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Abruptly looking at the Rushing Thunder Sword, Li Xieling's eyes suddenly revealed a touch of shock, the blood colored sword image suddenly stunned the Sword Force. Li Xieling let out a stuffy groan as he explosively retreated, perfectly dodging the giant silver bear that was pouncing towards him. The tip of his feet tapped on the ground, and his entire body soared into the air. Then, countless blood-red sword lights once again madly rushed down.

Seeing the fierce confrontation between the two, Zhao Yu's face was filled with shock. Only after a little while did she gradually recover from her shock. His mind once again fell into a daze as he unconsciously looked to the front.

The movement of the two figures in the dense forest was extremely quick. In just a short span of time, the two had already exchanged more than a dozen attacks and defenses, Li Xieling's Sword Force s were concise and direct, as though they were specially made for killing. Although there were no changes, they were even more powerful and difficult to deal with than any profound sword technique.

Qin Lie, on the other hand, was even more unfathomable. As he indifferently walked within the blood colored sword images, he was like a lonely boat amidst a wave of violent winds, undulating along with the waves. However, he didn't seem to be in a bad mood at all. Even if the sword aura was thousands of times heavier and surging waves couldn't overturn Ye Guzhou.

Suddenly, the extremely profound Profound Arts technique, and then the terrifying sword technique. While controlling the sword, he controlled the Spirit Beast. He was always able to suppress Li Xieling's killing intent whenever he felt it was unexpected.

It was as if that blood colored killing sword was wrapped in countless chains, unable to be unfurled.

Looking at Qin Lie's figure which was calm and composed from start to finish, Zhao Yu's fists couldn't help but tighten once again!

Even before, when Qin Lie had killed Jiang Yichen and the other two in succession, dozens of breaths had passed. He wasn't as shocked as he was at this moment!

This Young Lord of The Sky Demon Martial School was actually able to compete with the most outstanding and most outstanding person in the world, and was publicly recognized as one of the heaven's chosen geniuses! The two sides were at a stalemate, neither losing the upper hand nor losing the upper hand!

At this moment, her impression of Qin Lie had completely flipped, and she no longer felt as ordinary and incompetent as before.

Only the purple lightning sword moved with ease, with one slash, it killed the fierceness and tyranny of the mysterious sword, and killed Jiang Yichen's head without mercy. And that unbelievable, unquestionable power! They all merged together and were imprinted in the deepest part of her heart.

That face was still as handsome as it used to be. It was rather elegant. However, when she looked at him now, she couldn't help but feel a little weak.

It seemed soft yet strong. However, underneath that warmth, there was a peerless edge!

Once it shone, it would definitely cause the Heavenly Dragon Empire to tremble!

Uncontrollably, when Zhao Yu took a step forward, he suddenly heard a cold snort. Looking towards the direction of the voice, they saw Lian Fan staring at them with cold eyes.

He ignored the figure in the middle of the battle and continued to hold the sword in his hand, motionlessly blocking the way in front of her.

Zhao Yu frowned, and then he heard the sound of two swords clashing. He immediately turned his head around and was once again attracted by the situation of the battle that had come to an end.

The two of them split up and retreated quickly. Qin Lie leaped up, and landed on top of the treetops, looking down from above. As for that Li Xieling, he slipped back sixty meters and half-knelt down below.

"Good sword-arts. Truly good sword-arts." Whether it's your martial dao or your Imperial Sword Technique. They are all terrifyingly strong, but they didn't disappoint me! "

Li Xieling chuckled, a trace of blood on his face had cracked, but his excitement had actually increased even more. "My guess is wrong, killing you alone is worth ten thousand people, that's not right! It should be 20,000! If I kill you, I will be able to comprehend the sword intent of killing! "

Qin Lie shook his head, he did not answer, but his eyes were focused, the battle intent that he had not felt for a long time was burning fiercely in his chest, like a raging flame.

Although he did not fancy Li Xieling's character, his strength was unquestionably stronger, more than a hundred times stronger than the.

As Li Xieling was speaking, he suddenly turned his head to the south. His smile gradually faded as he coldly sneered: "It's actually a middle stage Nirvana stage practitioner, hehe! From the looks of it, your father probably can't sit still. That Raging Flame Mountain expert was truly useless. Three of them were at the early Nirvana stage and four of them were at the peak of the Tongtian realm. Yet, they were unable to stop them for even a moment. "Forget it. There's not much time left. This sword will determine the outcome between us!"

Qin Lie sensed that there was a powerful Qi more than 10 of them, and they were rushing over. However, Li Xieling's suggestion was exactly what he wanted.

