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Chapter 1938 Battle of Sword Slaves!
Bang!
The tingling sensation poured into Zhao Pengqing's arm like sand, and he backed away repeatedly.

And Qin Yang in front of him was like a war machine, he didn't know pain, he didn't fear strength, he used the most primitive fists to strike over and over again, which shocked Zhao Pengqing, and always felt that the other party had inexhaustible strength.

He didn't take Qin Yang seriously at first, and he didn't even bother to use weapons.However, looking at the situation now, if he continues to fight like this, he may be in a bad situation.

"The end of hell!"

Zhao Pengqing took a step forward, his momentum was like a rainbow, the spear in his hand shone with dazzling light, the extremely fierce wind tore through the air fiercely, and stabbed at Qin Yang.

The sky was dark and yellow, like swimming in the underworld, and the breath of death was extremely heavy.

"Thanos punch!!"

Qin Yang's tiger eyes surged fiercely, and he punched away with a blast, and finally with violent fluctuations, the sound exploded!

With the sound of a dull explosion, the two pushed each other away. Qin Yang's clothes were torn a little, revealing the strong tattoo of the white tiger and Xuanyuan dragon.

"what--"

At this time, there were screams one after another.

Zhao Pengqing was startled, and turned his head to look, only to see that his subordinates were cut off one by one by Lan Bingyao, and their bodies were cut into two pieces. The 'network array' had no effect on the girl.

Lan Bingyao had no expression on her face, her face was stained with blood, and she felt a little more enchanting. The giant knife in her hand was like a death scythe, harvesting lives one by one.

The blood flowing from the corpse gradually disintegrated into streams of red mist, which wrapped around the knife and the girl, making their murderous intent a bit stronger, and the girl and the knife vaguely turned into a skull.

"Damn!!"

Zhao Pengqing cursed secretly, and the spear stabbed Lan Bingyao like a flying dragon.

Seeing Qin Yang throwing his fist again, he felt extremely agitated, and scrambled around. A drop of blood condensed between his eyebrows with his two fingers, and wiped it on the spear. Suddenly, the spear trembled, and a ghostly and terrifying aura erupted.

"Death to me!!"

Zhao Pengqing stabbed with a spear, within a radius of [-] zhang, all the boulders were shattered into powder by that powerful wave, and in an instant the whole spear turned into a giant dragon, roaring loudly, shaking the mountains and rivers.

Bang!
Dust and smoke flew up, and circles of energy spread like water ripples. Some immortals with lower strength couldn't dodge, and they spurted blood and fell to the ground, seriously injured.

"I don't believe that I can't deal with you brat!"

Zhao Pengqing waved his hand to disperse the dust and smoke, and wanted to see how Qin Yang was nailed to the ground by a spear, but when he stared, he was stunned.

His spear did penetrate Qin Yang's chest, but Qin Yang stood upright, as if nothing happened.

"How is this possible?!" Zhao Pengqing was astonished.

Suddenly, his eyelids twitched, and he turned his head to look, only to see Lan Bingyao approaching like lightning with a huge sword in his hand, staring at him with scarlet eyes like hell's plasma, sending a chill down Zhao Pengqing's spine for no reason.

"Did you bring a knife to the deity?"

Zhao Pengqing was full of rage and had nowhere to vent. When he saw this little girl, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. As soon as he stretched out his palms, he wanted to grab Lan Bingyao.

"Eagle Claw!"

Two silver-white bone claws slipped out from Zhao Pengqing's wrist, and black air lingered.

Zhao Pengqing didn't dare to take it seriously, and took out a pair of bone claws from a level-nine monster that he had once obtained, intending to snatch the magic knife. As long as she took the magic knife, this little girl would be nothing to be afraid of!
However, when the distance between the two was less than one meter, Lan Bingyao's figure suddenly flashed rapidly, leaving an afterimage.

Zhao Pengqing was stunned, but before he could react, that beautiful and monstrous face suddenly appeared in front of him again, the red mist in his eyes was like blood, without any emotion.

puff--

There was a stabbing pain in his lower abdomen.

Zhao Pengqing looked down, but saw that the blade had cut into his lower abdomen and was still pushing forward.

"Do not--"

Zhao Pengqing screamed, his eyes widened.

He wanted to back up, but he was still a step too late, only to hear a 'chi la', and his body was cut in half by the red devil's giant knife!

Zhao Pengqing, who was cut into two pieces, did not die immediately, but fell to the ground, with some disbelief still in his eyes, and finally closed his eyes slowly, lifeless.

His soul only lasted a few seconds under the Red Devil's giant knife before it shattered.

Zhao Pengqing, the Tiansha Spear, has just fallen!
The crowd gasped.

Seeing this scene, they were extremely shocked. Even Zhao Pengqing was killed. This magic sword is really as powerful as it is said in the legend.

All the immortals have fiery eyes, and want to snatch it, but are limited by their own strength, so they can only watch from afar helplessly.

"Kaye, are you alright?"

Qin Yang cut off the silk thread wrapped around the woman with a wave of his hand, and asked with concern.

His Highness Jiu shook his head.

Qin Yang swallowed an elixir for her, and looked at Lan Bingyao. At this moment, after beheading Zhao Pengqing, the little girl walked towards the remaining immortals with a huge knife, like a puppet, without any expression.

Those celestial beings were frightened out of their wits, and fled in all directions using the air defense technique.

At this moment, Lan Bingyao stopped suddenly, looked up at the gray sky, and let out a screaming sound. The sound was extremely ear-piercing, as if piercing the eardrum, and it was extremely painful.

"come out!!"

Lan Bingyao raised the knife with one hand and shouted to Tianjiao.

Just when everyone was wondering who she was calling, a black shadow descended from the sky with supreme coercion, and the twisted and wriggling dark clouds in the sky shook violently at this moment.

In the next instant, the black glow illuminated the entire world.

boom! !

Following a violent earthquake, a giant knife fell not far away, and cracks opened on the ground like cracks.

When they saw the giant knife clearly, everyone except Qin Yang was stunned.

what the hell! ?
Why did another phantom knife appear! ?
This scene undoubtedly made those immortals very confused. They couldn't figure out what was going on. Could it be that there were two magic knives?
Fluctuations appeared in Lan Bingyao's eyes, her slender little hands tightly held the handle of the knife, and she said slowly: "Sword God, you and I didn't know the winner in the first battle back then, after a thousand years, you and my husband and wife will fight again! !"

Hearing Lan Bingyao's words, all the immortals were dumbfounded.

what on earth is it!

What was the World War I?What couple?Is the sword god still there?
"You... still can't let go?"

Just when everyone was surprised, an old and helpless voice suddenly sounded, vague and indeterminate, making it difficult to tell where it came from, maybe it was the knife.

"Hahaha……"

Lan Bingyao raised her head and laughed loudly, a woman's face loomed on her face, like madness, like resentment, "You finally came out! If you don't want to show up, then let these two sword slaves fight!" !"

As the woman's voice fell, the surrounding fell into silence again.

I don't know how long it took before the old voice slowly sounded: "Okay, this battle, I hope it will be the last battle!"

A graceful figure slowly appeared in the sight of everyone.

This is a woman with picturesque features and quite beautiful.

She was wrapped in a trace of black mist, just like Lan Bingyao, like a puppet.She walked up to the knife, grasped the 'Phantom Knife', raised the knife, and pointed at Lan Bingyao: "Fight!"

(End of this chapter)