Super Comic System

"Do you think you can go?" Wei Yu's cold voice came over, and he saw that the bloody skeleton wrapped them inside and out, without a trace of intersection.

"Damn it! It looks like we have to force our way!" Qiu Zhenhui gritted his teeth and said.

Clang!

As he said that, the Qingxiao sword appeared in his hand, the blade was unsheathed, and the sky blue sword god looked more like a dream under the sun.

"This is... the Qingxiao Sword that ranks third among the twelve famous swords!" Blood Demon Wei Yu looked at the Qingxiao Sword in Qiu Zhenhui's hand, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

"Damn it! I didn't expect him to know about Qing Xiaojian, and now he made a mistake." Qiu Zhenhui naturally saw the greed in Wei Yu's eyes, and he couldn't help cursing secretly, and gave Qing Xiaojian without thinking clearly about the situation. It came out, but never thought that the young man in front of him could recognize this sword.

"It just so happens that I lack a handy weapon, so your Qingxiao sword is mine!" Wei Yu stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, staring fixedly at the Qingxiao sword in Qiu Zhenhui's hand.

hum! hum! hum!

call out!

As soon as Wei Yu finished speaking, the Qingxiao Sword in Qiu Zhenhui's hand trembled violently, and then a clear sword sound came out.

"I'm sorry, my buddy doesn't recognize you, so... there's nothing I can do, fight if you want! Anyone who comes is welcome!" Qiu Zhenhui gently stroked the blade, and said with a smile, the thought of running away in his heart completely disappeared, Instead, there was a strong fighting spirit.

"Really? Then give it a try, Blood Skull, give it to me!"

Snapped!

After speaking, Wei Yu snapped his fingers.

Ga! Ga! Ga!

As soon as the words fell, the upper and lower jaws of those blood-colored skeletons kept moving, and they gradually walked towards Xiao Zimo and Qiu Zhenhui with a blood-colored sword in their hands.

Clang!

Ghost Cry appeared in Xiao Zimo's hand, and the blade was unsheathed.

"One knife flow..."

I saw him put the knife on his chest.

"Yun Chong!"

Whoosh!

Xiao Zimo's figure suddenly disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, he had already appeared behind some blood skulls.

Click!

Wow!

Those blood skeletons just turned around and slashed at Xiao Zimo with their knives, but when the big sword was about to touch him, all the blood skeletons stopped their movements, and immediately after, their heads, without exception, collided with their own. The body was separated, and then turned into a pool of blood, wriggling on the ground, exuding a nauseating smell.

"I didn't expect you to be quite strong." After Wei Yu saw Xiao Zimo kill his blood skull instantly, his face didn't change at all, on the contrary, there was a trace of ridicule.

"If you have any means, just use it! I'll follow suit." Xiao Zimo said calmly.

"Then you have to be careful, be careful of your feet..." Wei Yu said with an inexplicable smile on his face.

Snapped!

Suddenly, the blood-like thing that was wriggling around Xiao Zimo's feet suddenly turned into a hand, which grabbed his ankle and made him unable to move.

"There is fighting spirit on this blood!" Xiao Zimo has eaten the devil fruit of nature, so he can become elemental. It can be said that without fighting spirit, he can't catch him at all. However, the blood at the feet turns into blood. The fact that he could grab him with his hand proved that the bloody hand had fighting spirit.

"No... this is not fighting qi, this is more powerful than fighting qi, what the hell is this!" Xiao Zimo's expression changed involuntarily, because he found that the power on the bloody hand was stronger than fighting qi It caused a storm in his heart.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The surrounding blood kept coming together, turning into a blood skull again, but different from the previous one, this blood skull was almost several times the size of the previous blood skull, and it was a fistful of blood. Mo was lifted up and hung in the air, a pair of scarlet eyes staring at him, as if staring at an enemy.

"Xiao Zimo!"

Whoosh!

Qiu Zhenhui yelled, and was about to rush towards Xiao Zimo with the Qingxiao sword in his hand.

"Did I tell you to go over? You can go over, but...the Qingxiao sword in your hand stay." Qiu Zhenhui hadn't rushed out a few steps before Wei Yu's figure appeared in front of him.

I saw his eyes full of greed, looking at the Qingxiao sword in his hand and said slowly.

"If you want me to give you the Qingxiao sword, it's a dream!" Qiu Zhenhui snorted coldly, and stabbed Wei Yu in front of him.

puff!

However, just after Qingxiao sword stabbed him, it suddenly turned into a blood mist and dissipated in the air.

"Damn it! Where the hell are you! Don't be afraid!" Qiu Zhenhui looked around, and when he found that Wei Yu was not around, he couldn't help but growl.

"I want you to watch your friend die, how about it? Isn't this exciting enough!" Wei Yu's extremely cold voice sounded in Qiu Zhenhui's ears, his words were full of contempt, and he completely He didn't take Xiao Zimo and Qiu Zhenhui seriously at all, and played with them like toys from the beginning to the end.

"Damn..." Qiu Zhenhui gritted his teeth, cursed secretly, and ran towards Xiao Zimo again.

However, just after moving a few steps, Wei Yu's figure appeared in front of him.

"Go away!" Qiu Zhenhui slashed at Wei Yu with his sword.

Zheng!

However, this time Wei Yu did not disappear, but blocked Qiu Zhenhui's attack with one finger.

"What!"

boom!

Before Qiu Zhenhui could react, a huge force came from his stomach, causing his body to fly out and fall to the ground beside him.

"Didn't I say that? I want you to watch your friend die, and you just take care of it." Wei Yu stood beside Qiu Zhenhui and said indifferently.

"Impossible!" Qiu Zhenhui stood up slowly.

"Qingxiao Sword Art!"

Swish!

The sword body of Qingxiao Sword emitted a sky-blue sword energy.

"The first sound, the sound of the sword, the rivers and lakes and the road are far away to give the sword, the world of mortal swordsmanship does not turn back. There is no way to practice, and the sword language forgets feelings!"

Wisps of sky-blue sword energy hovered over the sword, Qiu Zhenhui saw the opportunity, and slashed at Wei Yu.

"In the name of all things, achieve the way of the sword, carry on the body of the sword, the love of all things, destroy evil!"

Whoosh!

The sky-blue sword energy condensed into a huge lightsaber, which merged with the Qingxiao sword in his hand, displaying terrifying strength.

"It's perfect! It's perfect! It's really perfect! This sword belongs to me, how beautiful!" Seeing the terrifying sword aura coming towards him, Wei Yu not only didn't feel afraid, but also Excited, a bloody hand condensed out of his left hand, and grabbed the sky-blue sword energy suddenly...