Peerless Divine Emperor

Chapter 538, Chapter 7

"You...how...how is it possible?"

Qingyun was stunned.

After a long time, I have never returned.

The people around me also looked at each other.

Then I looked at Jing Yunxiao with a look of horror.

"This kid is too... horrible."

Jiang Lulu’s heart is shocked.

She just had to shoot, but it was stopped by Jing Yun's sword. Now I want to come. It turns out that Jing Yunyi has already planned it. He has the confidence to hold on to one's offensive from the beginning.

"Bad boy, can you? It will be more and more in front of everyone."

The hail sword returned to Jing Yun's body, and the sound of the snoring sounded immediately.

Jing Yunxiao smiled and didn't talk, no way, he also created a momentum for the Emperor's Gate, not to install a fork, how can others know the power of the Emperor Gate?

Jing Yunyi looked at the darkness of the Qing dynasty, and the indifferent voice slowly said: "Don't be surprised to be surprised, you said how you want to die?"

Qing Yun was trembled and looked at Jing Yun's eyes, full of endless fear. He felt the breath of death, and this breath made him collapse.

In the end, he simply asked Xiao Yun directly to Jing Yun: "Yuhuang predecessors, please spare your life, as long as you take my life around me, I can give you a cow as a horse, after the saddle horse, the only life is from."

"Oh?"

Jing Yunqi raised his eyebrows and smiled indifferently: "Do you think you are qualified to be my cow and horse?"

thump!

Qingyun simply smashed down, and the sound of the slamming ground was very bright, so everyone in the room was stunned.

"Yuhuang predecessors, I beg you to put a small one, the small does not want to die, the small before the wrong, after a small must be atonement for his own fault."

This Qingyun is really unrelenting.

Jing Yunqi has always been the most contemptuous person, tears in his eyes: "It seems that you are so sincere and sincere, then I will give you a chance. I told you one thing, if you are honestly done." I won't kill you."

Qingyun heard it, it was a joy, and quickly gave Jingyun three heads, excitedly said: "Yuhuang predecessors, although you said, I promise that according to your instructions, the task will be done honestly."

Jing Yunxiao nodded. "I want you to do something very simple. You use this sword and smack it on your neck. Remember, you must wipe it. I want to see the blood." Splashing scene."

Hey.

Jingyun praised his hand and a sword was inserted in front of the Qingyun.

When I saw the sword and heard Jing Yun’s words, the smile that Qing Yun had not easily risen instantly withered.

Doesn't Jingyun's words make him self-proclaimed?

"What? You just didn't say that I was obedient after my saddle? Now I give you this opportunity. Why don't you cherish it?"

Jing Yun yin yang smirked and laughed.

For people like Qingyun, he never thought about letting him go.

Qingyun’s expression became cold again and again. He slowly stood up and pulled Jingyun’s sword out of the ground.

"Bad boy, I am dead today, and will not make you better."

"call out."

The Qingyun violently screamed, and the sword was taken out by him, and he rushed to Jingyun.

At the same time, his body violently jumped, and the fingerprints began to frantically flip. Under these flips, there were more than a dozen white clouds around his body. Each of the white clouds was hidden inside and hidden, and the power of destruction was infiltrated. .

As before, the body of Qingyun also hides in the white clouds, making people do not know where he is at all.

The people at the scene saw the breath and held their breath.

Because everyone can feel that the offensive played by the Qingyun Games seems to be even more terrible than before. He wants to fight for it.

"Glyphs are small."

Jing Yunyi reached out and grabbed the sword that was thrown over by Qingyun. He looked at the white clouds in front of him. Although these white clouds exude a strong offensive, Jing Yunhao did not Put it in your eyes.

As for the Qingyun, which is hiding in the clouds, Jingyun is even more lazy to look for it.

Another strange offensive, in the face of absolute fortune, it is a bubble.

"Sen Luo died, the seventh print."

Jing Yun's voice was violent, and the endless breath rushed out of his body. Like a volcanic eruption, it was surrounded by a blazing heat, and the surrounding air seemed to become nothingness under such burning heat.

At the same time, Jing Yun's handprints are unpredictable. In the air, the space is trembling, as if it is going to tear.

Immediately, everyone saw it, and a hundred-footed palm print suddenly condensed in front of Jingyun.

Above the palm print, there is plenty of spiritual power, like a giant mountain, standing before the crowd.

More than a dozen white clouds of Qingyun, in front of this horrible palm print, is simply a small witch.

A violent force, swept from the palm print, everyone just glanced at it, the body is full of blood, like a stormy wave, stunned.

"How strong is the real strength of this kid?"

"God? Is he really only a five-fold martial art realm?"

"I seem to see a horrible demon."

Everyone is slamming a few mouthfuls of air.

They did not expect that, after the use of the strong tricks before and after Jing Yunyi, they still hide these shocking means.

"Death."

In the midst of surprise, Jing Yun took a shot.

Like a landslide.

Like the sea and the stone.

It is like the end of the world.

Throughout the world, the wind is raging, and the surrounding trees are stoned and landslides.

The earth trembled violently, and cracks continued to appear.

The momentum is soaring and whistling.

Under these powerful and explosive sounds, the general palm prints were pressed against more than a dozen white clouds. The dozens of white clouds were instantly like cotton candy, and they were crushed and squashed. The shape, in the end, is directly dissipated in the air.

A strand of energy storms continues to surge.

Flying around the sand, the dust is flying.

"what……"

Just then, a scream suddenly sounded.

After the screams, a figure was visible, and the figure flew out from the dissipated white clouds. Obviously, it was subjected to the powerful impact of the palm prints, so there was no room for resilience.

Everyone knows that this person is the Qingzhai Zhaizhu Qingyun.

Under the impact of the palm prints, Qing Yun’s body was full of blood, and his face was completely different. His bones had been broken, and his singularity was broken.

Everyone knows that he is not an opponent of Jingyun.

But everyone did not expect that he would be so miserable.

In the end, his body slammed on the ground, blood did not flow out of him, and a blood pool formed under him, and he eventually died in this blood pool.