Ye Zun held a long sword in his hand and stood up to try to stop Zhao Yu, but the sword-controlling technique burst out with powerful power, which made him instantly shaken back by the flying sword, and the long sword in his hand turned into pieces.

At this time, Zhao Yu used the sword-controlling technique and became a king who was unrivaled on the battlefield. Wherever he passed, all the prisoners who dared to stop were stirred into meat paste.

"As long as I destroy the formation, you will all die."

Seeing that the formation hub was getting closer, Zhao Yu snorted coldly and repelled Lao Hei and the bull-headed monster.

But then, a figure appeared in front of Zhao Yu, and his vitality burst out like a surging wave, which made Zhao Yu's long sword tremble and his body couldn't help but pause.

"It's your kid again. I haven't killed you before. You're lucky. You dare to stop me." Zhao Yu stared at Qin Cheng and said.

"I think you were lucky last time, or you were dead."

Qin Cheng said lightly: "And in my opinion, your sword technique is nothing but Er'er, I just understand the surface. It's a pity that this set of swords is in your hands."

"What a arrogant boy, now I'm using this sword technique to cut your head. Let's see how you still shout."

Regarding sword control techniques, Zhao Yu asked himself about more than a month of research and asked himself how he could bear the humiliation of Qin Cheng.

His eyes chilled, and he stretched out his hand and pointed.

Among the ninety-nine Nanke swords, half of the flying sword suddenly rushed out, like a sword dragon, carrying the astonishing sword force and pounced towards Qincheng.

Qin Cheng's face was calm, and the long sword in his hand was slightly brighter.

He had only used the sword-controlling technique himself before, and he was also curious about the power of this technique in Zhao Yu's hands.

At this time, almost everyone's eyes were focused on Qin Cheng in the air.

They held their breath one after another. If Qin Cheng lost and Zhao Yu touched the formation, the form would be completely troublesome.

Shocked everyone.

Bang bang bang bang!

The Nanke swords shot by Zhao Yu flew over, looking extremely sharp, but Qin Cheng turned the long swords in his hand and easily picked them away one by one.

This sword move that Zhao Yu had never made any progress before seemed to be in danger in front of Qin City.

Qincheng was at ease and had no impact.

"Sure enough, your sword skills are too bad and you are not worthy of such a good sword." Qin Cheng said contemptuously.

"Rareless! I didn't show my true skills, so you thought you were so strong."

Zhao Yu shouted angrily, and he stretched out his hand again. This time, the ninety-nine Nanke swords trembled slightly, all turned into a rainbow, and shot towards Qincheng.

This time, as the number of flying swords increased, Qincheng seemed to be quite struggling. Finally, the long swords fell down and stabbed the armor of the Divine Power King, knocking Qincheng to the ground.

The earth stirred up a lot of smoke and dust, and Qin Cheng's figure was shrouded in it, and life and death were unknown.

"I thought you were so strong, but I was just a stubborn person."

Zhao Yu smiled coldly, reached out to recall Nan Kejian, and then he shook his figure and came to the formation hub.

As long as this formation is destroyed, everything will be over.

"I'm not dead yet, where are you going?"

But at this moment, a calm voice sounded again.

Zhao Yu's smile froze. Seeing Qin Cheng slowly walk out of the smoke, he was almost unharmed except for the armor transformed by the energy of his body.

"You're fine."

"I said your sword skills are too bad and you are not worthy of this set of swords."

Qin Cheng threw away the severely damaged long sword in his hand. If the temporary long sword was not of insufficient texture, it would not have been knocked down by Zhao Yu's subsequent attack.

So this time, Qin Cheng flew towards Zhao Yu, and simply fisted naked, not even using a sword.

"court death!"


Chapter completed!