After fast wearing, the sickly villain is blackened again

Chapter 293 Is God in Love Too (20)

He won't do it casually unless she will die.

Qingjiu looked at the sword in front of him, and said in a flat voice, "Although I am not as good as you in sword cultivation, I still learned the ten thousand swords my father taught me."

"Qing Ling, you said that if the two of them were resurrected and saw such a scene, would they kill us with their own hands?"

Her voice was not loud, but Qing Ling could hear her clearly.

The sword in Qingling's hand was ready to go. Although Qingjiu was blocking the huge sword in front of him, he could still feel the powerful aura, but it was not as strong as when she was forming a formation.

Qing Jiu's feeling was so impressive, and Qing Ling, whose strength was not as strong as Qing Jiu's, felt even deeper.

The arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

The two of them are gathering their momentum, Qingjiu actually didn't want to do such a trick tonight, she just wanted to ask if Zi Sangling was with him.

The sky and the earth were in turmoil, and dark clouds gathered above the two of them.

"Go to hell, my good sister!!"

Qingling's bright red eyes indicated his madness, ninety-nine and 81 sword shadows rushed towards Qingjiu like crazy, but the sword in front of her was like a rock, and did not shake a bit under his offensive.

Ten swords!Twenty swords!Thirty swords!

The storm is coming, and the sky occasionally flashes with lightning!

Fifty swords!Her hands trembled slightly.

The bean-sized raindrops were like icy cold water, dripping on her body drop by drop, but Jianying was not affected at all.

Seventy swords!She frowned, as if she couldn't hold on.

Not far away, Qing Fei couldn't help but clenched her fists tightly, the spiritual power on her body was violent, and there was a vague aura of destroying the world, which was an aura that Qing Jiu could never match.

In the last eleven swords, each sword combined the power of the previous seventy swords, and the real killing intent was hidden in them.

The spiritual power in Qingling's body was like a waterfall, flowing continuously, no one could stop him from killing Qingjiu now, he just wanted her to die, let this person who had stood on top of him for so long die.

"Qing Ling, there is no difference between the top of the sword and the pole of the sword. They are born together. One represents the strongest attack, and the other represents the strongest defense."

"But what will happen if you use the top of the sword to attack the pole of the sword?"

"Daddy once said that the most important thing in sword practice is the heart of the sword, the intent of the sword, and the sword. Your sword wants to kill me, your sword intent is the intent to kill me, and your sword heart is also the heart to kill me. The sword pole can indeed exert the most powerful power."

"But I didn't mean to kill you."

"My Wanjian Guiyi can still resist you, do you know why?"

Qing Jiu raised his eyes to look at the fiery red sword, and Qing Ling's momentum seemed to be a little weaker in front of him, "Because Daddy also said that swords should not be given to relatives, so I chose Wan Jian Gui Yi."

Qingling didn't seem to hear it, but Qingjiu felt it didn't matter.

Although she has memories of a part of this world, she still feels that she is still Qing Jiu, the physician who died unexpectedly, and the host of the contract system.

She has no sword heart, let alone sword intent, she only has a pure sword.

But that's enough.

She is the most powerful person on this continent. To her, even if Qingling has memories, she is still a stranger with memories.

He said ruthlessly, so why isn't she a ruthless person?
Although she has gone through so many worlds, she is still indifferent in her bones.

"I took your seventy swords, so please take my last sword."

(End of this chapter)