Chapter 168: Holding the sword on Qingming, the world is full of low eyebrows
"The people who fled a million years ago still dare to show off their tricks in front of our Qin clan!"
"What should we fear from a defeated general?"
Qin Yu's pupils were filled with blazing anger, and the gloomy emotions accumulated over the past few days suddenly burst out at this moment.
"Today, I want to tell everyone in the world that the era of gods and demons has passed. If you want to live, be obedient!"
Opposite him, Qin Zhongming's eyes were already filled with purple-black color.
His originally handsome face was covered with deep black lines, which looked extremely terrifying.
The fangs of the demon sword in his hand became sharper and thicker, piercing deeply into his wrist.
It even sprouted many black tentacles, crawling all over his body.
"Zhong Ming, throw away that sword quickly! Otherwise you will die!" Qin Bo saw this scene in the distance and couldn't help but howl.
However, Qin Zhongming seemed as if he couldn't hear it.
"Jiejiejie..."
There was no expression of pain on his face, instead there was a solemn smile.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at Qin Yu, who was enveloped in light in the distance, with murderous murder flashing in his pupils.
"Human race..." Several hoarse sounds squeezed out from the throat, like the cry of a night owl, eerie and terrifying.
"A million years ago...an existence that was like an animal still dares to stand in front of our clan and speak nonsense!"
"It's been such a long time since I've been here, you all have forgotten the majesty of our clan!"
Shit!
The skirt of his clothes behind him suddenly tore open, revealing two bloody bone spurs.
As soon as the bone spurs appear, they grow in the wind and turn into flesh and blood!
Not long after, two disgusting black flesh wings appeared on its back.
On the left arm that is not holding the sword, a large number of dark black horny armors and arrays of magic light sprout.
A slender scorpion tail with a sinister barb appeared behind it, dancing wantonly.
What he looks like now is no longer a human being!
"Ah!" Such a horrifying scene frightened many young girls in the Qin clan who had not experienced hardships.
There are so many women whose beauty is overshadowed!
Even the many elite monks who have been in the heavenly realm look extremely ugly at this moment.
The two clans of gods and demons have disappeared in the heaven for millions of years. How could they have seen such a scene?
In the temple, all the saint ancestors looked into the void with solemn expressions: "It's the Nightmare!"
They have experienced battles millions of years ago and have a deep understanding of the demons.
Nightmares are born invisible and can exist in the minds of living beings.
You can live by devouring the thoughts of living beings, you can kill people in your dreams, you can also condense demon seeds in the hearts of monks, swallow their distracting thoughts to grow, and one day replace them.
What’s more, it’s so weird and unpredictable that it’s impossible to guard against it!
"That sword...is weird!"
"It should be the sacred object of the demon clan - the power of returning to ruins! It can transform the origin of blood in living beings into demon blood and give birth to monsters!"
"Back then, many of my own clan fell into this trap and turned into monsters that were neither humans nor ghosts!"
"Now...how to deal with it?"
Qin Lie was quiet for a while and then said calmly: "The Son of God is here, let him have the final say!"
Qin Yu looked in front of him and could only vaguely see a little bit of human shadow, frowning.
Such a weird method is really evil!
Jie!
The monster slowly knelt down, placed one palm on the ground, and holding the seven-foot-long black sword in one hand, it suddenly shot out.
Swish, swish, swish!
When he got closer, the black sword fluttered like a bee and butterfly, and swung out three gloomy sword lights, heading towards Qin Yu's vital point.
Although this monster has taken over Qin Zhongming's body, it still seems to possess Qin Zhongming's fighting instinct.
The current three swords are obviously still the same as before.
It's just that with the bonus of the strong demonic energy, the power is doubled.
When Qin Yu saw this, his divine power surged out crazily and poured into the dazzling golden sword in his hand.
He tapped his toes lightly, and his body looked like a ghost, passing through the three sword auras without touching them at all.
Then he raised his sword and struck!
clang!
The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing was heard, followed by two energy storms sweeping across.
The storm raged wildly, encompassing the entire arena.
The space nearby suddenly became like a dark night, dim and lightless.
The aura of destruction is constantly gurgling, and the rising waves of green smoke seem to be as freehand as a breeze, but they hide the terrifying power of annihilating everything.
"Go up to Qing Ming with your sword, and all the people in the world will lower their eyebrows!"
A hoarse low groan suddenly sounded.
In the darkness, a strange figure wrapped in blue and purple rose into the sky.
The long sword in his hand rose again, and Dawsonhan's inverted teeth appeared on the blade.
When in the air, wave down!
boom!
The terrifying sword intent seeped out from the tip of the sword.
A huge sword shadow emerged from the clouds!
The surrounding chaotic storm suddenly stagnated, and then poured down more and more crazily.
Like a palm capable of destroying the earth, it rushed down towards Qin Yu.
And behind this storm was an even more terrifying sword intent.
Want to destroy everything!
"This is... the last move of Wuji Swordsmanship!" Among the crowd, Qin Zhongyin frowned, his expression was horrified, and he couldn't take his eyes away.
He has fought against Qin Zhongming the most and knows many of his magical sword techniques.
Only with this move, he could only hear its sound but never see its form!
Because even Qin Zhongming has never fully mastered it.
They usually just discuss each other, not fight to the death.
Once the envoy comes out, the situation is no longer under their control.
In this style, you will drink blood when you draw your sword!
"No matter what, after all, he is a Taoist figure selected from ten thousand by our Qin clan. His talent is truly extraordinary!" On the high platform, an elder who was skilled in swordsmanship looked at this scene with a look of pity on his face.
"The heart of the sword is full, the intention of the sword is full... I have already reached the state of transformation. If I can understand my heart and see my nature, and go to a higher level, our Qin clan will definitely have a top swordsman in the future. What a pity!"
"Such killing moves are enough to pose a considerable threat to those in the Martial Master realm... I'm afraid the Son of God's current realm may not be easy for him to handle!"
"Be prepared in the Punishment Hall. If something unexpected happens, rescue the Son of God as soon as possible. We must protect the safety of the Son of God!" An elder stood up angrily and ordered loudly.
"Yes!" Around the ring, a group of elite experts from the Punishment Hall solemnly handed over their words.
Then he stared at the center of the ring intently, and once Qin Yu showed that he was unable to compete, he immediately took action.
"Well done!"
Unexpectedly, facing such power, Qin Yu not only showed no signs of caution, but instead laughed loudly and jumped into the air.
The sword intent surging in his eyes was enough to pierce all illusions.
Raising his hands, the long sword was tied in front of him.
A hand was gently wiped from the sword's edge, leaving a golden blood trail.
"Is this... golden blood?"
"This blood... such a terrifying breath of life!"
"Is this the difference between a born sage?"
At this moment, the entire Qin clan was shocked.
Qin Yu's breath of blood seemed to have stimulated their Taoist hearts that they had practiced for many years, as if a huge star suddenly fell down in the boundless and calm sea.
What's more, many elderly people who are dying can smell the hope of life in it.