Fortunately, she was also a rare master. She was shocked for a while and then, Leng Lingqi had recovered from calmness. He took a breath and raised all the true energy in her body. He guided her to pour into the sword, bursting with a shi of dazzling light.

"cut!"

Suddenly, Yao Ruoyu shouted softly, and the Zhanhu sword above his head immediately fell. The evil aura surrounding the sword edge burned like flames, annihilated all the flame sword power along the way, and slashed towards Leng Lingqi with an indomitable aura!

Seeing the Zhanhu sword slashing down with evil spirits, Leng Lingqi narrowed his cold eyes slightly, and in just half a breath, she had already reacted.

He raised his heels slightly and then stepped on the ground. At this moment, facing the moment when the sword fell, Leng Lingqi ignored his defense at all. All the true energy in his body rushed into the sheathless fine magic sword. Even because the true energy rushed in too quickly, the air around the fine sword was slightly distorted, completely disturbed by the sword energy evolved from the true energy.

""Tongshen Sword Technique"!"

“【Windless】!”

With one step to kick the ground, Leng Lingqi's entire killing sword intent was included in the thin sword at this moment, and merged with the true energy and the sword force, turning into a terrifying sword energy like a wind blade, aiming at Yao Ruoyu's chest and slashed.

Do you want to kill me with a sword? Then I will also swing my sword to kill you! This is what Leng Lingqi is thinking at this moment. She doesn’t care at all about the result of being hit by the Zhanhu sword. Since the other party wants to kill her, then we will die together!

Feeling the determination of Leng Lingqi's sword, Yao Ruoyu's eyes twitched slightly, but his expression remained unchanged at all, and his body was even more motionless, allowing the sword force like a wind blade to hit him. However, his mind kept urging the Zhanhu sword, making the fallenness continue to increase, like a meteorite dragging the flame tail, slashing towards Leng Lingqi's head with extremely accurate accuracy.

Both of them were in such a defensive and attacking posture, which immediately frightened Wanyan Fuchan, Han Yiqi, Bai Jing and others around them. However, even Wanyan Fuchan had no time to take action, and could only watch the two of them being hit by each other's sword force, splashing out large pieces of blood.

Seeing Yao Ruoyu's chest being penetrated by the wind blade-like sword force, Wanyan Fuchan suddenly felt dizzy and almost fainted. If it weren't for the killer's instinct that forced her to keep her mind alive, she might have killed Bai Jing and others madly the next moment.

However, the next moment, Wanyan Fuchan, whose eyes were filled with tears, suddenly saw in surprise that the figure pierced with his chest slowly dissipated like foam. At the same time, Yao Ruoyu's figure slowly emerged not far away from about two or three meters away.

But unlike Wanyan Fuchan's surprise, Yao Ruoyu frowned and looked at Leng Lingqi. The other party was cut in half by his sword. However, before the blood was splashed out, the figure slowly dissipated, and Leng Lingqi's figure slowly emerged from the side.

"Illusion?" Leng Lingqi said coldly at Yao Ruoyu.

Squinted his eyes and felt the residual fluctuations of Leng Lingqi's spiritual magic. Yao Ruoyu suddenly raised his eyebrows and said, "Supply the Death Talisman?"

Neither of them answered each other's questions, but after asking them on their own, they became silent thoughtfully.

Yao Ruoyu, who practices tricks, is naturally quite proficient in illusion. Just now, he seemed to have not dodged or dodged, but in fact he had secretly used tricks to escape, so Leng Lingqi's sword had actually hit a phantom before.

At the same time, the reason why Leng Lingqi endured a sword was because she had a strange thing like a plaque for death, which could create a fake body when she suffered fatal injuries and transfer all the injuries, so she did not hurt Leng Lingqi.

After a few breaths of silence, Leng Lingqi's body suddenly jumped, and the thin sword in his hand trembled like a willow branch, and it divided into countless sword energy, hitting Yao Ruoyu's whole body, either solid or virtually.

These sword energy may be real or fake, and the number is large, even if Yao Ruoyu's spiritual consciousness is powerful, he cannot clearly distinguish it for a while. He can only rise up from the sword and draw out a blazing sword light to block all the sword energy flying towards him.

However, just as Yao Ruoyu defended his sword, Leng Lingqi's wrist suddenly shook, and the originally chaotic and changeable sheathless divine sword suddenly stood up, like a stinging sword. In an instant, all the sword energy in the sky fell back and turned into a sharp and sharp sword rainbow, which fell on the Zhanhu sword as lightly as if it were understatement.

This sword seemed to be underestimated, but in fact it had a great force. Even though Yao Ruoyu's destruction sword was extremely focused on power, he felt a pain in his forehead at this moment, and the entire Zhanhu sword was shaken away, and even the spiritual consciousness attached to it was hit by a huge shock.

"really……"

A sneer was raised at the corner of his lips, Leng Lingqi moved his body several times, and grabbed Yao Ruoyu like a ghost: "The King of Hezhou is amazing, but his melee level is really unsatisfactory. No wonder the prince always isolated me ten feet away, just because he was worried that I would appear behind me, right?"

In just a few words, Leng Lingqi's thin sword broke through the air with a sharp sword light, and slashed straight towards Yao Ruoyu's left shoulder.

