Extraordinary Perspective

Chapter 515 0516 Beheading, show off the power of God! (third change)

The air of vertical and horizontal sabers ravaged the air, even the air was cut and exploded!
The power of the fight between the two made many people retreat one after another, so as not to be hurt by Chi Yu. Even if they retreated ten meters, everyone could still feel the horror from the momentum of the fight.

Then every knife qi can cut the steel plate, even an armored vehicle will be cut in half by this knife.

Faced with countless saber qi cuts, weak warriors couldn't help covering their eyes, fearing that it would affect themselves, but no matter how many people around them were afraid of affecting themselves, under Ye Qiu's three shouts.

All knives are shattered.

A sword shadow spread across the sky, starting from Ye Qiu, it rushed to the sky in an instant, the sword body was absorbed by true energy, and transformed into an astonishing sword energy tens of meters long.

Even if it is cut!
Like the wrath of the heavens, everyone felt a black shadow rushing down, and heard countless crashing sounds in their ears.

But he saw that the vertical and horizontal saber energy in the hands of the Japanese warrior was shattered, and even the saber energy he slashed was cut off by Ye Qiu's long sword, turning into unowned energy and returning to heaven and earth.

At this time, Ye Qiu gave people a feeling that if you were as violent as a dragon, I would kill you with one sword!
Not to mention that the crazy attacks of the Japanese samurai had no effect, on the contrary, the invincible aura he had cultivated before was cut off by Ye Qiu's sword, and his invincible confidence was shaken a little.

"It must be the Kusanagi sword that made him able to exert such power." The Japanese samurai thought about it, he didn't believe that everything came from Ye Qiu himself, and it should be the weapon in his hand that was so powerful.

The eyes of the Japanese samurai once again fell on the Kusanagi sword in Ye Qiu's hand. He decided that the sword in Ye Qiu's hand must be the lost artifact of his Japanese kingdom.

Take it back and let me use it, wouldn't it be more powerful!
The Japanese samurai's eyes were full of greed. The stronger Ye Qiu was, the more he felt that it was the Kusanagi sword. Only the Kusanagi sword could help a person improve his strength.

Be sure to get it!
The Japanese samurai's eyes were like fire. He turned his sword and went up. Ye Qiu shattered the ten-sword slash, so he used a thousand-sword flow!
Thousand Swords Flow!
This is the strongest sword technique of the Japanese samurai. Except for the person who created the Thousand Swordsmanship, no one knows the Thousand Swordsmanship. Only he breaks through the world with swordsmanship. Light, sit quietly on the dry mountain and stone wall for ten days, and explore the key points of Qiandaoliu.

As soon as the thousand swords flow out, thousands of sword shadows traverse the void and turn into a huge wall of swords, giving people a huge oppression.

Many people in the martial arts watching the battle showed shock. They never thought that someone could use sword skills to such an extent. There are thousands of blades. Even if they are condensed with true energy, they are scary enough. .

Swinging the knife, thousands of knives were fired at once, thousands of knives were like flowing water, drawing waves, rolling towards Ye Qiu.

Roar!
Ye Qiu's expression was solemn, his eyes shrank slightly, and he felt a sense of danger.

The Japanese samurai made another move, a killer move.

In Ye Qiu's eyes, the thousands of blades in front of him transformed into an endless stream of water, sweeping towards them, like a ferocious beast with its fangs open, swallowing everything in one gulp.

Against Qiandao alone, Ye Qiu looked rather insignificant.

The Japanese samurai's eyes were full of pride, and he muttered: "Death."

Thousands of blades flooded Ye Qiu, rubbing rub...

They kept attacking one point continuously, wanting to chop Ye Qiu into a meat paste.

People can't really see it, they only see Ye Qiu's posture with one hand behind his back, holding the sword in one hand and holding up the sky from the previous Qiandao.

At this time, this figure disappeared, and he was completely overwhelmed by endless attacks.

