super six doors

Chapter 204 True Qi and One
The infuriating energy that billowed like a raging flame melted the coldness in his arms.

Ye Cangqiong's movements returned to normal, and he responded quickly.

The palm that came out of the air, the palm of ecstasy, was struck close to the body, and pushed towards the chest of the leader of the Black Dragon Sect at an extremely tricky angle.

The leader of the Black Dragon Sect swung his long sword, sealing it on his chest, blocking Ye Cangqiong's palm strike.

"Clang clang."

The sound of swords and palms clashing and clanging can be heard endlessly.

"Ye Shaoxia, let me help you." When the two were fighting, Gu Daoren swung the ancient Songwen sword and summoned a purple skull, not to be outdone, and joined the battle group.

"Black Dragon Sword Art."

The leader of the Black Dragon Cult didn't take it seriously, and swung Xing Tian's sharp blade across the air, and the invisible black sword energy turned into three black dragons.

"The magic dragon Tianxiang."

Three black dragons with true qi circled and danced, one black dragon collided with the purple skull, and the other two black dragons with true qi entangled Ye Cangqiong like a pair of dragons playing with pearls.

Toad power.

Ye Cangqiong gathered momentum slightly, and the true energy in his whole body was quickly poured into his right palm.

Then, Ye Cangqiong's entire right arm was covered with golden qi.

The powerful palm shot out, instantly shattering the two strands of black dragon's true energy.

The situation on Gu Daoren's side was not very good. The black dragon's true energy shattered the purple skull, and it rushed towards Gu Daoren with undiminished momentum.

Daoren Gu frantically tried his best to dissipate the black dragon's true energy, but he was sweating profusely and panting.

In this life-and-death battle, Ye Cangqiong did not count on other people's help at all.

Ye Cangqiong just glanced at Daoren Gu's direction out of the corner of his eye, and then his figure flashed continuously, tightly wrestling with the leader of the Black Dragon Cult.

The leader of the Black Dragon Sect is not an ordinary person.

Moreover, the leader of the Black Dragon Sect took the lead and came to the throne of Xingtian, so he had another chance.

The Black Dragon Sword Art of the leader of the Black Dragon Sect has made great strides forward, and the swordsmanship of the martial arts master realm is astonishingly powerful.

Xing Tian's sharp blade, the leader of the Black Dragon Cult, swirled out along his body.

The strong true energy is ejected in all directions.

Clothes fluttered in the air, sword energy crisscrossed, and the leader of the Black Dragon Cult hovered in mid-air.

"Since the black dragon is my teaching of the true meaning, once the black dragon comes out, who will compete with it?"

Behind the leader of the Black Dragon Sect, a black dragon formed from sword energy hovered and danced, its claws pierced the air, making a sharp sound of breaking the wind.

The momentum of the black dragon continued to rise, reaching the highest point.

The leader of the Black Dragon Sect pointed his long sword downwards, and the leader of the Black Dragon Sect and the sword energy of the Black Dragon merged into one.

The black dragon opened its Dragon Kiss, constantly spewing amazing sword energy.

In the center of the black dragon's dragon kiss, there is the chill of winter, which makes people's hearts shake.

"What a powerful sword move."

Witnessing this shocking sword strike, Gu Daoren gasped and was completely stunned.

Other people who were outside the attack range of the sword energy also turned into petrification, dumbfounded.

"Such a terrifying sword is undoubtedly a sword with the peak power of a martial arts master."

"It's too scary. Seeing this powerful sword, I will have nightmares in my dreams."

"Ye Cangqiong is in a difficult situation. No matter whether he retreats or strikes, there will be no good results. If I were to face this sword, I would be torn into pieces by the sword energy."

At the center of the attack, the center of the blade storm, Ye Cangqiong's face was as calm as before.Gujing does not wave.

Ye Cangqiong was not moved, but looked at the Black Dragon Sword Qi approaching extremely calmly.

