Wealth and wealth are found in danger.
This is a truth that everyone knows.
How could the remaining Westerners of Si Chenke not know this?
Naturally, they could see what the Black-faced Lord was thinking. As a world-famous evil person, his greed was greater than that of ordinary people.
"Okay! The brothers will kill this pretty boy, and then enjoy the taste of the Lord of Yihua Palace!"
The man in red with cockscomb chuckled.
Angrily, Yaoyue's face turned even paler. It was really true that a peerless master of a generation was insulted by a few insignificant people.
"Yu'er, kill them, kill them!"
Yao Yueyu pointed her finger at Si Chenke and Black Face Lord, and shouted angrily.
For some reason, the man in front of her, whose martial arts skills were far inferior to hers, gave her a sense of security.
The anger in his heart needs Qin Yu to vent it for him.
"Qiang!"
Qin Yu nodded, turned his hand around, and the green blood in his hand suddenly shone with cold light, and the green sword blade immediately made a crisp sound of gold.
Qin Yu seemed to have a deeper understanding of Xingyun Sword Technique. The green blood shone brightly out, like a startling giant, moving like a swimming dragon.
This time, Qin Yu displayed all the essence of Xingyun's sword skills.
The sword energy is pressing, and the cold light shoots to the west.
Before the black-faced master could get up, the sword had already arrived in front of another man in colorful clothes who was in front of him.
Si Chenke and the others were very close to Qin Yu. The man in red with the cockscomb quickly used his steel peck to try to help his friends block the sword. His movements were like ghosts, his red clothes were fluttering, and he came and went suddenly.
However, even though he was so fast, his speed was far inferior to Qin Yu's sword.
Qin Yu's sword was too fast, like a shooting star chasing the moon.
The man in red with the cockscomb didn't even touch the shadow of his sword. The man in yellow next to the man in yellow quickly took action, trying to use his two knives to help resist.
The right-hand knife attacks the front first, while the left-hand knife mainly attacks the front.
Trying to resist Xingyun Sword Technique's sword for the second time.
The five of them have traveled around the world for many years and have worked together seamlessly.
But it's a pity that even though they cooperated so tacitly, they still couldn't resist.
"clang!"
With the sound of the collision of gold and gold, the man in yellow's left hand sword was instantly cut into two halves, half of the blade flew into the air, and the right hand sword buzzed from the shock.
"Pfft!"
The dragon-like sword light continued to move forward, and the sword tip broke through the man's infuriating energy barrier, and a trace of blood spurted away.
The flower-robed head felt a chill coming over him, and then there was warmth on his neck, which was the temperature of blood.
"thump!"
The next moment, he fell to the ground.
One sword, just one sword, ended his life.
The remaining three of Si Chenke and the Black-faced Lord looked at this scene in great horror, their pupils couldn't help but shrink, and the shock and horror on their faces could not be concealed.
There were six people in their group, and two of them had already died.
The boy in front of them was by no means as simple as they imagined.
The horror of this sword is very clear to them who have practiced martial arts for decades.
But the more terrifying it was, the more horrified they felt. The black-faced Lord's eyes widened, but his fat body felt a huge chill that penetrated the bones.
Cold sweat dripped down my back, and I couldn't help but feel a little scared.
When did Yihua Palace have a man with such pure swordsmanship?
Before Si Chenke and the remaining Black Face Lord could recover from their shock, Qin Yu took action again.
Another extremely stunning sword strike.
In an instant, Qin Yu's figure was as elegant as a heavenly being descending to earth, and his sword energy was like countless stars twinkling, making people unpredictable.
All the essence of Xingyun swordsmanship is contained in it.
Through these two attacks, Qin Yu became more and more skilled in controlling Xingyun's sword technique, and countless principles of swordsmanship were integrated into this sword.
The turquoise sword light seemed to be like the underworld from hell, and it was extremely penetrating.
The sword headed towards the nearest man in yellow.
"Pfft!"
Before the man in yellow could react, he was caught off guard and a green sword light pierced his heart.
Blood splattered three feet.
The man in yellow had a look of disbelief on his face. Looking at the red-stained yellow clothes, his pupils gradually became blurry. He raised his finger slightly with difficulty, pointed at Qin Yu, and said tremblingly: "You..."
But before he finished speaking, he fell to the ground.
"this……"
The rest of the people who were sitting in the morning were all very sad. They had been traveling around the world for many years, but now three of the five were dead.
This is something they simply cannot accept.
The strength of the man in yellow is much higher than that of the man in colorful clothes, but he is completely unable to fight against the young man in front of him.
People in the world say they are evil thieves, but how can evil thieves be as scary as the devil in front of them?
In their eyes, Qin Yu was no different from a devil.
Kill three people with three swords, and defeat the black-faced king with one move.
It can be said that they are no match for the evildoers.
The black-faced king was even more stunned. He didn't care about the lives of Si Chenke and the others. If Qin Yu could be killed, he would still wish for these people to die.
But now everyone is prosperous, and everyone suffers when they lose.
"Brothers, come together!"
"He definitely doesn't have much inner strength left!"
The black-faced gentleman did not dare to be careless this time.
The man in red with the cockscomb and the remaining man in colorful clothes looked at each other. For them, only by working together could they have a chance to survive.
As for the words of the black-faced gentleman, they also quite agreed.
After all, the young man in front of him is still young. He has used this peerless sword technique three times in succession. His internal strength may not be enough to support him to use the sword technique with the same power again.
"Yu'er, be careful!"
Yaoyue reminded quickly.
She had always been aloof and indifferent, and for the first time she was particularly worried about a person's safety.
While worried, he was also surprised that Qin Yu had simplified the common martial arts in Yihua Palace, such as Xingyun Sword Technique, and integrated countless sword techniques into the sword technique.
The Xingyun Sword Technique in Qin Yu's hands has been upgraded from the elementary level of earth level to the intermediate level of heaven level, or even higher.
This kind of martial arts talent is really shocking.
The Black-faced Lord punched out again. Although he had no weapons, his own power was equivalent to a magical weapon.
He is powerful enough to break boulders.
At the same time, the man in red with the cockscomb just pecked his hand and followed a strange trajectory, also attacking Qin Yu.
The only man in colorful clothes was not idle and also attacked.
The three of them attacked together, and the attack was airtight, forcing Qin Yu to fight one against three in the front.
Qin Yu's expression remained unchanged, and he took action again with the green blood in his hand.
The green sword light slashed out horizontally, the blade was dull, but the sword light emitted a frightening light.
"Pfft!"
First, a sword slashed across the body of the man in colorful clothes, blood spattered out, and a horizontal blood hole appeared on the man in colorful clothes' chest.
The body fell limply to the ground.
The sword light from the blue-blooded sword continued to move wildly, and instantly struck the steel peck of the man in red with the cockscomb.
The man in red with cockscombs couldn't resist the terrifying internal force contained in the sword light. His right hand trembled, and the steel peck fell to the ground with a sound.
And his whole body flew backwards.
The last black-faced king had a solemn look on his face, trying to resist the sword light with his flesh and blood body.
"Pfft!"
But he couldn't resist at all. Flesh was still flesh after all. His fist was cut by the sword and a huge wound was made, and blood spattered out.
