Chapter 668 Killing Wang Qingge

boom!

Wang Qingge's knife hit Lin Yuan's neck.

Suddenly I felt happy.

But thinking about it, Lin Yuan's head was cut off and it didn't happen.

The knife hit the neck directly, but it couldn't make any further progress.

Wang Qingge was shocked for the next moment.

The sharp sword energy struck at Wang Qingge.

Wang Qingge wanted to retreat, but his energy was concentrated on the sword, and he couldn't mobilize his energy for a while.

He could only watch Lin Yuan's broken sword slash across his neck.

Feeling the coolness on his neck, Wang Qingge immediately used all the energy of the knife.

boom! !

Lin Yuan was blown away.

But Lin Yuan's broken sword still struck Wang Qingge's neck, but it didn't cut it off.

Wang Qingge covered his neck, and blood continued to flow out from his neck.

But no matter how hard he covered it, blood still flowed out.

Wang Qing's singer moved, and a pill appeared in his hand, just when he was about to take it.

call!

When the sound of sword wind appeared in Wang Qingge's eyes, he immediately rolled forward before he had time to think about it.

He grabbed the space with his hand, trying to tear the space apart and escape.

But before the space was torn apart, Lin Yuan rushed up with the broken sword.

A sword struck the front of the space, blocking Wang Qingge's escape.

At this time, Lin Yuan's clone also followed up and slashed at Wang Qingge.

He had already received some injuries when fighting Jian Xuanming before, but now Lin Yuan came up again and chopped off his neck.

Wang Qingge was also a little unable to resist.

Seeing Lin Yuan and the clone getting closer, Wang Qingge's eyes changed, and the aura on his body began to grow.

Soon he reached the middle stage of Tianwu Realm.

"I actually suffered a loss today at the hands of a true martial artist."

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and his eyes became red.

"Even if you try hard to cultivate to a lower level today, I will kill you."

He immediately attacked Lin Yuan. Lin Yuan looked calm, took a deep breath, and stared at Wang Qingge's every move with sharp eyes.

His movements were ten times slower than those of Wan Jian Ancestor.

Lin Yuan even doubted whether he was in the Tianwu realm.

He didn't know that changes had already occurred in him when he was fighting Ancestor Wan Jian, but he didn't notice it.

The broken sword in Lin Yuan's hand cut out countless sword shadows.

Wang Qingge's anger was rising at this time. Looking at Lin Yuan's sword shadow, he did not dodge at all and used his vitality to resist the sword.

Lin Yuan looked at him and was a little shocked.

This old man actually didn't care about his life, just to kill himself.

The shock in Lin Yuan's eyes quickly turned into calm.

The broken sword in his hand was aimed at Wang Qingge's neck.

At the same time, Lin Yuan's clone was also flying towards this side quickly.

Lin Yuan's eyes narrowed, and suddenly a spiritual power hit Wang Qingge.

next moment.

Wang Qingge's eyes paused for a moment, and then he came back to his senses.

But this moment was enough for the broken sword in Lin Yuan's hand to attack him.

After Wang Qingge came to his senses, a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he immediately burst out with strong vitality.

This strong vitality radiated from Wang Qingge's body, and the surrounding trees were shattered by the emanating vitality and flew into the distance.

Soon a clearing appeared around them.

Lin Yuan seemed to ignore this vitality and continued to chop with the broken sword in his hand.

this moment.

The broken sword in Lin Yuan's hand made a crisp sound, and then a white light enveloped the broken sword.

At this time, Lin Yuan had an illusion. The broken sword seemed to exude an emotion, as if it had encountered food.

next moment.

Lin Yuan moved his hand, and with the explosion of vitality and soul power, Lin Yuan slashed out the sword.

boom! !

The ground was split into a canyon, which continued into the distance and could not be seen to the end.

Wang Qingge also had his head cut off by this sword, but his soul escaped.

Wang Qingge's soul looked at Lin Yuan, turned around and wanted to fly into the distance.

Just when Wang Qingge wanted to escape, a pair of big hands suddenly grabbed him, making him unable to move.

Wang Qingge looked at Lin Yuan in horror.

Lin Yuan's eyes showed doubts, even vigilance.

Just for a moment, Lin Yuan felt a powerful force.

Just when Lin Yuan was alert, he saw from the corner of his eye that Wang Qingge's soul seemed to be pulled over by something.

Then he entered the Broken Sword.

Only the screams that penetrated people were heard constantly coming from the broken sword.

After a few breaths, the screams from the broken sword ended.

Lin Yuan looked at the broken sword in his hand, remembering the sword tomb where a white light entered and a broken sword was revealed.

He thought it was an illusion, but it turned out that there was really something inside.

He handed the broken sword in his hand to the clone, and then the power of the soul began to explore.

But just as Lin Yuan's consciousness approached the Broken Sword, an unknown force blocked his soul.

"Sword Spirit?"

Lin Yuan remembered what the Golden Demon Ape had said before. Could it be that the sword spirit of the long sword ran to the Broken Sword?

"I think I'll go back when I have time."

He thought to himself, then moved his hand and took out the communication magic weapon.

"Are you in trouble again?"

Xuanyuan Ling'er's voice came out from the communication magic weapon.

Lin Yuan said in a calm voice.

"You know the ancestor of the Wang family of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, right?"

Xuanyuan Ling'er thought for a while and replied.

"I know."

"You won't offend the Wang family."

"I remember that the old man was at the peak of the Tianwu Realm."

Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows.

"It's true that the Wang family has been offended."

"Would you like me to help you solve it?"

Xuanyuan Linger smiled.

"My father knows the ancestor of the Wang family. As long as you let me come forward, the ancestor of the Wang family will not embarrass you."

"Tell me, who did you offend? Wang Zhiqiu?"

Lin Yuan didn't know what to say, so he could only say lightly.

"I killed several members of the Wang family."

Xuanyuan Linger exclaimed.

"Forget it, you just need to give me the Perfect Saint Realm, and I will help you solve this matter."

"That old man Wang Qingge can't beat my father."

Xuanyuan Ling'er thought of something and asked with interest.

"By the way, whoever you killed couldn't be a genius from the Wang family."

"No." Lin Yuan said calmly.

"If Wang Qingge were the ancestor of the Wang family, I should have killed him."

Xuanyuan Ling'er: "..."

"Oh, you are really good at blowing."

"Although Wang Qingge's strength is a bit lacking, he is still in the Tianwu realm. Can you kill him?"

Xuanyuan Ling'er's face was full of disbelief.

Listening to Xuanyuan Ling'er's disbelief, Lin Yuan said calmly.

"If I kill one of you in the Tianwu realm, will your Xuanyuan Dynasty come after me?"

Hearing Lin Yuan's tone, Xuanyuan Ling'er was shaken in her heart and asked in disbelief.

"Did you really kill Wang Qingge?"

"So, do you, the Xuanyuan Dynasty, want to be my enemy?"

Xuanyuan Ling'er was even more shocked, and her breathing was a little short.

"My father has long wanted to eradicate Wang Qingge, but because he is the ancestor of the Wang family, he has never done anything."

"My father won't embarrass you, but after all, you killed people from the Xuanyuan Dynasty. In this case, I still ask."