Chapter 388: One Sword Youlian

A horrific air machine locked He Qilong tightly, so that at that moment, his body seemed to fall into the ice cellar.
Subconsciously, he runs the real element in the body crazy.
At the same time, the defense spell was stimulated, and a layer of golden light was clothed around his body.
He knew he was locked and could not escape.
Bang!
With a blink of an eye, the world roared.
The horrible sword spirit formed by Grey Youlian, and Qin Han's epee, a brain bombarded him.
The defensive spells on his body were shaped into a thin piece of paper and instantly shattered.
The yin and yang sword energy hit into his body, causing him to spit blood against him instantly, and his body fell into the fire while cooling.
"what……"
He screamed suddenly and flew out into a mist of blood.
The evil purple smoke saw its trajectory fly down, and the cold light flashed again in his eyes.
With the wrong footsteps, the figure once again turned into countless ghostly afterimages.
Huh!
The sword came out and shocked Jiuxiao.
The grey sword gas hit the key to He Qilong.
He Qilong, who was dying, felt the crisis of death. At that moment, as if returning to light, his spirit became extremely shaken.
The whole person was in the air, and suddenly a sharp sword gas condensed out of thin air, and the evil purple smoke was instantly repelled.
"You all ..."
He looked at Hua Yu Ye and others across the night sky, his eyes flashing.
next moment.
He slaps his palm against his chest again.
With the loud noise of "嘭", the blood mist diffused instantly.
He seems to be practicing a certain secret method, forcibly promoted his cultivation, and reached the early stage of questioning.
When Qin Han and others saw it, they were shocked.
"kill him……"
Qiankun swordsmanship reappeared, and the sky filled with sword qi.
But he was scattered by the palm of his hand.
"Haha, you are nothing more than this, want to kill me, dream!"
"Really? Then try my sword Youlian in Devil's Yard again!"
The evil purple smoke suddenly flew into the sky, raised a hand and offered a gray lotus.
This is a method of their spiritual practice.
A lotus can be transformed into 108 swords.
The power will become stronger with the improvement of Xiuwei.
"Huh, smelly pussy, give me a little trick, let me ..."
He Qilong watched a sword Youlian turn into a sky of swordsmanship. With a single palm, 108 swordsmanship broke down instantly.
The evil purple smoke, after all, is inferior to others.
She's not Qin Yu's evil spirit.
"Well, you are nothing more than that!" He Qilong couldn't help but laugh wildly when he saw the lotus breath of Youlian defeated by one palm: "Smelly damsel, you must be killed, you are not my opponent!"
"Oh ... Really?"
The evil purple smoke chuckled and cast his ghostly steps again and flew up to the sky again. When he descended from the sky, he sacrificed the lotus of the sky and rushed to He Qilong below.
"Then try my mystic lotus, I'll take a look at it, how long can you forcibly promote your cultivation ..."
He Qilong, who was so ecstatic, heard the words, his face muscles couldn't help twitching.
It was really uncomfortable to be poked by someone.
The evil purple smoke is right. He who used the secret method to forcibly improve his cultivation seems to be very strong, but it won't be very prestigious for a long time. It is just like a flower, and it is as beautiful as three days.
"How long can't you hold on? At least to deal with your stink girl, that's enough!"
He Qilong suddenly rose into the sky, waved his hand to break through the sky, and quickly rushed toward the evil purple smoke.
"Be careful……"
Everyone below saw the scene, and his face suddenly changed, and he hurried to remind her.