The imperial sword and the war spear kept clashing.
Ye Qiu had a head-on confrontation with the old man, and his murderous intent was boundless.
Ye Qiu swung three hundred and sixty-five swords in one breath. The edge of the Imperial Sword was extremely blazing. Although it was blocked by the spear in the old man's hand every time, the power transmitted by the Imperial Sword was still terrifying.
"puff!"
Suddenly, the old man's arm shook, and a gash appeared in the tiger's mouth.
Blood flows.
A look of shock appeared on the old man's face. Ye Qiu's power was so great that he felt a little frightened.
"Max is right, if we don't get rid of him, he will become a big problem."
After blocking Ye Qiu's fierce attack, the old man quickly retreated and stood on the top of the castle.
He stared at Ye Qiu, his eyes were like the eyes of the devil, emitting a frightening light.
"What, you're old and don't have enough physical strength? Stop it, keep fighting!"
Ye Qiu held the Emperor Sword and said with a smile.
"snort!"
The old man snorted heavily, exuding a powerful aura, and then raised the war spear in his hand.
At this moment, the war spear released a peerless murderous aura.
"kill!"
The old man shouted loudly, rushed towards Ye Qiu, and launched an earth-shattering attack.
The war spear moved forward without hesitation, its sharp edge kept piercing Ye Qiu's vitals, and the sky was filled with murderous intent.
An ordinary king master would have been unable to bear it long ago, but Ye Qiu not only blocked them all, but was also unscathed.
"Having such a master as your sparring partner is truly a blessing in life!"
Ye Qiu's blood boiled all over, and he swung out half of the imperial sword, constantly colliding with the old man's war spear.
A string of sparks streaked across the sky, like falling meteors.
The scene is thrilling.
"Chi!"
Suddenly, the old man accelerated his speed, and the war spear burst out with a terrifying edge, piercing through the sword shadows in the sky and grazing Ye Qiu's shoulder like lightning.
"puff!"
A streak of golden blood splashed on Ye Qiu's shoulder.
"He's injured. That's great. Ancestor can kill him right away!"
Max yelled excitedly.
However, the next second, Max's eyes changed because he saw that the wound on Ye Qiu's shoulder had healed.
"What kind of freak is this kid? How did he repair his injuries so quickly?"
Max felt something was wrong.
Ye Qiu has mastered the secret technique of quickly repairing injuries. Doesn't it mean that he is invincible?
"Also, why is his blood golden?"
"Does he have a special physique?"
"Is it possible that his secret technique for repairing injuries has something to do with his physical condition? If so, I'm afraid it won't be easy to kill him."
"No, my ancestor has a high level of cultivation and will definitely be able to kill him."
Max has great confidence in his ancestor. After all, his ancestor lived for more than two hundred years.
"Chi——"
At this moment, the war spear was like a ferocious long snake, and its sharp points were like snakes, constantly killing Ye Qiu.
"puff!"
Another sharp edge passed by Ye Qiu's arm, accompanied by a wisp of golden blood.
Ye Qiu was injured again, but the wound healed instantly.
brush!
Ye Qiu stepped back a distance, looked at the old man and said, "You are much stronger than I thought."
He even felt a life and death threat from this old man.
The last time Ye Qiu felt this way was Emperor Li Cheng. Unfortunately, this unlucky guy was killed instantly by Dugu Wudi with a look.
"Young man, you are very talented." The old man praised without hesitation.
Ye Qiu smiled and said: "Thank you for the compliment, that's what everyone on Earth says."
The old man said: "If you had listened to my advice and left here, you would still be alive. As for now..."
"You are dead!"
"My blood is about to run out. I must eradicate the powerful enemy for my family before I die!"
"You can't kill me." Ye Qiu thought to himself, I have the magic whip in my hand. Don't say you are just a king. Even if your cultivation level is a higher level, I can beat you to death.
The old man said coldly: "Young man, I admire your confidence very much, but excessive confidence is arrogance."
Ye Qiu smiled and said: "People are not rude and waste their youth. It's a pity that you are too old to understand it."
"I believe that you will soon feel the taste of death." After the old man finished speaking, he took a step into the sky.
"boom!"
The war spear fell down in the air, as if the whole sky collapsed, and the power was extremely tyrannical.
The old man used the war spear as a club, direct and domineering.
Ye Qiu clearly felt that the old man's combat power had reached its peak, and he was countless times more powerful.
However, he is not afraid.
Ye Qiu swung nine swords in succession, and each time he swung the sword, he would take a step in the air.
After nine steps.
Ye Qiu's combat power has also reached its peak, and he continues to clash head-on with the old man.
"when!"
The collision between the imperial sword and the war spear was like a ghost crying and a wolf howling, and the sound of collision resounded throughout the world.
Ye Qiu's whole body bloomed with golden light, like a god, with blood and energy soaring to the sky.
"good."
The old man made a comment with a sneer on his lips, and launched a more terrifying attack with endless murderous intent.
In an instant, thousands of sharp edges pierced Ye Qiu.
The old man holds a war spear, his body is like lightning, and he is extremely powerful.
Ye Qiu wielded the Imperial Sword, the sword energy was extremely sharp, fully displaying his invincible momentum.
"Ancestor, come on, kill him quickly."
Max stared at the two people fighting in the air, clenched his fists, and roared in a low voice.
Seeing that Ye Qiu could still block him, the old man's eyes became colder and his murderous intention became stronger.
"boom!"
Suddenly, ninety-nine rays of dragon energy erupted from behind the old man.
Each dragon aura is about ten feet long, as black as ink, like ninety-nine black dragons, flying and roaring in the air.
At the same time, the old man's aura increased again, and his combat power was unprecedentedly strong.
At this moment, Ye Qiu felt the difference in realm. The aura of the old man was like a huge stone pressing on his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.
He had a strong intuition that the old man was only half a step away from the next realm.
However, judging from the old man's appearance, he will never be able to break through in this life, because...
How can a dead person break through?
When Max saw the old man exploding all his cultivation, he excitedly shouted: "The ancestor is invincible!"
"Ancestor is mighty!"
"Ancestor, quickly, kill him!"
The old man looked down at Ye Qiu and said condescendingly: "Young man, you can't blame others for seeking your own death, just suffer death!"
"You are too confident." Ye Qiu smiled and took out the magic whip from the Qiankun bag.
When the old man saw Ye Qiu abandoning the imperial sword and taking out a broken wooden whip, a sneer appeared on his old face.
"Why, you knew you were going to die, so you broke the jar and threw it?"
well!
Ye Qiu let out a long sigh and said: "You are already old, but you have no knowledge at all. Forget it, I am too lazy to waste my time with you, so I will send you on your way."
The voice fell.
Ye Qiu whipped him out.
The next second, there was a "pop" sound, and the old man who was originally aloof was knocked to the ground.
