The Lord who use immortals as food

The figure of the young man really disappeared on the lake, and the scattered flying feathers melted into the wind, as if they were born from the wind in the first place.

In everyone's eyes, the bright white feathers suddenly appeared and disappeared, and the battle situation on the lake suddenly became clear.

Where the true biography of Qingwei was settled, "Beiheng" Wu Zhao and the three Qisheng dispersed as quickly as possible, but Xie Yunxing and the other two helmsmen did not have such luck. There was only a flower in front of them, and they seemed to hold on instinctively There was a "ding" sound, but the next moment his throat split almost simultaneously.

It doesn't require incredible sword skills, nor does it require slippery body skills. The moment this Taoist robe came here, it was clear to everyone that he came from another world.

Everyone missed their last opponent with heart-stopping heart and lungs, but Yan Feiqing did not chase after him in the next step, but turned his head and looked back.

Above the night sky, Qiu Tianyu was flying towards him with a halberd, but the young man was nowhere to be seen.

Under the suppression of [Law of the Same World], he would indeed be affected by such an Intention Sword. The profound energy could only be spread three feet around him, and he could not force the young man out of his position.

But there is another enemy on the lake right in front of you.

Breaking through the wind and rain, a man with a majestic figure came roaring in dragging a big halberd, as if the weapon was as heavy as a thousand quarrels.

"Euphorbor"·[Pojun]

At this moment, Qiu Tianyu no longer cared about the disappearing young man, as if he was sure that he would not cause harm to him. The skirt of his clothes was like a flag. When he was still eight feet away, he twisted his waist and waved his arms, and the big halberd cut a semicircle heavily.

Needless to say, even if there is a row of cavalry in front of us, they can't stop such a halberd!

Yan Feiqing looked at this figure standing quietly with his sword raised, and two colors, one bright and one dark, slowly appeared in his eyes.

Like the sun and the moon.

Qingwei cultivates alchemy swords internally and spiritual methods externally, and it forms its own system. The various methods are not as distinct as those in the world, but are almost integrated into one. For example, the thunderbolt shot in the past few rounds is a combination of spiritual skills and swords. That was Lingxuan's envoy, but Yan Feiqing did not follow the system of a warlock.

Sword, true energy, spiritual essence, and mind. The image of Taoist disciples in the world always has many means. Qingwei is especially righteous in this way. All means are tied to one main trunk - his own body. .

The five internal organs are like the five elements, and the eyes are like the sun and the moon, which is the "little world".

Light is for attack, darkness is for defense. But before those eyes could turn dark, Qiu Tianyu was within seven feet in the blink of an eye!

At this moment, when all Qiu Tianyu's attention was focused on Yan Feiqing, Bai Yu emerged from the wind again.

In an instant, it was on Qiu Tianyu's neck. The bright sword blade was like dyed red jade, and Zhenxuan was cut open like soft rot. After the long sword, the young man's fairy-like body condensed from the feathers.

Three feet of profound energy was swept by him in an instant. It was a sword as fast as lightning, and the man's head seemed to be separated from his body in the next moment.

But he finally reacted to Sanzhang's warning.

The thick and solid Zhenxuan condensed on the side of his neck, and Pei Ye's sword suddenly stopped, as if it was sinking into mud.

He has indeed tried his best. He has never reached this place. Now, with a pair of wings, he can force the sword blade to the neck of this man, which is already a miracle.

Pei liquid was exhausted, but he didn't move, his face was only tense and serious, because at the same time, a vague Tai Chi diagram appeared under his feet.

Even if there are ten thousand people here who can't see through the fairy sword with jade feathers flying everywhere, at least in one person's eyes, it has never confused him.

Before Pei Ye emerged from the wind, [Infinite Self] was already waiting at his feet.

In an instant, the yin and yang reversed, and we moved away. The miracle of the previous moment came here again - the sword attached to the side of Qiu Tianyu's neck was Yan Feiqing's sword in an instant.

White and clean hands, pure and ruthless eyes and bright pupils.

"The light and darkness of heaven and earth are guided by swords" is exactly what "The Incarnation of Creation: Sword Chapter" is all about. It was never a defense of darkness. What he prepared from the beginning was an attack of light.

This time, Yan Feiqing was the one responsible for cutting the throat.

Pei Ye understood his intention and helped him get there.

