Chapter 737:

Standing on the 2nd, open your mouth and make a burst of roar!
It can predict the opponent's movements and moves, but the opponent's attack is endless and flawless, and it makes it difficult to cope.
In this case, it is never allowed!
It opened its mouth, the light bulb of the throat flashed, and a ray of light across the sky rolled out. It seemed to open a large and smooth cloth, or a huge and smooth knife. It instantly divided the Wanli space into two halves. Anything, including vacuum and even particles in space, is cut in half, and the intense light is almost like licking your eyes, which is comparable to the speed of light.
Compared with the explosion of the previous moment, the attack was very quiet and there was no sound.
Qinglong holds the hilt in one hand and holds the tip of the sword in one hand and pushes it forward.
It is still silent, but in the middle of the miles, there are always stars exploding, and the hatchback is even more strange.
On the 2nd, the eyes of the whole body were screaming, and the light was spit out one after another, layer by layer.
Qinglong was completely hard against the No. 2 trick, and the powerful oppressive force struck. The space behind him madly exploded, and the wind blew his hair frantically, and a trace of bright red blood ran down from the corner of his mouth.
But his gaze is so firm and clear, even if it is under tremendous pressure, it is not flustered.
Lu Haoqian saw a big pain in her heart, but at this time she couldn't shout. She couldn't bother him. What she could do was look at it and give necessary support when necessary.
At this time, the best support is to not let him be distracted.
"Qingxiong sword, get up!" Qinglong calmly opened, and the right hand held the Qingxiong sword and cut the light superimposed on that layer.
Qinglong left hand purple sword, right hand Qingxiong, one hand resists the light, one hand cuts the light.
The explosion sounded again, like a blasted fireworks, with a space of 100,000 miles. The Qinglong has several flashes of lightning, just like a butterfly wearing flowers, not dust.
He has made a decision, and calculated the perfect data for the attack on the second. Then, he implemented his plan quietly.
On the second day, I saw that I was slightly hurt and I was even more angry.
It has a large body full of eyes, and its ability has multiplied. A huge black eye has opened from its head.
These eyes can lock any person's body shape and make the opponent move within a second.
One second, not much, but life and death, a critical moment, one second can decide the outcome!
Those eyes are capable, and the opponents who are so powerful will be able to take a second of action.
Even Qinglong... is no exception!
The No. 2 reincarnation seized the opportunity to raise a long tail and smash through the green chest.
Qinglong could have been hiding, but he did not hide. He gently touched the two swords.
How painful it is to be pierced by the chest!
But he didn't even blink, and the reason for this was only he knew.
Lu Hao slammed his eyes wide, rubbed his lips with his hands, almost exclaimed, his heartache filled with instant, and more was worried!
But she should believe that Qinglong is not. Just the blow, the ability of Qinglong should be able to escape. He does not hide, there must be his reasons, believe him, believe him...
believe him!
Lu Yanqian looked at it carefully. If there was any accident, she would fight hard and cut the big knife in her hand to No. 2.
At this time, the Qingxiong sword and the purple sword were combined by the Qinglong, synthesizing a short sword, black and dark, not sharp, and looked very ordinary.
Qinglong grasped the tail pierced into the chest, and the black synthetic flat sword in his hand was sent forward gently.
Yes, the second is to be able to match the enemy, but some things can be expected, but not necessarily able to avoid it.
Just like now, Qinglong's tight grasp of the tail is equivalent to limiting the second action, even if it knows what he wants to do, he can't resist.
Discard the tail?
Impossible!
At the beginning of its birth, every part of the body was so strong that it could only be killed, but it could not be destroyed.
This is a great advantage. In the hands of Qinglong, it has become an Achilles heel!
The huge beam of light penetrated the No. 2, and the strength of the one-strike was strong. After the hole was worn, it stretched back millions of miles and penetrated numerous stars on parallel lines.
This blow is a must!
One hit kill!
On the second large body, tens of thousands of eyes shed white white light and dissipated as the light dissipated.
Its only eye that grows on the forehead is full of surprise and unwillingness, but it is surprising and unwilling, and it dissipates with the universe as the light dissipates.
"I have two swords, one named Qingxiong, and one named Zijian, but in fact, these two swords are actually a sword, which is called: "The world." Qinglong said faintly.
The sword of the Apostle can only be used once in ten years. After one use, it will be divided into two swords again.
That blow also used up the strength of the Qinglong body.
Back to Lu Yiqian, he smiled lightly: "Master, I won."
After the soft fall, this man who has been light and elegant, until this moment, will be willing to show his lack of support.
Lu Yiqian hugged him and took his hand: "Nothing to say, rest first."
Some trembling unleashed his clothes and was shocked by the scar on the second.
My heart deplores, this man is not stabbed when he is stabbed. Why is he doing this?
Trembling to apply medicine to him, she caressed his face, and regretted that she could not speak.
Qinglong leaned in her arms, and the pain in her body was counted. He now feels very happy.
The double-faced face is a huge, hedgehog-like black sphere.
This is the third of the reincarnation.
Don't underestimate this sphere. Among the many reincarnations, it is one of the most difficult to deal with. It has a thorn in the body and is capable of continuous, unrestricted launch.
But this is not the full strength of the third.
The spikes are like squally showers, and they are all pressed against the ground. Everything that has resisted has been crushed into powder. The spiked thorn is the only thing that is strong and strong, and it is also the object of the yin to the evil, which is very powerful.