Chapter 95 When you take action, your eyebrows jump three times

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When fighting against Qingyi and Lianqiong, Qiu Haoyun, like others, also avoided the war situation, far away. A hundred feet around the city was surrounded by a large circle of cyan flames, and he stood at the edge.

At this time, when he heard Qingyi's words, he suddenly stagnated and his expression changed dramatically. After a long time, he came slowly as if he had lost his soul.

The death of Lianqiong seemed to have caused him great stimulation. He stood alone ten feet in front of Qingyi, silent, and his face seemed to cry and laugh, almost distorted.

Qingyi frowned and looked around. Finally, he looked at the other eight Yuan Yingjie swords of Lianqiu and said coldly, "You can go together."

Hearing the words, Qiu Haoyun suddenly looked up and his eyes became extremely bright. He said in a trembling voice, "We are nine together, and the lord still takes ten moves as an appointment?"

Qing Yi was silent for a moment and said coldly, "Yes."

At this time, the other eight people had walked behind Qiu Haoyun and heard Qingyi's reply, including Qiu Haoyun, their bodies were shocked and looked extremely excited.

Ten swordsmanship to deal with nine people, that is to say, at least one move can save your life?

They became excited and gradually came out of the shadow of the death of the dome.

The death of Lianqiong did shock them. At first, they thought that Qingyi was using them as a target and teaching the teenager to practice swordsmanship. They were both worried and aggrieved. Even if he is killed standing, he has the impulse not to be a human target.

As Yuanying Jianxiu, they have been living a free life in Wanyuan City. How can they think of the end of being a human target today?

Even after death, Yuanying was taken out, erased his mind, and given to others as a big tonic pill?

So, for their dignity and in order not to die from humiliation, they have made plans to blow up Yuanying. I'm afraid even Lord Qingyi can't bear the nine high-level swords to self-detonation Yuanying, right?

Of course, before self-detonation, they will threaten Yuanying with this. If they can't succeed, they will only break the boat and fight together!

But fortunately, Qingyi changed his mind, changed the rules, and gave them a hope of survival, and they would not take the self-explosion Yuanying from me to destroy...

Nine people took ten moves, and even the dome can reach the tenth move. Can't they even make one move?

As a Yuanying swordsman, there are many life-saving killers. They believe that as long as they go all out at the beginning of the war, they will definitely be able to beat Tsing Yi's move!

A strong desire to fight burst out from the depths of his heart, like a hot lava, surging all over the nine people.

Qing Yi nodded gently, which looks like...

He didn't know that as soon as the decision came out, it swept everyone like a storm.

Within ten moves, kill nine Yuanying swords, or use swordsmanship?

They couldn't believe their ears. Their mouths were wide open and their eyes almost fell out.

However, since Tsing Yi said so, they had to accept this somewhat ridiculous decision. Even if he was Lord Tsing Yi and a swordsman at the peak of the Huashen level, they also thought this decision was really ridiculous.

Of course, they still stared at the blue clothes without blinking, and their expression was extremely focused. It's like watching an unfinished thing that will be staged. Success is a miracle, and failure is also a commendable feat...

"You should be optimistic. In the face of the attack of a group of enemies, you may not be defeated alone. It doesn't necessarily require a lot of tricks. In such a situation, you may be able to win the battle with just one move.

Before the battle, Qingyi sent a voice to Zhang Yan again, and his voice was as cold as his eternal face. After saying that, he stepped forward slowly, raised his right hand flatly, and made a strange start, like holding a lantern.

The blind man raised a lantern in the night to prevent others from bumping into him, while Qingyi raised his sword to kill people.

Kill nine people in one move!

Zhang Yan's eyes are indifferent, but more confused. He can't understand whether the strong confidence in Qingyi comes from his absolute strength, or whether he really has extremely horrible swordsmanship enough for him to sweep the enemy in one shot. But none of this matters. All he needs to do is to see, think and understand.

In fact, he was stunned by the abnormal guidance of Qingyi today, which reminded him of the preaching and teaching between teachers and apprentices.

