Qin Zhishui's entire aura was climbing wildly incredibly, and an indescribable force surged in his body.

The masters of Wushuang City in the hall widened their eyes in shock.

What's going on?

How come the moment I held the knife, the city lord's strength seemed to have not only completely recovered, but also skyrocketed wildly.

...

In the sky.

Wen Fusheng has lost his patience.

He naturally heard what Ye Qingyu left behind.

Let the master of the knife come to kill me?

Haha, is Qin Zhishui?

It's simply a joke.

At this time, he knew who the young man in white might be from the discussion of the Tianhuang warrior who had begun to be excited from below. But he was not worried, but instead felt excited. This time he came to the Tianhuang Realm and crushed Tianhuang Martial Arts. He was originally for Ye Qingyu, but now he finally waited for the Ice Sword Killing God.

Wen Fusheng began to condense his vitality, enhance his strength, and release his momentum.

The black clouds rolled, with him as the center, and terrifying pressure spread out. In an instant, the entire Wushuang City was shrouded under the boundless black clouds. The black clouds seemed to be circling in vortexes, twisting and tearing above Wen Fusheng, as if a demon crawling out of hell was about to descend on this world, causing all the creatures below to tremble.

"Ye Qingyu, since he is here, why pretend to be mysterious? Come out for me."

Wen Fusheng opened his mouth, and the sound waves were like tides, and the demons blew up the heaven and earth.

He slapped it with a palm.

In an instant, a huge palm was printed in the sound field in the air, covering Fangyuan's book, and directly slapped at the Wushuang Sword Mansion below.

The void, the air bursts, and the light is distorted.

"not good!"

"careful!"

"No, what power is this?"

Countless powerful martial arts masters in Tianhuang were shocked when they saw this scene.

They realized that the foreign martial arts overlord had saved his strength before taking action and did not give his all. The power that burst out at this time was simply terrifying. It was not the martial arts power that belonged to this world at all. It was comparable to the palm of the gods and demons. In one palm, it was probably possible to destroy half of the Wushuang City.

Can Lord Ye block this attack?

Many people's hearts were hanging.

Seeing that the black giant palm of the god and demon were about to completely submerge the Wushuang Sword Mansion, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

A ray of sword light rose into the sky from the Wushuang sword mansion.

When the sword light first arises, it is like a ray of dark star light in the dark night. Compared with the huge black palm of the god and demon, it is almost neglected.

After that, a man followed closely, his momentum was like an arrow leaving the string, rising into the sky.

But... it is not Ye Qingyu, the Lord of the Palace of Light that everyone is looking forward to.

But Qin Zhishui.

The King of Unparalleled Knife Qin Zhishui.

Qin Zhishui, who had never even changed into armor, was just a shirt and shirt.

It turned out to be Qin Zhishui?

After distinguishing the identity of the man behind the sword light, countless powerful martial arts masters in Tianhuang were shocked, and the fire of hope that had just ignited in their hearts was instantly broken. Although I don’t know why the seriously injured Wushuang Blade King was said to have the power to take action, it is obvious that no matter how strong the will of the Wushuang Blade King is or how violent the resistance is, no one thinks that he has the strength to defeat Wen Fusheng.

Why didn’t Ye Qingyu take action?

Many people asked silently.

That is, at the same moment, Qin Zhishui, who rushed towards the black god and demon giant hand like a moth to the fire, came out of his knife.

[Incomparable Battle Knife] Gently raise it and slash it out with your backhand.

In an instant, the stars shone brightly.

The ray of dark star light burst out an incredible divine light within one ten thousand breath, illuminating the world like daytime. The divine light turned into a giant sword shadow that lasted thousands of meters long, and went against the sky, like a hot knife cutting butter. It lightly cut open and annihilated the black god and demon giant hand. Its remaining momentum was endless and it slashed out directly, and it even slashed the sky with one knife...

In an instant, everything was quiet.

Not only the martial arts powerhouses in the Tianhuang Realm, but also Wen Fusheng, who stood tall in the void, was stunned.

That knife... was so amazing!

In this world, there is such a sword technique?

The long wind blows the mountains, rivers and earth for three thousand miles.

Under the sky, there are all people watching the battle.

Wen Fusheng's expression gradually became solemn. He stared at Qin Zhishui, stared at the [Wu Shuang Battle Knife] in Qin Zhishui's hand, and asked in a deep voice: "What kind of knife technique is this?"

Qin Zhishui said nothing.

He rushed to fight in a hurry, and before he could wear his armor, he was wearing his underwear and his hair was loose, and he seemed to be in a very embarrassing state, but the long wind blew his black hair, as if the black silent flame was burning in his anger. Instead, he had an indescribable aura. The [Invincible Battle Knife] in his hand was spreading across his chest, like a pool of autumn water flowing in the void.

Show off the blade.

The second knife was cut out.

A ray of sword light is like a dark star, and the sword force is like silver again!

Wen Fusheng screamed, and immediately felt an unparalleled sharp knife intention locking him. Before the sword light arrived, he had already felt a severe pain of his body breaking.

He instantly realized that he could not stop this sword. When he wanted to dodge, it was too late, and the invisible sword light had already penetrated his body.

