A sword fell from the sky.

The invisible internal force fluctuations magnify the sword a hundred times, making it infinitely powerful, and the sword intent of the heavy sword was even more destroyed, as if the pressure of heaven and earth was instantly tore through the air and smashed a huge deep pit on the snow.

This move was learned by Gu Qingci from Qin Keqing. At that time, Qin Keqing mentioned to him that his sword intent was very heavy, and he could match speed and might be even more powerful.

When he just rose into the air, he suddenly thought that the heavy sword intent and sharp speed were comparable to an invincible hidden weapon. It was powerful, but it was unexpected. The effect of attacking it was also very obvious. Murong Luo, who was in the vein realm, directly injured with one move. If it weren't for the immediate reaction, he would even die and disappear.

Gu Qingci's light skills are Wudang Tiyunzong.

The Wudang Tiyun is the most legendary one. You can use force by stepping on your left foot and your right foot. Even if you are not in the innate realm, you can achieve innate effects. As the winter wind slowly falls, the white Confucian robe is untainted, and the surrounding internal force fluctuates, howling in extremely subtle places.

Murong Luo was seriously injured, but he was about to die, and he could even pull someone to shore up his back. He groaned, covered his whole body with anger, and forced out all the internal energy in his dantian, including his qi and blood that were so proud that he was not cherished.

The thick internal force accumulated over decades of cultivation came out of the body. The turbulent internal force lines were like willow catkins dancing wildly. A lot of blood came out of the corners of his eyes. The snowflakes around him were rolled up and kept rotating, forming a snowball. It became bigger and bigger. In two or three breaths, the size of a chair was blocked. He could only see his legs and feet sinking on the snow.

"Brother Gu, kill him soon, he will fight for his life!"

Wu Kui shouted loudly from behind. He knew that Murong Luo had given up and thought that he would finally pull someone to take the back. A warrior from the Qi Realm would fight for his life. The damage would definitely make Gu Qingci eat a pot.

Gu Qingci's eyes gathered, he raised his hand gently, held the Jade Bone Sword, and swung it towards the snowball. The sword energy cut through the solidified air conditioner, and the snowflakes broke, and a cut was revealed in the snowflakes all over the sky. This cut instantly landed on Murong Luo's snowball. Murong Luo's feet shook and the snowball exploded.

This snowball gathered the snow in Murongluo's radius for several rounds, and a piece of yellow sand fell out. The snowball exploded, submerging Murongluo's entire body in the flying snowflakes, dense, extremely dense, and no one was seen.

Gu Qingci ignored it and rushed over with his sword, carrying countless winds and snows, slightly like yellow sand, waving around him. The long sword pointed to it, and he stabbed it out with one sword and broke everything!

"Bang"

Murong Luo fell to the ground again.

Gu Qingci made a pile of hard on the ground, and his whole body shot out like an arrow from a string. Then he fell instantly, holding a sword in both hands, and inserted it towards Murong Luo's forehead.

Murong Luo widened his eyes, and his other injured eye was directly sinking his pupils, with only flesh and blood. He turned over and rolled over and avoided the attack. The long sword penetrated his cheek, leaving a bloody mark.

Gu Qingci squatted on the ground and slashed the Jade Bone Sword straight out. This move was simple and clear!

The momentum of wind and thunder!

The sword tip enters the flesh and then breaks the bones, and it only takes a moment.

With a swish, Murongluo's arm broke and flew into the sky.

An extremely terrifying bloody mouth appeared on Murong Luo's shoulder. Blood gushed out like a fountain, and his injuries were not exhausted. He howled in pain. At this moment, Yiqi's fast horse suddenly rushed over. It was a Xianbei man who rode his horse wildly and suddenly flew out of the horse's back, holding a big knife and slashing at Gu Qingci hard.

The Xianbei man was a first-class warrior. He broke through the air with one sword, used all his internal strength, and looked particularly cold in the cold air. He shouted hysterically: "Captain, I will hold him back, you can escape!"

Gu Qingci turned his head and glanced at the Xianbei warrior. His eyes moved, and his long sword stabbed out, directly stabbing the Xianbei man in the chest, and blood sprayed out.

What surprised Gu Qingci was that the Xianbei warrior suddenly held the Jade Bone Sword, smiled fiercely at him, and stabbed him hard.

The long sword penetrated the body of the Xianbei warrior.

The distance between Gu Qingci and Xianbei warriors was only one sword hilt. Taking advantage of Gu Qingci's surprise, he stretched out his thick arms, hugged Gu Qingci tightly, and shouted: "Chief, hurry..."

At this point, blood was blocked in his throat and it came out like crazy, making him unable to speak, but there was a smile on his face.

That smile seemed to be engraved in Gu Qingci's mind, and he couldn't walk away. He shook all over and tried to break free, but was bound for a moment, but he couldn't break free!

"Ah... Duanmu!"

Murong Luo let out a long roar in pain, grabbed the horse he sent to death by his subordinates. He looked at Gu Qingci with ruthlessness and hatred, and did not talk long. He turned the horse on his back without realizing the sweet smell between his lips and tongue. Before his consciousness became blurred, he picked up a knife on the ground and slashed the wind.

This knife slashed the horse's buttocks and a very deep bloody mouth suddenly appeared.

The Malaysia was frightened and rushed forward frantically.

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Gu Qingci naturally saw Murong Luo escape, but was struggling to death by the Xianbei man in front of him. His eyes turned cold, and the Nine Yang internal force was emitted, and a powerful internal force came to his face, colliding violently with the Xianbei man's body. However, under this force, the Xianbei man was still holding him tightly.

"Bang"

The two arms suddenly flew out in a position of interlocking fingers and landed on the snow.

Gu Qingci relaxed his whole body. He looked at the Xianbei warrior in front of him and found that the man had already died. The only thought before his death supported his body to do so. Even though his arms were broken freely, he was still in the same position.

Holding the hilt of the sword, pulling it hard, and coming out of the Xianbei warrior's body.

Looking deeply at the fallen Xianbei warrior, Gu Qingci turned his head and looked coldly at Murong Luo who was already unconscious by the horse but had already escaped. He slowly raised his hand and the Jade Bone Sword was dragged by his right hand.

He slapped out with a palm and hit the hilt of the sword.

The sharp Jade Bone Sword thrust forward from his right hand, like a feather arrow flying out, shooting an arc in the air. Because of its speed, a milky white energy actually brought out on his face.

This sword has no hatred and anger or any other emotion. It only kills people, only kills people, and only cuts the weeds and removes them. On the snow, where the sword passes, rolling snow waves, and hides from countless falling leaves on the snow cliff in panic, forming a hole.

The invisible sword is moving forward!

This sword messed up the snow field!

After sending out a sword, Gu Qingci did not look at Murong Luo anymore, but slowly lowered his head, picked up the arms, reassembled them on the arms of the Xianbei warrior, and said lightly to a Qianlizhai horse thief next to him: "Get a grand funeral!"
Chapter completed!