Stunning beauty

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It was cold and windy.

Snow falls.

The imperial court compares with the martial arts field.

When Qianye Bailian was about to admit defeat, Li Qingzhi forcibly broke his jawbone, not giving the old man in front of him a chance to speak.

"We admit defeat in this game!"

Under the martial arts stage, Chiba Mao saw the scene in the battle ahead, and immediately said anxiously.

"The rules of martial arts can only be effective if you admit defeat yourself."

On the opposite side of Wutai, Bai Chuan Hideze responded coldly, "So, this battle must continue."

Chiba Mao heard the words, showing anger, and clasped his hands.

"Mr. Dikui, keep an eye on those old guys on the opposite side, in case they secretly shoot cold arrows like they did just now." Bai Chuan Xiuze sneered.

"clear."

Di Kui nodded, stretched out his hand to hold the demon knife, ready to strike at any time.

Under the martial arts stage, the atmosphere on both sides was tense.

But on the martial arts stage, Qianye Bailian, who was forced to go nowhere, suddenly became full of evil spirits all over his body.

"Roar!"

A huge phantom appeared in the sky, and the eight swayed, roaring to the sky.

In an instant.

The majestic and endless impact of evil spirits shook the battle situation.

"Ok?"

Ten steps away, Li Qingzhi stepped on his feet and stabilized his figure. He looked at the shadow of Baqi behind the old man and narrowed his eyes slightly.

act recklessly!

It's easy to ask God to send God away, this old man really doesn't care about anything.

Compared with Wutai.

When Chiba Mao saw this scene, his expression also changed.

not good.

The power of Baqi in their bodies still has part of the will of the God of Misfortune, which cannot be fully used for their own use. Before they hit the five realms, they have all been sealed.

It is not a simple matter to unseal it now and try to seal it again.

"Roar!"

At this moment, on the stage of martial arts, there were roars that shook the heavens and the earth.

Qianye Bailian released the power of God of Misfortune, and the two forces merged to create such a majestic power that the entire martial arts platform was shaken.

"This old man seems to be really driven into a hurry."

Behind Bai Chuan Xiuze, Hua Fengdu narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a sneer, "Knowing that there is something wrong with the power of Baqi in my body, but I still forcibly call it out, maybe I will lose my life someday."

Compared with Wutai.

Li Qingzhi stared at the old man who summoned the power of Baqi in front of him, and without saying a word, he rushed forward.

Qianye Bailian cut down the magic weapon in his hands, and boundless evil energy pervaded it, like a huge wave hitting the sky. Compared with before, he did not know how many times more tyrannical.

The power of Baqi is fused with its own true energy, and the power that erupts is terrifying.

"Have power, but don't know how to use it, waste!"

Li Qingzhi snorted coldly, slashed down with his sword, and raised the sword a little, breaking through the turbulent waves with all his strength.

In the terrifying evil spirit, Li Qingzhi's figure rushed out, piercing the chest of the old man in front of him with a sword.

"Uh!"

A pool of blood splattered, the red body was covered with snow, Qianye Bailian let out a muffled groan, and stepped back again and again.

"Roar!"

at this time.

In the sky, the will of the illusory God of Misfortune raised its head to the sky and let out a furious roar. The eight heads swallowed the power of heaven and earth, stirred the breath of the dragon, and sprayed it towards the peerless genius of the Li family below.

"Noisy!"

Murderous intent flashed in Li Qingzhi's eyes, he drew out his Wushuang sword, and immediately stepped forward to meet him head-on.

"Liujia's secret blessing, the heavens will greet you!"

Slashing with a sword, the situation is frenzied, and the world-shaking sword actually triggered a change in the sky, the secret technique of the Taoist sect, and then showed the power of the sky.

Where the sword light came, all eight poems were cut off. During his lifetime, Baqi God of Misfortune could not do anything to the Li family's peerless genius, and after his death, he was even more insignificant.

"puff!"

Baqi's will was severely injured, and below, Qianye Bailian was also backlashed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Unlocking the seal, merging forces, Baqi Will and Qianye Bailian are inseparable, one is prosperous and the other is damaged.

