The environment of the forest is complex, and the fog blocks most of the spiritual thoughts.

Chasing the enemy behind Yue Qiange, the sword light was sharp and the violent aura was like a giant axe to open the mountain. The crisscrossing slashes and piercings dispersed the fog in the sky.

As the distance gradually approached, the fog could not block the traces of blood splashing. Moreover, in the scorching and heavy momentum, there was also the sharp aura that was always chasing and dared not let go. This sharp sword edge belonged to Rou Qingyun, and only she would sacrifice her life and be determined to kill Yue Qiange!

"Damn this girl, she is really a master who keeps her pants and doesn't recognize others!" Yue Qiange thought hatefully.

Although Rou Qingyun is a woman, she has a good cultivation level and the sharp sword in her hand is the most invincible. Most of the wounds on Yue Qiange's body are left by her. Even as she gradually approaches, the clothes behind this demonic thief were cut into pieces of cloth.

It’s not that Yue Qiange’s equipment is not good, but because of too many battles, the specially made sect robes have damaged most of them, and even covering their bodies is very difficult, let alone protecting and harming them.

Rouqingyun's body technique is fast, so as to assault sharpness, the two sword lights in the side and back direction protect the flanks of Rouqingyun, one as hot as fire and the other as thick as a mountain.

The scorching one is naturally Li Yuanshan, the elder of Qianji Sect, and another heavy sword force belongs to the disciple of Elder Xin of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect.

The three sword lights made Yue Qiange feel the intensity of life and death at any time. The combination of his body's instinct and new soul, his proficiency gradually increased and gradually became harmonious. As the blood drifted, his movements became faster and faster, and his body movements became more and more erratic. His strong body exerted the power it should have in this complex environment.

Even in such a mess, Yue Qiange did not give up on the erosion and suppression of the sword box in his hand, because it is very likely that if he escaped from Qianjie Mountain, he would rely on this piece of equipment.

Walking through the forest in a mess, the breath of the sword box poured into the sword box, maintaining pressure, and the smoke-like breath was completely wrapped like a cocoon. The entangled smoke penetrated into the inside of the sword box, condensed into a skeleton-like shape, opened its mouth, completely transforming the remaining spiritual thoughts in the sword box, and the inner talisman veins and magic circles connected to the magic array, bombarding the fierce and manic external force, like a hideous strong man, bullying the weak woman!

The aura began to move, and the awkward feeling did not last long. After being strongly infused, after several times, all the links between the talismans and magic circles gradually became parts that you could use.

With one breath, I almost burst into my chest, sweating on my nose, and was in a mess. The sword energy on my robe also cut out several narrow holes. If I couldn't quickly open the distance, then those who were waiting for Yue Qiange would definitely be dead.

After a few distractions, the body bent into a strange shape in an impossible state. The smog that was about to rush out of the mouth was swallowed and endured the pain of stretching the body. He avoided a scattered sword light, but his hands were as calm as a mountain, his mind was calm, and he was orderly penetrated the awkward and familiar talisman. The sword box shining with green light was doing this final struggle. Then, a black aura filled the black aura. Then the black gradually became solemn, and finally the black light lingered and the crystal blossom was surging.

The skeleton transformed into black light swallowed the remains of the divine thoughts in the sword box and became a great meal to nourish oneself.

The magical martial arts are mysterious and vicious, and they are best at absorbing external objects and making up for themselves. Yue Qiange is now using only the secret method.

With the long laughter, Yue Qiange finally penetrated part of the talisman array in the sword box and was able to play some of the functions.

With confidence, you are not afraid of exposing your treasure. After having the sword box, as long as you operate it carefully, the chances of getting out of trouble will be greatly improved.

The sword box is the most popular prop for practitioners of the righteous path. No matter what direction the length is, you must always bring one around you. Whether it is fighting or pretending to be a B, it is indispensable.

The nine heavens of sword control look majestic, but it consumes countless vital energy from hard work, and it tilts like a flood; using a sword box is different. With countless talismans and magic circles, the consumption of oneself is greatly reduced. For practitioners, especially those who are not yet behind their cultivation, it is not only cool, but also practical.

Yue Qiange twisted his body and quickly escaped on the trunk. His well-proportioned body seemed to have no bones, like a poisonous snake surrounds the tree and old vines scattered branches.

After twisting his body several times, the sword light flashed over. The bent body shrank like a centipede and distorted a few times. At an impossible angle, he avoided the murderous intent that must be dead. He rubbed his feet on the trunk several times, adjusted the center of gravity, turned the snake shape, jumped, and landed accurately on the thrown sword box.

This time, you can bring the dragon into the sea and the tiger into the mountains and forests! You can also enjoy the pleasure of flying with your sword and completely get rid of the enemy.

There is a saying that goes: A heart is higher than the sky, and a life is thinner than paper!

Although the unfamiliar sword box poured Yue Qiange's breath and forcibly erased the internal divine imprint, how could it be like an arm to use a finger without actual practice?

