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Qingyao is shocked to find that with the appearance of blood thread on Ye Ying's body, all the flying swords made of sword pills have become extremely tough. The long sword, which she controlled and manipulated, could no longer break through the blockade of these flying swords. Moreover, at this time ye Ying, the whole person becomes extremely strange. The bloodstained marks on his body are constantly sticking out one by one wet blood thread and penetrating into the magic flying sword of Jianwan.

There are countless inscriptions on the smooth body of these flying swords. With the appearance of these inscriptions, Qingyao clearly felt that he seemed to be locked. A huge stream of divine consciousness poured out from all the flying swords and completely locked every dead hole in her body. Once she moves lightly, these flying swords can instantly hit her on the spot.

Even if Qingyao has tried her best at this time, she still has a dying sense of crisis in her heart. Obviously, after ye Ying's fury, she no longer suppressed the power of burial swordsmanship, and even completely released it. Since Xiao Qingyao thinks that she can crack the burial swordsmanship, let her have a good experience. Of course, life and death do not matter!

Ye Ying's move surprised the people who watched the battle. They didn't expect that the art of burying swords had such a terrible side. Previously, when Xiao Qingyao announced the solution to the sword burial technique, they still thought that this burial sword technique was nothing more than that. On second thought, however, they realized that they were wrong.

The sword meaning that can be conjured up by burial sword technique is almost all over the world. If a monk can't understand the meaning of the sword, he can't break it. What's more, the sword meaning condensed by the sword burial technique will not consume much for the users. People who can go to crack it need to consume their own accomplishments and give birth to a great sense of sword.

This kind of consumption may have no problem for Xiao Qingyao, who has the tiandaofa Jue. However, if the ordinary friars are replaced, they will be wiped out by the flying sword before they turn into the sword meaning in the empty air. Because not everyone is like Qingyao general, has the profound inside information. Not everyone can learn how to defend the sword. Even if many people are extremely arrogant, they can't learn the secret method of killing people thousands of miles away.

With the blood stabbing into the flying swords, these swords make people feel desperate. Qingyao's body shape, which had been plunging forward rapidly, was also shaken back by the combined force of these long swords. She was bleeding from the corner of her mouth, and her chest was fluctuating, as if she had been hurt a lot.

The flying sword in front of her body is constantly drifting. Under the blessing of her great Qi machine, she is constantly crushing Ye Ying's sword spirit. Between the two, the constant explosion of terror, the entire arena was shocked out of cracks. However, no matter how powerful the sword burial technique was, Qingyao still bit her teeth to block it down.

Of course, she was reluctant to do so. Even though she blocked Ye Ying's burial swordsmanship with her own strength, she was still injured by the burial swordsmanship. At this time, her body was covered with dark injuries, and the channels and collaterals were cracked because of forcing too strong genuine Qi. However, she still gritted her teeth, and wanted to compete with Ye Ying.

Hong Ling's eyes are gloomy and standing under the battle platform. Some are worried about Qingyao. He knew that the elder martial sister's temperament, once identified something, even if it was hit by the south wall, he would never look back. Ye Ying's sword burial skill, even if it is Hongling's, can't say it can compete with it. But Qingyao this silly girl, unexpectedly is like stubborn donkey general, one strength forward rush.

The light of the sword is shining on the battle platform. Qingyao is dancing with her body. The sword fingers of both hands are flying in the air to show the sharp sword spirit. She knew that ye Ying was doing her best. If you don't concentrate on dealing with it, you will suffer a lot.

"Hum!" While Qingyao is constantly fighting against Ye Ying's sword spirit, ye Ying's flying sword, which is connected with blood line, suddenly sends out a terrible sword chant.

Above these flying swords, the blood inscriptions are constantly wriggling, like countless bloody leeches. With the sound of the sword singing, they all shot out of the sky and rushed towards Xiao Qingyao. The roaring sword spirit reverberates in the sky and makes people look awe inspiring.

Qingyao suddenly a meal, stopped dancing body, looking at the body closed in front of the flying sword. These swords, which were born out of the burial swordsmanship, were slowly stacked together at this time. And their breath, with the continuous overlap, and become more and more terrifying.

Ye Ying stands in the same place, hands continue to play the mysterious sword formula. He is like a puppet's Yanshi, pulling all the blood lines and injecting the whole body's blood into the sword. The long sword, unexpectedly, slowly became huge and incomparable. It was filled with bloody terror. It slightly a meal, suddenly burst out, toward the green Yao cut in the air.

The bright sword light, like a silver waterfall in the Star River, falls towards the girl and illuminates the whole battle platform. Qingyao suddenly raised his head and reflected the gorgeous streamer in his eyes. However, her body, however, just like flowing water, took back the long sword flying in front of her. Her eyes closed slightly, her long eyelashes trembled, like the thread grass shaking off the dew.

I don't know when the starry sky rises, pouring down the sky. These soft points of light, gathered in front of Qingyao's body, integrated into her long sword. At this moment, the body of the long sword is full of star halo, which is like the aurora from illusion, reflecting the colorful haze color.

