A duel between strong men began, and He Mang, who had the upper hand, was even more satisfied. He wanted to kill the opponent in the shortest time, or at least cripple him, so that he could get rid of the bad breath in his heart.
"Shura Soul Dagger!"
Amid the wild roar, this guy's figure became faster and faster, like a ghost, the knife in his hand flew up and down, his moves were strange, and the sharp edges swept past him like a soul-hunting one, making it unstoppable.
Qiu Yu frowned, feeling that he was still too reckless. After all, the injury had not healed. Now facing He Mang's fierce attack, it was really difficult to deal with it. I'm afraid it was not good.
There is no other way. At this moment, I can only resort to tricks and let fate happen! With a sudden heart, he swung his sword to fight back without any sign of weakness. A foot-long piece of ice roared out, constantly colliding with the sharp edge in the air, making sounds, and the broken pieces were broken.
Ice crystals are flying everywhere, gorgeous but full of danger.
The spiritual power in his body was already weak, and now he was reluctantly using it, which made the injury more serious and the pain in his meridians intensified. As He Mang fired eighteen sword strikes in succession, Qiu Yu took eighteen steps back, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his face.
His brows were furrowed, showing signs of losing energy.
Everyone could see clearly that Qiu Yu was just barely holding on, and had reached the end of his strength, and would probably be defeated soon, without any suspense.
He Tianqiu and others were excited about this. They felt that He Mang's provocation was too timely. Just when Qiu Yu was seriously injured, he would definitely be able to kill him. Otherwise, if he were in a normal state, it would not be easy to win!
And a group of people who cared about Qiu Yu, such as Zhou Xuelian and other beauties, had worries flashing in their bright eyes, fearing that something might happen to him.
The ancestor of Yunlan Palace's eyes flashed uncertainly, and she had her own wishful thinking. She could tolerate He Mang severely injuring Qiu Yu and even destroying him, but she would never let Qiu Yu die in the hands of the other party, because there were still many things left.
To be of great use, it must be kept alive.
If Qiu Yu is completely destroyed and becomes useless, then the old woman will take in this boy with great enthusiasm in order to reveal the secrets of Qiu Yu. By then, this boy will have no place to stay, and his enemies will be everywhere, no matter where he goes.
His life would be at stake anywhere, so he would naturally be grateful to her, and maybe he would take the initiative to explain it to her.
For Jiang Dongyun, the interests of the sect are always above all else. Even if Qiu Yu made great contributions when the Demon Sect invaded Fengming Valley, she would not have the slightest mercy and felt that letting He Mang abolish her would be the best outcome.
, now it seems basically unmistakable.
He Mang really did not disappoint the old woman. He roared again, "Split the sky and split the earth!" A bright light shone on the scimitar, forming a long rainbow and rushing downwards. It was really full of destructive momentum.
The people around him were stunned. Such a powerful attack. Can Qiu Yu resist it?
The majestic Changhong fell, and many female disciples could not help but scream, "Ah..." These girls admired Qiu Yu very much, but now they feel that their idol cannot escape this disaster, and they feel very uncomfortable. Some girls
There were even tears in his eyes and he didn't dare to look past him.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, Qiu Yu disappeared in a flash. The rainbow fell on the ground, making a loud noise. Many of the stones paved on the square were damaged by force, and a two-meter-deep ravine appeared.
, turned out to be more than three feet long, and looked extremely terrifying.
But what's even weirder is that Qiu Yu disappeared, leaving everyone surprised. What happened? Could it be that he was smashed into the ground?
Some of the female disciples of Fengming Valley thought so. Some of them choked with tears and said: "Mr. Qiu, how are you?"
"It's over, I'm afraid he's no longer alive..."
On the other hand, people who had a close relationship with Qiu Yu took a long breath and secretly cried out in their hearts, "Thank God, he escaped this disaster." Because both Zhou Xuelian and Hong Ni and others knew very well that Qiu Yu had a problem with others.
If you don't have any special skills, you should be fine.
This duel attracted many people. Even the female Scorpion disciple Casey heard the news and came to watch the battle. Thousands of people had gathered in the square, surrounding them three levels inside and three outside. She came a little late.
, standing on the outermost side, so that when the long scorpion body is raised, it is as tall as two people, so it can be seen particularly clearly.
When I felt that Qiuyu was missing, many female disciples were anxious about it. Some of them even cried. But a bright color flashed in Cathy's bright eyes, and she curled her lips in disdain. How much do you know about him? This is not muddy.
Those who pinch, just wait and see, the fun is yet to come.
It was obvious that Cathy had full confidence in Qiu Yu. Even if He Mang attacked fiercely, she felt that the former would not lose, otherwise it would not be Qiu Yu.
After all, the head of Yin Mingjun's sect is well-informed, and no matter how fast Qiu Yu moves, he can't escape their eyes. They saw this kid burrowing into the soil, and He Tianqiu subconsciously said: "Earth Escape Technique..."
Then he felt awe-inspiring and said hurriedly: "Be careful..."
The old guy was really foresight and guessed that Qiu Yu would definitely counterattack, but it was a little too late. In other words, Qiu Yu moved very fast, completely beyond their imagination. He suddenly came out a few feet away and raised his hand.
, then more than ten rays of red light suddenly flashed, extremely strange, chasing the soul.
Compared with me, He Mang's knowledge is obviously inferior. His body has fallen to the ground. This guy is holding a scimitar tightly in his hand and is wondering why the kid named Qiu has disappeared. Where has he gone? Could it be that I really want him?
Hit into the ground?
Suddenly he heard his father's words of warning. He was startled and hurriedly looked over with his eyes rounded. However, there was already a strong wind blowing behind him, which shocked him. He quickly dodged to avoid it. Like an agile cheetah, it turned around and waved its knife.
Block.
"Dangdangdang..."
A series of crisp sounds came out, sparks flew, and many red daggers were knocked away, causing the onlookers around to scream. Fortunately, a strong man from Fengming Valley was here, and he quickly used his fists and palms to release his spiritual power to block it.
The dagger flew over, and I couldn't help but be surprised. What a weird weapon!
Qiu Yu used the Red Shuttle Sword in his sneak attack, a set of evil weapons from the powerful Demon Sect. There were seventeen pieces in total. They were extremely powerful and difficult to guard against.
Even if He Mang tried his best, he could only knock away most of the red shuttle swords, and one of them stabbed his left shoulder. The bones were cracked, blood spattered, and he howled in pain, "Oh...
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Looking at Qiu Yu again, his tall figure appeared on the ground, but he was panting because he used all his strength for a sneak attack and used the entire set of red shuttle swords at the same time. His condition became worse and worse. Fortunately, the sneak attack finally succeeded, inflicting serious injuries on his opponent.
It was light, which gave him a chance and the possibility of a comeback.
This scene is really incredible, beyond the expectation of most people, and they are simply stunned.
He Tianqiu's eyes were full of hatred, and he gnashed his teeth and cursed: "The beast is really hateful..." Just under his nose, his usually beloved son was hurt, and it was so serious that it made his chest burn with anger.
, his fists were clenched tightly, his knuckles crackling, and he wanted to rush over immediately and kill the opponent with one punch.