Chapter 537 (1/2)

When the power of mountain and sea was lifted, Qingge subconsciously narrowed his eyes, just like the way ordinary people look directly at big day.

His highness Qingge, who felt confident of winning, finally felt a threat on Lu Qingshan.

Longque in hand, forgetting the river and peach blossoms are swaying and circling around Lu Qingshan.

Get up!

Lu Qingshan's mind moved.

The two swords of forgetting Sichuan and peach blossom turned into two sword lights with a swish. One was as blue as ice and the other was as green as jade.

Two flying swords swim in the air like snakes and fish.

Lu Qingshan didn't say a word. He spit out a breath of pure Qi. He was full of sword Qi and followed up.

”A small skill.” Qingge sneered, but his heart was awe inspiring.

He had already felt the power of Lu Qingshan's flying sword in the previous chase battle, so he didn't dare to underestimate it.

In fighting, his quality is still very high.

Green Ge twisted his sword to accumulate strength, raised his hand and waved it. It was as fast as a ghost. He blocked two flying swords.

There were two clangs, ripples and waves shaking, and the peach blossoms of forgetting Sichuan returned in vain.

At this time, Lu Qingshan was already deceiving himself to keep up.

He was distracted, holding the sword and controlling the sword.

The sword and man's offensive are connected together, like a continuous tide, one wave is not flat, another wave rises again.

The Dragon sparrow flashed its flame and split it in front of Qingge's head. Its explosive power was terrible.

The sword Qi exploded on the Dragon Finch and mixed in the flame. It was like adding fuel to the fire. It was so fierce that it was unimaginable.

Qingge's face changed slightly and his mind was shocked.

Immediately, several dark golden hairsprings came out of the black blood in his hands, turned into several wisps of golden light, hooked into a well, and stopped in front of Lu Qingshan's sword.

Hiss!

The word ”well” is shaking and rippling constantly.

The sword Qi on the Dragon sparrow is constantly shooting behind Lu Qingshan. The dazzling light shines on Lu Qingshan's face.

”Cut the wind.” Lu Qingshan whispered.

There is no need to produce a second sword. This sword directly produces two swords. The attack starts again and thunders on the ground.

see things in a blur.

The word ”well” was finally difficult to withstand the terrible power of the superposition of the three swords, which turned into a little golden light and dispersed.

Along the gap, Lu Qingshan pursued the victory and pressed the Longque sword edge.

Caught off guard and unprepared, Qingge can only raise his empty left hand and block the sword with his palm.

Bang!

Meat palm clashed with the blade, but there was no unimaginable one-sided situation, but a strange stalemate.

This is the strength of the demon family's flesh.

Qingge took advantage of the situation and raised his legs regardless of the palm of his hand.

A strong black light flashed on his legs. He swept his legs towards Lu Qingshan's body. The next moment, there was a bang. Even if he summoned the sword and armor to protect his body in time, Lu Qingshan's body still flew upside down.

His movements are sensitive, so even if he is repulsed, he is not a straight-line backward tilt without resistance, but quickly adjust his position in the air. After sliding out an elegant half arc, he will stabilize his body, and his posture is indescribable natural and elegant.

The two Qi follow each other. Here, his body has just retreated. Forgetting Sichuan and peach blossom immediately relay, and the speed increases sharply. A swallow returns, circling a semicircle and stabbing Qingge in the back of his head.

The situation is extremely dangerous.

Aware of the strange Qingge, I can't care to pursue Lu Qingshan.

At this time, in his left hand, a red line appeared impressively, and blood was exuding from it.

In front of the Dragon finch's sharp edge, he fought with his palm. Even if the flesh was strong, he didn't reach the realm of God and devil body after all, so he was inevitably injured.

”Recruit troops.” Qingge, whose face was slightly white, looked fiercely. He didn't look at the shocking wound in the palm of his hand, and all the dark golden secret patterns glittered all over his body.