Chapter 255 Wang Xiong Ba Jiansheng

Chapter 2502 xiong Ba Jiansheng

With this knife, it is obvious that the other party has no room for maneuver, just use all his strength.

Qing Yu's heart was sweating, and he felt a wind coming to his head, followed by a feeling of numbness in his scalp, which was a dangerous sixth feeling. He was really surprised that the other party could use such a powerful knife. He is worthy of being a strong swordsman.

The "buzz" Qingyu sword also came out. The Jingxue sword and the hundred swords fought together, and the crackling sound was intertwined, and then the vulnerable rocks immediately broke into several pieces. What's more surprising is that wherever the hundred swords go, the rocks are all turned into fragments.

Qing Yu shouted loudly,

"The ethereal swordsmanship, the withering of death. Break his weapons and destroy his formation"

Qingyu's words are like a sword, and the sword in his hand does not stop at all. If there is a trace of stay, it is not a joke. It's not the first time he has fought with the swordsman, and he has one thing in common with them.

The common point of the swordsman is that they will add that trace of breath to the sword light, which is not what they can imagine. That feeling is like a gas in this world.

As long as the gas touches your own sword spirit, your sword spirit will all disperse. You need to condense more powerful gas to have the opportunity to fight back, that is to say, this is almost a one-to-hundred relationship.

My sword spirit contributes a hundred ways, and it only needs one to resolve the breath of the sword saint, but I have to aggravate more sword spirit so that my breath will not be swallowed up, and then people will die.

Of course, Wang Xiongba is not a fool. He just suddenly felt the sound of the wind behind him, and then Qingyu's sword has silently reached his back.

"Bad boy, how dare you sneak up on me"

Wang Xiongba was slightly furious. The murderous intention in his heart not only did not diminish, but was stronger. He did not want to hurt Qingyu, just to get the ownership of Princess Wanxuan, so he could have a better position in the first sect of Xuanling, and his position would be more consolidated.

But now he doesn't seem to be so easy to get Princess Wanxuan.

"Bang Bang" Qingyu's sword has reached his back accurately. Although the strength is not small, it is indeed much less than that of Wang Xiongba, a swordsman. I don't know how much the difference is, but Qingyu's sword was actually squeezed out by his hundred swords.

Qingyu was shocked and strode out, and then his body had reached the direction of the snow-shaking sword falling to the ground. He didn't expect that his strength was not as strong enough to condense for so many years. This was really not something that could be achieved for a while.

"buzz"

While Qingyu rushed forward to pick up his snow sword, of course, he also felt the light of the hundred battle knives behind him and had quickly approached his descendants. In his heart, he couldn't help but crook his body and skim his feet, like a dog eating shit. Although it was very indecent, he could only do so in order to survive.

"Ping!!" The knife light actually cut to the ground, wiped Qing Yu's back clothes, and made a big opening. Qingyu was shocked and didn't figure out what was going on.

Sure enough, it is really difficult to fight with a swordsman without any preparation. He had the upper hand when fighting with Pluto and Tianjue, because of the help of the big black snake and six-eared monkey, as well as their extraordinary performance, otherwise they must have fallen into a desperate situation.

I couldn't help shouting in my heart. Why can't I defeat this guy? Should I let the poor woman of Princess Wanxuan, the sad woman, let her take back to this guy, obey his command, and become his prisoner?

Impossible.

Qing Yu did not dare to stop any more. He immediately rose to the sky and jumped up. At the same time, the snow sword had been changed from his left hand to his right hand. The blood of the hundred swords could not stop Qing Yu's sight at all, so he soon saw Wang Xiongba who attacked him behind his back and his unbelievable expression.

He seemed to believe that Qing Yu could avoid his knife light, and also used the trick of eating shit. He bent down to avoid it. Although it was a little indecent, he was indeed a talent to think of this move.

Oh, no, on Wang Xiongba's slightly serious face, he could no longer see a trace of contempt, and he did not dare to despise Qingyu at all, because this boy is worthy of being the doorkeeper of Tianfu Gate. His legend and his legend seem to have been confirmed in front of him.

Can he really defeat himself here? He doesn't believe it.

Of course, he doesn't believe that Wang Xiongba has been famous for 180 years. When did a 17-year-old child come out to play so many tricks in his own hands, or the savior of the Dragon God? This surprised him to death.

Qing Yu suddenly chirped and rushed to the periphery like a bird. Because Wang Xiongba's hundred swords have shattered all the rocks, because Qingyu is really not easy to carry this move, which is really too powerful.

"Wang"

Qingyu's body stabilized on a big rock again, and then Wang Xiongba was shocked. He raised the snow-shaking sword in his hand in the air, like a bird running into the mountain forest. His body suddenly shifted, and then shouted loudly.

