Seeing this, Li Rang's pupils contracted violently, and his heart was full of doubts. How long has it been, how could his strength be so terrible? Without saying a word, he took out a fireworks and lit them in the air. The Qingjian Sect scattered everywhere saw the master.

The gathering signal of the gate quickly came to meet.

The three elders of Qingjian Sect came first, and saw the phantom of the sword saint on Yan Yin's body, and then looked at Xie Qingyun opposite him, and were all shocked.

"Senior brother, how are you?"

"Not hindrance."

Yan Yin had been fired out of the true fire at this moment. He waved his hand and told the three junior brothers not to get close. He silently recited with his fingers. The sword saint's phantom also pointed, his lips moved, and thunder gradually emerged in the void.

"Thousand Illusion Mirror Thunder Sword!"

A huge sword wrapped in lightning stretched out from the void, and the air in the entire venue was sucked by the sword. The strong wind "swayed". As the wind and clouds changed, the sword had already headed straight towards Xie Qingyun.

By then, the lightning destroys everything.

Xie Qingyun shook his body, three mirror images stood side by side with him, four mammoths appeared side by side, and the audience felt in a trance, as if time and space had returned to ancient times, just as the glaciers were thawing, and all kinds of strange beasts were hungry and hunting everywhere.

The army roared in the face of the invading enemy Ang Tian and then launched a charge.

Double Elephant Quartet!

The space was like a wave that was pushed forward, breaking through the aura created by the thunder sword. After the entire shell was peeled off, the lightning light gradually faded, and finally the huge sword body,

The shattered one after another, and the last aftermath hit Yan Yin. He was knocked out and he felt the Qi Mansion shake and his face turned pale, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

The three elders caught him behind him, his expression was a bit scary.

Xie Qingyun was angry and suddenly said, "Please ask the head of Yan to discipline his disciples. It doesn't matter if he was beaten to death outside because he was beaten to death. It has caused the reputation of Qingjian Sect and the beatings you. It's really not worth it."

"You..." Yan Yin's face turned red and white, and after he tried to calm down, "Okay, today my disciples are asking for trouble, but Qingjianmen will never tolerate the traitors who killed their fellow disciples.

I’ll hand it over and we’ll leave immediately!”

At this moment, the Qingjian Sect had already gathered about. Although there were only more than 100 people, they were all elites representing the country to participate in the competition.

Xie Qingyun said lightly: "I have let Zhu Chenyu go. It is better to stop when the leader Yan sees it."

"Just because you want to interfere in the internal affairs of my Qingjian Sect?" Yan Yin said coldly.

"He is not only one." Shen Manqing slowly walked to Xie Qingyun's side, with a cold look, as if he was looking at them, but seemed to be looking at nothing.

Yan Yin was stunned: "Qing'er, are you going to be an enemy of the master for an outsider?"

Shen Manqing clenched her fists and looked at Yan Yin, saying word by word: "Shen Manqing is dead, you chose it!"

Yan Yin showed bitterness on his face, and he sighed: "Qing'er, I have something to let you down, but the past is gone. You have new opportunities now, so why bother to be confined to the past?"

Shen Manqing pursed her lips tightly and refused to respond to a word again.

Yan Yin said: "No matter what, it is true that Xiao Shuang killed his fellow disciples. We must take him back for trial, otherwise how can Qingjianmen gain a foothold in Dongli? Xie Qingyun, you are determined to go against Qingjianmen?"

The young master has offended the Nine Immortal Realm, and he still cares about the Qingjian Sect? Xie Qingyun raised his eyebrows, "Yan Yin, let me tell you, Xiao Shuang is guaranteed today. Even if the Heavenly King comes, I can't take him away!"

"oh?"

At this time, someone in the Qingjian Sect chuckled. When the Qingjian Sect disciples saw him, they all showed a look of awe and gave way.

The man walked up to the front, and the Qingjianmen, including Yan Yin, bowed to him and bowed: "See the Special Envoy."

Chen Manqing saw the other person's face clearly, looked shocked, and sent a voice to Xie Qingyun: "Be careful, this person comes from Qingcheng Mountain, named Li Hongming, and his original body is a sword cultivator at the peak of the second realm."

Xie Qingyun nodded and said that he already knew it.

Li Hongming has a medium figure, wearing a dark red half of his arms inside, a green robe on the outside, and the sword light is faintly visible on his body, even in his eyes, it gives people the mistake of shooting sword energy at any time.

It feels that its overall pressure is given to people.

He looked at Chen Manqing with a faint smile, and then looked at Xie Qingyun, "Little boy, do you dare to say what you said just now?"

"If you are not deaf, I don't think I need to say it again." Xie Qingyun walked forward slowly two steps, blocking the strong pressure from Li Hongming.

Chen Manqing felt a little strange in her heart. She always felt that she was always like a weak woman in front of Xie Qingyun who needed protection.

"If you are deaf, you can't hear me if I say it a few more times." Xie Qingyun reached out and pressed the knife, breathing into a state of mysterious and mysterious state like nothingness.

"You are very interesting." Li Hongming smiled faintly, pointed a little at the sword, and an invisible force field rose up on his body. You can't see it, but you can feel it. I don't know how much sword energy is "buzzing" inside. With a sound, this aura pressed towards Xie Qingyun like a tsunami.