"Now it is your turn!"

After severely injuring Baqi God of Misfortune with a single sword, Li Qingzhi stepped in the air and rushed forward again.

Seeing this, Qianye Bailian showed a look of fear, and retreated hastily.

just.

The speed gap between the two is 01:30.

Take a look.

Li Qingzhi's figure flew over.

Slashing down with a sword, the power became even more astonishing.

"boom!"

Qianye Bailian crossed the divine weapon in his hand, blocking Wushuang's sharp edge.

The rest of the energy was shaking, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, Qianye Bailian's right hand burst open, and blood flowed out in pools.

Close at hand, Li Qingzhi's left hand pointed together, the sword energy converged, and one finger pointed at the front, piercing the former's heart and soul.

"what!"

A sword pierced through the body, blood spurted out, Qianye Bailian let out a painful scream, and his body trembled violently.

Out of battle.

Seeing this situation, Chiba Mao became more and more anxious, and rushed forward quickly, ignoring other things.

Unexpectedly.

Chiba Mao just had a strange moment.

In front of him, a sharp saber light pierced through the air, blocking his body.

"Dikui!"

Chiba Mao turned her palm to block the light of the saber, raised her eyebrows angrily.

On the side, Tianjian Ruoye continued to watch the battle on the martial stage, ignoring the surrounding things at all.

For the Tiancongyun sword, he did agree to help the Qianye clan make three moves.

The previous two times, he had fulfilled his promise, and this third and last time was to help the Qianye clan win the decisive battle before the imperial court.

As for other things, he has no responsibility or interest to take care of them.

"boom!"

On the martial stage, the sound of violent collisions could be heard endlessly. Facing the peerless leader of the Li family, Qianye Bailian, who was born with a heart of fear, was almost powerless to fight back. Before the threat of death, he was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were torn apart.

How can a warrior who has lost his fighting spirit show his strength.

and so.

Qianye Bailian, who was barely able to fight just now, is full of loopholes at this moment, his moves are restrained, and he retreats again and again.

Blood, all dyed to win the clothes.

"What's the use of a hundred years and five realms!"

Li Qingzhi looked at the ugly face of the old man fearing death in front of him, the coldness in his eyes grew colder, and his figure flew past, and he was behind the old man in an instant.

"Shh!"

The Wushuang sword fell so quickly that it was hard to react.

Qianye Bailian subconsciously waved the magic weapon to block it, but saw that the soldier of Bailian broke in response to the sound. After that, blood gushed out all over the sky, and the broken arm flew down, dyeing the sky red with snowflakes.

"what!"

next moment.

From Qianye Bailian's mouth, an incomparably shrill scream sounded, and his mind was horrified.

Holding the sword, Li Qingzhi stepped forward step by step.

Qianye Bailian backed away in fear.

"boom!"

During successive retreats, Qianye Bailian fell off the martial arts platform, and sat down on the lower part of the martial arts platform, his body trembling violently, showing his ugly appearance.

Before death, the five realms were even worse than ordinary people.

Around, all the ministers in Yingzhou were shocked when they saw this scene.

It turns out that even the lofty Hundred Years and Five Realms are so ugly in the face of death.

"Hundred refinements!"

Next to Minister Zuo, Chiba Mao rushed to the stage of martial arts, seeing the miserable situation of the old man in front of him, he couldn't hold back his anger.

On the martial stage, Li Qingzhi glanced indifferently at the old man below, and said calmly, "A person like you doesn't deserve to die by my sword."

After finishing speaking, Li Qingzhi waved his sword away, turned around and walked down the martial arts platform.

"Second son."

Hua Fengdu looked at his immediate boss who was walking ahead, and said with a light smile, "Thank you."

"Thank you? Huafengdu, you don't feel ashamed to be plotted against by such a person."

Li Qingzhi said coldly.

"Uh."

Hua Fengdu showed embarrassment on his face, this person is really annoying.

Can't let him move for a while longer!