"Lintian swordsmanship, sparrow singing swordsmanship!!! "Underworld"

This sword spirit is very strong, but it is not as strong as the sword light, but a sword spirit that surrounds it, and the rest is the sword light that surrounds it. It's like a swallow flying by.

Wang Xiongba was shocked. He knew that this move seemed so naive, but its power was absolutely not light.

Wang Xiongba didn't think about it. His body had burst and retreated, and then there was the sound of bursting rocks. Almost all the snow was blown up, and there was a powerful roar on the snowy mountain.

"Rumble...Rumble"

Wang Xiongba is not a fool. His hands have just stopped in mid-air, and the hundred swords are like the wind, running towards Qing Yu, who has just finished his sword.

Qing Yu's figure retreated a lot, but the knife light followed him closely, and the huge snowballs slowly piled up also rolled in this direction.

"What a cruel heart"

Qing Yu knew that he must take this move, otherwise their base camp, their Tianfu Gate, Luo Tianjiao, in the base of Daxue Mountain, would no longer exist. He finally realized how cruel Wang Xiongba's move was. Originally, he thought Wang Xiongba would not do it, but since he did so, it was Qingyu's murderous heart hidden in his heart began.

"Drink"

Qing Yu shouted, and a strong sword spirit rose from his sword spirit. He needed to disperse this big snowball, at least not to let him approach the direction of their Tianfu Gate.

Below, the brothers of Tianfumen looked at themselves with glittering eyes. They had not seen such a dazzling competition as their forehead master for a long time. They were sure that their master would win. And it will win the final victory, which is an absolute thing.

This sword spirit has forced Wang Xiongba back a little and stepped back a few steps.

Qingyu has felt the pain in his palm again, because of the continuous use of sword spirit and strong forehead, he can't resist it all the time.

But he just forced Wang Xiongba back a few steps. He was surprised to death, because the strength of Wang Xiongba's sword saint could actually turn his breath and sword spirit into nothing. This was a situation that had happened when he competed with Tianjue.

"You see, there are many kinds of sword saints, but the descendants of our Yangshen have the ability to burn your sword spirit like the sun. Hahahaha... Qingyu, if you know the appearance, just surrender. I can spare you to die."

The corners of Qingyu's mouth are already trembling,

"Dreaming"

The murderous heart in his heart has condensed, but he can't do stupid things. He is not a fool. No matter how strong the other party is, he has his shortcomings, and his strength is not very different.

The spiritual power of the giant rat king Neidan in his body has been surging out, constantly filling the consumption of Qingyu, and his forehead has sweating coldly.

He knew that if he was impulsive, it would be an unwise choice. So his swordsmanship has appeared.

"The Great Sage is the same as the sky, continuous, running through the highest sword meaning of swordsmanship. One thousand seven hundred and eighty-five swords, piercing attack

"Sw"

"Hung"

For a moment, even Wang Xiongba stood there and watched. He condensed his sword saint energy into a huge snowball, which slowly dissipated, became smaller, less and melted.

Everyone looked at the elegant white figure in surprise, that is, the legendary teenager Qingyu, their Qingyu, their Tianfu door master.

"Roar, the owner of Tianfu Gate is the strongest"

I don't know who was the first to shout out, followed by the sound of thunder and avalanches. All the Tianfumen, Luo Tianjiao, Langfeng Team, and Leitian Team were all roaring.

"Those who offend my brothers in Tianfumen will be killed without mercy."

"Killing, crazy killing."

"Those who mess up the heart of my heavenly family, kill and kill, kill without mercy"

Qing Yu's shout came again, perhaps because the morale of his brothers affected him. He shouted, and at the speed of ten swords in almost a second, 1,75 swords were immediately thrown away.

All the people looked at the figure in shock. His body seemed to be flashing with streamer, which kept flashing.

Even the founder of the Great Sage Qitian Swordsmanship looked at Qingyu in disbelief. He thought he would never reach such a fast speed. All the people, including the Lin's dog group and Wang Xiongba, were shocked by the united belief of Tianfumen, and their hearts were trembling.

"Wang..."

When all the swordsman's sword spirit and the big snowball have completely melted, Wang Xiongba will naturally not be stunned.

He felt the existence of Qingyu's powerful sword spirit. As a swordsman, he felt that Qingyu could definitely be his opponent at this moment, and he was more willing to accept this strong young opponent.

You can't say that the other party is too young to be his opponent. Qingyu has reached his qualification.

"You, very good, can be my opponent of Wang Xiongba"

Wang Xiongba shouted, and his body also rose into the air.

"But you don't deserve to be my opponent"

Qing Yu doesn't like to talk too much with a scumbag, so he says this because he is straightforward. He will never leave any face for the other party. He hates the other party, hates the other party to death, and will still say it.