The remaining momentum of the sword light reached the sky, spreading the black demon clouds above the sky again into a huge gap of thousands of meters.

The cold moonlight shines in the gaps, and sparse starry light can be seen vaguely flashing in the cracks.

The strange phenomena of heaven and earth are beautiful.

Everyone's breathing stopped.

The martial arts powerhouses in the Tianhuang Realm all had the same posture. They looked up at the silent figure who was stepping into the void. They couldn't believe that the earth-shaking sword light just now was really the unparalleled sword king who had been defeated by Wen Fusheng ten days ago. With such strength, how could he lose ten days ago? But if there was no such strength, how should he explain the situation and scene in front of him?

Wen Fusheng's body was frozen in the void.

A terrifying and puzzled light flashed in his eyes. He stared at Qin Zhishui tightly, and said hoarsely: "This is not you... not... yes..."

Before he finished speaking, strands of sword lights were radiant from his body, as if mercury was flowing and tangling between his body. Before he could say anything, he was overwhelmed by the dazzling sword lights, and his body cracked one by one like broken porcelain, and burst into pieces with a bang, turning into powder.

A ray of black blood light burst out from the powder, screaming and quickly escaped towards the distant sky.

Qin Zhishui did not chase him, but was silent, raised his hand and slashed again.

Wushuang has a battle sword, the setting sun is like a demon, the sword rises and the ghosts are shocked, and the sword falls and the rivers are shaken!

This knife is a fallen sword, no longer a dark star.

This knife is a knife-falling style and is Yanxia.

The sword rises and the stars are shocked by the ghosts and gods, and the sword falls and the clouds and mountains and rivers are shaken by the mountains and rivers.

As soon as the sword light came out, it turned into a beautiful red smoke in the sky, and instantly covered the void. The black demon clouds in the sky seemed to be ignited, and instantly drifted like smoke. The red smoke also came first, catching up with the black blood light and shadow that had almost escaped a hundred miles away, igniting it, annihilated, and dissipated between the heaven and earth.

Cut out three swords and kill the enemy.

Above the sky, there is a crescent moon, a few stars, and it is cold and empty.

The night moonlight in Wushuang City has always been intoxicating.

But no one can appreciate such beautiful scenery at this time.

All the eyes between heaven and earth, except for one person, were focused on the body of the man holding a knife with disheveled hair and an underwear in the air.

The warriors from all over the world were shocked and excited.

Three swords slash Jue Fusheng, and finally made this sigh for the Tianhuang Martial Arts Realm.

These three swords made the morale of the Tianhuang warriors who had fallen to the lowest point soared again, strengthening the spirit of the Tianhuang warriors, and avoiding the Tianhuang martial arts world becoming a laughing stock in the vast world. Such a mythical record is believed to be enough to sensation the entire realm soon. At that time, Wushuang City will undoubtedly become the martial arts holy land in this realm again, and the reputation of Wushuang sword King Qin Zhishui will undoubtedly rise wildly and become the recognized number one person in the Tianhuang martial arts sect.

Of course, some people also realized that Qin Zhishui defeated first and then won, and the strangeness was definitely related to Ye Qingyu, the leader of the Palace of Light.

Thinking of the vast and shocking scene where Ye Qingyu drew his sword with one hand and recasted his fingers with his fingers. The sword intent swallowed up all over the sky, many powerful martial arts masters in Tianhuang had vaguely guessed some truth. I am afraid that at that time, Lord Ye improved the power of the [Wushuang Battle Sword] and then rescued and enhanced Qin Zhishui's strength. Therefore, there was the miracle of killing the bandits and splitting the sky with three swords just now. But even so, no one dared to underestimate Qin Zhishui today, because who can be sure that Qin Zhishui, who had already cut three swords, could still cut out the fourth, fifth, sixth, and even countless swords of the same power?

Wushuang Blade Mansion.

Qin Zhishui's wife Huang stood at the door of the room, surrounded by countless powerful men and disciples in Wushuang Dao City, and cried with joy.

As a wife, her reputation is not as good as her husband's safety. Seeing that her husband finally killed her opponent, she couldn't help but shed tears of joy. The fetus in her belly could also see her father, and she didn't have to worry about losing her husband. This is the happiest thing in the world. The past ten days just passed, for this gentle and virtuous young woman, the torment was terrible as if she had cut into pieces. Fortunately, she finally didn't have to worry anymore.

After reaching out to wipe away the tears, Huang looked at the young man in white not far away with curiousness.

She has also heard of the three words "Ye Qingyu, the Lord of the Palace of Light". This kind of world-renowned figure who once was a powerful martial arts sect in the world of Tianhuang. Not to mention that she is the wife of the city lord of Wushuang Sword City, even many yellow-haired children know that the name Ye Qingyu is so famous in the world. It is as high as the sky, and its prestige is even greater than that of the first female emperor in the world of all ages. Huang also heard her husband Qin Zhishui talk about the fact that he had fought side by side with Ye Qingyu, but Huang did not expect that this famous figure was so young and so handsome, and looked like a young man under the age of twenty.

Fortunately, my husband had a good relationship with such a person and had survived this disaster.

If the child in his womb could be a master of such a great figure, that would be great—

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