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Zhou Qing was under tremendous pressure. He knew that he had to take action, otherwise this tense atmosphere would be enough to cause collapse, and then he would naturally fail.

He stretched out his hand, a flying sword with golden light, with a sharp sword intent light, assassinated the eyebrows of Young Master Youye fiercely.

At this time, there is no need to stay behind, so you can only do your best.

Zhou Qing practiced the Golden Sword Technique, the most powerful part was the attack and killing power. Now he has realized this sword Technique to a very profound level.

Moreover, his flying sword is not an ordinary class. Those who practice the sword immortal's way will hardly have other magic weapons. They only condense a flying sword in their natal life.

Zhou Qing is like this. His golden sword not only adds many precious refining materials to temper, but also refines it with his natal primordial qi. Not only his own life energy, but also his soul power are constantly nourishing this flying sword. Therefore, the flying sword of the sword immortal is the most terrifying magic weapon.

Now, as soon as Zhou Qing's flying sword came out, there were countless golden lights in the temple, and sharp sword lights were flying everywhere. Each sword light was filled with sharp breath, and black patterns were drawn out of the void. Even if this pattern was not a space crack, it was still terrifying enough. Assassinating the body and killing the soul was no problem.

"Good sword!"

Young Master Youye smiled slightly, looked at Zhou Qing's sword light assassinating towards his eyebrows, without any panic, but instead looked admiring. This is confidence and absolutely fearless.

A slight shaking seemed to produce a phantom. Young Master Youye stretched out a white finger and gently bounced it, collapsed! The golden sword light in front of him was bounced away by him.

The sharp sword energy did not produce any effect in front of his fingers, and even a small hole was not cut, let alone bleeding.

Wang Qian attached great importance to this battle and stared at the battle between the two almost without blinking.

He clearly saw that Young Master Youye's fingers seemed as white as jade, and were lightly described, but they were a mysterious and powerful magical power. Many mysterious runes were densely imprinted on his fingers, and the mysterious aura was revealed, making his fingers become extremely tough, harder than gold and iron, almost indestructible. Only such powerful fingers could easily bounce Zhou Qing's sword light.

A horrified divine se flashed across Zhou Qing's face, and then it became even colder. With an angry shout, he used a clever body technique, floating like an immortal, like a dragon. In a blink of an eye, he approached Young Master Youye infinitely, and then waved his hand, and the agile flying sword was held in his hand!

Swish swish swish swish!

Cutting, assassination, mysterious, sharp! A series of sword moves were used in his hands, and Zhou Qing was wrapped in a golden aperture, as if countless sword lights suddenly surged out of his body.

The Golden Sword Art!

This ancient sword technique was finally displayed in front of everyone, with the strong charm of swordsmanship, endless and vast!

Jinxing is immortal, Jinzhi is sharp, and mysterious Taoist rhyme is revealed. Zhou Qing's swordsmanship is nothing else, very pure. The sword belongs to the metal step, and his sword skills are also the Jinxing sword skills. The combination of the two forms an ancient swordsmanship.

In an instant, the long sword in Zhou Qing's hand was assassinated for countless times. In addition, the mysterious body magic power he possessed was simply elusive. His figure almost turned into a shadow, and he was traveling across the Taoist temple, looking for the flaws of Young Master Youye.

Whoosh!

A sword light assassinated from nothingness, with a little golden light and thunder and lightning thunder and lightning strikes Young Master Youye's throat. This assassination is successful, and it will definitely cut off the head.

"Zhou Qing, your sword technique is very good, and your understanding of swordsmanship is profound enough, but all this is not enough in front of me. End, among you Qingyun Sect, the only thing I am interested in is Wang Gan, and only he can become my opponent and allow me to display my true strength."

Young Master Youye sighed slightly, as if he was very regretful.

But his movements were unimaginable.

"The Netherworld Finger! There is a gap in the endless stream, as if it is so vague!"

With a long roar, a mysterious temperament suddenly burst out from Young Master Youye. The most powerful thing was his fingers, as if dark night was coming, it was pitch black, and the upper and lower parts disappeared, the fingers disappeared, the light disappeared, and time and space disappeared. With a pointing out, it was silent, and there was a dark void.

Zhou Qing was extremely shocked. He found that he was in the boundless darkness, everything around him disappeared, the Yuanfeng was indulged in obsession, the soul fluctuations were so weak that they were unaware of, and even his thinking became slow and he fell into darkness.

What a terrible thing this is? A practitioner's spiritual consciousness and soul are trapped in darkness, no direction, no feeling, and in the battle, the consequences of this are completely predictable.

Zhou Qing saw that in the darkness, the sword light in his hand slowed down, and there was no more sharp and fierce temperament. Even his sword will was completely suppressed. Without the sword will, the sword will, what kind of attack and killing methods can a sword immortal have?

Then, a dark finger came from the end of the eternal night, gently nipped on his sword light, and he couldn't help but soared out.

After losing, Zhou Qing was defeated like this, and he was defeated neatly and even lost inexplicably.

In the temple, many young monks were surprised and uproaring, not knowing that what happened to them was. They were not the opponent of Young Master Youye, and they could not feel Zhou Qing's feelings just now. They just saw that, the moment before, Zhou Qing's body turned into a sword dragon, crisscrossing the void, causing a cold assassination storm, like the most perfect assassin, coming from nothingness and disappearing in nothingness. The next moment, Young Master Youye's fingers emitted a dark light, and like an antelope hanging its horns, it was accurately located on Zhou Qing's sword light, and then he flew out.

Only a genius cultivator at the level of Wang Gan could feel that just now, Young Master Youye used a mysterious magical power to suppress Zhou Qing's swordsmanship with the Tao he had comprehended, and then easily defeated him.

After blinking his fingers, Young Master Youye was as elegant as ever, like a gentle young master of the turbid world. His beautiful eyes turned slightly in the temple of Taoism and took a step forward. A series of dark light flashed on the road he walked and disappeared immediately. When everyone looked at him again, he had already returned to his position. This method was like a ghost and terrifying.

Wang Gan clearly felt the subtle fighting spirit and directly passed it to his soul. A dark black dot faintly appeared in a human form, directly entering his divine court sea of ​​consciousness, conveying this information.

His genital movement moved slightly, and the dark black dot evaporated.

Wang Gan knew that this was a method of challenge by Young Master Youye, not to make him suffer a secret loss. This person is very smart and clearly knows that Wang Gan is powerful. He also knows that this method is of no use to him.

Zhou Qing's face was a little dim and pale. The failure just now was a big blow to him. Even if he knew what kind of person this Young Master Youye was, he still couldn't completely let it go.

"Senior brother, you don't need to care. The cultivation level of Young Master Youye is far more than the point he showed just now, but is hidden very deeply. Moreover, the Tao he comprehended is a very mysterious and rare Tao. It should be the Dark Night Way, which is in opposition to the Light Way. This Tao is mysterious and mysterious, coupled with the magical powers of their Nether Clan, and it is like a tiger that is more wings. When fighting, it is hard to defend. It is a true peerless genius."

Wang Gan slowly enlightened Zhou Qing.

"Junior brother, don't worry, I know that I am definitely not the opponent of Youye. I'm just a little unwilling to give up. However, if you face him, you must kill his majesty and breathe a sigh of relief for me!"

Zhou Qing sighed a long time, as if he wanted to vomit all his depression, and his spirit was much better.

"Believe that I will fight him."

Wang Gan's eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to see the scene of his future battle with this Youye Young Master.
Chapter completed!