Du Qing stretched out his right hand and held the hilt of the sword in the cold wind.

With a choke, he pulled Park Jin out of his sheath.

This sword is very slender, but extremely heavy... the lines are smooth but not beautiful, the sword edge is not sharp and simple, it is a real sword used to kill people.

Du Qing held the sword in one hand and rushed towards Kunlunke.

His degree is getting faster and faster, and he is about to turn into a black shadow.

The afterimage behind the black shadow is the shadow of the sword. Du Qing lets the sword maintain its original appearance, which is extremely smooth and simple.

Perhaps because... he wanted to use the simplest sword technique.

Because he firmly believes that the simplest one is the most powerful one.

He was obviously a few feet away from Kunlunke. But his sword had already appeared in advance.

That is, it is rushing straight, then sweeping horizontally, then lifting diagonally... and finally slashing down.

Du Qing was planning to do this.

He knew that Kunlunke could understand how he was going to do this.

He really wanted to know how Kunlunke would take it. If Kunlunke really took this sword, then he believed that it was his own chance.

Kunlunke did not choose to take Du Qing's long-standing sword, nor did he choose to temporarily avoid the sword edge... As a strong man who came out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood, his best attitude is melee combat, so how could he be afraid of this simple and powerful sword?

He said before that he was still young and had no use of the most powerful means.

At this moment, he finally moved.

He stood on the stage... closed his eyes, stretched his hands, still bleeding, into the cold night wind. The qi in the sea of ​​consciousness burst out and immediately merged into the world around him. In the air, he picked up strands and kneaded them into ropes.

Beside him was a blood-colored military flag.

That is the battle flag of Kunlunke.

The military flag slowly fluttering in the wind seemed to hear the military order, and suddenly became tense, dancing in front of the courtyard gate, like a monster trying to break free from the chain and fight in front of the formation!

Before Kunlun guests entered the venue, they inserted the military flag deeply into the stone ground. Several cracks of rocks were shaken by the flagpole. At this time, the military flag was uneasy and the flagpole kept shaking. The cracks on the ground suddenly became deeper and wider, spreading around, looking like a spider tripod.

With a slight breaking sound, the stone ground under the flagpole burst into pieces, and the gravel splashed everywhere. The military flag struggled out of the ground and roared up. There was a hurricane in front of the courtyard.

The blood flags torn into pieces by the wind fell down.

A terrifying sound rang out from the low night clouds above the field, and a black shadow could be seen faintly.

It was as if someone was walking in the clouds with a sword.

I don’t know that the military flag had broken, and only the flagpole was left roaring in the clouds.

He was sprinting on the cliff at this time, with only the figure of Kunlun Guest in his eyes. However, at this moment, a warning suddenly appeared in his heart, and a fragment in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly became bright.

In the flash of lightning, he stepped heavily on a rock protruding on the cliff wall, and forced his body to twist in the air, facing the direction of Kunlunke, and poured the heavy and strong Park Jian into an impenetrable sword flower. Wherever the sword flower swept, stone dust flew around!

Suddenly, a black shadow like a stick broke out of the cloud and fell to the cliff in a moment. It was extremely unreasonable and pierced into the sword flower in front of him.

There was a loud bang.

Du Qing felt an irresistible huge force, which was transmitted to him along Park Jian.

His body was still in the air and was hit hard, and he suddenly fell heavily, and then fell down.

Du Qing stood up from the ground, wiped off the blood from his lips, and looked at the dark stick-like object held by Kunlun Guy, and felt a strong sense of warning in his heart.

Kunlunke looked at him, his eyes gradually narrowed, as if something strange was revealed.

Du Qing asked, "What is this?"

Kunlunke said: "Gun."

The bloody military flag was left with only the flagpole.
Chapter completed!