Even if the other party is really a swordsman or even a strong sword emperor, he will not flatter him.

"I respect you"

He Qingyu is not that kind of person. Even if he dies, he will not be that kind of person. So Wang Xiongba was wrong at all. He thought Qingyu would feel very proud, but it turned out not.

"Very good, boy, you are looking for death, but you don't blame me"

Of course, Wang Xiongba will not be a soft persimmon, and of course he will not let the other party bully his head without any care.

So the energy of the sword saint was condensed in front of him again. What surprised him was that Qing Yu's energy and sword gas seemed to be used without limit. And he has been gasping for breath. After the strong sword spirit just now, he has felt that his internal strength is only 40% left.

It's only 40%, which should be enough to deal with the change after this guy and his loss.

Wang Xiongba's body suddenly exploded two feet away, his hands suddenly shook, and hundreds of swords surged out. The sand and stones around him, accompanied by the strength around him, as well as the strange and fast body.

Qingyu frowned again. Sure enough, he paid a lot of money to defeat Tianjue. If you want to defeat Wang Xiongba, you will pay less.

Qing Yu saw it clearly. The gradually condensed sword spirit energy of Jiansheng was added to the light of the Hundred Battle Swords. Qingyu almost exhaled in surprise. This energy is so familiar.

A knife was cut out again. This time, it was different. The shadows of knives all over the sky rushed towards him, and he had almost no place to hide. He was surprised what to do with this knife shadow. He could not die back in this kind of thing.

In an instant, more than 300 knife shadows have turned into swords all over the sky, coming towards their heads.

Qing Yu's right arm has been stabbed, but Qing Yu did gradually see a little way of this knife method and saw a feeling he had seen before. He was surprised whether he had practiced this knife before or had seen it before.

However, he did not continue to delve, because his current life is still in the hands of the other party, which has to be said to be a very dangerous thing with a sword. If he is distracted during the battle, he will die.

So when Qingyu came to his senses, the swordmang had already cut his chest several times. Fortunately, his body was fast enough and his reaction was timely enough. Otherwise, he was really helpless. If he was killed by these knives, he would still be the invincible master of Tianfumen.

Wang Xiongba was not even nervous about Qingyu's ability to pass his knife method, because he had long expected that it would be strange not to avoid it with Qing Yu's speed and footwork, so he would not feel that it would be so strange that he would avoid it.

At the moment of closing the knife, his blade aimed at Qingyu's head again. Please confirm that this time, it was really aimed at his head. He was so angry that he wanted to cut Qingyu's head directly. At the moment of flying, only a soft smile was heard.

Wang Xiongba was slightly stunned.

Qing Yu's voice is like this. Only Wang Xiongba can hear it, but it is because of such a sentence that Wang Xiongba almost lost the confidence he should have. That sentence is like this.

"Wang Xiongba, you lost. I'm afraid you know your shortcomings and your Achilles' heel, and there is little physical strength left in your body."

Qing Yu's words were like thunder rolling all over the sky, splitting Wang Xiongba into the depths. Wang Xiongba almost has no room to return.

The body was suddenly shocked. Wang Xiongba looked at Qingyu in disbelief, but his heart was a little unstable, but his mouth said,

"Well, such a stinky boy also wants to see through me. Go to hell,"

"Have you been seen through by me? You know the best in your heart. You don't need to say anything more."

Qingyu's words were like a sharp sword, fiercely inserted into his heart. He felt pain, which was even more sad than death.

He suddenly understood Qingyu's intention, whether he wanted to separate his confidence and let himself lose without fighting.

What a cruel boy.

Wang Xiongba laughed,

"How can my generation of swordsman be afraid of you, a child? Let's wait for your life to live and talk to your rookie opponents."

Qingyu raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes flashed with light. It seemed to be deep darkness and bottomless clarity.

"Do you believe it or not? Anyway, I believe it. Do you think you cover it up well? Ha ha, the most clear thing in your heart is that you are a swordsman and you are bound by this title, so you can't let go. You can't release your strength completely.

"For so many years, you have had the level of Kensei for so many years. Calculate it yourself. Who have you fought with all your strength? So as the saying goes, there are too many peaceful days, and your body will gradually become rusty, and your people will slowly rust. At that time, you will defeat yourself without others to beat you.

A smile appeared at the corners of Qingyu's mouth,

How's it going? Do you still think what I said is wrong? Do you still think I'm just trying to get you into my scheme? Your heart is already shaking. You don't need to say anything more about this, do you?

"Qingyu, if you don't hit, if you don't, you will kneel down and kowtow, and I will around you..."

Before he finished speaking, Qingyu had interrupted him.