"hey-hey!"

The White-haired Hell King was pointed out by Luo Chenyu, but he was not in a hurry at all.

He rose up with the technique of a hundred schools of thought, and many people know his ability, so this is not a secret.

His biggest secret is the reason why he was able to learn the skills of various sects at the same time.

This is his secret!

As long as no one knows this, he doesn't care what others say.

After Qin Yang's treasure sword was acquired, he burst into a very strong sword force. He has not used a knife recently, and there is actually a reason.

He had some insights before and almost entered the realm of martial arts and heavenly beings.

But it is always a little bit worse, maybe it is because it requires some external stimulation, or maybe it is because it is about facing a life-and-death crisis in terms of the knife path.

Anyway, he was just one shot.

But his sword force is actually very complete and is about to take shape!

Therefore, he has been "focusing on power". Until one day, his strength level will increase and his sword skills will be directly improved when he enters the realm of martial arts and heavenly beings.

In this way, once he becomes a martial arts god, he is a master of swordsmanship!

The sword technique can be directly matched and the real power of the Eight Swords of Jue Tian burst out.

The Eight Swords of Juetian are definitely not an ordinary sword technique. Qin Yang cannot understand the mystery of it for the time being.

But according to the Juetian Eight Knife's method of accumulating momentum, one knife will only be stronger than one knife.

When the peak erupts, the nine swords are combined, and the power is simply unimaginable.

At this moment, Qin Yang could only cut out the second sword!

And the second sword just barely threatened the White-haired King of Hell.

The White-Haired King of Hell still has many abilities to use. This person has hundreds of abilities and can do too many things!

Qin Yang waved his sword and cut it down, and the golden sword aura swept out like a mad lion.

Seeing this, the White-Haired Hell punched it in the air, and the powerful force turned into a transparent mist-shaped fist print that could be seen in the naked eye.

Although the fist seal is condensed by fog, it seems to have indestructible characteristics.

With a bang, the sword burst, but the fist mark was almost intact, and its integrity was slightly damaged.

Qin Yang had to shrink to the ground and avoided the punch, but he had already used the ground too many times in a row, so his true energy had begun to bottom out.

This kind of high-intensity battle, especially when facing a strong man of the White-Haired Hell, is too huge for him to consume all aspects!

Seeing this, Luo Chenyu looked solemn, then he sank into his dantian and shouted: "It's OK! Stop hitting!"

Qin Yang and the White-Haired King of Hell stopped at the same time.

Luo Chenyu looked at Qin Yang helplessly: "Even if you win, you will pay half of your life. Is it OK to stop fighting?"

Her eyes were full of worry, and she was even more helplessly begging.

Seeing this, Qin Yang slowly put away his true energy and calmed the roaring force in his body.

The White-haired Hell smiled and said, "Young man, you are not my opponent yet. Listen to others' advice and have a full meal!"

Qin Yang did not say anything, but asked: "Did the person behind you ask you to take away Xiang Tianlong in what state?"

“…”

The White-Haired Hell closed his smile: "That's not...so? What do you want to do?"

Qin Yang smiled, turned around and walked directly towards Tianlong. Seeing this, Xiang Tianlong's face changed drastically!

He soared into the sky, like a shell fired from a cannonball!

"Leave it to me!"
Chapter completed!