Wu Xing looked at the tip of the sword and felt distressed. He looked at Yang Qing sternly, "I didn't expect that you, a little fish, actually have a medium-grade spiritual weapon, but you also have to see who you use it. You are a congenital and late-stage fish, even if you have a medium-grade spiritual weapon, you are still a miscellaneous fish. I want to see how many times you can block my attacks."

Yang Qing didn't say anything, but just pointed at Wu Xing with a middle finger. Then he flipped his wrist with the middle finger facing down.

Wu Xing's face was gloomy and he drank in the bottom of his mouth, "Go!"

With Wu Xing's low shout, the flying sword turned into a stream of light and attacked Yang Qing again.

However, this time the flying sword turned around and attacked Yang Qing from behind.

Yang Qing stood there, holding the Dark Night Flying Sword with both hands, and his mental power enveloped the surrounding 100 meters. Everything within 100 meters was under his control.

Mental power and sword control are Yang Qing's trump card. If you use it well, you can't accidentally kill Wu Xing.

suddenly……

He turned around, held the Dark Night Flying Sword with both hands, and slashed out at the flying sword that was attacking.

"boom!"

Like thunder, violent energy swept across the surroundings.

The ground under Yang Qing's feet exploded and stone chips flew.

The powerful force on the flying sword made Yang Qing's hands tremble.

The power of the Golden Pill stage is not something that innate masters can guess, let alone the middle stage of the Golden Pill stage.

Only a monster like Yang Qing, who is against the sky, can cross a few levels or even a great realm to resist the flying sword in the Golden Pill stage.

A purple flashed across Yang Qing's eyes, and the Cangtian Bald Body was awakened by Yang Qing. The purple energy surged in his body, and even his hair turned purple.

Wu Xing controlled the flying sword to attack Yang Qing from all directions, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

There seemed to be thousands of flying swords shooting from all directions around Yang Qing at the same time, which was the afterimage left by the flying sword to the extreme.

He held the dark night with both hands and danced quickly, leaving countless purple afterimages three feet away around him, each purple afterimage against a flying sword.

The earth under Yang Qing's feet collapsed, which was shocked by the powerful energy overflowing by the flying sword and his own power.

The energy contained in Wu Xing's flying sword is very terrifying. If Yang Qing had not possessed the invincible physique of the Cangtian Ba ​​Body, he would have been shattered by the powerful energy long ago.

The lavender blood in Yang Qing's body was boiling. He fought to the point of being crazy, and Wu Xing's flying sword was split by him.

Screams also sounded around. The four innate masters brought by Wood and Wu Xing began to die under the siege of Lian Yan, Elder Lan and a group of innate masters.

It can be said that Yang Qing was the biggest accident this time. No one expected that he would block the attack of a mid-stage Jindan master. Although he was a little embarrassed, he still blocked it.

Wu Xing's face was a little unfair. After so long, he had not even won a junior in the late stage of the innate stage.

The sound of dense spiritual weapons fighting came out.

After a few breaths, Wu Xing saw that the flying sword attack was invalid, so he had to recall the flying sword.

"Special physique, no wonder you have such powerful potential. Your speed and strength are indeed beyond my imagination, but now, it's over. Now I'll let you know the difference between the middle stage of the Golden Pill and the late stage of the innate stage."

Wu Xing's aura suddenly grew. He held a flying sword in his hand and flashed in front of Yang Qing. The sword light bloomed and directly enveloped Yang Qing.

Yang Qing held the dark night in his hand and resisted Wu Xing, and two flying swords, one gold and one red, kept colliding.

The terrifying sword energy teared apart the surroundings, and the two of them were so close that they could not see clearly. They were like two balls of sword lights, constantly intertwining and colliding.

Wu Xing became more and more frightened as he fought. The opponent's swordsmanship could compete with him, a person who had practiced for hundreds of years, and he was not at a disadvantage.

There were many gaps on his flying sword. Wu Xing felt distressed when he saw it. If the middle-grade spiritual weapon was a master of Jindan, even in the early stage of Jindan, he would have been killed long ago.

The level gap between cultivators and cultivators is as insurmountable as a natural barrier. The level gap between spiritual weapons is the same. If one level difference is like a natural barrier, you can easily kill it by level.

However, he has already regarded the Dark Night Sword in Yang Qing's hand as his flying sword. As long as he kills Yang Qing, the medium-grade spiritual weapon in his hand will be his own.

The two sword lights kept colliding, and blood drifted in the air, and a faint purple color was found in the bloody night.

Qin De had resisted the second heavenly tribulation, and the formation was dim. It seemed that he could not stop the third heavenly tribulation. The remaining third and fourth paths could only be resisted by himself.

Elder Lan and Lian Yan and other innate masters guarded the formation of Qin De's tribulation, looking at the sword light that was constantly colliding and attacking in the distance in horror.

The power of the night is beyond their cognition. In the late stage of the innate stage, it resisted the crazy attack in the middle stage of the Jindan.

"It's worthy of being Mr. Dark Night, I'm beyond my reach."

When Yu Fengzi saw Yang Qing holding Wu Xing back, he started attacking Wood with all his strength.

After all, Wood is a master in the late stage of the Jindan stage, and Yu Fengzi is only in the middle stage of the Jindan stage. He soon turned pale and fell into a disadvantage. He only hopes that Yang Qing can last until Qin De succeeds in passing the tribulation, so that they have a chance to win.

"boom!"

Yang Qing and Wu Xing fought again and separated and stood in confrontation with each other.

Yang Qing had many sword marks on his clothes. Under the sword marks were sword wounds with bones that were visible. Blood flowed down the wound and dripped on the ground. There was also a sword wound on his head, and his hair was dripping with blood.

Tragic!

After all, Wu Xing is a strong man in the middle stage of the Golden Pill. Yang Qing not only crossed a big realm, but also crossed two small realms. The gap in the realm is irreparable.

If it weren't for Cang Tian's unrivaled physique, he could have resisted the weapons with bare hands, Yang Qing would have been shattered by Wu Xing's flying sword.

Although Yang Qing Cangtian's domineering body had just awakened and was still in its infancy, he still withstood the attack in the mid-stage Jindan and the killing of low-grade spiritual weapons.

At this moment, a trace of mysterious energy overflowed from the meteor tears in the heart, flowing all over Yang Qing's body, and the wound on his body was slowly healing.

Wu Xing was very shocked. Yang Qing's difficulty and tenacity were beyond imagination. His physique was like a monster, which was comparable to a spiritual weapon. Especially his purple true energy, which was very strange. It actually resisted the true energy of his mid-stage Golden Pill, especially the dark red medium-grade spiritual weapon in his hand, which made him even more afraid.

The medium-grade spiritual weapon is extremely powerful, and there is a risk of being cut by accident.

A congenital late stage, with his strong physique, strange true energy, and a mid-grade spiritual weapon, actually blocked his storm-like attack.

Wu Xing suddenly rose into the air, his aura soared again, and his violent energy swept across the world.
Chapter completed!