In the slightly weary spring breeze, there are streams, willows, bamboo houses, incense burners in the bamboo houses, and the chanting masters walking back and forth, and attentive students listening carefully. How leisurely and pleasant such a scene is.

But the relationship between Zhang Yan and Tsing Yi is far from this naturally known tacit understanding. If it hadn't been for the map support of Senluo Sword Prison, I'm afraid the relationship between the two would have been shallower than now.

So he was moved by the careful professor of Tsing Yi from the initial appretion. After warming my heart, a sense of closeness arises spontaneously.

I have to sigh that this old man who has lived for thousands of years has a loving heart!

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Qiu Haoyun's nine people stood in a semi-fan shape with swords, with a solemn expression on his expression, and his fighting spirit poured out into a fierce breath.

Nine people took action almost at the same time, and one shot was the most powerful and lethal move.

In the face of Tsing Yi, take a step slowly, and you may have to attack Tsing Yi with two moves. Therefore, no one wants to slow down, and no one dares to save a little strength.

The air was submerged by the sword spirit of nine different but extremely murderous, and the rolling airflow roared like a muffled thunder.

The strongest move of the nine Yuanying swords was indeed horrible. The dark clouds were torn into a little powder, revealing the color of the sky as blue as the sea. The sound of the flowing airflow was like the rusty iron polished on the stone, and the sound swept the blue sky with a roar in the hoarseness.

The whole world seems to have set off an extremely violent hurricane, and the roaring sound is no less than ghost crying and howling.

Everyone's face changed dramatically. The people in the circle of Qingyan were on the edge of a hundred feet. They had to retreat only madly urge Zhenyuan to defend. When the people outside the green flame circle saw this scene, they were so scared that they took a few steps back. They immediately realized that the green flame circle was standing in front of the terrible airflow gathered by the sword spirit, and these green flames were transformed by the Qingyi god-level sword, which may be resisted for a while, so their faces slowed and their hearts looked at standing alone in the storm with lingering fear. The blue clothes.

In their eyes, the blue clothes at this time are like a lonely boat floating in the waves, in danger of being ruthlessly overturned at any time. But they also clearly understand that Lord Tsing Yi will never be defeated, no matter how big the storm is!

Zhang Yan urged the realistic yuan and turned into a shining curtain to surround himself and others in it. Even so, the raging sword spirit swept around still made the curtain tremble, making an unpleasant creak.

But fortunately, the light curtain was not broken in an instant and could always support it for a period of time. Zhang Yan understood this. Since he knew that Qingyi was going to kill nine people in one move, he no longer worried about the possibility that the light curtain would be broken, but turned his eyes to Qingyi.

He was afraid of missing the plagiarism scene of Qingyi's move to destroy the enemy, so he exerted his magic knowledge to the extreme early, covering the whole battle situation almost unreservedly, and closely observed Qingyi to see what kind of swordsmanship he would use to kill the enemy in one move.

After the completion of the advanced golden elixir, the number of Xinghe Zichen reached as many as 18, and his magic power was even stronger. At this time, he could even see the winding blue veins on his sword arm slowly bulging up...

At this time, the strongest attack fired by Qiu Haoyun's nine people had approached a foot in front of Qingyi. Nine people, nine swords, and swords were brilliant.

Zhang Yan was staring at this place. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help but jump wildly. He squeezed his lips tightly and suppressed the panic in his heart. Then he looked at Qingyi and wanted to see how Qingyi killed nine people under such an offensive, but he was stunned to find that Qingyi's eyebrows jumped three times imperceptiblely.

The eyebrows jumped three times?

Zhang Yan laughed at himself and found helplessly that his observation seemed to be a little too subtle...

But at this time, there was no time to laugh at himself. His eyes and mind were completely taken away by Qingyi's next action.

The eyebrows jumped three times, and Qingyi suddenly took action!

PS: Is there any enthusiastic book friend to comment on this chapter? I don't know if they like this style?