Ye Zun held a long sword in his hand and stood up to try to stop Zhao Yu, but the sword-controlling technique burst out with powerful power, which made him instantly shaken back by the flying sword, and the long sword in his hand turned into pieces.

At this time, Zhao Yu used the sword-controlling technique and became a king who was unrivaled on the battlefield. Wherever he passed, all the prisoners who dared to stop were stirred into meat paste.

"As long as I destroy the formation, you will all die."

Seeing that the formation hub was getting closer, Zhao Yu snorted coldly and repelled Lao Hei and the bull-headed monster.

But then, a figure appeared in front of Zhao Yu, and his vitality burst out like a surging wave, which made Zhao Yu's long sword tremble and his body couldn't help but pause.

"It's you kid again. I haven't killed you before. You're lucky. You dare to stop me." Zhao Yu stared at Qin Chengdao.

"I think you were lucky last time, otherwise you would have been dead."

Qin Cheng said lightly: "And in my opinion, your sword technique is nothing but Er. I just understand the surface. It's a pity that this set of swords is in your hands."

"What a arrogant boy, now I'm using this sword technique to cut your head, and see how you still shout."

Regarding sword control techniques, Zhao Yu asked himself about his research and thorough understanding of the art of sword control, and where could he bear the humiliation of Qin Cheng after more than a month of research.

His eyes chilled. He stretched out his hand and pointed.

Among the ninety-nine Nanke swords, half of the flying sword suddenly rushed out, like a sword dragon, carrying the astonishing sword force and pounced towards Qincheng.

Qin Cheng's face was calm, and the long sword in his hand was slightly brighter.

He had only used the sword-controlling technique himself before, and he was also curious about the power of this technique in Zhao Yu's hands.

At this time, almost everyone's eyes were focused on Qin Cheng in the air.

They held their breath one after another. If Qin Cheng lost and Zhao Yu touched the formation, the form would be completely troublesome.

Shocked everyone.

Bang bang bang bang!

The Nanke swords shot by Zhao Yu flew over, looking extremely sharp, but Qin Cheng turned the long swords in his hand and easily picked them away one by one.

This sword move that Zhao Yu had never made any progress before seemed to be in danger in front of Qin City.

Qincheng was at ease and had no impact.

"Sure enough, your sword skills are too bad and you are not worthy of such a good sword." Qin Cheng said contemptuously.

"Rareless! I didn't show my true skills, but you still think you are so strong."

Zhao Yu shouted angrily, and he stretched out his hand again. This time, the ninety-nine Nanke swords trembled slightly, all turned into a rainbow, and shot towards Qincheng.

This time, as the number of flying swords increased, Qincheng seemed to be quite struggling. Finally, the long swords fell down and stabbed the armor of the Divine Power King, knocking Qincheng to the ground.

The earth stirred up a lot of smoke and dust, and Qin Cheng's figure was shrouded in it, and life and death were unknown.

"I thought you were so strong, but I was just a stubborn person."

Zhao Yu smiled coldly, reached out to recall Nan Kejian, and then he shook his figure and came to the formation hub.

As long as this formation is destroyed, everything will be over.

"I'm not dead yet. Where are you going?"

But at this moment, a calm voice sounded again.

Zhao Yu's smile froze. Seeing Qin Cheng slowly walk out of the smoke, he was almost unharmed except for the armor transformed by the energy of his body.

"You're fine."

"I said your swordsmanship is too bad and you are not worthy of this set of swords."

Qin Cheng threw away the severely damaged long sword in his hand. If the temporary long sword was not of insufficient texture, it would not have been knocked down by Zhao Yu's subsequent attack.

So this time, Qin Cheng flew towards Zhao Yu, and simply fisted naked, not even using a sword.

"court death!"

Seeing Qin Cheng dared to attack him actively, Zhao Yu's eyes turned cold, and Nan Ke sword flew beside him, forming a rapid storm vortex.

"What is this kid doing? Are you looking for death?"

In the Fire Dragon Prison, when he saw Qin Cheng taking the initiative to attack, the old man from Black Mist roared.

Even though they were separated by the prison, they could see from their past experience that Zhao Yu used an extremely superior method, and there were ninety-nine flying swords to assist.

With such power, even if they fight with Zhao Yu, they will avoid his edge and choose to attack from a distance instead of melee.

Just like Qincheng chose before.

At this time, Qin Cheng not only gave up his weapons, but also took the initiative to attack. Do you want to rely on a pair of flesh fists to deal with those extremely sharp long swords?

Everyone in the audience was stunned. Ye Zun and his beard were also stunned and stared at Qin Cheng.

Zhao Yu was also unbelievable. He looked at Qin Cheng coldly, intending to see the other party die under the cutting of his sharp blade.

call!

Qin Cheng's figure soon flew into a storm composed of ninety-nine flying swords, and his body was quickly covered by sword light.

But facing the rotation of flying swords, Qin Cheng seemed to have insight into everything. He walked through the blade with strange steps. Even if there were occasionally blades that could not be avoided, he reached out and pointed them. The blades turned in a direction.

This scene gives people a very shocking feeling.

It was like the flying swords in front of Qin Cheng were not enemies, but surrendered to his arrangement.

"If you want to break my sword formation, you dream."

Zhao Yu's pupils shrank, and he shouted loudly. The sword blade storm changed again. The Nanke sword stirred up a huge wind and waves, and the spiritual waves soared into the sky. It completely covered Qin Cheng's figure.

Bang bang bang bang!

There were muffled sounds in the storm, and the sound of impact continued, as if Qincheng could not stop the impact of the sword blade this time, and his aura was swallowed up by the storm.

After a while, even the sound of impact disappeared, and Qincheng disappeared.

"It's just a joke to get a mantis armed in a car."

Zhao Yu smiled confidently, turned around and slapped the formation hub with his palm.

However, at the same time, a ghostly voice appeared behind him.

"The mantis is in a car? You are right, but unfortunately the mantis is you."

A cold sound rang out.

Zhao Yu's expression changed drastically, and he turned around suddenly.

Qin Cheng appeared in front of him.

"How is it possible that you are not dead?" Zhao Yu screamed.

At the same time, a sharp blade pierced out and instantly pierced through Zhao Yu's chest.

Zhao Yu's eyes widened in an instant, feeling the severe pain from his chest. He looked at the person who came with an incredible face.

"You dare to turn back if you don't kill the enemy. You are so old that you are alive to the dog's stomach."

"You, you!"

Qin Cheng was standing in front of him at this time, and the sword blade storm had stopped at some point. Ninety-nine Nanke swords fell around Qin Cheng, trembling slightly as if they were worshipping him.

Qin Cheng actually traveled through his sword blade storm, not only unscathed, but also pierced himself with the Nanke sword. This made Zhao Yu unacceptable.

"You actually killed me with my sword."

Zhao Yu's body was in a severe pain and shouted: "I don't understand why you can see through the sword formation and control the Nanke sword."

Blood was overflowing from the corner of Zhao Yu's mouth, and under the stirring of the long sword, his body and soul began to weaken.

He knelt on the ground with a thud and stared at Qin Cheng. At this time, he had no other thoughts, just wanted to understand the doubts in his mind before he died.
Chapter completed!