Seeing Qin Cheng dared to attack him actively, Zhao Yu's eyes turned cold, and Nan Ke sword flew beside him, forming a rapid storm vortex.

"What is this kid doing? Are you looking for death?"

In the Fire Dragon Prison, when he saw Qin Cheng taking the initiative to attack, the old man from Black Mist roared.

Even though they were separated by the prison, they could see from their past experience that Zhao Yu used an extremely superior method, and there were ninety-nine flying swords to assist.

With such power, even if they fight with Zhao Yu, they will avoid his edge and choose to attack from a distance instead of melee.

Just like Qincheng chose before.

At this time, Qin Cheng not only gave up his weapons, but also took the initiative to attack. Do you want to rely on a pair of flesh fists to deal with those extremely sharp long swords?

Everyone in the audience was stunned. Ye Zun and his beard were also stunned and stared at Qin Cheng.

Zhao Yu was also unbelievable. He looked at Qin Cheng coldly, intending to see the other party die under the cutting of his sharp blade.

call!

Qin Cheng's figure quickly flew into a storm composed of ninety-nine flying swords, and his body was quickly covered by sword light.

But facing the rotation of flying swords, Qin Cheng seemed to have insight into everything. He walked through the blade with strange steps. Even if there were occasionally blades that could not be avoided, he reached out and pointed the blades and turned in a direction.

This scene gives people a very shocking feeling.

It was like the flying swords in front of Qin Cheng were not enemies, but surrendered to his arrangement.

"If you want to break my sword formation, you dream."

Zhao Yu's pupils shrank, and he shouted loudly. The sword blade storm changed again. The Nanke sword stirred up a huge wind and waves, and the spiritual waves soared into the sky, completely covering up Qin Cheng's figure.

Bang bang bang bang!

There were muffled sounds in the storm, and the sound of impact continued, as if Qincheng could not stop the impact of the sword blade this time, and his aura was swallowed up by the storm.

After a moment, even the sound of impact disappeared, and Qincheng disappeared.

"It's just a joke to get a mantis armed in a car."

Zhao Yu smiled confidently, turned around and slapped the formation hub with his palm.

However, at the same time, a ghostly voice appeared behind him.

"The mantis arm is a chariot? You are right, but unfortunately the mantis is you."

A cold sound rang out.

Zhao Yu's expression changed drastically, and he turned around suddenly.

Qin Cheng appeared in front of him.

"How is it possible that you are not dead?" Zhao Yu screamed.

At the same time, a sharp blade pierced out and instantly pierced through Zhao Yu's chest.

Zhao Yu's eyes widened in an instant, feeling the severe pain from his chest. He looked at the person who came with an incredible face.

"You dare to turn back if you don't kill the enemy. You are so old that you are alive to the dog's stomach."

"You, you!"

Qin Cheng was standing in front of him at this time. The sword blade storm had stopped at some point. Ninety-nine Nanke swords fell around Qin Cheng, trembling slightly as if they were worshipping him.

Qin Cheng actually traveled through his sword blade storm, not only unscathed, but also pierced himself with the Nanke sword, which made Zhao Yu unacceptable.

"You actually killed me with my sword."

Zhao Yu's body was in a severe pain and he roared: "I don't understand why you can see through my sword formation and control the Nanke sword."

Blood was overflowing from the corner of Zhao Yu's mouth, and under the stirring of the long sword, his body and soul began to weaken.

He knelt on the ground with a thud and stared at Qin Cheng. At this time, he had no other thoughts, just wanted to understand the doubts in his mind before he died.


Chapter completed!