Thousand Demon Blades.
Flowing Blade Like Fire.
The king's treasure.
These three treasures were all extremely shocking treasures.
The first two were needless to say.
The latter.
As long as Qingming created history or collected treasures, she would be able to unleash even more shocking power.
However…
What Qingming valued the most was the Flying Sword Style and her own strength.
Weapons could be used to defeat enemies.
However, it definitely could not be the main force.
That would be irresponsible for his own life.
Shua!
In this instant.
Mitsuki Ota had already broken through Seimei's attack.
"This saber is indeed very strange."
"These fragments can be manipulated.”
He looked at the magic sword in Qingming's left hand with interest.
Mitsuki Oda was also very interested.
"This is just the beginning."
"Next!"
"Be careful!"
With her body on the ground, Qingming was holding a knife with both hands. She was already so low that she was almost on the ground.
In the next moment.
Qingming suddenly attacked.
Shua!
A stream of light streaked across.
Seimei's figure had already arrived beside Mitsuki Oda.
Hurry up!
It was too fast!
This was the Flying Sword Style, an attack as fast as lightning.
In fact…
If Qingming was strong enough, she could cut through space and time to cut through everything.
However, that was just an explanation.
Qingming was far from it.
Ding!
Although Seimei was fast, Mitsuki Oda's strength was still there.
His reaction speed was also extremely fast.
He blocked Qingming's attack with one slash.
"It was blocked…"
Qingming narrowed her eyes.
Soon after.
Qingming turned around and disappeared from the spot again.
Extreme speed required an extremely strong physique to support it.
Qingming's physique was also the most important part of his training.
When he suddenly appeared in Mitsuki Oda.
Qingming's left hand trembled.
Hualala ~~~
The Thousand Demon Blades shattered into countless fragments.
"Flying Sword Technique, Dragon Nest Flash!"
Dragon Nest Flash was a skill for chaotic battles.
As long as he was fast enough.
Even if it was a random slash, it could still display shocking power.
Not to mention the Thousand Demon Blades.
Qingming had also inherited the sword control technique of Thousand Blades.
Sword Control Technique.
Flying Sword Style.
The combination of the two.
Shua! Shua! Shua!
Countless saber lights flashed past, completely turning into sword qi that covered the sky and the earth, as if it was going to block everything.
"That's right."
"Otherwise…"
"I would also find it boring."
Mitsuki Oda also praised.
However…
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp cold light flashed across his eyes.
"Ota Two Swords Ryu, Gun, Ghost!”
It was still the same move.
Ding ding dang!
However, a shocking scene appeared.
Mitsuki Oda actually rushed out at an extremely fast speed.
In an instant, he had slashed out countless times.
Each slash was like a spear that pierced through the sword qi that enveloped Mitsuki Mitsuya.
In an instant.
Mitsuki Mitsuki had already appeared before Seimei.
"Oda Two Swords Ryu, Paradise White River!”
Slashing a mountain was enough to split a mountain apart.
If this attack landed on Qingming…
Qingming probably didn't feel good either.
"Flying Sword Style, Demonic Blade Thousand Dragons!”
"Flying Sword Technique, Nine-headed Dragon Flash!”
A sharp sword intent burst forth from his eyes.
Shua!
Qingming's figure instantly disappeared from the spot.
"Hmm?"
"Not good…"
Mitsuki Mitsuta's expression turned serious.
In an instant.
Nine blade lights appeared in an instant.
Nine-headed Dragon Flash.
It could be said to be the highest profundity of the Flying Sword Style.
In an instant, he slashed from nine directions.
Although it could not compare to Yan Fan's move that was close to the law.
However…
The difference between these nine strikes was very small.
It was not easy to dodge it.
Most importantly…
"Roar!"
Behind Mitsuki Oda, the demonic dragon's roar had already reached him.
"Hu ~~~"
Not far away.
Qingming let out a sigh of relief.
Shua!
Everything returned to normal in an instant.
Drip! Drip!
Drip! Drip!
Drip! Drip!
Drops of blood fell to the ground.
A small wound appeared on Mitsuki Mitsuya's throat. This small wound was not fatal, but he was still injured.
The embryonic form of a fatal injury.
However…
Qingming was still not in a good state, even if she had two terrifying weapons.
Unfortunately, he was no match for him in terms of raw strength.
He wanted to take Mitsuki Oda's attack head-on.
How could it be that easy?
Another wound appeared on his abdomen.
"Cough cough cough ~~~"
Mitsuki Oda coughed slightly.
"How dangerous!"
"Almost."
"My throat was slit."
His expression was unusually solemn.
Mitsuki Oda stared at Seimei.
Just a little bit more.
"As expected of Mitsuki Oda."
"You've seen through the weakness of the Nine-Headed Dragon Flash so easily.”
Qingming also praised.
His Nine-Headed Dragon Flash wasn't cultivated to perfection.
If the difference between the peak Nine Dragons Flash was only a tiny instant, then the Nine Dragons Flash would be too powerful.
In that case…
In an instant, nine blades were slashed out.
However, there was still a gap.
He was only able to make four slashes in an instant.
Mitsuki Mitsuki had blocked five of those attacks in an instant, and three in a row.
There was only one last slash.
He had cut a little on his throat.
"Hu ~~~"
"As expected."
"I can't be careless when facing a man like you.”
Mitsuki Mitsuki's expression was unusually grave.
"Indeed."
"It is impossible for me to defeat you alone.”
He shook his head.
Qingming was very calm.
Besiege?
Although it was embarrassing.
Victory!
He just needed to get it.
The winner was king!
History was always written by the victors.
"Next…"
"Flying Sword Dragon, Nine-Headed Flame Dragon!”
"Flying Sword Style, Demonic Blade Thousand Dragons!”
Qingming attacked again.
And this time.
The ones who attacked were the two great killing profundities that he had created.
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