Heroic Soul: Drunken Qianqiu

"You bastards, your emperor is back!"

The giant raised his head to the sky and roared excitedly. With a thought, the horse ax in his hand deformed rapidly. Under the movement of the light, it slowly transformed into a Xuanhua giant axe.

Confidently looked back, his eyes looking directly at the fat evil spirit in the middle of the candlelight. Unexpectedly, the other party looked sluggish, lying on the ground half-dead, looking extremely weak.

Cheng Yong immediately became happy.

Killing you while you are sick is a matter of principle.

He immediately raised the Xuanhua ax, surged with power, and was ready to strike.

The light of the ax spread across the battlefield, slashing the ground and cracking the rocks.

The five-meter-long body looked so small under this light.

The fat evil spirit's expression froze, fear welled up in his heart, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out, but he was unable to save himself. He could only see the ray of light growing in front of his eyes.

boom--

The first blast of thunder was like a brilliant fireworks, and the evil spirit was blasted away, turning into a piece of dust and falling away.

The power of light is unquestionable.

The giant grinned and looked down at the little Karami around him, "Do you believe in the power of light..."

Before he could finish his words, the giant's body became illusory and transparent little by little, and auras of light danced all over the sky.

The moonlight shines through its body and shines on the black soil under its feet, and then becomes clearer and clearer until the giant disappears.

Seeing the sudden change, Cheng Yong, who was floating in mid-air, instantly became overwhelmed, and even had the obscene smile on his face.

Plop!

Losing his strength, Cheng Yong fell to the ground hard, and with two flicks of fat, he landed smoothly in an etheric shape.

Immediately afterwards, the aura on his body dropped sharply, and his realm faded little by little. He broke through in reverse, and did not stop until he reached the peak of his potential...

The air froze for a moment, and the surrounding evil spirits instantly became revelry and rushed toward Cheng Yong with weapons raised.

The two poles have reversed. To them, Cheng Yong is now a piece of meat that cannot move. Anyone can step forward and take a bite.

"No!" Li Bai shouted, his feet suddenly exerted force, and he flew towards Cheng Yong.

Swish, swish, swish!

Several black lights appeared, blocking all Li Bai's positions.

Chen Yi waved countless fluorescent lights with his hands, but they were blocked by a black miasma, unable to penetrate even a single bit.

Seeing the dark tide getting closer and closer to Cheng Yong, a sense of powerlessness grew in the hearts of the two of them.

It's only a few hundred meters long, but it's like a natural chasm.

Cheng Yong lay weakly on the ground, his body trembling violently, the top of his head seemed to explode, and heartbreaking pain filled his mind.

Sweat beads continued to fall and flow into his eyes. Everything in front of him gradually became blurred. There was a buzzing sound in his ears, as well as the weird howling of ghosts and wolves.

Cheng Yong's eyes dimmed.

Am I going to die?…

I haven't been able to become the savior yet...

Suddenly, a flying sword appeared in front of everyone in the sky.

On the flying sword, a young man clasped his left hand on his back and held the sword formula with his right hand. He looked calmly and looked at the scene below quietly.

His handsome black hair was dancing in the wind, and he looked like an outsider in a novel about cultivating immortals.

Of course, if you change the camouflage special training uniform into a robe, windbreaker or the like, it should be more stylish.

"Qinglian Sword Song..."

Only a whisper was heard, followed by a strong wind that filled the sky, and a huge green lotus shadow bloomed.

Nine flying swords circled behind him, and the sharp sword edges instantly enveloped the entire battlefield.

Cheng Yong weakly raised his eyelids, and when he saw the radiant figure, a smile from the heart appeared at the corner of his mouth.

When did Lao Qin become so capable of pretending?

However, he is really handsome...

Whoosh whoosh!

Nine flying swords came out together and turned into streams of light that shuttled through the spiritual tide, as if entering a deserted land.

Behead, cut off the waist, cut off the waist...

A child with a sword, it is more like a large Shura field than a battlefield, with shrill screams, painful wails, black smoke and miasma, broken limbs and arms...