Only half a foot away, Yan Feiqing's long sword was as bright as a mirror. All traces of rain evaporated in an instant. The body's Zhenxuan suddenly cracked a gap that went straight to the skin, and the hot blood was pulsating underneath.

Yan Feiqing cut with all his strength. At this moment, he would cut through whatever was in front of him with one sword. However, what was waiting for the blade was the sound of "clang" hitting the iron.

There was no flying blood, no broken muscles and bones. Qiu Tianyu's reaction was incredibly fast, and what was even more incredible was his control of power.

[Pojun] Such a halberd that no one seems to be able to stop.

The veins on the thick arms were like snakes. As the muscles twisted, the heavy halberd was suddenly stopped. The dark halberd shaft was like a dragon emerging from the water, blocking Yan Feiqing's terrifying attack sword.

Not moving at all.

For a moment, the entire battle was quiet, and a cold terror suddenly spread across the lake.

In fact, countless people on the south bank did not understand it. They only saw Yan Feiqing attacking and Qiu Tianyu defending, completing a wonderful battle. Only Changsun Jue heard his close friend next to him muttering hoarsely: "...impossible."

She turned her head and saw that Cui Zhaoye's face was pale, his lips were pursed and he was looking straight at the lake, his expression almost showing fear.

". Teruya?"

No response.

Of course it's impossible.

It was impossible to have such calmness and such power, because the [Law of the Same World] suppressed his profound energy in a radius of forty feet. He tried his best to escape from this sword with serious injuries at most!

Qiu Tianyu turned his head with cold eyes, and the vast and majestic mysterious energy surged from within fifty feet, as if the monarch returned to his throne. He raised his hand to hold Yan Feiqing's sword and slashed it with a halberd. Yan Feiqing's eyes suddenly turned from bright to dark, and he loosened his sword and made a gesture. The four-layer Tai Chi diagram instantly appeared in front of him, and then suddenly shattered. Blood splashed in the air, and the Taoist priest in green robe fell into the lake like a broken sack.

Qiu Tianyu threw the sword with his hand, and Yan Feiqing still had the strength to raise his hand to block it, but it was useless and was pierced through the body in the air.

The next moment, the halberd turned, and Qiu Tianyu was about to crash into the bloody lake, but a white feather was born in front of him in time, condensing into a body with wings on the back of the young man, and the white sword blade cut his throat with rain.

However, before this feathered body was complete, the cold and heavy halberd blade had pierced his chest. The chest was broken and the white feathers were stained with blood. It was rare to be seriously injured by this kind of weapon. A complete heavy blow could save a life.

On the thorn of the long halberd, the body of the feather fairy turned into withered feathers, flying ten feet away. Before withering, it condensed into a figure of a young man with his arms hanging down and holding a sword, soaked in cold rain. Weak, lonely and cold.

[Law Guard Order]

The mysterious energy of this [Taiping Partridge] was recorded as [Law Guard].

So those behind the scenes were not worried about the beheading. In addition to the Taiping Cao Gang itself being a behemoth, the three words Qiu Tianyu themselves were an insurmountable mountain.

Qiu Tianyu didn't want to expose it unless the situation was really necessary.

And since the bottom card has been revealed, try to exchange enough chips.

Qiu Tianyu looked at the young man in front of him indifferently. From the moment he appeared, he gave up Yan Feiqing and locked him completely. The gradually strong killing intent was so heavy that it was frightening.

The speed exploded in an instant, more than twice as fast as before. The halberd made a sharp whistle in the air, and Qiu Tianyu came straight at him!

In front of this halberd, even the wind would be torn to pieces. There was no place to hide on the lake. Death was so imminent. Pei Ye turned his head and twisted his body. Amid the exclamations of countless people, he plunged into the blazing fire of the Fu ship!

The next moment, the roaring flames on the bow blocked Qiu Tianyu, like a beast with bared fangs and claws. However, Qiu Tianyu raised his arm and smashed the flames with a punch with violent Xuanqi. Then he rushed into the sea of ​​fire without stopping. The young man's wits could not even buy himself a breath of time.

As soon as Qiu Tianyu stepped onto the boat, the flames licked him violently.

On the beams, walls, and floors, there was a sea of ​​fire everywhere, and the hot air burned everything.

The accumulated flames were indeed more terrifying than imagined. I am afraid that the eight-life cultivators could not stay here for more than a moment.

