Chapter 537

When the power of mountain and sea was lifted, Qingge subconsciously narrowed his eyes, just like the way ordinary people look directly at big day.

His highness Qingge, who felt confident of winning, finally felt a threat on Lu Qingshan.

Longque in hand, forgetting the river and peach blossoms are swaying and circling around Lu Qingshan.

Get up!

Lu Qingshan's mind moved.

The two swords of forgetting Sichuan and peach blossom turned into two sword lights with a swish. One was as blue as ice and the other was as green as jade.

Two flying swords swim in the air like snakes and fish.

Lu Qingshan didn't say a word. He spit out a breath of pure Qi. He was full of sword Qi and followed up.

"A small skill." Qingge sneered, but his heart was awe inspiring.

He had already felt the power of Lu Qingshan's flying sword in the previous chase battle, so he didn't dare to underestimate it.

In fighting, his quality is still very high.

Green Ge twisted his sword to accumulate strength, raised his hand and waved it. It was as fast as a ghost. He blocked two flying swords.

There were two clangs, ripples and waves shaking, and the peach blossoms of forgetting Sichuan returned in vain.

At this time, Lu Qingshan was already deceiving himself to keep up.

He was distracted, holding the sword and controlling the sword.

The sword and man's offensive are connected together, like a continuous tide, one wave is not flat, another wave rises again.

The Dragon sparrow flashed its flame and split it in front of Qingge's head. Its explosive power was terrible.

The sword Qi exploded on the Dragon Finch and mixed in the flame. It was like adding fuel to the fire. It was so fierce that it was unimaginable.

Qingge's face changed slightly and his mind was shocked.

Immediately, several dark golden hairsprings came out of the black blood in his hands, turned into several wisps of golden light, hooked into a well, and stopped in front of Lu Qingshan's sword.

Hiss!

The word "well" is shaking and rippling constantly.

The sword Qi on the Dragon sparrow is constantly shooting behind Lu Qingshan. The dazzling light shines on Lu Qingshan's face.

"Cut the wind." Lu Qingshan whispered.

There is no need to produce a second sword. This sword directly produces two swords. The attack starts again and thunders on the ground.

see things in a blur.

The word "well" was finally difficult to withstand the terrible power of the superposition of the three swords, which turned into a little golden light and dispersed.

Along the gap, Lu Qingshan pursued the victory and pressed the Longque sword edge.

Caught off guard and unprepared, Qingge can only raise his empty left hand and block the sword with his palm.

Bang!

Meat palm clashed with the blade, but there was no unimaginable one-sided situation, but a strange stalemate.

This is the strength of the demon family's flesh.

Qingge took advantage of the situation and raised his legs regardless of the palm of his hand.

A strong black light flashed on his legs. He swept his legs towards Lu Qingshan's body. The next moment, there was a bang. Even if he summoned the sword and armor to protect his body in time, Lu Qingshan's body still flew upside down.

His movements are sensitive, so even if he is repulsed, he is not a straight-line backward tilt without resistance, but quickly adjust his position in the air. After sliding out an elegant half arc, he will stabilize his body, and his posture is indescribable natural and elegant.

The two Qi follow each other. Here, his body has just retreated. Forgetting Sichuan and peach blossom immediately relay, and the speed increases sharply. A swallow returns, circling a semicircle and stabbing Qingge in the back of his head.

The situation is extremely dangerous.

Aware of the strange Qingge, I can't care to pursue Lu Qingshan.

At this time, in his left hand, a red line appeared impressively, and blood was exuding from it.

In front of the Dragon finch's sharp edge, he fought with his palm. Even if the flesh was strong, he didn't reach the realm of God and devil body after all, so he was inevitably injured.

"Recruit troops." Qingge, whose face was slightly white, looked fiercely. He didn't look at the shocking wound in the palm of his hand, and all the dark golden secret patterns glittered all over his body.

There are invisible ripples that are invisible to the naked eye and divine consciousness. They are wrapped in the peach blossoms of forgetting Sichuan, and immediately turn into an inexplicable force to interfere with the actions involving the peach blossoms of forgetting Sichuan.