Willow eyebrows tremble, Qingyao eyelids slowly closed, opened her deep eyes. She reversed her sword, raised her finger to the sky, and immediately cut it off with a sword. Unable to express a sword, will open the void, toward Ye Ying manipulation attack long sword to cut.Boom!

The void suddenly explodes, and in the strong air current, the swords of Qingyao and ye Ying are intended to interweave among them, breaking out the terrifying destructive power. The whole battle platform was blasted out of countless crisscross gullies with rolling swords intended to diffuse. Qingyao's body was staggering, and kept retreating. Her blue cloud boots, on the stage, step on a wet blood footprints.

Opposite Ye Ying, body shape just trembles, seem to have no big obstacle. He saw with his own eyes that Qingyao was shaken back, and his heart was overjoyed. Once again manipulating the blood line, ye Ying takes advantage of Qingyao has not yet returned to God, controls the huge long sword, shoots it out directly, and stabs the girl fiercely.

His strike was fierce and ferocious, with unspeakable terror. If Qingyao is stabbed by a long sword, he will be cut into two sections by the huge sword front in an instant. However, he seems to underestimate the strength of Qingyao.

Keng, the bright spark, flashed out on the platform. Qingyao held the long sword in his hand and held the blade against Ye Ying's huge blood sword. On her body, the star light continuously circulates, will her peerless demeanor contrast to call out. Although her whole body, at this time are constantly seeping blood, but she is still stubborn support, did not open mouth to admit defeat.

"Hum, is Xiao Qingyao still struggling for nothing?" Ye Ying snorted coldly, and then said, "do you really think that's all the art of burying swords? It's too naive

As soon as his voice fell, his hands suddenly parted, and there was blood thread on his fingertips. At this moment, the giant sword, which had been in a standoff with Qingyao, suddenly collapsed and turned into countless flying swords, which covered the girl in an instant. The corner of Ye Ying's mouth turned up and her hands closed again.

Countless long swords broke into pieces and turned into sharp sword Qi. Their noumenon also had the blood Qi that had been engulfed before. At this time, it became part of the sword Qi, making it invincible. Not only the long sword, but also the blood line that drew the sword, collapsed into the blood mist all over the sky, and merged into the sword Qi. These swords, like a group of sharks smelling blood, swarmed towards Qingyao.

Qingyao face a Lin, without hesitation, she put the sword in front of her body. As soon as she pressed her fingertip on the blade of the sword, a bloodstain suddenly emerged. The girl pressed her bloody finger on the ridge of the sword, gently wiped it upward, and immediately locked her pupils. Bang, a huge sword gas barrier rapidly formed around her and spread around her.

Bang bang bang, the bloody sword spirit all over the sky, constantly hit the barrier, making waves. Qingyao's body does not move, allowing these swords to hit the barrier like a storm. In her eyes, there is a beautiful shadow, is slowly generating.

Boom! After all, the powerful sword Qi barrier failed to stop Ye Ying's sword burial technique, and it broke down directly. The rest of the sword Qi is not only castrated, but rushes to Qingyao, who has no defensiveness to speak of. Chi, the sword spirit pierced Qingyao's skin membrane, leaving a deep visible bone wound on her body. However, the girl seems to be insensible at this time, and her eyes are full of indifference.

The overwhelming sword spirit completely shrouds Qingyao and penetrates into her body. The voice of bloody voice sounded, so that people have a face of a Lin. Xiao Qingyao, the holy daughter of the great Chu Ji school, seems to be over. She couldn't have survived in such a terrible sword.

Ye Ying sighed and her hands closed again. The terrible sword spirit slowly melted into scarlet metal. They slowly blend together and wrap up Qingyao. Hum, a huge blood sword, inserted in the battle platform, just like an erect coffin.

"The art of sword burial has been completed. Xiao Qingyao, you are proud to die under the strongest secret method in this sword Pavilion! I won't let you die without a place to bury. The coffin of the blood sword made of the giant sword will be the best destination for all your bones Ye Ying murmured to herself. She was staggering and half kneeling in place. Obviously, it is a heavy burden for him to use the secret method of burial sword.

"I know you can still hear me. When you really die, the coffin of blood sword will turn into a sword pill for my use. So, Xiao Qingyao, go all the way The corner of Ye Ying's mouth is full of blood, and there is no joy or sorrow on her face. It was as if he had defeated Xiao Qingyao with the skill of burying the sword, which was expected for him.

However, at this time, the coffin of the blood sword was shaking. Hiss a, a green streamer, broke open the Blood Sword burial coffin, toward Ye Ying blasted away. Before he could react, he pricked his throat and nailed it to the battleground.

And that originally blood red sword, at this time actually slowly burns up. The green flame will ablate little by little. A breath of unspeakable terror seems to be slowly recovering. Bang, the huge sword instantly burst into nothingness. At this time, ye Ying, who was connected with Jujian's body and mind, was violently trembling, and the bloody marks on her body were ignited by the inexplicable great power at this moment, swaying the green flame.

He was suffering a lot at this time, but with great perseverance, he suppressed it temporarily. However, when he saw the beautiful image coming out of the blue fire, his face finally showed a look of horror.

"No, how could you be alive. How can a man who has been killed by the sword be alive. Xiao Qingyao, how can you live? What kind of monster are you? "

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