak. Or, he is stronger.

The monkey's eyes lit up slightly, and he found something.

"This is... the most secretive move of Lintian's swordsmanship. Strong Sword!!!!"

"What!! Is it the descendant of the Sword God? Killed the wrong person? It's impossible that he has the breath of the demon clan. No, that's the breath of the blood of the demon wolf, huh???

The six-eared monkey only changed tens of millions of thoughts in his mind at this moment.

"What!! The breath of the mane giant rat king!!! What's going on!!"

It is impossible to look back. Thousands of evil spirits and thousands of sword shadows spewed out, pointing within the foot where Qingyu is.

In an instant, the ground collapsed and the rocks cracked. Qingyu's body seemed to sink. Biting his lips bitterly, there were more and more blood stains on the corners of Qingyu's mouth, and the depression in his chest became bigger and bigger.

I only feel dizzy between heaven and earth.

No, he can't die here. At many death points, he can survive, and he can turn defeat into victory at the last moment. As long as there are still ideas, they will be born. If you die, you will die.

A person who has no desire and desire to live will not live well. He will not die in the battle of life and death.

"Ah, ah, the powerful sword, broken!!!"

Qingyu's roar drove his sword spirit. The boundless sword turned into a fierce sword spirit and ruthlessly swept away in the direction of the six-eared monkey.

When the monkey knew everything, it was too late and too late. The reason why his great saint Qitian swordsmanship is the same as heaven is that he is called the great saint. That's related to the great saint Sun Xingzhe trillions ago. At that time, the method of eating my stick has evolved into a relatively gentle swordsmanship until now.

Because of the Monkey King's method of eating me at that time, no matter what demons, demons, demons and evil spirits, as long as they go down, even the corpse blood soldiers will die without leaving scum.

The six-eared Monkey wants to kill his mouth, and he absolutely wants to kill his mouth.

Qing Yu only felt that his right hand was unconscious. Although he knew that the internal force was sufficient, it was not a internal force that could be used arbitrarily. This is the fundamental reason.

The other party is also an old monster ten thousand years ago. Eight hundred years of practice, in this lonely place, the internal force has already reached the realm of an oven, which can be used at will without any escape.

After the destruction of the world, it ended endlessly, and the six-eared monkey still remembered the last move.

The big black hand appeared from the void, but it was his big black and reckless snake brother. His surprise can't be described, and his shock simply overshadowed his knowing that the other party was a descendant of the Sword God.

He couldn't believe his eyes and quickly tried his best to transfer the great saint Qitian swordsmanship to the other direction.

In a moment, "rumbling, explosive!! Dangdang!! Roar"

For a while, almost the surrounding mountains, this pure land that has been quiet for hundreds of years, was so disturbed. The earth shook, and the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.