When Zhao Qingsong saw Feng Tengqi perform his trick, he knew something was wrong!
He had seen Tongyou perform this sword technique. If the fire hadn't illuminated Tongyou's shadow, he would have died under this sword technique!
Zhao Qingsong's mind was spinning much faster than ordinary people. Seeing that the magical powers he learned in the underworld could still be used in the mortal world, he pinched the magic formula in his hand and swept the magic eyes in his forehead around like lightning. I took all the photos!
But what shocked Zhao Qingsong was that the eight Feng Tengqi were not seven virtual and one real like when Tongyou performed this sword technique. These eight Feng Tengqi were all entities, and none of them were phantoms!
It's just that the faces of seven of the Feng Tengqi are blurred, and the Zhaogui sword in their hands is black. Only one Fengtenqi remains the same after being swept by the yellow light, and the Zhaogui sword in his hand is still purple!
Zhao Qingsong hadn't thought of a good way to deal with it, but a sudden change occurred!
Zhu Miaoying, who had been crying silently, suddenly stretched out her hands and ran towards Feng Tengqi!
Even Zhao Qingsong, who was beaten to death, did not expect that things would change like this. He was startled and hurriedly moved forward, his right hand quickly reaching out, intending to force Zhu Miaoying back.
Feng Tengqi, who had been gathering momentum for a long time, didn't care who was blocking the knife. He would definitely take away both of them anyway. No matter who was killed first, the result would be the same!
The purple ghost sword in his hand suddenly lengthened, and he thrust the sword towards the chest of Zhu Miaoying who was running towards him!
Zhao Qingsong was panicking and realized that it was too late to catch Feng Tengqi with his right hand. He tapped his toes and moved his body quickly, trying to squeeze Zhu Miaoying away and use his body to catch Feng Tengqi's knife!
Although Zhao Qingsong's movements were extremely fast, how could he be faster than Feng Tengqi, who was at full strength?
Before Zhao Qingsong barely touched Zhu Miaoying's body, Feng Tengqi's Zhaogui Sword had already stabbed an inch into Zhu Miaoying's chest!
Zhu Miaoying will definitely die with this knife!
But just when the tip of the Zhaogui Sword was about to pierce Zhu Miaoying's body, Zhu Miaoying's body suddenly burst into golden light!
The golden light changed rapidly, and finally turned into an earthy yellow light mask!
The khaki light mask became brighter and larger, and finally transformed into a huge golden peacock!
Like a living creature, the golden peacock looked up to the sky and chirped, turned into a ball of dazzling golden light, and exploded quickly!
Feng Tengqi said in shock: "Another Ming Dynasty peacock protective magical weapon??!"
"Boom!!!" An astonishing loud noise exploded in front of Zhu Miaoying, sending Zhao Qingsong running away!
For a time, sand and rocks were flying in the field, and smoke and dust rose.
Zhao Qingsong was thrown into the branch of a big tree by the air wave and finally stopped.
He turned over and fell down from the tree branch, and said in surprise: "Are these the two necklaces that Mr. Zhu gave me? But it turns out that these two wooden peacocks are actually protective weapons? Fortunately..."
Fortunately, Zhao Qingsong hadn't finished his sentence yet. The smoke and dust dispersed, and a strange image came into his eyes!
As soon as Zhao Qingsong saw the scene in the smoke clearly, he was immediately furious and his eyes were about to burst: "Miaoying!!!"
Among the eight Feng Tengqi who originally attacked together, the Zhaogui sword in the hand of an obscure Feng Tengqi had now grown to a foot long, like a big spear, stabbing Zhu Miaoying through the back of the heart. Entering, piercing through the front center, lifting Zhu Miaoying into the air!
Zhao Qingsong only felt a heartbreaking feeling spread from the bottom of his heart to his mind, and a cold and cold feeling of despair submerged his whole body.
The stinging and tearing feeling spread in every cell of Zhao Qingsong, and he felt as if he was dreaming now.
None of this is true!
He seemed to be having a terrifying and bizarre nightmare.
He wanted to wake himself up immediately and didn't want to continue having this nightmare!
Feng Tengqi, who picked Zhu Miaoying up in the air, laughed strangely a few times, turned the long knife in his hand, and sent the picked Zhu Miaoying to Zhao Qingsong.
Zhao Qingsong looked desperately at Zhu Miaoying, who was bleeding profusely, and burst into tears.
Zhu Miaoying squeezed out a mischievous and painful smile on her lifeless face: "Brother Qingqing, Miaoying...Miaoying will always love you...Miaoying..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Zhu Miaoying's entire body, including her body, turned into balls of black energy and was slowly sucked into the blade of the purple Teruki Sword!
Zhao Qingsong clenched his fists so tightly that his nails had already penetrated deeply into the flesh of his palms. His silver teeth were so full that he almost wanted to bite them into pieces. The murderous intent in his eyes was condensed into substance, staring at Feng Tengqi like a bad wolf. , I can’t wait to devour Feng Tengqi’s flesh and blood right now!
When Feng Tengqi saw that he successfully and smoothly devoured Zhu Miaoying with the Zhaogui Sword, he couldn't help but let out a long laugh and ordered solemnly: "Kill him!"
Seven vague-looking Feng Tengqi, holding black ghost-lighting swords, all agreed and attacked Zhao Qingsong from seven different directions.