But of course Qiu Tianyu has already passed that distant realm, and now he is fully holding his own power.

Surrounded by the mysterious energy to isolate the temperature, Qiu Tianyu lowered his cold eyes, and the staggering figure of the young man was already pointed out in the mysterious vision. He stepped lightly, and the whole floor collapsed suddenly. Along with the flames and broken wood, Qiu Tianyu fell directly into the next layer.

This is almost the deepest part of this blessed ship. The layers of blazing flames should have been his safe shelter, but now they are easily torn apart like thin paper. At the end of the room, Pei Ye leaned against a burning wooden beam. His right arm was indeed unable to move. He supported his left arm on the ground with a sword, panting and looking up at the man chasing him.

The young eyes were tired and bright.

Qiu Tianyu held the halberd again and looked at the young man in front of him. He really knew him better than anyone outside. Of course, some viewers wondered why he gave up Yan Feiqing and chased this young man, but in fact, even if there were ten Yan Feiqings, he would not change his choice.

"Young Master said that your life and body are more valuable than the Taiping Cao Gang." Qiu Tianyu whispered indifferently.

He walked slowly towards Pei Ye.

In fact, the temperament of this warrior is not what people often call heroic, but actually the roughness and iron blood tempered by the days of being used to dying on the battlefield, an attitude that nothing matters except life and death. Pei Ye can see that he doesn't care much about the lives of those leaders and hall masters. Now he can hear that he doesn't care much about the Taiping Cao Gang, and even in this Shenjing, there must be few things he cares about.

Pei Ye was tired and hoarse: "Don't you want to capture him alive?"

Qiu Tianyu smiled softly, then indifferently concealed his expression, and the vast mysterious energy suddenly swept away the flames in the whole room: "I heard that you killed a Yeque in Shaolong, why don't you let me see your heart sword."

Pei Ye didn't speak.

He really looked like he was at the end of his rope.

This is not the battlefield formed by Xiting and Zhaotu. The distance between this master of the body and him is only four feet. A heart sword will not be faster than the opponent's halberd blade.

Qiu Tianyu walked over step by step, and he seemed depressed and cold in the blazing fire.

On the south bank, the fierce fight finally alarmed the city guards. On the distant street, the scale-armored Jinwu guards were rushing over.

In the more distant South Yamen, it was not as prosperous and lively as the West Pond. In the solemn Yamen late at night, there were only some lonely lights still on.

A noble carriage drove into the imperial city.

It stopped in an unknown deep place, without candlelight, and it seemed that there was no guard.

"Young Master, we're here." The driver whispered.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a woman in a thick cloak walked down quietly. She was rarely followed by a lady. She carried a small ancient and exquisite lamp and walked into the darkness, and then her figure disappeared downwards, as if she had walked into the underworld.

It was completely dark, without a single light or candle. Xu Chuo walked down step by step. Countless complicated array patterns flashed in the light from the small lamp, and as she went down the stairs, an indescribable pressure began to permeate the air.

The awe was cold and solemn, as if it could see through people's hearts. If ordinary people were tainted by a little bit of it, they would probably collapse to their knees.

But Xu Chuo just pursed her lips slightly and walked forward, lowering her head and looking at the steps carefully. After passing through countless gates and walking for a long time, she finally stopped and stood quietly in the vast darkness.

After a while, Xu Chuo gently raised the lamp: "Hello."

No one answered. It was unknown how deep it was here, and the silence was terrifying.

But Xu Chuo stood quietly until something slowly lit up in the darkness in front of her. The bright yellow light illuminated the ground. There were two nearly circular shapes, which were about ten feet long, like night-shining pearls magnified countless times.

It was just so deep and terrifying, outlining layers of textures.

It was a pair of tiger eyes as big as a carriage.

Qiu Tianyu stepped on the burning floor step by step. The threat of Xuanmen's body was enough to make the seriously injured boy breathless, and death was imminent.

But the boy still tried to sigh lightly and said, "That's right, it's not necessary yet."

A tiger roar that sounded from the entire Shenjing City rushed into the sky.

The law guard order on Qiu Tianyu's waist suddenly broke, his eyes widened, and he vomited blood.

At this moment, he was eager to fight hard with his halberd, but he saw the boy in front of him looking at him quietly, slowly put his fingers together and stood in front of him, and said softly:

"The Venerable Position of Canxing·Xuanhuo Lingzi."

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