: The record

"Clang!" The magic sword in Yi Tusheng's hand touched the tip of Li Qiuchan's sword. Yi Tusheng slapped the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and a huge true energy poured into the sword body, which immediately pulled Li Qiuchan back four or five steps away. Yi Tusheng didn't move at all, and also repelled the joint attack of Mai Zhili and Long Tianbo.

Li Qingshan took a step forward, and his sword slashed towards Yi Tusheng's head with no margin. After Yi Tusheng forced Li Qiuchan to retreat, Mai Zhili and Long Tianbo, he had no energy to lower his attack. Seeing that Li Qingshan's big sword was about to slash Yi Tusheng's head and split him in half, Yi Tusheng was Yi Tusheng after all, and his seven-step soul-chasing hand played a role in an instant. His steps changed six times in succession, and circles of true qi waves formed under his feet, one wave higher than another, and Yi Tusheng's entire person actually merged into the space, disappearing for a blink of an eye. When he reappeared, he was blocking Li Qingshan's eyes like a demon god.

"Buzz!" Yi Tusheng's body made a sound of shaking the tip of the sword, and his body was moved like a roller skate, crashing towards Li Qingshan, as if it was a train that had lost control. As soon as he was hit, his bones and tendons would be broken and he died of death. Li Qingshan of course knew it was powerful, so he did not dare to greet him, so he desperately dodged to the side. Yi Tusheng smiled: "This is my first time really using the seven-step soul-chasing hand. Come and try the power."

A big hand suddenly broke through the fog, getting bigger and bigger, and slapped Li Qingshan's sky spirit cover. It seemed to fall from the sky, unable to defend, and was invincible. Li Qingshan suddenly felt that the pressure like a mountain was pressing down, and his body seemed to be unable to bear the load and was about to be crushed. Moreover, although the big hand did not transform into tens of millions, it faintly enveloped all the acupoints in his body, which was extremely powerful. This is the real power of the seven-step soul-chasing hand.

"Peng!" Just when Li Qingshan could not avoid it, he could only close his eyes and wait for death. Yi Tusheng thought he had already succeeded, Mai Zhili Zhang Xingba and Hell Evil Hanfeng joined forces again. The three of them used the tip of their swords to slid Yi Tusheng's huge magic hand. When the two sides met, they actually produced a burst of sonic boom. Yi Tusheng smiled, and his steps changed again. The whole person disappeared again, and a stream of true energy gushed out from the ground, almost shaking the three of them down.

Yi Tusheng's body was filled with white mist, blocking the three of them, but the strange big hand actually went against common sense. He turned a circle in front of Yi Tusheng's eyes and slapped the three of them from behind at the same time. This move was too incredible. Before the three of them could be amazed, they were already shot at the same time. A sound of bone shattering came. Mai Zhili, Zhang Xingba, and cold wind rushed forward at the same time. The dog ate shit and fell to the ground, and fell to the ground with the effect of palm force. The blood immediately squirted and could not stand up.

In line with the purpose of taking advantage of your illness, Yi Tusheng immediately followed the seven-step soul-chasing hand like a shadow following the body of the Yuanhun. The sword in his right hand stretched out and he was about to cut off the heads of the three people. Although Li Qiuchan saw that all this was happening, there was no way to stop it. Even if there was a way, it would be too late to go to time.

Li Qingshan's big sword attacked like a strong wind sweeping the fallen leaves, rolling up a bunch of spiral knife energy, and slashing out ninety-ninety-one knifes in succession, invading Yi Tusheng's attack range, trying to force Yi Tusheng back, his sword energy seemed to form a wall, covering his body, not giving Yi Tusheng a chance to fight back.

Yi Tusheng laughed and said, "Li Qingshan, your swordsmanship is actually very good, very strong and very fast, but your internal strength is too poor. Just because you want to stop me, it is impossible. I will let you see what a real internal power master is!" Yi Tusheng quickly ran his true energy in his body for a week, then rushed into the sword body, and suddenly spit out. Li Qingshan's ninety-nine eighty-one sword lights suddenly hit Yi Tusheng's sword tip. It was like the two of them touched each other in an instant. Chapter 9981, Li Qingshan actually spit out three mouthfuls of blood and was forced to retreat five steps. All the sword lights and sword shadows around his body disappeared, and Yi Tusheng also disappeared.

In just one third of a second, Yi Tusheng had transferred to Mai Zhili, Zhang Xingba and Han Feng. The time was too short. The three seriously injured bodies were not too late to get up from the ground. They had been stalked by Yi Tusheng's three swords, and all three heads were cut off.

"Third brother, fifth brother, sixth brother! You died so miserably. Yi Tusheng and I fought with you." Li Qiuchan not only failed to avenge this time, but after more than a dozen meetings, he lost three brothers. The sadness in his heart was unspeakable. He rushed out quickly to kill Yi Tusheng. But in the eyes of outsiders, this action was like seeking death. Although Li Qingshan suffered severe internal injuries, he was not even able to move. He did not want to continue to lose Li Qiuchan, the helper, so he suddenly took action to assist him.

Zhao Wei had successfully forced Cha Potian to retreat. The two exchanged more than 100 moves in an instant. Both sides slowed down because of the huge internal energy consumption. Yi Tusheng suddenly took action, his body appeared continuously and disappeared in a row, a total of six times. Not only did he successfully avoid Li Qiuchan and Li Qingshan's desperate move, but he actually moved to Cha Potian's side. A big hand with a demonic flame smashed down like a hill.

"Seven-step soul-chasing hand, Yi Tusheng, you actually used our unique skills of the fragrance sect to deal with me. You are so brave." Cha Potian sneered, and two phantoms surrounded by dragon-shaped true energy suddenly appeared on his body. Yi Tusheng couldn't tell which one was Cha Potian's true body. With a palm, he slapped a phantom, and the phantom immediately shattered and disappeared. Yi Tusheng's body technique did not stop and retreated to Zhao Wei's side, laughing: "Your Heihe Dragon Evil Demon Art and the Seven-step soul-chasing hand have the same skills. It is worthy of being the unique skills of the fragrance sect's Zhen Sect!"

Zhao Youwei felt his body swaying, and Yi Tusheng grabbed his shoulder. Then the two disappeared at the same time and came to Gao Wuming's side. Yi Tusheng shouted: "Old Gao, sprinkle all the poisonous fog, I don't believe they dare to come up. Let's go quickly. The longer the time is, the less it will be easier to get out."

Gao Wuming immediately understood what Yi Tusheng meant and immediately threw out the poisonous fog. The thick yellow dust in front of the three of them seemed to form a wall, blocking all the pursuers. No one dared to step forward. Some soldiers were affected by the poisonous fog and died of life.
Chapter completed!