"I'm afraid I won't be able to touch this person today, but there are still plenty of opportunities to kill him, so there's no need to rush."

He had a lot of injuries on his body, and now his fists were shattered by Qin Cheng, and he was being pressed and beaten all the time, without even a chance to breathe.

If we continue to fight like this, we may not be able to destroy Qincheng. Instead, we will be in danger.

Anyway, he has the Mysterious Demon Treasure Furnace in his hand, so it is not difficult to find Qin Cheng.

After returning to the blood alliance and recuperating for a while, it would not be too late to kill him to avenge his son.

You could even take a closer look at this person, find his relatives and friends, then capture him and kill them all in front of his eyes, making him suffer endless pain.

When he thought of this, Xueyu immediately made up his mind.

He suddenly waved his hand.

The black energy surrounding the fire dissipated and exploded from his hand, shooting directly into Qin City.

At the same time, Xueyu retreated suddenly and fled towards the distance.

"Want to run?"

Qin Cheng frowned.

Xueyu was planning to retreat temporarily and then come to seek revenge on the two of them.

However, Qin Cheng did not intend to give Xueyu such a chance.

This person must have a treasure in his hands that can deduce the souls of the two people. If he really escapes, there will never be peace in the future.

Xueyu will be like a poisonous snake, always surrounding itself in the darkness.

This feeling is naturally unpleasant, so Qin Cheng does not intend to let such a thing happen.

Fierce flames roared out from the body, dissipating the incoming black energy.

Qin Cheng's eyes narrowed, and the bronze sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

The three sword techniques passed down to him by his father are to slay spirits, split the ground, and cut the sky.

I don't use it much myself.

The reason is that these three moves have their own shortcomings. In other words, this is the art of the emperor. The stage where it can work is when the emperor personally conquers and beheads the enemy in the chaos of thousands of people.

The great art of.

But for the competition between several monks, there is not much room for display.

For example, killing souls requires the death of a large number of living beings, absorbing the energy of the dead souls between heaven and earth, and condensing the power of the sword technique.

The art of splitting the earth requires the support of rivers and rivers, thousands of miles of land, and the absorption of the energy of the mountain spirits in the mountains, rivers and plains for assistance.

Not to mention the Heaven-Destroying Technique, what is needed is the chaos of the void and the shaking of the sky.

If there weren't too many monks fighting, how could there be a chaotic scene in the void.

But this time, it happened to be a good opportunity to use this technique.

Under the river and sea, there are countless more than 40 Tribulation Realm monks who died due to the explosion of the formation, plus a large number of monsters in the sea.

Between heaven and earth, under the ripples, the void is chaotic and the space is densely filled with cracks.

Qin Cheng's eyes were like lightning, the sword-shaped lines between his eyebrows were surging, and the sword's origin energy was surging crazily.

He raised the bronze sword high, and the endless aura of the undead continued to gather on the bronze sword.

The divine soul aura of a monk in the Tribulation Realm is extremely powerful, and since he just died, the aura did not escape much.

Wrapped in this powerful aura, the bronze sword instantly changed color. While trembling slightly, the deep aura continued to breathe upward, and the sword glowed toward the sky!

"Slay the spirit!"

Qin Cheng shouted low and swung his bronze sword down fiercely.

call out!

The faint sword light, like a swift wind slashing through the moon, passed through the endless void and pounced towards the blood universe silently.

"What kind of move is this?"

When Xueyu came to his senses, the sword light was already less than ten feet away from him.

Xueyu was shocked. He felt that the power of this sword light was extremely strange and extremely powerful.

It must not be hard-wired and must be avoided.

The black energy enveloped Xueyu like a big hand, pulling him back to one side.

Poof!

However, the speed is still a bit slower.

Xueyu screamed, and one of his arms was scratched by the edge of the spiritual sword light and shattered into pieces.

Blood surged out wildly, and Xueyu's aura was weak. He gritted his teeth and spit out a mouthful of blood in an instant, but he used a secret method.

The blood fell into the black energy, causing the aura to surge more violently. The aura of the black energy suddenly increased, and in the aura, it desperately pulled Xueyu and escaped into the distance.

Seeing that the sword light of Tu Ling didn't kill Xueyu, Qin Cheng didn't panic at all.

After the sword fell, he raised the bronze sword high again.

"Ze Tian!"

This time, the cracks in the surrounding void trembled one after another. Qin Cheng seemed to have transformed into the master of the void. A large amount of space breath flowed from these space gaps.

Like running water, it keeps gathering towards the bronze sword.

"The power of this sword is even more terrifying!"

In the black energy, Xueyu's pupils shrank, and his heart was filled with horror.

The sword strike just now, if given the feeling of Xueyu, could severely injure him, but it is unlikely to kill him.

The sky-cutting sword light gave Xueyu a terrifying deterrent that would kill him if he touched it.

"Who is this kid? I have never seen this terrifying swordsmanship even in the Supreme Immortal Sect and Demon Sect!"

"Could this man be a member of the Supreme Clan? But from what he shows, it doesn't look like it."

Xueyu was already confused at this time. Under Qin Cheng's two consecutive sword blows, he was a little confused about Qin Cheng's identity, but now he had no time to analyze it in detail.

Because a life and death crisis is right in front of us.

Just as Qin Cheng's sword slipped.

Xueyu instantly exploded a bloody ring on his finger.

This ring has always been on my hand and has never been taken off since Xueyu appeared in the endless ocean.

No one knows the origin of this thing, and Xueyu has never explained to anyone what the blood ring does.

Even to his own flesh and blood, he never said anything.

But this object is Xueyu's biggest secret, and it is the only treasure that can save his life when he faces a life-or-death crisis.

Click! The blood ring shattered, and a strange aura filled the air.

"Ancestor, just me." Xueyu shouted.

Above the blood universe, this strange aura shattered the void and formed a black vortex.

Then, within the whirlpool, a huge human hand poked out from inside.

The palms are fair and slender, and they look very well maintained.

You can't even tell that it was made by a man or a woman.

And the phantom of this palm appeared. It grabbed Xueyu, wrapped Xueyu in the palm of his hand, and seemed to be grabbing him into the void and taking him away.

"Huh?"

Above the clouds, when the old man and the old woman saw this scene, their expressions changed slightly.

They originally thought that Xueyu was just an abandoned disciple of the Supreme Sect. Although he had some abilities in both immortality and demon cultivation, that was all.

But the appearance of the big hand made both of them feel excited.

It travels through the void and captures people with its palms.

The owner of this palm is definitely unusual.

But Xueyu actually has a connection with such a person, and the other person is willing to travel through the void to rescue him.

How could Xueyu be just a fleeing monk on the endless ocean?

This scene made Qin Cheng frown slightly.

But no matter who this palm comes from, he wants to kill Xueyu. This sword will also cut down.

boom!

The sky-cutting sword light fell and headed straight for the Blood Universe.
Chapter completed!