Chapter 191

The crow was not surprised by Qing Yu's deliberate ridicule. On the contrary, he laughed more and looked at Qing Yu like a dead man.

"Young man, the probation method is useless to me, but I might as well tell you that for dealing with men, the fox protection method is certainly slightly better than me, no. That should be much smarter than me. Even those who are more powerful than her and at a higher level than her may not be able to escape under her charm.

There is a sneer on the corners of the crow's mouth,

"Okay, young man, accept the verdict of death."

"Drink..." pointed by the sword light, the sword momentum, trees and grass fell down one after another. It seems that these people's swordsmanship is either destroying the world or destroying the enemy and rebirth. The grass and small trees could not take a breath of the air nutrients of nature, and were decisively cut off from the road to survival by the fierce sword spirit.

Holding the sword light, the crow's black robe is awe-inspiring, and the sword light seems to spit out in his eyes, and the crystal light shoots out *, and once again a sword runs towards Qingyu's chest.

Qing Yu knows that the master will lose as soon as he goes wrong. But if a master moves, every move will not be as simple as a stab or a sword stab.

So the sword thorn that Qingyu saw is not necessarily a thorn, perhaps a cross cut or a horizontal cut.

Qingyu's eyes were greatly surprised. He saw that the sword was obviously coming towards his chest, but the sword was attacking his lower plate. Why? Because of Qingyu's physical perception ability. He felt that only at the moment when the other party used this move, there was a sound of wind on his feet, and the sound of the wind was very familiar to Qingyu's body, which was the sound of sword spirit that only made by sword spirit.

So he knows that it will never be that simple.

Because he can see it, the other party will certainly have strange moves, just like his black scale broken soul hand, without a trace, and when he appears, he can't see it. Since the crow can seal the big black snake for a hundred years, at least his strength will not be weak.

"Very good" Qingyu's eyes flashed with a trace of joy, and he was excited. He has seen the strong man, which is just stuck to the strength of the body and the strength of internal forces, and the enemy in front of him is just the Eight-Star Sword Sect. It is common for him to fight over the level.

But this crow's trick is very strange. The big wheel of heaven turns to seal the sword record. It seems that there is sword spirit around, but it seems that there is no sword spirit. I clearly feel that there is his sword spirit everywhere, but in fact, there are only a few places at most. Other places are just to confuse themselves.

This is the truth, and the truth is the truth. The art of war is also terrely. Swordsmanship is also gimmo.

Is it true that the swordsmanship is crazy, the sword has reached the peak, and you can do whatever you want. At that time, there was no sword in your hand and a sword in your heart? But how did he have a sword in his heart? Why can't he hold this snow sword in his heart?

"Drink." Qingyu knew that if he didn't return his hand, he would die without a burial place. The strength of the whole body rotates around, and the sword spirit protects the heart and limbs on the left and right.

"The Great Sage runs through the swordsmanship, which is reachless, lingering and blazing. Long and long"

The sword spirit around the body turned into a protective sword flower. Under the countless sword spirit, the sword flowers were broken one by one towards the different swords that day.

"Carving Insect Skills!" The crow said disdainfully, but he was extremely approving in his heart, but he was his own master and had no way to kill it.

"Second type, seal the sword to the sky!!"

Countless swordsmanship came out of the ground, mixed with the perishment of the soil, penetrating towards the continuous swordsmanship of Qingyu.

A trace of cold light flashed in Qingyu's eyes, and countless thoughts surged from his heart. He recalled the movements of the six-eared monkey at that time. At that time, the sword of Ling Tian almost burned his jade.

"Great Sage Qitian's swordsmanship, the final formula, extermination of the sky!! Life without delusion, death without delusion, death by death, death by life, death and life, endless. However, there is reincarnation in heaven and earth, and the way of heaven has not been changed. Only break the cocoon and break the sword to stand, the vast sea of people, all sentient beings, and duckweed are all wandering. What about the Great Sage!!! The spirit of the sky!"

In the blink of an eye, a shocking sword spirit that was beyond the reach of the crows suddenly came out of the encirclement of his own different sword record, and a large amount of sword spirit made his eyes almost unable to open.

"What!! Six-eared monkeys were also born, but how can this move be so powerful? Does the Great Sage run through the sword? How can it be so strong? The crow's face panicked, because he always felt that everything was in his calculation, and everything was in his expectation and would not be unexpected.

But this time, for the first time, he felt that he could not see through this young man. He told the Yuanzhu Mingluan that there was no need to send so many people to attack Tianfumen. However, Mingluan, the owner of the court, asked himself to come, and he must not underestimate the enemy.

It turns out that this young man Qingyu is really not easy to deal with and can make Mingluan suffer. To be honest, there are really not many people in the world.

In the past, no one could block the second sword of the crow at the same level, because often when the second sword, the other party fell down, and he fell forever and could no longer stand up.

But this young man actually blocked two swords, and this sword actually has a faint tendency to attack himself.

I saw the sword spirit all over the sky, the sword spirit all over the sky, and countless sword shadows swayed in Qing Yu's hands, and Qing Yu shouted loudly.

"Crow, the eagle bug trick is coming. It's up to you whether you take it or not."

The crow gritted his teeth and spit out a mouthful of blood. Because of this huge sword spirit surprised him, and Qingyu's stamina, he didn't expect that a descendant sword spirit would be so strong. Qing Yu's internal strength should have been almost lost, but looking at Qing Yu's appearance, he was still more than easy to meet.

The crow bit his finger, and the blood suddenly appeared and wiped it on the sword.

Suddenly, the blood on the crow's sword surged into the sky. A red piece, wrapped around the sword spirit, doesn't care about everything, as if everything is under its control. Red represents vitality, a new day and a new beginning.

However, the crow's sword represents the use of the spirit of heaven and earth to condense the sword spirit and sword spirit.

"Feng Jianlu, Type 5" crow rushed left and right. After a loud noise, a series of swordsmanship like needles attacked fiercely in the direction of Qing Yu at a speed that could not be seen by the naked eye.

And the Senran sword spirit near where Qingyu is located has long been annihilated.

"What a strong sword spirit, shouting" Qing Yu only felt that his scalp was numb. The first move was very fierce, and the second move was even more fierce. Every move almost killed himself. If it hadn't been for his eyesight and hands, he would have died immediately.

"Wow...the last of the ethereal sword, burning the sky!!!"