Looking at the figure in the sky, Li Bai couldn't help but smile, took out the wine gourd and started drinking, his eyes full of relief.

He has never taught this move...

After a while.

Qin Ye condensed the secret with one hand, sheathed his sword and hid, looking down at all living beings like a god.

At this time, most of the evil spirits in the battlefield have been killed, and the remaining ones are just some little hot chicks in the latent spirit realm. They have no chance of becoming powerful. If they continue to kill them, it will be a waste of spiritual power.

Qin Ye spoke with a calm expression, and his cold voice echoed in every evil spirit's mind.

"Get out or die!"

The evil spirits below had long been scared out of their wits (except for those who had no courage). When they heard this sentence, they could no longer care about anything else and hurriedly rolled and crawled away.

In just a few tens of seconds, the overwhelming spirit tide dissipated, and the remaining evil spirits were either seriously injured or had their waists and legs broken, unable to walk at all.

Without exception, their eyes were full of fear, and despair enveloped their hearts.

Unexpectedly, Qin Ye didn't even look at it. He slowly jumped to the ground, lifted up Cheng Yong who was lying on the ground, and walked towards the yard step by step.

"Ahem, Lao Qin, you were so handsome just now." Cheng Yong said, weakly, and his face was whiter than a corpse that had been dead for three days.

"I think so," Qin Ye snorted and joked, unable to help but take a step longer.

"Haha, will it shine brightly if I give you some sunshine?"

Cheng Yong provoked, but he seemed to have forgotten his situation. The next second, his face twitched and he howled like a dead pig, "Oh, it hurts, it hurts, it's wrong, wrong..."

…

Deep alley, dark place.

An evil spirit with long hair covering his eyes smiled evilly and said, "Jie Jie Jie, three lost little guys, what should I say, brothers?"

Next to him, there was an evil spirit wearing armor with a ferocious scar on his face. Green light appeared in his eyes, he licked his lips and said in a ferocious voice, "I want that woman..."

"I want that little devil with a split head..."

on the street.

Chu Weiyu slowly retracted her sheath, and a dozen or so meters away, several figures in the early stages of candlelight exploded and turned into thick smoke.

"Wow! Captain Chu is so powerful. He killed them all with one strike." A young man named Fang Chengming boasted with stars in his eyes and a smile on his face.

"Yes, yes, with the captain taking us, I believe the next 15 days will pass easily," another boy with a middle head quickly agreed.

Chu Weiyu frowned lightly and said with some dissatisfaction, "This trial is to improve everyone's strength, not to test one person alone. I hope you can understand this."

"Hey hey hey, I got it. Leave the evil spirits we encounter next to us two!" Fang Chengming hugged Zhong Fen's head and said with confidence.

Suddenly, a black light rushed out.

"careful!"

Chu Weiyu shouted, transformed her spiritual power into shape, and pushed the two of them aside.

boom!

The black light flashed across, and a room was instantly cut in half vertically. At the break, black fire was burning.

Fang Chengming was lying on the ground, a drop of cold sweat sliding down his face, and he felt scared for a while.

"Jie Jie Jie, your response is pretty quick."

Four figures emitting black smoke appeared, and their realms were all in the middle of candlelight.

Fang Chengming couldn't help but swallowed, "Can you take back what I just said? It shouldn't have been more than three minutes..."

"It should have only been two minutes, so you can withdraw," Zhong Fentou explained weakly.

After hearing this, Fang Chengming breathed a sigh of relief, "Huh~ That's good, that's good..."

(ps: Brothers, I will probably update it once a day in the future. You can save it for dozens of days to see other good works.

The reason is that it was the first time I wrote a book. I admit that the writing was so bad that I couldn’t even stand it. It was so bad that it hurt the soles of my feet.

There are also elderly people with fast hands, brains and fingers. They are all busy with their own tasks, which is difficult to do. In addition, it is time to start school and they don’t have that much energy...

This book can be regarded as carrying my dream. One chapter a day, I will try my best to write it as accurately as possible. I will never be "scumbag, bastard, bad" or anything like that. I will try my best to perfect the world.

Finally, I apologize to everyone for standing on my head and kowtowing here...)