Chapter 261: This way

Chao Qingqiu wounded Bei Ming with just two swords, and the third sword caught everyone's attention. Even the saints of the cloud stared at this sword.
Chao Qingqiu's time to enter the Canghai Realm was the shortest of all the seas in the field, and yet he was the strongest in combat power. Even a saint might be able to see something with his sword.
After the sword aura that covered the sky before, after the third sword was handed out, only the sword aura on the sword was left.
Everything is one.
This sword pierced out, the world is clear and peaceful!
Before everyone's eyes, they saw that huge Kunpeng appeared in the sky again, and Chao Qingqiu's sword became so huge, it was thousands of miles long, no one could see the hilt clearly, only the blade.
There is a saying in ancient books that the sword immortal has a sword, and the energy is tens of thousands of miles. When Liu Xiang was the strongest, he had 80,000 li.
Chao Qingqiu and Liu Xiang are higher and lower, which is not well-received. However, if Chao Qingqiu's sword is done with all his strength, the sword energy can be tens of thousands of miles.
The sword that appeared between heaven and earth this time was composed of sword aura.
Chao Qingqiu's killing power is the first in the world. The sword energy contained in this sword is also only seen in the world. If it weren't for the great demon of the Canghai Realm in front of him, I am afraid that the rest of the people would have felt the sword energy. Shattered.
This sword is unbeatable.
Kunpeng spread his wings, and there was a strong wind.
The sea is always turbulent, and this strong wind has made the sea turbulent. Such a scene cannot be created by the sea.
Those who are fortunate enough to see this battle are extremely lucky. In the past, great sea battles were not easy to happen. After the 6,000 years, the relationship between the monster land and the mountains and rivers has eased, even if there are occasional frictions, there has never been a sea. The monks in the realm battled, except Chao Qingqiu went to the demon land several times, and fought against the big demon over there.
Even so, every time Chao Qingqiu fights, there are almost no people who are onlookers. What happens when a monk in the Canghai Realm fights, naturally few people know about it. Now Chao Qingqiu is fighting against the Great Demon of the Canghai, but it’s hard Really in full view, although they are destined to see nothing subtle due to their own realm cultivation, they are all considered not bad.
Canghai, the Three Religions are said to be saints, swordsmen are said to be swordsmen, and demon land is said to be great monsters.
But after all, it's the ocean.
The highest realm that this world can reach is the sea.
Chao Qingqiu's sword pierced the Dapeng, and many feathers fell over the North Sea, as well as a lot of blood.
This great demon who has just stepped into the sea is not Chao Qingqiu's opponent.
Even Sheng Du and Chang Sheng, who had been holy for many years, were so jealous of Chao Qingqiu. This great demon who had just stepped into the sea is not even Chao Qingqiu’s opponent. Everyone in the scene knows this matter, just see him. It's just defeat.
To put it bluntly, it is how many swords can be held under Chao Qingqiu.
Chao Qingqiu's sword dissipated between the sky and the earth, and the Dapeng had been injured everywhere, it hovered in the sky, and there was no sadness or joy in his eyes.
Chao Qingqiu held the sword, thinking about when to hand out another sword.
His expression was the same as before, and there was no blood in his white robe. In this battle between the seas, Chao Qingqiu had never even suffered any injuries.
Du Sheng in the cloud said indifferently: "The Chao Qingqiu nowadays is not like that when he walked into the sea."
Chang Sheng said the truth in a word, "After he became Canghai, he has not stopped. He has fought against the big demon many times. It is good not to die. After all these years, he is naturally too strong."
This is a fact, there is nothing to say.
Du Sheng didn't say anything. Since he has been sanctified, it is rare to make a single shot in so many years. Where can he walk on the edge of death like Chao Qingqiu.
The killing power is not as good as the sword fairy, which is excusable.
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A bird's song resounded between heaven and earth, but it sounded a little sad.
Feng Quan turned around blankly and left, Qing Tianjun looked complicated and sighed.
Chao Qingqiu seemed to have only produced three swords, but the things contained therein were not less than ordinary people had produced thousands of swords.
Therefore, the last sword pierced everything, and a sword pierced Bei Ming's chest.
Leave a huge hole.
Bei Ming looked down at the hole on his chest, a little sad, the expression on one face was very pale, and finally he looked at Chao Qingqiu and asked, "Are we the same people?"
Standing in the air, Chao Qingqiu replied, "We are the same people."
Bei meditation for a while, sighed: "You seem to be more difficult, I want to get free."
Chao Qingqiu frowned and said calmly, "You should have felt guilty."
Bei Ming shook his head and said: "I am about to die soon, guilt and not guilt, in fact, it has nothing to do with me. In the last time, the emotions are always very real."
Chao Qingqiu sighed, "This world is not good."
Bei Ming nodded. He agreed with Chao Qingqiu's view. He said, "It depends on you to change."
Chao Qingqiu stopped talking, and didn't know if he agreed with this sentence, he walked down in the air, not being seen.
It was enough to kill a great demon with a sword today.
Bei Ming looked at Qing Tianjun after Chao Qingqiu disappeared, with a little nostalgia in his eyes, "After I died, the body naturally sank into the Beihai, which is good for the people of the tribe. If someone else comes to it, you can watch it for me."
Qing Tianjun thought for a while and said directly: "I will stay in Beihai for a year."
One year is enough.
This year is enough time for its body to completely dissipate between heaven and earth.
Bei Ming nodded, and then fell back. In the air, his body first turned into a big Peng, and then turned into a dragonfly when he was about to approach the sea. The big ship that was too far away was overturned by the waves, and the sea was in a mess.
It started to rain.
The rain is as red as blood, this is the sigh of heaven and earth for the passing of a sea.
There is a record in ancient books that there have been many times in the past six thousand years, so no one is surprised. Most people are still immersed in the last sword of Chao Qingqiu. There are even a few monks on the mountain that have already broken through. Up.
Although they are not in the same line with the swordsman, after all, it is the monk of the Canghai realm who made the sword. After being fortunate to observe it, it is also beneficial to other monks.
Many people began to have a new understanding of the swordsman, but they did not put it into practice.
Standing in the corridor of the pavilion, Zenzi listened to the sound of the rain beating on the tiles with a calm expression. He solemnly saluted the sky. This is a heartfelt admiration for Chao Qingqiu.
It was the first time he saw this red rain. Although he had seen it in ancient books before, it was not the same as seeing it with his own eyes.
Within a day, the Kun tribe monk achieved great demon and died here.
Chanzi began to whisper the Reborn Sutra.
Gu Yuan lay on the railing, talking to Song Pei.