I saw that the black seal rushed towards the jade pillar, and between the collision between the two, the earth trembled wildly, and at the center of the two, countless surging vitality rushed towards the surroundings.
Knock knock!
The low sound also sounded, spreading to the surroundings, the sound shook for hundreds of miles, and the ground under Wen Qingye's feet also collapsed one by one because of the backshock.
And the ruthless look of Qingyun's face, he forcibly held back the vibration in his heart, stretched out his fingers again, and the surging momentum seemed to be stirring out, and the majestic vitality could be sensed even if he stood within hundreds of zhang.
At the same time, Qingyue also rushed over, as fast as an arc light, and blasted towards Wen Qingye with a punch, and where the fist force passed, a series of qi waves appeared in the air.
The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi shook violently, and the surrounding Yuan Qi seemed to be sucked into a vacuum by the two of them, and all of them disappeared at once.
"Sanyang Wuji refers to the second finger!"
"May Fist Method!"
Wen Qingye was mighty above, and a sky-breaking jade pillar fell suddenly, as if it was going to crush the heavens and the earth, and the refracted ten thousand golden rays made the surrounding masters all look extremely solemn, and their footsteps retreated towards the rear one by one.
Looking at the fingering that was even sharper than the previous one, Wen Qingye's sword clenched, at this moment his vitality was no longer enough to perform the fusion of multiple seals again, and he could only fight against the two of them through the fierceness of the sword in his hand.
Thinking of this, Wen Qingye continuously gathered the countless purple vitality in his body towards the Yinian Sword.
Instantly!
Brilliant purple flames diffused out, and the Yi Nian Sword was like a purple sun, accompanied by the boundless fierceness in it, surging towards the distance.
A purple light appeared in Wen Qingye's dark eyes, and the sword in his hand swung quickly, and the breath of boundless killing seemed to come out of the sword.
"Fourteen Ways to Slay Ghosts and Gods" Purple sword rays poured out from the Yi Nian sword, like a sword across the sky, and rushed towards the jade pillar in the sky without hesitation.
And Wen Qingye, who had performed the fourteenth way to kill the ghost god, did not stop there, he felt that Qingyue's fist strength had attacked, and immediately clenched the sword in his hand and waved it again.
The next moment!
The sky seemed to tremble, and countless cold rays suddenly appeared, and everyone felt that their bodies were cold, and many people even felt that their blood was frozen.
Chilly!
Extreme cold!
Wen Qingye swung his sword, and a huge glacier seemed to emerge from his sword.
Everyone's hearts trembled, and their eyes looked ahead in amazement, and their eyes were full of disbelief.
The ice blue cold current was stirring in the sky, countless cold air rushed downward, and endless blue light also appeared behind the warm and clear night, dazzling.
"The fifth sword of the Cold Ice Sword Technique, the cold river descends from the sky!"
Wen Qingye's eyes flashed with cold light, and he swung his sword violently, and the boundless glacier seemed to rush out from the blade, magnificent and boundless.
I saw that the majestic glacier slammed towards the fist that fell like a meteorite, and did not hesitate to blast over.
Rumble!
Rumble!
The sound of two explosions colliding sounded, and the world seemed to become quiet all of a sudden, and everyone's eyes were stunned to look at the air waves rushing in front of them, and then their faces changed greatly.
"Run, run!"
"Oh no, it's going to collapse here" Countless voices rang out, and everyone changed color one after another, and then rushed towards the distance.
I saw that the countless waves of qi swept towards the surroundings like a tidal wave, and the surrounding attics and trees were all shattered at once.
All of a sudden, a large amount of smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the entire head sect of the Burial Heaven Sect was shrouded in a haze.
It was Tian Youwei and Yue Mingzhu who all stopped at the moment, standing in the distance, looking at the mushroom cloud rising into the sky, and the stunned in their hearts was also contained.
There was silence all around, as if a pin had fallen to the ground.
"Who won?
The master of the Taiyi Palace, or Wen Qingye" "Is Wen Qingye dead?"
"Under the joint efforts of the six heavenly masters of the Life and Death Realm, I think it is impossible for Wen Qingye to survive."
The countless masters around him all frowned slightly, looked at the yellow smoke in front of them, and whispered.
In the next moment, the sound of vitality bursting suddenly came from everyone's ears again, stirring everyone's hearts.
Boom Boom Boom!
"Oh my God, Wen Qingye is not dead" A master couldn't contain the excitement in his heart, and pointed to the stirring sound in front of him.
I saw that the boundless smoke and dust were dispersed by layer after layer of air waves, and at this time, three figures quickly emerged from the smoke and dust in the sky.
Under the gaze of all eyes, I saw Qingyue, Qingyun, and Wen Qingye gradually appear in the smoke and dust that slowly dispersed.
At this moment, under the high-speed movement of the three of them, the masters of the Four Heavens of the Ordinary Life and Death Realm could not see the movements of the three of them at all, and could only see the afterimages of the three of them constantly emerging.
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Wen Qingye gritted his teeth, the sword in his hand swung out again and again, and countless sword rays spit out from the sword of a thought, slashing towards the two people in front of him.
The shirt on his left arm was torn, and a trace of blood slowly dripped from the corner of his mouth to the ground, and it seemed that the injury was very serious.
And Qingyue and Qingyun looked much better, the two of them flanked left and right, rushing towards Wen Qingye, their palms waved out again and again, countless vitality surging out, and Wen Qingye's sword was crushed in an instant.
Bang bang!
Wen Qingye's footsteps drifted towards the back again and again, and his arm was even more numb from the shock.
Many people obviously saw the battle situation at this moment, and they were all in their hearts, Wen Qingye looked like he was at the end of his crossbow, as if he was going to be killed by the two of them at any time.
Seeing this, Yue Mingzhu hurriedly gave up the fight with Tian Youwei, took a few steps back, and felt cold in his heart: "It's not good, Wen Qingye is afraid that he won't be able to hold on for half an hour."
The corners of Tian Youwei's mouth showed a cold smile, and he hummed: "Hmph, arrogant boy, sooner or later you will pay the price for this, and this price is death."
"Our battle is not over" After Tian Youwei finished speaking, his eyes looked at Yue Mingzhu, and the soles of his feet stomped towards the ground, and rushed over again.
"The beam-jumping clown is always a beam-jumping clown, and he is vulnerable" Qingyue looked at Wen Qingye, who was retreating, the cold light in her eyes became more and more intense, and the strength in her hands was even more merciless, punch after punch, and the boundless vitality was higher and higher.
Wen Qingye's body directly retreated dozens of feet, and he was still retreating.
"Wen Qingye, go die!"