Crack!

Xie Qingyun drew his sword, and the night was shocked. The second stage of the rebirth of the dead ascension - the artistic conception of the three levels of fusion was as clear as a painting. The artistic conception of the tiger roared on the ground, and the deafening tiger king roared in the venue.

The ground of the venue was stripped inch by inch, and the shock wave transformed from the long roar broke through the sword energy like a broken bamboo, causing Li Hongming's clothes to roar.

Li Hongming still smiled faintly: "Interesting." His sword finger hooked, and the sword energy that was fed back was revived, like countless birds singing. This time, both the sound and the graphics became clear and real. It seemed that a great tide of sword energy really appeared, and it swarmed into a crazi wave of sword energy and rushed towards Xie Qingyun.

Xie Qingyun turned his wrist and pulled a knife in Chang Ye.

A magic array suddenly appeared on the ground, and countless red sword energy surged out of the magic array, forming a complete figure - the blooming red shore flower.

To be precise, it is the "blue of the other side that blooms in a desperate situation."

Li Rang screamed: "This is the ultimate skill of my senior sister. He is not a sword cultivator at all, how is that possible!"

Regardless of whether it is possible, the artistic conception of "Red Side Flower" covers the entire venue, and there are faults in the void wherever it passes. The great tide of sword energy is clearly divided into two sections, and the artistic conception continues to spread, and the space continues to break down, waiting for all sword energy to be destroyed, and everything The process is so gentle and soothing, as if the entire layout is gently re-outlined on the painting.

This is the second stage of the rebirth of the Dead Ear. The increase in the power of the move is just a coincidence. The integration, dismantling and application of the three artistic conceptions are its true meaning.

All the sword energy released by Li Hongming was destroyed. If he wanted to "paint" again, he had to break the "Red River Flower" first. He could no longer remain calm, his face became extremely exciting, but his movements were not slow, he turned the tricks and cast a spell. The round magic array appears upright, and then outlines the real mirror. The red shore flower penetrates into it and climbs freely on the mirror...

In the end, the mirror failed to hold on and exploded, and the power of the red shore flower came to an end and slowly disappeared intovisibility.

The whole audience was shocked. Before Xie Qingyun could move, he broke through the two attacks of the Qingchengshan Special Envoy, and even almost counterattacked him.

After the artistic conception of "Red Side Flower" collapsed, it did not disappear, but returned to Xie Qingyun and reorganized with the other two artistic conceptions into a complete figure. In this complete artistic conception, he was as leisurely as an outing.

He hooked his hand at the Qingjianmen people and said leisurely: "It's too troublesome to go one by one, so you might as well try it together."

This immediately caused an uproar.

The disciples of the Qingjian Sect all pointed their fingers, as if they were about to rush up the next moment.

Li Hongming looked stern: "Little kid, Qingjianmen may not be anything to you, but behind me is the entire Qingcheng Mountain, are you so impatient to die?" His sword light was beating, and the void in the venue began somehow.

distortion.

Xie Qingyun suddenly restrained his expression: "I don't know how this Special Envoy Li is compared to the Nine Phoenix Immortal Lord of the Nine Immortal Realm?"

"What do you want to say?" Li Hongming narrowed his eyes.

Xie Qingyun said word by word in a slow tone: "Half a month ago, the Nine Phoenix Immortal Lord instigated Yunlei Sect to plot against my country, and I killed a clone of my thoughts. Why do you think I dare not kill you?"

The pronunciation is rising word by word, and when it comes to "kill you", the soul power released from the long night climbs

At the peak, the entire artistic conception is as strong as the essence, like the scorching sun in the sky, and the fierce panic makes it difficult to look at it directly.

"Fellow Daoist Qingyun is very free and does not fear power. He is truly a model for us."

At this time, a Taoist flew out of the crowd, strolled in the void, and bowed generously to Xie Qingyun.

"Jiangchuan, what do you mean?" Li Hongming said coldly.

"What does it mean?" Jiang Chuan looked puzzled and said in a playful tone, "I'm just talking about my heart. Why is it touching your envoy Li's pain point?"

Xie Qingyun smiled and bowed and returned the greeting.

"Is this what the Shangyesi means, or is it due to your personal factors?" Li Hongming ignored the other party's joke and pointed the question directly at the core.

Jiang Chuan smiled faintly and said, "What does this have to do with you? My fellow Taoist Qingyun has a short period of practice. If you fight him, you are bullying the small ones. I just don't like you or are not convinced. Let's fight."

Zhu Chenyu was sober with Li Rang's help. When he heard this, he looked at him and felt storm in his heart. Why did the people in the Night Patrol Office want to help Xie Qingyun stand up?...

"Okay." Li Hongming laughed in anger.

"Two, please do it slowly." At this moment, Wan Lei led the guards of Pengcheng Chamber of Commerce to come late. He bowed to the two bosses in the lower world, "This is the place for business, you two move

When I start, I’m really overturned and I’ll smash the jobs of many people. Please give me some credit.”

Li Hongming didn't intend to give him face at all, but suddenly he saw a man beside him, and his heart jumped and he quickly flew to the man, "I don't know the palace master's immortal carriage, so I'm so frightened."
Chapter completed!