"Ye Qiu, my thousand swords are enough to resist a random blow from the legendary realm. You can be relieved to die under this kind of power, but it's a pity that I couldn't save your life for Mr. Gu Shan, and I couldn't let him kill you with his own hands. about you."

"However, Mr. Gushan won't say anything if I kill you. As long as I dedicate the Kusanagi sword in your hand to the royal family, everything I have done will be worth it."

The eyes of the Japanese samurai were flickering with madness and pride.

For him, Qiandaoliu consumes a lot of zhenqi every time he uses it. At this time, there is only one layer of zhenqi in his body. , everything is worth it.

The Japanese samurai walked towards Ye Qiu, who was surrounded by the smoke of the attack, step by step. The Kusanagi sword was about to be obtained, and he told himself to be calm.

One step, two steps, three steps...

When the Japanese samurai first entered the area filled with smoke and dust, he frowned.

What he saw was not just smoke, but a sudden rise of smoke.

The smoke didn't have any origin, it seemed to be left out of thin air, but it blocked the sight of the Japanese samurai, he couldn't see Ye Qiu's figure.

"Fog..." The expression of the Japanese samurai changed suddenly, and he suddenly remembered that the artifact Kusanagi Sword seemed to have the magical function of releasing fog.

Could it be that the mist was emitted by the Kusanagi sword?
The Japanese samurai suddenly realized that he had underestimated Ye Qiu, and the appearance of the mist showed that Ye Qiu was not dead at all, but instead used the function of the Kusanagi sword to hide himself and confuse him.

"Even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured. This mist can't save you." The Japanese samurai thought for a moment, and at the same time he couldn't help but feel delighted by the mist Ye Qiu created. People in the middle couldn't say anything, because no one really saw that he killed it.

Thinking of this, the Japanese samurai couldn't help laughing wildly in his heart. Soon, he suppressed his smile and kept searching for Ye Qiu's shadow.

Outside the fog, the people in the martial arts world who were watching the battle were a little confused. They were surprised that the fog would suddenly appear. It happened that on the battlefield where the two were fighting, Ye Qiu died after being bombarded by the Japanese warrior's Thousand Swords Style. It has never appeared, and now there is a fog, which is even more confusing.

"Could it be that he had a feeling that he didn't want Ye Qiu, a young warrior, to perish, so the mist appeared to confuse the Japanese warriors!" someone said.

These words only aroused the agreement of a small number of people. After all, the strange fog falling from the sky is a bit mysterious, and many people think it should be Ye Qiu's method.

Maybe he was seriously injured, in order to paralyze the opponent and buy time for himself.

Someone voiced this idea and won the approval of most people.

"I hope he can defeat the Japanese samurai. Although this hope is slim, I would rather believe in it."

In the fog, it is still unknown who is the prey and who is the hunter.

……

On a mountain top, opposite to Taoist Ganzhen stood an old man, this old man was Gu Shan Baiyi.

"Daoist Qianzhen, you can't stop me. As long as you are negligent, I will definitely find Ye Qiu and kill him to vent my hatred for losing my beloved disciple." Life and death, unlimited killing opportunities.

This is a great master, an opponent that even Taoist Qianzhen fears.

At this time, he wanted to kill Ye Qiu.

It's a moment if you can stop it for a moment, Taoist Qianzhen thought helplessly.

……

In the mist that everyone was waiting for, it was quiet for a long time, but there was no movement.

After hearing only a chi-chi sound, I felt footsteps coming out.

A vague figure.

Everyone opened their eyes wide, and someone exclaimed, "It's Ye Qiu!"

Whether it was Huangfu Jun, Feng Jian, Luo Tie and other ten owls, they all looked at them, and they were shocked, what about Japanese warriors!
Ye Qiu slowly retracted his sword, and the mist cleared away in the wind. After a while, everyone pointed to the figure kneeling there with horror on their faces, with their head lost. Wasn't it just the mighty Japanese samurai before?
he died!
Thinking of the death of the Japanese samurai, the surrounding martial arts crowd burst into appalling cheers in an instant.

(End of this chapter)