Chen Qiuyan watched You Wuming rushing back again, and then waved his light.

As the true energy rolled, two evil sword energy broke out from the blade and was slashed by the crazy battle of You Wuming.

The next moment, between the interweaving of sword energy and blood light, the two collided and fought again.

The red light and the cold light collided several times. Chen Qiu found a flaw and broke the left hand holding the knife in the stern dance of Qiu Yi.

The young man was about to retreat immediately, but Chen Qiu was faster.

He started to slap his hand and hit You Wuming's chin, knocking the boy out with the sound of bone shattering.

The latter flexibly rotated in the air and crouched on the ground.

He raised his head and rubbed his chin, his bones broke and he couldn't speak.

But that's OK.

Just use a knife to talk.

Just like he was born with a heart for asking about the sword, he usually chatted with the evil.

"Swish"

The little leopard was as worried as a predator, rushing towards Chen Qiu with strange movements, and his broken wrist was forcibly recovered as the blood flowed.

The action of swinging the knife is a bit strange, but it does not affect lethality.

In the blink of an eye, the two had tried more than ten moves. You Wuming's thin body had been cut open twice by Yao Guang, but the latter seemed to be completely unharmed.

With a life-threatening attitude of not defending and only focusing on attack, Chen Qiu was beaten with a knife and dancing.

This desperate fighting style made Chen Qiu retreat continuously. He had thought in his eyes that it was meaningless to hit the young man, and the magic knife would not stop.

Unless the arm is cut off or...

Cut off your head!

"Swish"

Chen Qiu avoided the red light in front of him, stepped forward in a misleading way, waved the light in his hand, and when the ferocious spirit was erupting, the moonlight cold blade headed towards You Wuming's neck.

Need a sword to behead!

"puff"

The blade that was chopped towards him was snatched by You Wuming with his left hand and five fingers. He raised his left arm as a shield and let Yaoguang chop into the blood bones.

The blood splashed onto the evil sword, causing the red light to spread.

Chen Qiu's hair stood up with a shrill cry. He rose up and narrowly avoided the magic sword swept across, but was swept into his chest by the tip of the knife.

While his robes were torn apart, a tragic wound was also pulled out on his chest and abdomen.

Chen Qiu's face turned pale.

The demon blade slashed, and the blood was absorbed. The pain of blood flowing back made his hair stand up. The shaking light of the blade was locked by You Wuming and exerted force again, just like waving a flagpole.

During the violent shock, the thin You Wuming threw out the whole person.

The young man's left arm was almost destroyed. He fell to the ground and rolled around for a while. He supported his body with a evil knife and half-kneeled in front of Shen Qiu.

When he raised his head, his two blue eyes had turned blood red.

Just like the evil sword, it emits light in the darkness, which is terrifying.

The boy's chin was shattered and he could not speak. He could only smile strangely and sarcastically chew Chen Qiu.

"It wakes up..."

"boom"

The blood-red halo bloomed on the evil sword, just like the Blood Sea Demon Soldier finally finished heating up and truly woke up.

Blood light soared into the sky like an arc of light covering the already messy lakeside.

Chen Qiu's eyes were covered with blood-colored halos, as if his mind had been pulled into the Shura Hell.

The bloody smell pierced into the nostrils, making Chen Qiu feel disgusted and wanting to vomit. He looked up and seemed to be standing on a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

There were corpses of various creatures that had been cut to death in front of me.

And the knife-holding You Wuming was standing in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, staggering towards him like a killing Shura.

It's like a illusion of blood sea that captures people's hearts.

"Buzz"

The evil aura of the Shaking Light Knife gathered and rushed into Chen Qiu's body in reverse.

The intention of a man's sword exploded in Shen Qiu's mind, eliminating the illusion of the magic sword, and anger ignited in Shen Qiu's heart.

He gasped and mobilized Xue Ji's true energy in his body.

Six points to sacrifice oneself and rise again!

"Die!"

In the roar, Chen Qiu dragged the seven-star shaking light with the fighting spirit. Between the sword energy, wherever he went, the soil was flying, and he rushed into the evil four-foot sword surrounding him.

This scene surprised You Wuming.

In the past, he held the evil sword against the enemy, but no one could escape the illusion of the sea of ​​blood whenever the evil awakened.

If the opponent is stunned by Chongtian's blood, he can only lead his neck and kill him, but the person in front of him can actually break the illusion of being invincible?

He is worthy of being the master of Yaoguang Sword!

"Bang"

You Wuming, who held the knife in one hand, leaned forward, pressing all his strength on the magic knife, intending to resist Yaoguang's slash head-on.

But with the double blades intertwined, You Wuming's face changed.

There is no force on the shaking knife!

A false move!

Oops, I was fooled!

His left arm was broken and could not block it, so he could only see Chen Qiu, who was expressionless and stabbed his forehead with his finger sword.

But evil can protect his body, and no matter how serious the injury is, it will not cause death.

But if the head and brain are destroyed, no matter how strange the magic sword is, it cannot bring him back from the dead.

"puff"

The finger sword stabbed into the flesh and blood of You Wuxian and touched the strong skull.

Chen Qiu is already sure to win.

"boom"

A black shadow fell from the sky and was hitting Shen Qiu and You Wuming's feet, like a cannonball falling to the ground, smashing the three-foot earth around.

As the soil flew, Chen Qiu and Liu Wuming, who were still alive, were bombarded by Wushuang's energy.

The sharp sword energy of the shaking sword can only barely protect Chen Qiu's body.

He fell to the lake in a dirt, holding the shaking knife tightly in his hand, looking up, the one standing in front of him was a...

coffin!

The black coffin is wrapped around the outside with layers of chains.

It was half-punched into the soil, like a giant tree taking root, but there was a sound of collision inside, as if something strange was about to jump out of the coffin.

"Swoosh"

A figure fell on the coffin.

He was wearing a green robe and dressed like a performer.

He was obviously an eight-foot man with a burly figure and beard, but he had a small braid like a girl on his scattered hair.

The ugly life is that the left eye is big, the right eye is small, the face is full of flesh, and half of the face is smiling and half of the face is paralyzed.

He stood on the coffin, stomped his feet hard, and cursed:

"Stop! What a fuss!

Let me be quiet!"

Strangely, this guy stomped his feet and the beating coffin became quiet.

The man looked out, and when he saw You Wuming, who almost died, was leaning on the evil sword and climbing up from the ground, a ball of light suddenly lit up in his eyes.

"Don't fight and kill children. If you break the good materials, where can I find them?"

He clapped his hands while exclaiming in a weird accent:

"Good material! Really good material!

The muscles and bones are strange, the sea of ​​blood is soaked, and the evil spirit is hidden deep, and the body is domineering and arrogant.
To be continued...