Yao Ruoyu reacted very quickly. He was about to dodge the sword with a flash of his body. At the same time, he hooked his fingertips, and the Frost Xi sword on his waist was instantly out of the sheath, and with bursts of cold force, he quickly collided with the sword from the air. In an instant, the sword overflowed, and even shook the two of them back several steps.

With a sword blocking Leng Lingqi, Yao Ruoyu raised his right hand and waved it. The Zhanhu sword immediately flew back and was held in his hand. At the same time, the Frost Xi sword also flew up and kept wandering around him.

Seeing Yao Ruoyu catching his attacks several times in a row, Leng Lingqi narrowed his eyes slightly, and then asked lightly: "Dare you ask, what kind of sword skills is the prince?"

"Secret news from the master, I'm sorry, I can't tell you." Yao Ruoyu nodded slightly and said with a smile.

Leng Lingqi snorted coldly when he heard this, and returned to his cold face: "So what if you don't tell me? Your sword skills just now are called "The Secret Sword of the Heart" called the Spiritual Sword? People are speculating about the King of Hezhou, but they didn't expect that they would be the descendant of the Xinjian Sect."

Although Leng Lingqi misunderstood, Yao Ruoyu was too lazy to explain more. He gently raised the Zhanhu sword in his hand and smiled and said, "Captain Leng, do you still have to continue fighting now?"

Leng Lingqi sneered when he heard this and said disdainfully: "Why not?" As soon as she finished speaking, she ignored Yao Ruoyu's answer. She jumped out in a flash. The thin sword with an extremely cold sharp sword force tangled straight towards Yao Ruoyu's waist and abdomen.

At this moment, Yao Ruoyu had already focused his mind to the extreme and stared at the origin of the thin sword. Zhanhu sword suddenly poked out and pressed accurately on the stabbing thin sword like an understatement. Then the sword shadow split into two, one still pressed on the thin sword, and the other swirled back to Leng Lingqi and slashed towards her back.

Yao Ruoyu came out with a sword, and saw Leng Lingqi's figure in front of him twisted several times. He actually avoided his sword. At the same time, he stabbed back with a backhanded sword. The murderous intent at the tip of the sword surged, and he directly grabbed his left eye.

This sword was a backhanded attack by Leng Lingqi. It came very abruptly, as fast as lightning. It was even more stalwart when Yao Ruoyu had just set out the sword. If someone else had changed, he would definitely not have time to defend at this moment, so he could only be blinded by Leng Lingqi's left eye.

But Yao Ruoyu is not an ordinary person after all. He is a spiritual consciousness that is far from the same level as his practice. Although this sword is fast, it is far from the limit of his reaction.

In the flash of lightning, Yao Ruoyu suddenly raised his sword, and the Zhanhu sword lightly stabbed the sword of the sheathless fine divine sword. Leng Lingqi's sword was a thin sword after all, and the Zhanhu sword was a martial arts long sword. Yao Ruoyu took a striking action and immediately broke the true energy attached to the thin sword, causing the sword to return to its soft state and no longer had the previous smell of killing.

After breaking Leng Lingqi's counterattack, Yao Ruoyu's true energy moved and rushed into Zhanhu sword and slashed it hard, as if he wanted to slash Leng Lingqi in half.

However, he reacted quickly here, and Leng Lingqi did not react slowly. He immediately used his true energy to rush into the sword. His entire sword shook, and immediately he was as hard as iron, and he stood up horizontally, and was about to block Yao Ruoyu's slash.

This time, the collision of the two sharp swords did not shatter as before. After this confrontation, Yao Ruoyu's destructive sword intent completely overwhelmed Leng Lingqi's killing sword intent. However, with one blow, the cold and cold killing sword intent instantly exploded, and Leng Lingqi's whole body was cut out of countless wounds by the destructive sword intent. The blood was absorbed by the sword intent, and turned into a thick blood red and merged into the sword force, which seemed even more terrifying.

The body was injured, but Leng Lingqi's attack became more and more crazy. The sheathless fine magic sword almost turned into a phantom in her hand. The dense sword energy almost swept across the world, and frantically cut into Yao Ruoyu's whole body. However, Yao Ruoyu had already sacrificed the defensive spirit to block all the sword energy that had been spilled.

Wanyan Fuchan and others looked from afar and saw Yao Ruoyu standing still. The Zhanhu sword in his hand was as black as a demon, and he picked, blocked or stabbed, forcing Leng Lingqi and his sword to make it difficult for him to get close to half a step. He could only wander around him, and from time to time the sword force leaked out, slashing several feet of sword marks on the surrounding ground.

After a fight of about half a cup of tea, Leng Lingqi finally understood the gap between him and the other party at this moment. He let out anger and roared unwillingly, decisively withdrew his sword and retreated, and said sadly: "You won!"

"You're welcome." Yao Ruoyu nodded and smiled when he heard this. Just as he was about to speak, his faces, Leng Lingqi, Wanyan Fuchan and the other two suddenly changed. They turned their heads in horror and looked at the mountain road below. Han Yiqi, Bai Jing and others were a little puzzled, but the next moment they jumped up and looked down at the mountain like the three of them.

At the same time, a terrifying murderous intent that almost covered the world rose from the bottom of the mountain. This murderous intent was really terrifying. The rich murderous intent had condensed into substance and transformed into a virtual image like the god of death, suspended above everyone's heads.

At this moment, neither Yao Ruoyu, Leng Lingqi, or Wanyan Fuchan and others could not help but feel despair because this murderous intent... was a power that only existed in the six realms!

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