There was a loud sound, and Qin Wushuang was stunned and was knocked backwards.

"puff!"

He vomited blood and couldn't help but scream and fell down the sword tower.

Everyone: "..." Yu Xiaoqing: "..." "My dear uncle.

So fierce."

Yu Xiaoqing herself didn't expect it to be so fierce.

But the next moment, she laughed arrogantly.

Qin Wushuang has already flown up.

Yu Xiaoqing laughed sarcastically: "Haha, you son of a bitch, do you really think I'm your mother and I'm afraid of you?"

Qin Wushuang's face turned green with anger.

"I want you dead!"

"Do it, do it, do it!"

Yu Xiaoqing laughed loudly and asked the concubine next to him, Ning Hongchen, and even Liu Changan, who had been shivering, to take action.

For a moment, a crowd of people and beasts immediately overwhelmed Qin Wushuang.

"I...your uncle..." So... under Yu Xiaoqing's excited roar, Qin Wushuang was beaten violently.

Everyone's eyelids jumped.

This...is abnormal.

Luo Yunxi's face suddenly turned ugly.

The dignified monk of Lingxiao Jiuhuang, the recognized successor of Lingxiao Sword, was beaten so violently! And he was under the Lingxiao Sword! How humiliating is this?

"stop!"

Luo Yunxi shouted fiercely, and the two registered disciples next to him took action.

But... "Buzz!"

The sound of tigers and wolves resounded.

Two rays of sword light rushed towards him from a distance.

With two "bang bang" sounds, the two named disciples were immediately pushed back.

Luo Yunxi raised his head suddenly.

There...Jian Yunxi suddenly appeared.

She has an awe-inspiring sword spirit.

"Luo Yunxi, everyone says that you are the first female swordsman of the first-order spiritual master in the Eastern Wasteland.

Have you ever asked me about the two swords in my hands?"

she whispered.

"boom!"

This place is exploding.

"Jian Yunxi is about to take action too!"

"These two women... are both the top female sword cultivators in the Eastern Wasteland!"

Everyone kept exclaiming.

"You want to do it too?"

The fierce sword behind Luo Yunxi kept trembling.

"nonsense!"

Jian Yunxi pulled out the wolf sword and appeared in front of Luo Yunxi in an instant.

"boom!"

Luo Yunxi also pulled out a fierce sword.

The two women... faced each other in an instant, and their momentum was so fierce that the sword cultivator here was stagnant in breathing.

"boom!"

The sky seemed to explode.

The two women were like thunder, constantly clashing, rushing down the sword tower and hitting Cambridge.

Everyone took a breath of cold air.

With such strength... the second-level spirit master would probably be beaten to death! "These people... are too perverted!"

Everyone felt chills behind their backs.

Of course, except Yu Xiaoqing's place.

Shouting and screaming were intertwined, and the fight was in full swing.

"You forced me to do this!"

Qin Wushuang roared.

"Buzz!"

Not far away, the girl with the sword box's face changed slightly, and she said anxiously: "The Emperor's Sword has not been warmed up yet, and it will be damaged at this moment.

And you are too weak to hold the Imperial Sword..." "Don't worry!"

Qin Wushuang shouted angrily.

The girl with the sword box was helpless, knowing that Qin Wushuang was almost going crazy after being beaten.

She could only sigh and let Qin Wushuang summon the Emperor Sword.

"No, this guy is going to use his big moves, everyone, run away."

Yu Xiaoqing exclaimed and stepped back.

But... "It's too late!"

Qin Wushuang roared and the sword box flew in front of him.

"open!"

He roared, and the meaning of the Emperor's Sword began to spread.

Yu Xiaoqing's face turned pale.

It’s time to play Dafa.

"Sister Sword Spirit, show off your power, kill this little brat!"

Yu Xiaoqing said anxiously.

But... Lin Qianyi didn't respond.

And at this moment.

Qin Wushuang suddenly opened the sword box.

"Emperor Sword, come out!"

His face looked pale, but also ferocious.

He reached into the sword box and prepared to take out the Emperor Sword.

But just at this moment.

Qin Wushuang suddenly felt a chill behind him.

The meaning of the Emperor's Sword...is like being poured a basin of water on it, making it completely cold.

Qin Wushuang subconsciously raised his head, his scalp numb.

In a daze...he saw a figure on the Lingxiao Sword intertwined with clouds and mist.
Chapter completed!