Chapter 2959
"Qin Yang!"
Jiang Yunrou's expression changed greatly. The blooming blood flowers were naturally formed from Qin Yang's blood.
In other words, the last sword was so powerful that not even Qin Yang could resist it!
It’s like the Vajra Kung Fu doesn’t exist!
This scene is really shocking!
Holy Angel saw the clues and said solemnly: "Dong Wu is very powerful, and his sword skills are even more powerful!"
"I don't know who he learned from and where the inheritance came from. It is most likely the inheritance of the ancient sect... In short, his sword is unstoppable in the world."
"What? So powerful? Can't Qin Yang stop it?"
"right."
The Holy Angel gave an affirmative answer: "This kind of sword technique is different from ordinary sword techniques. This is no longer an ordinary martial arts secret!"
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"If I am not wrong in my judgment, Dong Wu's sword skills should be regarded as 'supernatural combat skills'!"
"This kind of warfare is quite rare. According to limited records, magical warfare is the most powerful weapon for warriors to rely on when fighting against immortals!"
Fight against the immortals!
This statement made many people look shocked.
As we all know, it is extremely difficult for a warrior to fight against a monk who specializes in Qi refining.
Often one has to be much higher in cultivation than the opponent to have the ability to fight with him.
And now according to Holy Angel, if there are magical tactics, this gap can be narrowed?
That's right... Qin Yang became an immortal, but he was forced to do this by Dong Wu!
King Xuan obviously didn't know this. He asked curiously: "Holy Angel, are there many magical powers and tactics? Is it easy to obtain them?"
"Disaster!"
Holy Angel shook his head and sighed: "Supernatural warfare is not so easy to obtain, because it is a rare method in itself."
"The quantity is small, it is difficult to obtain, and even fewer have come out. Dong Wu... is really a pity!"
Even the Holy Angel felt sorry for the fall of a genius.
Jiang Yunrou and Lin Shuangwu turned pale, they didn't care about that.
The only thing they care about and worry about is Qin Yang's safety!
"Who can take a look at Qin Yang's current condition?"
Lin Shuangwu looked at King Xuan nervously.
King Xuan shook his head: "I can't do it. Their battle is no longer something I can participate in."
Holy Angel said: "Miss Lin, you don't have to worry too much, Team Leader Qin should be fine."
Lin Shuangwu said nervously: "Really?"
"I can feel his breath. He is still alive, but his injuries should be serious."
Although what the Holy Angel said was very credible, everyone was still nervous.
Except for the Demon Pill King, no one present hoped that Qin Yang would really die here.
...
The two rays of light between heaven and earth gradually dispersed.
All the breath disappeared, and the two people who were fighting fiercely finally revealed their figures.
Qin Yang has turned into a bloody man. If he can still feel his breathing, no one can believe that he is still alive.
"Cough cough cough..."
Qin Yang's whole body was covered with wounds. Although his body was constantly healing under the influence of Changqing Qi, the effect did not seem to be very significant.
No part of Qin Yang's body was intact, which showed how serious his injuries were.
On the opposite side, Dong Wu was even worse!
The famous Dong San Dao rested his hands on the handle of the knife and leaned the long knife on the ground. His eyes were dark, like two black holes.
Dong Wu is dead, but he is still standing.
His arms were already riddled with holes, like a hornet's nest. He had completely overloaded his strength, and this was the price.
Qin Yang slowly landed in front of Dong Wu. Looking at Dong Wu who had lost all breath, he felt neither joy nor sadness.
"It's a pity that your Ten Palaces of Hell were cut off."
"If you can pass on this set of sword skills, maybe more great swordsmen will be born in the future."
Qin Yang said, raised a finger and lightly tapped Dong Wu's forehead.
call--
A breeze blew gently.
Dong Wu's body turned directly into fine particles, which were blown away by the breeze and scattered on the land.
