Qing Yunxing almost killed Xuanwu Black Flame, but in the lightning,

Moreover, there is no way for others to see the real thing in the battlefield.

Until Qingyun broke through the snow, the result was finally clear.

A palm wind stirred up snow all over the sky, and took the Qingyun straight.

"You actually dare to go down the mountain, which is simply seeking death!

That old ghost could have been able to breathe in his mouth when he was on the mountain. Today I see how you can overcome this disaster!"

The Beihai Cao Fight also appeared here, which did not surprise Qingyun.

The two beloved disciples of the demon were lost to him one after another, and the two of them had long been dead.

But at present... there are still many companions who need protection, and the other party will definitely not be alone.

"I'm stupid and self-entertainment comparison!"

When you point to Feng Saran, Yuwen Shu's acupoint has locked Qingyun.

Qingyun stepped on Lingbo's foot and walked in the snow, just avoiding and not fighting back.

Because he understood that the opponent he really needed to be afraid of had not taken action yet!

The strong wind swept, and the snow was cut off six times!

What should be come, it's still here.

If King Jinna took all his strength, what level would it be? It is still a mystery.

But in Yijing Village, she could easily escape under the mercenary of her masters;

The day before yesterday, she was fighting against two girls by one, and she was still at ease.

At present, King Jinna was determined to win the attack on Qingyun, and obviously would not hold back.

The power of this sword is just like the snow dancing in Kinna Luo, and the cold light moves to the nine heavens.

No matter how the footwork under Qingyun's feet changes, there is always a sword shadow like a gangrene attached to the bone, which cannot be cut off or shaken off.

There is Xuanming Divine Palm on the left, the Great Nirvana Finger on the right, and there is an unpredictable sword light from gods and ghosts behind him.

Even if Qingyun has extremely strong physical strength at this time, he will not be able to fight against these three top powerhouses with one person's strength.

He didn't even have the chance to escape.

But he has to face all this now!

Jin Zha fell in the snow pile and did not move.

Mrs. Xu wanted to sit up, but the black iron sword behind her seemed to be weighing thousands of pounds, nailing him to the ground.

Hu Caiting could barely move, but due to severe waist pain, I couldn't stand up straight after trying several times.

Yin Seke had enough strength to stimulate the power of the disintegration of the demon, but he was struggling to get rid of the sword and could not touch the hilt for a while.

No one can come to support Qingyun.

He must, alone, face it all!

Gan Sing Duan waved again, and a strong wind blew up the fine snow in the sky!

Wind is a qualitative strong wind!

Strong wind!

The Great Wind Art of the Sword Sect?!

Qingyun had never learned the secret technique of the Sword Sect. The Great Wind Art he used was arguably true and wrong. He could get the shape and imitate the spirit, but it was not the original taste after all.

Even so, with the help of heavy swords, the momentum is not inferior to the original version.

The sword light, palm wind, finger force and momentum that came from both sides were all stagnant, like a flood approaching the dike, and was blocked by force.

But this blockade is destined to be temporary.

With the power of the three top experts, how could Qingyun alone stop such pressure?

If the flood breaks the dam, it will become even more uncontrollable.

However, Qingyun had no better way. He had to be tough, only tough!

He used his arms to drive his sword energy and brought his wind to his limits.

The huge pressure from the opposite side forced him to breathe. He had no choice but to open his mouth and sing!

"Drive six dragons and drink jade juice, the river water will be gone, and it will not flow eastward!"

The six dragons can control the sky by walking on the sword, and the six dragons can be harmonious from afar.

Taoist spirit sings!

When Liu Ying sang, the monk's golden body was full of energy.

When Taoist Master Baiyun sang, the towering jade pillar of Songyue shook,

Qingyun sang now...it seemed to be useless except for decompression.

The three people he faced were all masters with profound internal skills, and were not moved by the whistle at all.

Qingyun only felt that the pressure in front of him was getting stronger and stronger, and he was about to collapse!

The rivers burst into dams like nine dragons and nine elephants, with the power to destroy the world!

The rumbling sound gradually rose, and I don’t know if it was Qingyun’s auditory hallucination or the terrifying resonance caused by the joint pressure from the three opponents!

Qingyun felt that the whole world was shaking!

Not only Qingyun feels like this, but everyone present feels the same!

Could this be...

avalanche!

Mrs. Xu was most familiar with this voice, so he immediately spoke out to warn everyone to protect them.

In an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent.

They were all vibrating just now, vibrating all the time, following the roar of Qingyun.

On that day, Mr. Huayang was trapped by a demon of five dou of rice with a six-ghost evil formation. Zu Qingzhi once guided Qingyun to a sword and Quetianmen.

Naturally, human power cannot have a sword on Quetianmen, but it depends on Qingyun's unique perception of vibration.

Stone mountains can also collapse, and snowy mountains will be easier.

The resonance frequency of snow is already close to that of sound waves.

Qingyun knew that he could not defeat him, and even blocked the three powerful enemies in front of him.

So he deliberately let out a long roar, causing an avalanche, and burned his body with jade!

This battle group is backed by a cliff, and above it is a snow-covered slope.

Li Daoyuan and Xu brothers heard the rumbling sound at the top of the slope, and shouted together that they were not good, so they hurriedly searched for the thickest tree trunk beside them to fix their bodies.

The snow on the slope made a loud tsunami-like sound, as if it was grabbed by an invisible hand and pulled down forcefully...

The snow curtains droop, covering the sky and the sun.

It is difficult to distinguish between enemies and enemies.

Although King Jinna and his party have formed a sure killing force against Qingyun, wherever the power of heaven comes, where can they still have time to fight with others?

Qingyun's physical strength had been overdrawn and the avalanche fell. A cunning smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then his eyes turned black and he lost consciousness.

In the last picture he captured, the three people on the opposite side were all confused and embarrassed.

The snow on the snow is like a person in the sea of ​​people,

Each of them seems insignificant, but when they speak together, it is an unstoppable force.

Qingyun was able to induce this kind of power, but there was no good way to resist it.

He can only leave it to fate.

cold,

black,

despair.

Qingyun can no longer tell whether he is living in a dream or reality, or whether the dream is reality.

His most unforgettable dream was naturally the night when the five sons of the Snake Villa first joined the night of their rebellion.

At that time, under the influence of alcohol, he was also confused.

A hazy figure came over in a daze, and his blood boiled, dispelling the coolness of the night.

Human thinking is dominated by the subconscious in dreams and is most likely to have beautiful fantasies.

The hazy figure appeared in Qingyun's mind again.
To be continued...