Peerless God of War

In a short time, the storm sword is ubiquitous, covering the entire ring.

Each sword meaning seemed to be able to cut the space and sweeping it to Cao Bing, so that he had nowhere to hide.

Such a scene also made the surrounding viewers exclaimed.

"His ~ so terrible sword meaning, terrible, actually covered the entire ring at once."

"So strong mana, so powerful sword, this Qin Wuzhou is worthy of the name of genius, no wonder it is so confident."

"This is natural. As a genius cultivated by the younger generation of the Qin family, there is a means of naturally, but it is not known whether this trick can be effective."

"Although the scope of this trick is large, the power has also weakened a lot, and Cao Bing may not lose."

"Wait and see."

Speaking of the time, the wind and sword swept away from Cao Bing.

Slap, a phantom avatar was swept away by the wind and sword, and immediately collapsed and slowly dissipated.

When Qin Wuzhou saw it, he was full of confidence. "It seems that your trick has been broken by me and it is useless. What else do you have?"

Hearing the words, Cao Bing's face was extremely gloomy. After thinking about it, he immediately responded.

"receive."

Suddenly, the remaining seven parties were recovered, and it was again integrated.

When he drank, his breath rose was a little stronger than before. One arrow broke the wind and rushed to Qin Wuzhou to follow, and a sword beheaded.

Qin Wuzhou's face was cold, and he didn't dare to greeze at all.

Just for a moment, the two went to hundreds of swords. Mars flew above the ring.

The two competitions are pure swordsmanship, as well as their own mana, without a little fancy, only you have a sword and one trick.

Bang.

There was another burst of burst, and the air wave spread out, pushing Cao Bing away, and slowly landed.

I saw that he was covered with sword marks and wounds of different sizes. Although it was not fatal, it was bloody and looked extremely embarrassed.

Especially on the arm, the sword marks are deeply visible, which is shocking.

In contrast, Qin Wuzhou also had injuries, but it was obviously much less.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xiao frowned and said, "Sure enough, when he was fighting on the front, Cao Bing, who was scattered, was not as good as Qin Wuzhou, and he lost money."

Qin Daoyuan smiled proudly and said, "Hey, this is nature. I have said that as a child of a cultivation family, the foundation must be stronger than the diverse cultivation. This is an indisputable fact."

Guli gently headed his head, saying: "If Cao Bing fights so hard, it will be defeated without cost."

"I think he will change the offensive." Chen Xiaoya said lightly.

Both Qin Daoyuan and Gu Li looked at each other.

"Well, it is very likely."

"Look at it."

On the ring, Cao Bing was breathing, his eyes were blood red, and his eyes were bloody, forcibly suppressing the injuries on his body, and the wound scabbing did not continue to bleed, which was a little better.

"Damn, it is indeed the children of the family. The swordsmanship is solid, without flaws, and the magic power is pure and strong. It is better than me. If it is blindly touched, it will be defeated and you have to think about other methods."

Cao Bing's heart.

Opposite, Qin Wuzhou grinned, and his eyes were full of war. He said, "Cao Bing, you are very good. I am very happy. I will take my best to defeat you, you are careful."

After saying this, he made a decisive shot.

"Black Walk."

A stretch of wind on the ring, the floor was stepped on a footprint by him, and he rushed to Cao Bing as soon as he flashed.

Cao Bing's eyes shrank, "So fast."

He raised his sword subconsciously to block.

Bang.

Cao Bing was beaten out of ten feet, and before landing, Qin Wuzhou came to the shape and killed again.

Qin Wuzhou smiled coldly, "It's over."

"Not yet."

"Phantom tactics, divide." Cao Bing roared, almost growing, and people were in mid -air, and the phantom sword tactics were displayed again.

For a moment, Cao Bing turned into nine, and the nine phantoms were available.

A blow from Qin Wuzhou's nirvana suddenly fell, and it was not cut.

boom.

This sword fell on the ring, cut out a long crack, and spread quickly, like a cricket, very terrifying.

Seeing several arranges around the ring, he couldn't help shaking his heart, and his sweat was sweating.

"Fast, reinforced the ring, it cannot be damaged."

"Reinforce the ring, use some force."

"yes."

Several mages quickly used the strength of breastfeeding, and they had to protect the ring of the platform. Otherwise, they would lose their face.

On the ring, Qin Wuzhou slowly accepted the sword, and the right hand of the sword was painful for a while. He was anti -shock. He held his right hand tightly and loosened. After repeated several times, he was slightly better.

He swept his eyes cold and looked at Cao Bing's phantom, sneered: "Why, this trick is not useful."

"Is it useful, I will know it after trying it." Cao Bing replied.

Even the sound was spoken from the nine parts of the mouth at the same time, and the flaws could not be seen.

"kill."

Cao Bing snorted, Jiu Dao was in Qi, and launched a serial attack on Qin Wuzhou.

Qin Wuzhou was motionless, and a whirlwind armor appeared on the body, using sword -like armor as a defense.

He gritted his teeth and waved his sword.

Bang.

The outbreak of his sword broke out of the storm and sword, killing everything, and the captured Cao Bing's avatar, suddenly twisted and fractured, and broke when he boarded it.

The first avatar.

Then, the second clone, the third...

Qin Wuzhou did not move, but kept turning in circles, facing the siege of Cao Bing, and used eight swords in a row to defeat the eight clones.

Finally, only the last one was left.

That could only be the real body.

Qin Wuzhou made a move, "It's over."

He flew forward and slashed with a sword.

With one sword, the wind and clouds changed, the wind rose, and the swords killed.

Cao Bing's face changed, and he felt the terrible killing intent and pressure, but he did not retreat at all. He put all his strength and slashed with a sword at all costs.

Suddenly, a sword shadow of a hundred feet appeared and hit it.

Bang.

The sword shadow shattered, turned into a sky full of light spots and dissipated. The strong wind swept past, directly knocking Cao Bing out, and he fell heavily off the ring, smashing a hole in the ground, spitting blood, extremely embarrassed.

After doing all this, Qin Wuzhou put away the sword, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and looked down at Cao Bing below.

"You lost."

Below the ring, Cao Bing had a difficult look on his face, his face was covered in blood, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

Finally, he sighed and said, "I lost, thank you for your mercy."

He knew that Qin Wuzhou had indeed held back just now. At the critical moment, when the sword was about to hit him, he withdrew nearly half of the sword's force.

Otherwise, this sword would have seriously injured him, not just being knocked out of the ring.

Qin Wuzhou smiled, with a proud face.

Cao Bing looked gloomy, dragging his injured body, slowly stood up and left, leaving only a helpless back.