Chapter 503

Light face is at large.

Yes, she is on the run.

The peak master of shatianjing is not what she can defeat.

Chen Hao looked at the aura vortex hanging above Qingyan's body quite speechless.

Qingyan is still in the process of breaking through, and the spirit of heaven and earth seems to drill into her body, and the movement caused can't be concealed completely!

In other words, even if Qingyan wants to hide, it is impossible.

The mysterious meaning of Xiaocheng realm is almost impossible to escape the divine consciousness of the peak master of breaking heaven realm. After all, there is a big gap.

The whirlpool of aura seemed to remind Qingyan's enemies that she was here! Here she is!

It's really full of joy

Funny!

At least Chen Hao thinks so.

But Qingyan dare not interrupt this breakthrough.

Interrupting this natural breakthrough at will is likely to cause devastating damage to Dantian!

Once she suffered a heavy blow, she would be dead in the face of the peak master of shatianjing.

In the face of the enemy, there is not even the power to resist.

"Die!"

Zhou Lihui roared angrily.

"Fast artistic conception - Butterfly Dance!"

The deadly sword almost touched Qingyan's body, and the fierce sword wind cut off a layer of skin on her back.

"Dare to hide!"

Chen Hao felt that this peak master of shatianjing was a little confused with anger.

At this time, the most angry thing is the light face during the breakthrough, right?

"Chasing the stars and the moon!"

Facing a peak master of shatianjing, Qingyan can only show her strongest body method.

Unfortunately, the gap between them is still too large.

It's just the artistic conception of speed, which is not enough to make up for the gap between the two people's strength.

The other party easily caught up with Ye Qingyan.

"Come on!"

On the light face, there was a rare look of panic.

Chen Hao saw this expression on her face for the first time.

So... Chen Hao looked more.

Just treat it as strange.

Unfortunately, her face is not real. If it is true, it would be better.

It seems that the cry in Qingyan's heart has been responded, and a transparent artistic conception wraps her, and that artistic conception momentum is becoming stronger and stronger.

The speed of Qingyan suddenly increased, but the peak strong man in the sky breaking realm was a little surprised!

The artistic conception of quickness is sublimating.

In this breakthrough, accompanied by the moment of running for life, Qingyan seemed to find an opportunity, and finally Qingyan engraved his own mark on the artistic conception of kuaizhi.

In Chen Hao's eyes, the profound meaning of lightness seems to have a simple soul will!

Her speed increased again.

The artistic conception of quickness has finally broken through.

Chen Hao saw the happy smile on Qingyan's face... But she was not happy for long, and the peak master of shatianjing caught up again.

She is always just a master at the beginning of breaking heaven!

The gap between accomplishments is too large. No matter how strong the profound meaning is, it is difficult to make up for it.

"Damn mouse, die!"

"The essence of hurricane - hundred mans flash!"

The overwhelming blue light of the sword madly shot at Ye Qingyan.

The profound meaning of the wind attribute of the perfect realm is not something that Qingyan can avoid at all!

"Master Jianling, come on, I want a big sword!"

"Paralysis!"

Chen Hao couldn't help but burst out a rude remark.

Since some bastard created such a precedent of using the red blood sword as a shield, the later sword owners saw this scene in the inheritance of the magic sword, and almost all of them followed suit!

This is definitely a bad habit!

However, Chen Hao scolded so much, but the Red Blood Sword obediently turned into a huge sword.

"Boom, boom!"

Countless swords bombarded the body of the red blood sword.

But the body of the red blood sword was unharmed.

There is no magic weapon, no claws and teeth of the demon clan in the realm. It is tantamount to a fool talking about a dream to hurt the body of the red blood sword.

But the anti shock force passed from the red blood sword body to Qingyan's body still shook her out.

But even if Qingyan was like this, Qingyan still grabbed the handle of the Red Blood Sword and couldn't let go.

Qingyan hit the ground, and was pressed by the red blood giant sword. His eyes were black... His whole body was photographed into the soil.

She struggled to push away the red blood sword, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

The concussion force transmitted from the Red Blood Sword shocked the light face, and even the bones and viscera of the whole body were cracked.

Qingyan was never a martial artist, and it didn't take long to get the red blood sword.

At the beginning of breaking the sky, the masters tried to carry the martial arts of the peak masters in a hard way. This is the price!

Most of the blood vomited on the broad body of the red blood sword, and the blood sprayed on the sword soon disappeared

Absorbed by red blood sword!

Chen Hao in the red blood sword also said, "this is better not to waste!"

Qingyan heard this sentence, his chest was bored, and he spewed another mouthful of blood at the Red Blood Sword... Chen Hao looked at Ye Qingyan, and always felt that the girl was spitting at him!

At this time, the aura vortex on her body had dissipated.

Qingyan has officially broken through to the middle of breaking the sky.

However, it seems to be of no use to face the peak martial artist of shatianjing.

And the Zhenyuan reserve in her Dantian is still in the early stage of breaking the sky.

"I want your sword!" The peak master of the breaking heaven realm was suspended above the light face, and his eyes were blazing.

This guy, he's very good-looking!

Chen Hao thinks he has a good eye. It seems that Danxin sect is worthy of being the top force in the southern region. He has a good set of skills in cultivating disciples.

Bearing the sharp pain all over, Qingyan said in his heart, "master Jianling, I have only one chance, and I may only make one shot. In the three-tier magic sword field, listen to me count down!"

"Still need to count down?"

"I'm a little afraid!"

Qingyan struggled to stand up from the ground. Zhou Lihui was about to make a move, but he heard Qingyan say, "do you know the name of the sword in my hand?"

She said in her heart, "three!"

Zhou Lihui said curiously, "is it very famous?"

"Of course!"

"Two!"

"What's its name?"

"Its name is red blood!"

"Never heard of it!" Among the famous magic soldiers in the southern regions that Zhou Lihui doesn't remember, there is the name "red blood".

Qingyan's face was dignified and took a deep breath: "now, do you remember?"

At the same time, she silently said in her heart, "one!"

When counting to "one", Qingyan had rushed up, and Zhou Lihui disdained to smile. He was about to kill Qingyan with a sword, but at this time, the blood light rushed to the sky.

In just a moment, he seemed to fall into Shura hell.

The blood red world seems to be all piled up by corpses, including human beings, demons, monsters, countless ghosts howling, countless strange nonsense appeared in his ears, his reason became blurred, terrible fear enveloped his heart, and the killing intention rushed into his heart again

In this blood red world, light Yan Ran Nie Liqun taught her the "ice moon formula", and the profound meaning of killing, the profound meaning of quickness, and the artistic conception of fear on her body were affected by the Qi pole in the magic sword field, and almost uncontrollably rioted.