Although this sword is very stunning, even though this sword far surpasses any sword Ye Cangqiong has seen.

But this sword wasn't as shocking as it was to Ye Cangqiong, the Sword Master of Ten Cities, Flying Immortal Heaven. It was even more frightening.

Ye Cangqiong's true energy circulated, and Beiming's magical power was activated to the extreme.

Ye Cangqiong didn't care at all, the sword energy around the sword energy storm broke into his body, cutting dozens of wounds on his body.

In Ye Cangqiong's eyes, there was only the extremely dazzling sword of the Black Dragon Dragon Kiss.

"Stab la la."

Countless wounds opened and blood flowed horizontally.

When Xing Tian's sharp blade was less than thirty centimeters away from Ye Cangqiong's chest, Ye Cangqiong's long-prepared right fist finally punched out.

This punch went straight to the dragon's kiss of the black dragon, and went straight to Xing Tian's sharp blade.

"Looking for death." The leader of the Black Dragon Sect snorted contemptuously, and greeted Xing Tian's sharp and incomparably sharp sword tip with his fist, which was an act of seeking death.

However, in the blink of an eye, Xing Tian's sharp blade was suddenly impacted by gravity and deviated from the original trajectory.

The leader of the Black Dragon Sect and Xing Tian Sharp Blade passed by along an arc, passing by Ye Cangqiong.

Just at the critical moment, Ye Cangqiong's fist hit the hilt of Xing Tian's sharp blade with an imperceptible turn.That is, the difference of [-] seconds caused the most powerful attack of the leader of the Black Dragon Sect to fail to exert [-]% of its power.

The sword energy disappeared.

The leader of the Black Dragon Sect had an extremely ugly expression, like an eggplant beaten by frost.

The leader of the Black Dragon Cult turned around slowly, facing Ye Cangqiong.

"You are very good, you can avoid my fatal blow, you are doing well, but this is your limit, and then I will make you regret coming to this world, I will cut you with a sword body, I will execute you Ling Chi."

"What you said is exactly what I want to tell you." Although Ye Cangqiong was covered in blood and looked like a blood man, there was no fatal wound on Ye Cangqiong's body.

So Ye Cangqiong looked very embarrassed, but he still had the strength to fight.

Ye Cangqiong stared coldly at the leader of the Black Dragon Sect, and tightly pursed the corners of his mouth, as if two blades.

"Misty step."

Ye Cangqiong's footwork was mysterious, and he rushed to the side of the leader of the Black Dragon Sect.

The leader of the Black Dragon Sect sneered: "You can't control yourself, you're like a cart."

The leader of the Black Dragon Cult casually threw out a sword, blocking Ye Cangqiong's progress.

The long sword easily pierced Ye Cangqiong's body, the leader of the Black Dragon Sect was surprised, his eyes narrowed tightly.

"phantom?"

In an instant, a loud noise came from behind the leader of the Black Dragon Sect.

The leader of the Black Dragon Sect took two steps forward without even thinking about it. However, a sharp pain suddenly came from the back of the leader of the Black Dragon Sect.

The back of the heart of the leader of the Black Dragon Cult was hit by Ye Cangqiong's punch.

The leader of the Black Dragon Sect's heart felt hot, his mouth felt fishy, ​​and he spat out a mouthful of black blood.

After a successful blow, Ye Cangqiong didn't show any joy, instead, his expression became more cautious.

With all his strength, the punch that hit the vital point only slightly injured the leader of the Black Dragon Cult.

The next battle is not optimistic.

"Big mudra!"

Before the battle began, the old prisoner, whose feet were pierced by a spear, temporarily stopped the bleeding wound.

Behind the leader of the Black Dragon Sect, the old prisoner launched an extremely vicious offensive.

The golden palm of the void, like the golden palm of a Buddhist Bodhisattva, enveloped the entire figure of the leader of the Black Dragon Sect.

(End of this chapter)