The corner of his mouth raised, Qin Lie did not think much, and nodded slightly, the sword in his hand pointing downwards.

"Sure! This sword will determine life and death between us! "

Once Qin Lie finished speaking, the dense forest immediately became even more solemn and solemn, the cold killing intent pervaded out in all directions.

Zhao Yu's pupils uncontrollably shrunk, and he couldn't help but become slightly distracted as well.

After Li Xieling heard this, he burst into laughter. I am confident that even if I can defeat you right now, I might not be able to take your life. On the other hand, your highness is very confident. You must cut off my head here! Good, then you and I shall decide life and death right here! "

Qin Lie's eyes shone with a cold light, but he did not reply. With just a thought, he controlled the Rushing Thunder Sword and circled it to his side. With a wave of his sleeve, the sword was covered with a layer of silver light.

In just a breath's time, the body of the Xiao Jin had completely enveloped the entire mouth. The blade became sharper and sharper, but it also became more agile.

The civil war intent in his chest was slowly suppressed, leaving only pure killing intent. The best enemy would be lying on the ground. If the other party was still able to walk, then he would think of all sorts of ways to kill him and personally send him to his grave!

Especially a madman like Li Xieling, he could not tolerate the other party leaving his sight alive!

Within less than a hundred feet of him, it was as if two minds of equal strength were clashing against each other.

Qin Lie stepped on the treetops, his body swaying along with the branches, as he swayed and swayed. When the Ancient Dragon And Elephant Conjuration was activated, the tree beneath him actually bursted quickly. Countless leaves fluttered down. As it gradually spread out, all of the plants within 100 feet began to show signs of destruction.

The Rushing Thunder Sword in his hand was impressively born with a trace of Sword Qi, its aura increasing step by step. Looking down from above, he seemed like a king looking down from above.

Li Xieling's expression, was also changing more and more, at the same time, his killing intent was boiling, his entire body's aura, was becoming sharper and sharper, and his cheeks were turning even more red. However, he stayed still and did not move for a long time.

Zhao Yu felt even more nervous, he knew that although the two of them did not truly fight, it was more dangerous. With the momentum of the martial arts, both offense and defense, they were all trying their best to increase his chances of winning. What shocked her the most was that Li Xieling, who had been famous for many years and made people's expressions change, was actually unable to gain the upper hand at this moment. On the contrary, he was being faintly suppressed by Qin Lie who was above the treetops!

At this moment, Zhao Yu's emotions were extremely complicated. If Li Xieling won, with that person's character, she and that Lian Fan would definitely not be able to live. However, he was also not willing to see Qin Lie die. If he had the power, he would have been unable to kill Li Xieling.

Just as he was thinking about it, Li Xieling's figure suddenly flashed backwards. Instead of advancing, he retreated like an invisible red shadow, flying to the side of a horse carriage. With a wave of the blood sword in his hand, a blood sword light that was a few meters long sliced off the necks of the Wind-controlling Colt beside him.

Blood spurted out as Li Xieling's killing aura explosively increased to its limit. However, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. Qin Lie who was on top of the tree did not take advantage of the situation to catch up. He was still holding onto his sword, coldly standing in the distance.

His entire body flew up into the air once again, and that blood colored sword light retracted and expanded. With the speed of thunder, he traveled across several tens of meters of space, and charged up the treetop.

Just as he was halfway there, the wrists exploded once more, blood dripping onto the swords. The blood-colored Sword Qi that was forty meters long instantly increased to a size of sixty meters!

Its aura was bloody and majestic, as if this sword could kill all living things!

After provoking the Sword Force, Qin Lie's eyelids subconsciously twitched. The next moment, he calmed his breathing and calmed his mind. Other than the excitement from the intense battle, his spirit was like a mirror that reflected the world without ripples.

Everything in front of him, seemed to have suddenly stopped, all of Li Xieling's sword paths, all of the possible changes, were reflected in the depths of his heart.

Just as the blood colored Sword Qi slashed four meters in front of him, Qin Lie suddenly shouted out.

"World-shaking Spirit Art, slash!" A mass of Yin Qi immediately rushed up from his forehead. He then brought the Rushing Thunder Sword along with him and stabbed down.

There was no mist-like transformation, only extreme strength, sharpness, and speed! Before he even got close, he could already feel the fierce Sword Qi that almost dispersed his Primordial Spirit from just the aftereffects, as well as the incomparably strong vital energy and blood of the Heavenly Completion Stage Martial Cultivator.

