Deity of the Emperor

Qiu Yun lifted the knife and immediately cut it out. Above the blade, a blood awn was condensed. The blood awn was empty and cut directly.

Jianmang and Daomang instantly converged, spreading in a hundred feet, as if tearing the sky.

The two figures turned into two afterimages in an instant and were directly killed.

The wave of terror swept out in an instant. The two bodies, the ordinary sage, could not be seen at all. I saw two rainbow lights, which were constantly converging, erupting, and surging out.

Only the top saints and the emperors could see the battle.

"cut!"

And instantly, in the void, a cry fell.

moment.

The sword qi is smooth, covering the sky.

A sword fell, a body, at this moment, was cut into two, turned into corpses, and completely burst apart.

Xu Xu, Yang Qingyun holding a sword, with a little blood on the shirt.

The body of Qiu Yun turned into a corpse and fell down.

At this moment, everyone is truly shocked.

The sage who can kill the six-turn realm can also be said to be powerful and talented, but if the five-turn realm kills the seven-turn realm, it will be terrible.

Many of the arrogance of the Holy Land and the strong men present in the heart felt the horror of Yang Qingyun.

At this time, Luo Zhen and Xue Han were somber.

On the side of Xue Han, a young man came forward and sighed, "Young Master, let me go!"

"Do not impulse."

Xue Han now stopped: "Qiu Yun's strength is comparable to yours. Even if weak, it will not be weak. Yang Qingyun can kill Qiu Yun. Even if he can't kill you, he can hit you hard."

The young man's expression was cold and unshakable.

At this moment, Xue Han's expression is also with thought.

Who is Qin Chen?

The strongest three people in the next three days.

Although it is only a holy emperor today, how can one speculate with ordinary people's thinking?

Now it seems that Qin Chen let Yang Qingyun play. It is clear to think about it, and he is especially confident in Yang Qingyun.

Yang Qingyun fell and looked again at the direction of the Blood Sect and the Shura Temple.

"Next, who else?"

Yang Qingyun said lightly: "I said, it's nothing but waste. Now it seems that what I said seems to be right."

Everyone present understood that Yang Qingyun's remarks were nothing but the most obvious aggression.

However, can the Shura Temple and the Blood Sect ignore such an obvious radical?

Obviously impossible.

"This young master will meet you!"

At this moment, Xue Han got up, his cloak fell, his posture proud, and stepped out step by step, already came to Yang Qingyun.

Behind him, the blood emperor's Holy Emperor strong blood is free, but at the moment it is quiet, paying careful attention to the surroundings.

Those who died in front of them, although it was a loss to the Blood Sect, could bear it.

However, Xue Han cannot die.

Xue Han is a young patriarch, and his status is lofty. His arrival is also to protect Xue Han.

Such a thought in my heart, blood since this moment, also implied that a few people were on his side, be careful.

At the moment, Yang Qingyun looked at Xue Han and said lightly: "It's just an early shot, why should you let yourself be killed?"

"Humph!"

Xue Han snorted coldly, clenched his fists, and the blood on his body condensed out.

A **** armor came out at this moment.

The wave of terror erupted at this moment.

Xue Han's body instantly turned into a blood shadow and was killed directly.

Yang Qingyun raised his sword at the moment.

Boom... Just the next moment, a low bang sounded at this moment.

The long sword swayed out, but Xuehan's blood fist had been directly bombarded.

Yang Qingyun's body turned backwards, his blood tumbling.

This blood Han, compared to Qiu Yun, is more than several times more powerful.

"I thought it was so powerful, it seems that this is the case."

As soon as this remark came out, Yang Qingyun smiled, not much, only to raise his sword.

"Laugh now, don't cry later."

Xue Han erupted again, at a fast speed, and it was astonishing.

Between the two punches, there is blood, condensed into a sword, condensed into a knife, directly tens of thousands of ways, cut to Yang Qingyun.

The Dragon Sword is in hand, the sound of the sword is buzzing, and the sword is flowing. At this moment, Yang Qingyun feels very unique, as if it may explode at any time, and it may seem to be completely down at any time.

However, when tens of thousands of blood swords and blood knives came out, Yang Qingyun suddenly showed his sword.

When the Dragon Sword shot, Yang Qingyun's head converged on the starry sky and turned into a star sea. From that star sea, it suddenly turned into a force of ten million stars and flowed into Yang Qingyun's body.

"Star Warrior."

At this moment, the look of blood changed freely, the body suddenly stood up, and with a big wave of his hand, he grabbed directly at Xuehan.

Star Warrior, the upper limit of strength, no one can elaborate.

He couldn't let Xue Han take the risk.

"Free blood, what are you doing!"

It was only at this moment that Li Xuandao waved his fingers together, a sword gas condensed, and immediately cut out, and he would get blood in his hands and collapse.

"Did Blood Han admit defeat?

You shot?

Want bad rules? "

Blood Ziru heard, but his face changed a few times.

At the moment, Yang Qingyun is already holding the power of Dao Dao stars, killing Xue Han.

The Star Warrior, the Star Gate opens, is accompanied by a lifetime.

Communicating with the heavens, the stars, the power of the stars, the powerful opportunity, the martial arts of the stars, the magical soldiers of the stars, etc., all exist.

Therefore, Star Warriors are extremely rare.

But there was a character who was absolutely extremely talented.

Such characters are also called the darlings of the world.

Yang Qingyun is a star martial warrior. If he has the star martial arts skills, with the help of the star power, if he explodes with all his strength, the blood Han... really may not be able to resist! Blood has been worried since then.

However, Xue Han saw this scene, but did not want to admit defeat.

Confess?

Why should you admit defeat?

At the moment, Xue Han looked cold and snorted, his blood surface became stronger, and the terror fluctuated.

"dead!"

Drink it in one word, concentrating murderously, radiating light, and releasing it completely.

The wave of terror erupted.

In an instant, a breath of palpitation was released.

Blood light condenses into a blood-colored sculpture, the sculpture rises out, holding a sword in the left, a knife in the right, dressed in blood-colored armor, standing in front of the blood Han.

Xue Han sneered at the moment.

Such attacks, he did not pay attention.

He is the Sect Master of Blood Sect, would he be afraid of these?

Boom...in a moment, a violent roar sounded at this moment.

Yang Qingyun's sword, combined with the power of stars, bursts into people, but the sculpture of Xue Han also erupts into a terrifying atmosphere.

The superimposed fusion of the two, the terror power released, naturally makes people feel incomparable.

Keng... The sound of tearing sounded, and the two bodies completely touched each other.

But at this moment, Xue Ziru's face changed, and he shot again.

However, at this moment, Li Xuandao, how to give blood a free shot.

"Li Xuandao!"

From this moment on, Xue saw Li Xuandao blocking himself, and immediately began to drink.