Qingge walked to An Suyou and stopped.
"Director An, your enemy is me."
Qingge suddenly stretched out his right hand, and the dark Mingwang sword broke out into the air, and the tip of the Mingwang sword pointed to the ground.
The singer held the Ming Wang sword and walked towards Ansuyou, and the lotus grew step by step, gradually approaching.
"Qingge, retreat. You are no match for me. It's not too late to retreat now." An Suyou said.
Even though I knew that there would be such a day, when this day came, An Suyou felt a little uncomfortable when he saw his former beloved disciple draw his sword toward him.
"I haven't fought, how do you know?"
After saying that, Qingge held the knife and rushed towards An Suyou without hesitation, releasing a strong murderous aura all over his body, his eyes narrowed, and his sharpness was revealed.
An Suyou frowned fiercely, and for a moment, he jumped up and faced Qingge.
In the air, the two of them were coming and going, and An Suyou picked up Qingge's knife with bare hands and made a clanging sound.
Some practitioners who are not strong enough were involved in the aftermath. When they heard the sound, they felt that their headache was split and their internal organs seemed to be trembling.
Sky, cloud top.
Qingge moves very quickly, and every knife is fatal.
She was not blind and overly arrogant. She knew the difference in strength between herself and An Suyou. Even if she fought with the Three Sword Spirit Master, she would not necessarily win if she gave her all, let alone the Four Swords.
A journey of cultivation is a slight difference that can lead to a thousand miles of error. Two swords to four swords are a height that some people may not be able to reach in their entire lives.
Under the battlefield, both the Black Demon Guards and the Massacre Army stopped, and they all raised their heads and watched the battle at the high altitude. This was not only the battle between An Suyou and Ye Qingge, but also the outcome of the battle.
"The second sword spirit master is not easy to fight against the fourth sword spirit master." Yang Zhi looked at Qingge worriedly and said.
Li Canglang nodded and said, "The little master's body just started such a fierce battle..."
Xu Yan pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.
It’s not that they don’t believe in Qingge, but even though Qingge avoided the ten attacks of the Five Sword Spirit Master, it was still too difficult to defeat the Four Sword Spirit Master.
On the side, the spiritual boy had a devil-like smirk on the corner of his mouth.
When no one noticed, the spirit boy turned around and walked out.
At the top of the sky, Qingge was getting more and more difficult. Every time he swam with An Su, the body of the Ming King's sword would tremble violently, and the tiger's mouth would get numb. As the number of times, the trembling became more and more crazy, and even penetrated into her body through her palms.
Qingge stepped on the Blood Demon Flowers as she was as light as a swallow. She avoided An Suyou's attack after several ups and downs.
Qingge held the Mingwang sword tightly, and the spiritual energy protected the body, and the evil energy poured into the knife. During the battle, she collided with An Suyou. The Mingwang sword slashed on An Suyou's body and was blocked by a thick layer of spiritual light. Just when Qingge wanted to withdraw the offensive and counterattack as a defensive, he saw that the spiritual light layer released by An Suyou was actually swallowed up by the evil energy in the Mingwang sword. The spiritual energy belonging to the splashing spirit master should have been powerful and terrifying, but it collapsed like sand at this moment.
At that moment, An Suyou was also a little surprised. Obviously, he could not have imagined that Qingge would break his spiritual light layer.
Qingge's thin lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were flashing.
The evil energy that can devour the spiritual energy of the Four Sword Spirit Master gave her an advantage in this battle. However, the spiritual energy of the Four Sword Spirit Master was too powerful. After entering her body through the Mingwang Sword, even if there was the evil energy of the Blood Demon Flower, it could not contain the spiritual energy, and rushed into her body, and the pain spread out from her body.
In an instant, Qingge's mind was blank and her ears were buzzing. Her body fell down like a scarecrow and was about to smash it to the ground.
"Master!"
Li Canglang and others exclaimed that the danger at that moment was indescribable.
Qingge's face was pale, the pain in his body continued, and the spiritual energy that was swallowed by the evil aura was still unwilling to accept it and resisting.
Just when Qingge was about to fall, in a thrilling moment, Qingge regained his rationality and used the Blood Demon Flower to snatch it up.
The wind was blowing everywhere, the clothes fluttered, the red rope tied with white hair broke, and three thousand white hairs dispersed, dancing in the wind.
Qingge appeared in front of An Suyou, his breath was disordered and his face was pale.
The devouring evil spirits of the Blood Demon Flower is definitely an unstable factor, and it made her feel unsafe for the first time.
"Do you still want to continue?" An Suyou said coldly.
"continue."
Qingge took back the devouring evil aura in the Mingwang sword. At the same time, she used the power of the Snow Spirit Bead and the Void Realm to curb the violent aura wandering inside her.
An Suyou instilled the spiritual energy from his dantian into the palms of his hands. When the spiritual energy was enough, An Suyou hit him with a palm across the air. The spiritual energy storm suddenly appeared and attacked Qingge head-on.
Qingge faced An Suyou's spiritual storm, all her defenses collapsed and collapsed, and her body seemed to be shattered.
The spiritual energy suppressed by the Realm of Nothingness and the Snow Spirit Bead suddenly became violent again.
Qingge frowned and retreated repeatedly. She clenched the Mingwang sword with both hands, tried her best to force the violent spiritual energy out.
Qingge jumped up, held the Mingwang sword in both hands, raised it high, and slashed it down suddenly, a black light blade burst out, slashing the spiritual storm into two.
The spiritual energy storm suddenly turned into countless spiritual energy, dispersed, and the aftermath hit the massacre army.
The blood demon flower on Qingge's feet suddenly disappeared, and she knelt on one knee on the ground.
Qingge lowered his eyes and a strand of hair fell on his forehead.
She raised her head and a wisp of blood spilled out of the corner of her mouth.
An Suyou put away his flying spirit weapon, slowly landed on the ground, and looked down from a high place, looking down at Qingge.
"Ye Qingge, you lost." An Su lobbyed.
Qingge licked the blood on the corner of her mouth and smiled cruelly, "Did you lose?"
Qingge stood up.
Suddenly, the sound of rolling water appeared.
Everyone looked behind Jialan in shock.
The waves tumbling up, covering the sky and the sun. The boy stepped on the waves, stood at the end of the sky, looked down at An Suyou, and played with the black braids hanging in front of his shoulders.
"The Tsunami of Falling! It turned out to be the Tsunami of Falling!" Wu Yu said shockedly.
An Suyou's face changed slightly. He didn't expect that the spirit boy was able to control the blue sea and summon the tsunami of fallen.
"Director An, have I lost?" Qingge stood up, inserted the Mingwang knife to the ground, raised his hand, and wiped the blood from his chin.
"You really want to destroy Jialan?" An Suyou lowered his face and said.
"Why is the place of false benevolence and false righteousness not destroyed?" Qingge sneered coldly.
Wuyu said: "Ye Qingge, this is your master. You can be so cruel and ruthless!"
Wuyu was panicked.
The massacre army, five thousand high-level monsters, the tsunami of falling...
Apart from An Suyou and the Black Demon Guard, Jialan has no superb person.
"Each one another." Qingge said coldly.
Compared to Wuyu, she is also cruel?
Chapter completed!