At this time, Zhao Qingsong is no longer the Zhao Qingsong before.
At this time, Zhao Qingsong had already put life and death aside.
At this time, Zhao Qingsong has fallen into madness, madness, and madness.
At this time, Zhao Qingsong only felt that black hot flames surged up in his body like a tide, submerging everything on his body!
A ball of black flames rose from the back of Zhao Qingsong's head, and countless black scales and black thorns grew rapidly from under Zhao Qingsong's skin!
Zhao Qingsong's entire figure began to skyrocket like a balloon. In the blink of an eye, he had grown to a height of more than ten feet. His body was covered with bone scales, his wrists and arms were rugged and thorny, strange eyes stood on his forehead, and there were two eyes in his mouth. A huge monster with fangs exposed and black fire rising from the back of its head!
"Fire of ignorance? Zhao Qingsong, do you want your life? Do you know what the consequences will be if you use the fire of ignorance to reveal the laws of the underworld to the world? If you do this, you will definitely die within an hour! And you will still be alive after death. I will suffer the burning pain of earthly fire forever in the underworld!" Feng Tengqi looked horrified and shouted angrily!
Zhao Qingsong looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "I don't want anything now! I just want you to die!"
At this time, seven Feng Tengqi clones holding ghost-reflecting swords and mirror knives attacked Zhao Qingsong from seven different directions!
What a good Zhao Qingsong, he doesn’t dodge or dodge, he doesn’t evade or waver, he hits hard and advances hard, blocks hard and advances hard!
The knife cuts the hand to block, the knife stabs the body, the knife splits the legs and hits, the knife slices the back to resist!
The black ghost sword attacked his body, making a clanging sound of gold and iron, and splashing out pieces of sparks, but it was unable to damage Zhao Qingsong's body at all. !
The black Zhaogui Sword is a mirror knife that is separated from the purple Zhaogui Sword. The blade is extremely sharp. Although it cannot cut through Zhao Qingsong's iron-forged copper skin for a while, it can cut Zhao Qingsong more times. The scales and bone spurs on the body are flying everywhere!
Zhao Qingsong seemed unaware of the black Teruki Saber that was slashing at him. He saw Feng Tengqi's clone coming right in front of him with a knife. When he reached out with his palm, he had grasped the blade of the black Teruki Saber and shouted. A voice: "Come here, you!"
Pulling back hard, can Feng Tengqi's clone withstand Zhao Qingsong's strong strength? He was directly pulled into Zhao Qingsong's arms!
Zhao Qingsong held the black Zhaogui Sword blade with his left hand, twisted his right hand, and heard a "click" sound. He used the bone spur on his palm as a knife to tear off the head of a Feng Tengqi clone. Come down!
Zhao Qingsong kept moving, and the Zhaogui Sword in his left palm thrust backwards, piercing the heart of another Feng Tengqi clone behind him!
These seven clones of Feng Tengqi have extraordinary origins. They were carefully refined by Feng Tengqi from the corpses of the seven most powerful Yama Lords after killing all the Lords of Hell. The Lords of Hell were already dead. , has extremely strong immortality characteristics, even if his heart is pierced, he can still move as usual without any damage!
Zhao Qingsong glanced at the magic eyes raised on his forehead and saw through all the weaknesses of the seven Feng Tengqi. He turned around and punched one of Feng Tengqi's clones in the face!
Zhao Qingsong, who has appeared in the Dharma Appearance, is now powerful enough to shake mountains. With one punch, even a big stone can be easily smashed into pieces. Although the clone of Yan Jun carefully refined by Feng Tengqi is indeed powerful, it is also difficult to stop it. With this blow, there was only a "pop" sound, just like a big watermelon being hit by a hammer. The head of this Feng Tengqi clone had been smashed to pieces by Zhao Qingsong's punch!
Although Zhao Qingsong's figure has become very huge, his movements are not clumsy at all, and his movement speed is even faster than before!
I saw that every move he made was carrying huge power, and his fists and kicks brought up a "whooshing" strong wind. The sound was so powerful that sand and rocks were flying on the ground, and trees and rocks were flying!
No matter how powerful Feng Tengqi's seven clones were, under Zhao Qingsong's crazy torture, they were as fragile as straw tied into paper. It only took less than a cup of tea to refine the corpses of seven Yan Juns. All the clones that formed had been beaten to pieces by Zhao Qingsong, turning into seven strange corpses of different shapes on the ground!
Zhao Qingsong's anger did not subside. He held two black ghost swords in each hand, jumped up, rushed towards Feng Tengqi, and roared: "Feng Gou! You still haven't accepted your life!"
Feng Tengqi, who had been standing quietly, didn't seem to care about the defeat of the seven clones. He saw Zhao Qingsong flying towards him, raising the purple ghost sword in his hand, and shouted: "Take it!"
The four black Zhaogui swords in Zhao Qingsong's hand and the three Zhaoki swords still inserted into the corpse immediately turned into seven phantoms and flew into the purple Zhaoki sword!
And the purple Zhaogui Sword in his hand suddenly grew to a length of three feet, and like a ball of purple flames, it struck Zhao Qingsong head-on without even rising!
"Die!" Feng Tengqi roared fiercely!
