My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult

After Liu Qingshan finished speaking, he patted his palm forward.

"Boom!"

In the air, a cold palm print appeared, and it rushed out several dozen meters in an instant, and charged towards An Jing with an incomparably sharp whistling sound.

Before this palm print reached Anjing, a surging cyan energy appeared around his body, and countless cyan energy rushed frantically from all directions.

An Jing saw the dense azure energy around him, he didn't dare to be careless, the long sword in his hand slashed forward.

Clang clang clang!

It was only a breath of time, but An Jing swung out hundreds of swords, and all the cyan energy rushing around was blocked by him.

Suddenly, An Jing's back went cold, as if some danger was approaching.

"Break it for me!"

The long sword in An Jing's hand stabbed three feet to the left, and the tip of the long sword just hit the afterimage of Liu Qingshan, and then stabbed to the ground, and a thunder explosion suddenly erupted.

The surrounding bluestone slabs and wooden chairs were all tossed away, and the entire hall was shaken.

The two played against each other, as if two volcanoes collided fiercely. It was earth-shattering and shocking.

"This is the battle of the top players."

Everyone stared at the two figures, and sighed in their hearts.

"The fourth epee?"

Liu Qingshan took a few steps backwards, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

This move, he didn't try An Jing, but planned to kill him with a single blow, but An Jing saw it through.

Liu Qingshan's pupils closed slightly, he knew that to deal with this swordsman today, he must show some real strength.

In a flash of lightning, the two collided again.

The staggered figures were almost impossible to check. Except for Tian Liu and Zhao Qingmei, almost no one at the scene could see their figures clearly, even Mu Jinglun could not see clearly.

Liu Qingshan let out a low drink and waved his palm sharply in front of him, and the surging energy surged out instantly, as if a mountain fell ruthlessly.

Boom! Boom!

The terrifying voice shook, and the faces of some onlookers were pale, and their footsteps were even more retreating.

The big palm print of Qingshan! Split the ground!

An Jing only felt that a huge momentum locked him, and then the gust of wind poured in, making a hunting sound.

Nine-character sword art! Array word secret!

The long sword in his hand danced wildly, and in an instant, beams of sword light formed. These sword lights seemed to be involved, forming a sword array.

"Kick, Kick!"

The huge palm print that I saw was severely pressed, and the formation formed by the sword light burst apart in an instant.

In Liu Qingshan's eyes, killing intent was evident, and his inner strength surged towards his arm frantically.

"Boom!"

The sword formation could no longer withstand the terrifying pressure, and instantly burst, and the remaining energy rushed towards An Jing below.

"It's over..."

Su Ze frowned, feeling a bad premonition in her heart.

Is the peerless swordsman very powerful?

It is indeed very powerful, but who is Liu Qingshan?

That is the leader of the Cao Gang, the absolute hegemon of Jiangnan Road, a unique existence whose majesty has long been ingrained in everyone's heart.

The last time he made a move was seven years ago, and he didn't even make a move when he attacked and killed the chief rudder of the Angry Whale Gang.

And Tan Yun was also very nervous at the moment, as if her heart was in her throat.

Zhao Qingmei was surging with anger, and was ready to make a move.

"Buzz! Buzz!"

Right at this moment, An Jing's navy blue cloak suddenly released streaks of golden light, instantly blocking the extremely domineering palm print.

But even so, An Jing took a few steps back, a throbbing pain in his chest, and then a mouthful of sweetness poured out of his mouth.

"No, I can't fight with Liu Qingshan anymore..."

An Jing's throat surged, and he forcibly swallowed the blood.

Once he falls into defeat, the masters of the four major families in Jiangnan Road will probably swarm up, and it will be much more troublesome to leave at that time.

"Um!?"

Zhao Qingmei's hands condensed. She was all too familiar with this kind of coercion, but how could there be such coercion on this swordsman?

When Liu Qingshan saw that golden light, his heart was also shocked, and then his face became solemn.

Tian Liu just stood there blankly, without Liu Qingshan's order, as if he would never shoot.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

An Jing swung the long sword in his hand, and the sound of sword chant resounded throughout the world.

Then a sword was pointed towards Liu Qingshan.

"Hey!"

The icy aura enveloped the world, and it was the Guigu Longitudinal Sword Technique, a sword-killing style.

A sword kills!

Liu Qingshan felt that the world seemed to have slowed down, and only the tip of the sword was stabbed forward, making him unavoidable and could only face it.

"Ghost Valley?"

Liu Qingshan took a deep breath, clenched his fingers, and then punched him.

"boom!"

At the moment when the fist hit the tip of the sword, he frowned.

I saw that An Jing received the momentum, his footsteps were close to the ground and almost floated out, and he quickly retreated to the rear, while his right arm rolled up and carried Xue Chen's body on his shoulders.

"Want to go?"

Liu Qingshan's eyes froze, his five fingers stretched out, and his inner force instantly covered his fingers, like an indestructible rock.

The big palm print of Qingshan! Collapse!

"Hey!"

An Jing raised the long sword in his hand, and the mighty internal power poured in, and then the sword seemed to have spirituality, and it came out of his hand directly.

That sword just now wasn't the ultimate move, this one was.

Return to One Sword Art! Swordsmanship!

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"Wow!"

The sword light shot up to the sky, and everyone's heart seemed to be stagnant, as if it rushed to the top of their throats.

This is no longer like the sword light that only exists in the world, but like the sword of the immortal in rumors.

The entire Buddhist temple was flooded with sword light, and the sky seemed to have dimmed at this moment.

"Quick! Run!"

"Get out of here!"

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The patriarchs of the four major families in Jiangnan Road, including the other masters present, hurriedly retreated into the distance.

Zhao Qingmei also raised her brows.

"not good!"

When Fa Wu saw this scene, his heart trembled, and the internal force in his body revolved like a vast river.

"Hey!"

The sky is getting darker, the long sword is invisible again, the ancient twilight is silently closed, and the world is silent.

The streamer of that sword pierced directly through the void, pierced through the ground of the Buddhist temple, as if it has not stopped, and will never stop.

The air waves formed by the remaining sword light rushed towards both sides, and some people's faces were even paler without the slightest bit of blood. At this moment, a golden light rose up, blocking all the remaining energy.

Everyone saw that the one who raised the golden light turned out to be a handsome young monk, and his face was also very unsightly when he was shaken by the remaining energy.

"Tom!"

There was a hint of surprise in Liu Qingshan's eyes, and after a long while, the corner of his mouth twitched into a smile.

The sword light split and passed, and there was a trace of blood between his sleeves.

'tick' 'tick'

The hall was very quiet, only the sound of blood flowing.

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