"Just because there is one now doesn't mean there will be one in the future. This king doesn't need you to tell me the antidote to the Seven Flower Poison. You dare to poison this king and covet my Crown Princess? Prepare to die!"
With that, Qian Yeming flicked his left hand lightly, and two sharp streams of Qi shot towards Yang Yi like knives. Feeling the Qi cutting through the wind, Yang Yi quickly closed his eyes, but before he could block it with his hands, the Qi had already sliced through his eyelids and entered his eyelids.
"ah--"
Following a muffled and painful scream, Yang Yi rolled on the ground, covering his eyes.
Judging from the two intact eyeballs dropped on the ground and the opponent's bloody hands, the opponent's eyes must have become two empty holes at this moment.
Murong Xiao raised her head and wanted to take a look, but Qian Yeming held her down hard, refusing to let her look at the dirty thing.
"Xiao'er, what else do you want to do?"
"I'm going to chop off his hands and feet. I'm going to cut him into pieces!"
Knowing that Murong Xiao hated Yang Yi for poisoning him and feeling the immense excitement of the person in his arms, Qian Yeming just held her tightly in his arms, giving her warmth and positive energy.
But the other hand did not stop at all.
He pressed the hilt of the sword, which looked like a soft belt but actually contained a soft sword, and gently pulled it out. With a buzzing sound, an extremely soft sword was pulled out from his waist.
The sword continued to hum, carrying a chilling murderous intent and a coldness. The soft sword swung twice before straightening, but the humming continued, showing no sign of stopping.
"Phoenix Sword?!"
Mu Jing and Mu You looked at the sword in Qian Yeming's hand in surprise, which kept buzzing, and instantly understood why he had such deep internal strength.
This Fengming Sword is the first of the ten famous swords in the martial arts world, and its owner is also the hermit master Yundian Old Man.
It has been a long time since anyone in the martial arts world has heard of Old Man Yun Dian. Everyone speculated that this old man with unfathomable martial arts skills should have passed away, but no one has found Old Man Yun Dian's body.
Now, Qian Yeming was holding the Fengming Sword, the first of the ten famous swords, and had such profound internal strength. Mu Jing and Mu You suddenly realized that Qian Yeming was the successor of old man Yun Dian.
However, once the Fengming Sword is out, it must drink blood, otherwise it will scream incessantly, and the sound will become higher and higher, just like a phoenix soaring into the sky, so it is named "Fengming".
Mu Jing and Mu You stared at the Fengming Sword in Qian Yeming's hand. They also wanted to see if this legendary sword was really that magical.
Qian Yeming's left hand moved slightly, and the Fengming Sword seemed to have life, following the owner's will and cutting off the flesh in the robe piece by piece at an extremely fast speed.
Yang Yi was seriously injured by Qian Yeming's kick and was unable to stand up at all, so when the Fengming Sword attacked with cold air, he could do nothing.
Feeling the flesh being cut by the knife, the pain of losing my eyes just now has been completely replaced by this extremely cruel way of slicing the flesh.
After more than a hundred swords fell, the person who was rolling on the ground was no longer making any sound, but Qian Yeming's sword did not stop.
The slender white fingers flexibly controlled the Fengming Sword, and the tip of the sword seemed to be dancing, happily drinking blood, and from time to time it emitted bursts of light humming, until the person who was completely wrapped in black clothes just now had completely turned into a skeleton.
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