The rampant flying sword suddenly froze in front of this force, as if it was constantly played and overturned by a pair of invisible big hands, and the offensive stopped suddenly.

Seeing this, Qingge cried grimly and said, "you are indeed much better than the general sword repair, and you are very cunning. Even in our demon family, you are amazing.

But you met me! "

"Every man is innocent and deserves his sin. If you hadn't been armed with a sword and provoked me several times before, I wouldn't be able to spare your life and take you as a slave today," Qingge looked down at his bloody left palm and bit his teeth. "I swear I won't be a man if I don't kill you!"

Lu Qingshan didn't take Qingge's cruel words to heart.

In fact, Qingge's "Recruitment" magic power to imprison peach blossom and forget Sichuan is by no means as easy as it seems.

After all, the relationship between Jianxiu and Benming sword has always been close, and there is no room for a third party.

Qingge is occupying the realm of his six products. With the help of the suppression of strength, he can barely suppress Lu Qingshan's flying sword.

But even in this way, it can be clearly seen that under the coercion of Qingge, Qichuan and peach blossoms are hissing and trying to get rid of Qingge's bondage, but they are so short of strength.

"Wake up, wake up." Lu Qingshan said silently in his heart.

"Na Na," the next moment, a voice that was slightly confused and seemed to be a little sleepy suddenly sounded, "why do you call me..."

Forget Sichuan sword will, ancient YIB.

After entering the Mogao desert, Gu Yiyi fell into a deep sleep on the grounds that he didn't like Mogao. Even after Lu Qingshan left, he still didn't wake up.

Lu Qingshan simply let Gu Yiyi go. After all, Gu Yiyi, who is awake, is really a little noisy.

But now, it's time for her to get angry.

Vaguely, Gu Yiyi, who just woke up from his deep sleep, felt that a big hand that didn't know where it came from was trying to control and manipulate her.

Gu Yiyi, who still hasn't figured out the situation, directly explodes her hair regardless of 3721 - except for the sword owner Lu Qingshan, she can't accept anyone else touching her!

The complacent Qingge's face changed greatly.

He suddenly found that the forgetful River, which was originally controlled by his "Recruitment" magic power, rose abruptly and gushed out a great force.

Qingge's heart sank and tried his best to urge the magic power, but he still couldn't suppress the resistance of forgetting Sichuan.

In a flash, the latter came out of the trap, stuck in the air and swept away, revealing an extraordinary momentum, squeezing the air, bursting out bursts of thunder and straight into the heart of Qingge's eyebrows.

Qingge was shocked and had no time to avoid. He could only raise his hand again and fight with the palm of his hand.

"Can you stop it?" Qingge was not sure.

Lu Qingshan's endless means made him feel at a loss.

The truth is, I can't stop it!

The withered and yellow light lingered on the sword of forgetting Sichuan.

This is the power of the dead collected and stored by forget Chuan.

Sword of the yellow spring!

Death kills every inch of Qingge's flesh and blood, moves forward continuously, and finally penetrates his whole left palm, passes by and bombards Qingge's chest.

With great power, he directly split the body of Qingge from the air.

At this time, the attack of forgetting Sichuan suddenly stopped, circled a semicircle and turned back.

Qingge fell to the ground in great confusion, and his feet were still staggering after landing.

His feet went an inch deep into the earth and slid back dozens of feet before he stopped the momentum and stabilized his body.

Qingge, whose face turned white for a few minutes, couldn't help it until this moment. A mouthful of blood couldn't hold it down. He gushed out of his throat and sprayed out.

At this time, he found that a shadow appeared, completely covering his body.

Qingge quickly raised his eyelids slightly. He saw Lu Qingshan coming from mid air with a dragon sparrow in his hand. He cut off his head at him by the momentum of the height.

At the same time, Lu Qingshan's indifferent voice came from Qingge's ear.

"I wanted to tell you earlier, sword, you don't use it like this!"

The world can use swords as soldiers, even the demon clan.

But he never took a sword, or he could be called sword repair.