Qin Lie laughed coldly in his mind, this sword! He had also used all of his strength, and the Sword Force was also willing to ignore everything and cut off all escape routes, leaving no way out!

"Clang!"

Purple lightning flashed, wrapping around the silver sword and striking down. He crashed into the blood shadow. They intertwined with the blood-red sword light, spinning and stirring. From time to time, he would draw out a mysterious trajectory, as if he was able to penetrate every hole and continuously pierce into the depths of the blood-colored sword light.

The two swords clashed several times, but they were unable to come into contact with each other. In just one breath of time, all of the trees and branches in the area were sliced into pieces. In the mud below, there were more than a dozen deep Sword Scar.

Li Xieling's forehead was drenched in cold sweat, he felt that with every clash, a part of the sword's body would be forcefully absorbed.

Qin Lie's Source Spirit also became dimmer and dimmer under the rising sun.

In just a few breaths, the two sword images, one purple and one red, had already displayed their dejection and were unable to continue any further.

When Zhao Yu saw this, his mind slightly relaxed, but he also felt dejected. He knew that the battle between the two of them today would most likely end in a draw. However, at the very least, he would be able to preserve his life.

However, although this Qin Lie did not kill him, just by relying on his Source Spirit s to control the sword, he was able to force Li Xieling to retreat.

Sure enough, after a moment, Li Xieling's blood red sword projection had reached its peak, with no more energy left to change. With a slightly regretful "Heh", the Sword Light suddenly expanded again, and its figure decisively floated backwards.

As for the purple lightning that was flashing around the Qin Lie Source Spirit, it was also dissipating. Under the light of the sun, the group of ghosts seemed as if they were going to melt away.

Within the Soul, he could also feel traces of burning, as if it was burning.

His heart was still as cold as a blade, his killing intent didn't decrease at all. Just as Li Xieling's figure had retreated several meters away. Qin Lie's Source Spirit also suddenly rose again.

He was waiting for the two of them to be unable to continue with this Life and Death Sword!

"Kill!"

Inside the Soul Sea, the few Talisman spirit seals that had just been formed suddenly burned, turning into strands of pure soul power that flowed into the dried up Soul Sea whirlpool.

The silver sword shadow suddenly shook. Following an extremely profound and indescribable trajectory, under Li Xieling's incredulous gaze, it glided forward. With a twist, an incomparably young head flew into the air and fell to the ground!

Blood light gushed out like rain, dyeing a large patch of grass blood-red.

Below, Zhao Yu was completely startled, and fear once again surged from his chest. Could it be that this Qin Lie doesn't want to live anymore? He was clearly in danger, yet he still wanted to kill someone? Was he not afraid that the Source Spirit would perish and not be able to return to his body?

Then, an incomparably deep sense of unreality welled up in his heart.

Li Xieling, died just like that? A sixteen year old Qin Lie, Source Spirit, decapitated with a single sword strike?

Lian Fan was also stunned. His expression carried some confusion, as he turned around and stared fixedly at what was in front of his.

Qin Lie's Soul was thin to the point that it was about to collapse. However, after killing Li Xieling, the purple lightning appeared again, and was completely unharmed by the sunlight.

With a flash, he returned to the body under the tree, which was currently being held by the giant bear.

Qin Lie felt an intense pain in his head and barely managed to endure it. Next, his right hand formed a spell sign, and the Demon Eye Silver Bear was put back into his sleeve.

However, when he spread out his spiritual will again, he was suddenly shocked.

"Weird, that person just now had actually disappeared without a trace. He left so quickly!"

The tyrannical aura that had rushed over with such speed and should not have even covered a distance of three miles had already disappeared without a trace. He used his spiritual will to sense, but there was no trace of him at all.

He came and went all of a sudden.

Qin Lie was suspicious for a moment as he frowned. He shook his head again and walked to the side of Li Xieling's corpse.

The head's eyes were still wide open, staring straight ahead, as if it would never rest in peace.

However, the breath of life had already disappeared.

"This guy's Killing Path is indeed powerful! With such powerful strength, there is almost no one under the heavens who can fight against it! "

Qin Lie sighed, he felt that it was strange, with this person's sword technique, he was able to master the Sword Dao of slaughter. He would only need five to six years to break through to the Nirvana Realm.

However, just now, it was truly extremely dangerous. The outcome of the battle just now was only within a single line. This Li Xieling, was just a hair away from killing him, and almost caused him to lose his life.

Back then, when he was in the Blood Valley, he had also fought with all his might. However, he was too lazy to even ask for the name of that Sky-high Fighter. It was a threat that Li Xieling posed to him.