"Hahaha."

Guan Tai laughed wildly, sweeping away the gloomy look.

He looked at Zhou Qing's figure and became more and more pleasing to him. The Yunwu Kingdom finally produced a decent genius.

"Blackface, you geniuses in the Great Zhou Dynasty are just like this. You are still killed by my sister-in-law Yunwu Kingdom with one sword. It's really vulnerable."

Guan Tai attacked the Black-faced General with words, and at the same time hit the morale of the Great Zhou.

He was very happy. For two rounds, they were killed by Mingchuan, which made him have the idea of ​​personally wiping out the other party. Now Zhou Qing has made a strong move back, which not only boosts Yun Wu's morale, but also weakens Da Zhou's arrogance.

If Zhou Qing lost just now, then their morale of Yun Wu would really be in a slump.

Fortunately, Zhou Qing did not disappoint him.

The black-faced general had a pale face and felt extremely depressed.

Mingchuan is one of the few geniuses in the Great Zhou Dynasty. This time he went to fight to hit the morale of Yunwu Kingdom. The plan was indeed successful at the beginning, but he unexpectedly had a monster like Zhou Qing.

However, if you lose someone but not lose the formation, the black-faced general naturally cannot weaken his aura and shouted: "Guan Tai, don't be proud. You Yunwu has only won one game, what's there to be happy about?"

"Ha ha!"

Guan Tai laughed: "A battle is enough to defeat your strongest genius!"

"Just, my Great Zhou martial arts are flourishing, and there are so many people who practice martial arts. Mingchuan is only a middle-class disciple among the same level of disciples, and is not considered the strongest genius!" As he said that, he swept back and said, "My good man from Great Zhou, who would go up and kill this beast?"

"General, I'll kill him!"

At this time, a young man with thin body, sunken eyes, slightly thin lips, and a face like an eagle stood up and said.

Hei Mian nodded and said, "Go and let the people of Yunwu Kingdom see what a real genius is!"

The thin boy nodded and sneered.

boom!

A powerful force bloomed out, and the martial soul behind the boy was blooming, which was the eagle martial soul among the beast-type martial souls. The eagle's phantom was sharp and wild.

The sound of the eagle roar came out, and a whirlwind rolled up under the young man's feet, and his figure suddenly disappeared. When it appeared again, it was already in front of Zhou Qing.

"die!"

The young man turned his palm into claws, and on the five-finger claws, he exuded the sharp breath of demon wildness.

This man went straight to the battlefield without any hello, and directly attacked Zhou Qing, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Damn it, there is no rule for the competition. He is really a group of barbarians!" Yun Wuguo immediately cursed.

Da Zhou retorted: "This is a battlefield. Are there rules on the battlefield?"

Zhou Qing's eyes narrowed, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and his left hand rushed towards the captured eagle claws.

The folded palm and sharp claws were about to part. Zhou Qing's body suddenly flashed back. He glanced at his palm and was grabbed by a piece of flesh. Blood kept oozing through it, and it was extremely painful.

"Awesome." Zhou Qing said in his heart. The opponent's strength was more than twice as high as Mingchuan, almost the same as Zhao Feichen.

It is worthy of being the prevalent martial arts of the Great Zhou, where martial arts are popular and the people are fierce, the genius disciples who emerged, both in terms of martial arts talent and strength, are stronger than those in the Yunwu Kingdom.

If it were other eighth level warriors in Qiwu Realm, they would probably not be their opponents.

"It's worthy of being Senior Brother Yuwen Ying, and you can hurt this kid with just one claw."

"Haha, Senior Brother Yuwen Ying is the seventh master of the outer sect in Xuanming Sect. He is an invincible existence under the ninth level of Qiwu Realm. He is as powerful as a warrior in the middle level of Qiwu Realm. How could that boy Yunwu be the opponent of Senior Brother Yuwen!"

"The people in Yunwu Kingdom are all frogs in the well, but how could they know how powerful my Xuanming Sect disciples are?"

When the disciples of the Xuanming Sect of the Great Zhou Dynasty saw that Yuwen Ying had a claw, Zhou Qing was injured, and they all sneered.

"Do you regret it now? It's a pity that it's too late?" Yuwen Ying looked at Zhou Qing opposite him, with sharp eyes and a faint sarcastic smile on his lips, mocking Zhou Qing for overestimating his ability and coming to die.

Zhou Qing shook his head. If the other party had not been attacked by a sneak attack just now, it would have been impossible for him to hurt him.

However, Zhou Qing was too lazy to say more, and his body moved as his heart moved. The green fish appeared under his feet. The sound of thunder exploded in the air, and the long sword turned into a ray of light and stabbed at Yuwen Ying.

Yuwen Ying did not dodge or avoid, his sharp claws were like hooks, and he swung directly towards the sword, causing the tip of the sword to tilt, and then his sharp claws directly grabbed the sword.

He doesn't use weapons, his hands are the most powerful weapons.

"Running with one sword."

Zhou Qing shouted softly, the sword energy roared and the thunder rolled. When Yuwen Ying's hard claws touched the tip of the sword, he felt a violent force coming, just like the power of thunder and lightning.

"Sword roars and thunder sound."

The long sword was like the wind, spinning upwards, and the sound of the sword roar was mixed with the sound of thunder, which was extremely domineering.

"Crack Cloud Claw."

Yuwen Ying raised one hand, bent his fingers like a hook, grabbed it forward, and touched the sword, and made a sound of metal and iron collision.

"Ben Lei Wuji."

Zhou Qing's wrist trembled, and the sword trembled in Yuwen Ying's hand. Lei Yin was about to move. Yuwen Ying felt his hand numb and let go of the sword.

But the moment he let go, Yuwen Ying's claws slammed the sword, and Zhou Qing felt a powerful force coming, like a mountain torrent burst out.

"Eagle strikes in the sky."

Yuwen Ying pounced on her body, her hands turned into eagle claws, and she went down the air, like an eagle attacking the sky, breaking through the wind and hitting Zhou Qing's throat.

"Haha, the boy from Yunwu Kingdom is dead!"

"Senior Brother Yuwen has the eagle martial soul, mainly based on keenness, insight and destructive power. Secondly, under his keen insight, all the opponent's flaws cannot escape his eyes."

When the disciples of Xuanming Sect saw this scene, they immediately laughed.

“It’s over.”

A glimmer flashed in Zhou Qing's eyes. He had fought with Yuwen Ying so many moves, and the opponent's true strength was already clear. If he was tortured to death, he was only at Zhao Feichen's level.

But Zhao Feichen was easily cut off by him. Yuwen Ying wanted to kill him with his keen insight, which was a fantasy.

Moreover, the abilities given to him by his dark martial soul were far above the eagle martial soul, and even the insight that Yuwen Ying was proud of was far inferior to his.

"Kill you, the same sword."

The long sword was activated, and countless sword energy swam with Zhou Qing's sword. The sword energy turned into thunder and attached to the sword body. The powerful thunder seemed to merge into Zhou Qing's sword.

"Sword like thunder!"

The momentum of thunder destroys everything.

The terrifying power of destruction was released from Zhou Qing's sword. Yuwen Ying noticed this power. The eagle's martial soul trembled violently, and his body flew backwards, trying to retreat violently.

Puff.

However, Zhou Qing must-kill the sword he could not retreat.

The long sword passed through Yuwen Ying's throat, and a piece of sword tip was exposed behind his neck. A drop of blood dripped from the tip of the sword.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!