Everyone has seen the brilliance of the sword fairy flying in the sky. Who can imagine how much effort it took to control the flying sword before this!

After shaking awkwardly, Yue Qiange almost stepped on the air under his feet. Not to mention standing firmly, even the sword box had to be out of control. He could hold the sword box with both hands, like a person who fell into the water holding the trunk, rolling all the way and falling into the woods.

This is just a joke!

It was precisely because of this mistake that the enemy lost their judgment. They did not expect that the most famous demonic killing general would even have two swords to control the weapon!

The sword edge chasing behind him set off an empty cannon for the first time and dissipated in the sky.

How could the righteous children in charge of chasing them know that they actually had such a big killing weapon that changed the original magic killing general to a programmer!

So, taking advantage of the fact that the enemy did not adjust in time, Yue Qiange had the opportunity to re-control the sword box, adjust his posture from the bushes, and rushed into the sky. Zhang laughed arrogantly: "Li Yuanshan, wash your asshole and wait. Grandpa will sooner or later turn your chrysanthemum into lotus roots, haha!"

Although the mouth was beautiful, the robe behind him was broken and blood from the wound flew scattered, making this originally good sentence without domineering!

Just now, because of the unstable operation of the sword box, the speed was slower for a moment before falling into the bushes. The sword light chasing behind me rubbed the chasing sword light, leaving behind terrifying wounds.

His face was as pale as paper, and now it was even more blue and gray!

The blood sprayed dyed the fog in the forest red. The lessons obtained by using blood made Yue Qiange roughly understand the operation of the sword box. Therefore, once again, the vitality burst out, the black fire rose, and the green light flowed. The magic array of the sword box was flattened, the talisman array flashed, and the figure in the red robe disappeared into the sea of ​​fog.

The fog had not completely covered the bloody traces. After chasing Yue Qiange, the sword light that followed opened three passages in the fog, twisting the eastwards, tearing a fan-like passage, but no trace of the enemy was seen again.

Jianhua is like a net, and in the area where Yue Qiange disappeared, it instantly became a big net. The righteous children who followed him chased him far away, but found no clues, so he could only stop the sword light hatefully.

It was just a short time to breathe, and Yue Qiange broke through the siege of the righteous children and calmly escaped from the battle. This just shows that Yue Qiange should not be defeated!

The strong man who always followed Yue Qiange and put endless pressure on him, but did not take any ruthless actions, had a stern face, a square face, a black jade crown, two flying swords around him, red light, a green robes covered with a little starlight, and a sign like a city tower embroidered on his chest, also had a golden color. This is the mark of the elite children in the Qianji Sect.

The vital energy that floated around her formed two vital energy dragons, gradually dissipating. Her murderous aura was restrained on her face, and her big sleeves floated, with boundless majesty and solemnity, rushed out of the man covering the sky in the dense forest, frowned: "Let the thief escape again. After today, let him breathe a sigh of relief. It would be difficult to kill him."

Such an aura must be a master, and among the masters chasing Yue Qiange, only Li Yuanshan, the elder of Qianji Sect, has such majesty.

While operating the sword box, Yue Qiange's movements were like a wild boar rubbing against a big tree, showing vulgarity and frigidity everywhere. However, this man was noble and elegant, and even the floating flames seemed to restrain his mania and became a tame pet, elegant and agile.

This is temperament! This is demeanor! This is the strength of a master!

Li Yuanshan calmed down and stroked the green robe he was wearing. He frowned and thought in his heart: "It has been more than ten days since he was chasing this thief. If he continues to entangle, it will be a bit unfavorable to the sect's plan. Do you have to continue?"

"Uncle Master, Qingyun has no face to survive, so he can only die to protect his chastity and reputation as a whole sect. I hope that Uncle Master can destroy this Qiu Liao for my Qianji Sect, so as not to lose the power of my sect."

The Rou Qingyun, who is known as the Qianhuan Fairy, is also wearing a green robe and a broadband around her waist, which shows her figure extremely tempting, especially her thick lips, which are extremely rosy; those long legs, just by looking at them, can imagine the power in it, as well as her white skin, her phoenix eyes, and her pointed chin, making people drool everywhere!

Li Yun Feilu, and even the righteous children of several flying lands around him, don’t know the reputation of the Qianhuan Fairy, but he is very upright and hates evil and treats others with no false colors.

The righteous monk following behind him looked at his nose, his nose, and his heart, and he looked like a master, but his divine thoughts had swept across the woman's plump body countless times, wishing he could hold it in his arms and keep it warm.

Rou Qingyun was in his exaggerated chest, and the silver tower mark was marked by a silver tower. This means that this woman with a hot figure and a huge posture was definitely not a vase, but an elite in the Qianji Sect. However, because of her age, her cultivation was worse than that of Li Yuanshan, but she was not comparable to those of the righteous children behind her. After all, the Qianji Sect was also a giant on Li Yunfei Land. She was called an elite child and was not an ordinary person.
Chapter completed!