Chapter 342

The sword aura on Xuanyi's body was Lingran, which made the ancient sword of the Dugu family stunned, Xuanyi's fingers and claws were like hooks, grabbing the ancient long sword, and a dark sword intent surged up on his body.

Dugu Bingyu found that the long sword in his hand did not listen to his own call, and made a trembling sound, and Xuanyi was actually fighting with himself for the right to use this sword.

Dugu Bingyu snorted coldly, the sword fetus of this sword has been with him from the beginning, and he has forged it by himself after he became an adult, so to speak, this sword is half of his body, how could it be taken away by an outsider.

Xuan Yi pinched the sword, pinched a sword trick in his left hand, and pointed like a sword, slashing at Dugu Bingyu.

"Hmph!" Dugu Bingyu said in a cold voice, "Are you really thinking that my Dugu family only cultivates sword moves!"

Dugu Bingyu yelled that it was not good, and directly abandoned his sword to dodge.

Fallen donkey rolling!

This trick is simply omnipotent, and it can avoid all life and death!

Yeling clapped his hands and screamed that a good donkey rolled.

Dugu Bingyu stiffened his face and said in a cold voice, "Soldier King Jue?"

Xuan nodded, looked at the long sword in his hand, and flicked his fingers, and the long sword made a trembling sound, as if it was struggling, as if it was in pain.

"Soldier King?" Nanyun Yiye looked at Dugu Bingyu.

Ye Ling smiled, "The set of weapon control methods created after the Divine Venerable Sword Technique was completed?"

Xuan nodded, and threw the long sword in his hand at Dugu Bingyu, "The sword is good!"

Dugu Bingyu took the sword, looked at it carefully, his face was not moving, his heart was happy tight, he was accompanied by this sword, there was no moment of separation, these few breaths of time were his life.

"Can the Soldier King really manipulate other people's weapons?" Dugu Bingyu asked softly with his head hanging his head and wiping the long sword in his hand.

"Legend has it that the Divine Venerable can do it, but I can't. With a flick of Xuanyi's fingers, Dugu Bingyu found that the long sword in his hand trembled slightly, "I can only interfere for a moment." ”

"It's no wonder that 100,000 years ago, the gods used their blades to punish immortals across the wilderness, this style is really wonderful. Dugu Bingyu sighed, their clan is dedicated to the sword, the sword move is unparalleled in the world, and the sword intent has few opponents, and it is tied with the sword peak

The two holy places of the way of the sword, the sword cultivators in the world all go to the sword peak to practice, and do not come to the sword shrine, even if the Dugu family is in seclusion and is not born, there is also resentment in the heart.

"This style is only useful when there is too much difference in cultivation between the two people. Xuanyi said, "Your sword cultivation is not weaker than mine, but there is a difference of two small realms between you and mine, so I can interfere with your sword.

A little mistake can affect the situation of the battle, if you cultivate to keep up, I'm afraid my trick will be useless to you. ”

"There's another question, why did you abandon the Fortitude Sword Technique to cultivate that kind of soft sword intent. ”

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Xuanyi was silent for a long time, "The lonely sun is not long. ”

"Trouble. Dugu Bingyu snorted.

"Fix the stone steps and go up the mountain!"

Ye Ling raised his head, "It's Grandpa Gan's voice!"

Grandpa Gan?Nanyun Yiye raised his eyelids and looked at the unknown masked man in front of him.

Xuanyi and Dugu Bingyu silently cleaned up without saying a word.

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Dongfang Yan stood in front of the temple gate, followed by this sloppy old man.

The old Taoist priest gouged out his ears and said distressedly, "Yan'er, are you willing to let me, an old man, come out with me for that stinky boy!"

"------" Dongfang Yan glanced at the sloppy old man lightly, "If you had let them come up earlier, why did you come here?"

"He is a member of the Shinto Sect, how can He De make you fall in love, the old Taoist priest naturally doesn't like it. The sloppy old Taoist said helplessly, muttering that he wanted to torture this Dao Lingzi who won the heart of his great-grandson.

This time, Dongfang Yan didn't pay attention to this crazy and sloppy old way at all.

"Are you still resentful of the old Tao?" the old Taoist priest said softly, but his confidence was insufficient.

Dongfang Yan looked at the few figures that appeared in his sight, and replied, "I only resent you for refusing to save my mother." ”

"It's not that you can't save it-" The old Taoist priest stomped his feet, and he couldn't do it in a hurry.

Several figures were getting closer and closer, and the old Taoist priest sat cross-legged on the ground directly, without any superior demeanor.

"Grandpa Gan!" Ye Ling shouted, looking at Dongfang Yan standing aside, and twisted his head towards the old Taoist priest.

"What are you doing with a mask?" said the old Taoist priest angrily.

"Oh. As soon as Ye Ling raised his hand, he took off the white ink lines on his face, revealing a delicate face, Nanyun Yiye subconsciously glanced at it, and immediately frowned.

"It's much more pleasing to the eye!" the old Taoist priest nodded with satisfaction.

"I've seen my seniors. "Nanyun Yiye and Dugu Bingyu bowed their hands.

"I've seen the predecessors of Longhu Mountain. Xuanyi bowed and saluted.

The old Taoist priest's eyes widened angrily and shouted, "Kneel!"

Not only Ye Ling, Nanyun Yiye and Dugu Bingyu were all suppressed by this tiger roar, Dongfang Yan glared at the old Taoist, and Xuanyi's face was calm, looking at this person who lived in Longhu Mountain and was regarded as a great enemy by the Shinto Sect all year round

The old Taoist priest.

"Senior, but what did you say to me?" asked Xuanyi without being humble or arrogant.

"Who else is there besides you, I said that the disciples of the Shinto Sect can't go up Longhu Mountain, and if you don't kill you, it's already considered your luck, and letting you walk up the mountain and stand in front of me is already an amnesty, plus you have damaged tens of thousands of my Longhu Mountain

The stone steps of the year, what's wrong with this kneeling?" the old Taoist priest shouted angrily.

Ye Ling glanced at Dongfang Yan, this second holy son whose cultivation was not weaker than them was suppressed by the old Taoist priest without saying a word, no wonder he didn't say a word.

Xuanyi's expression remained unchanged and he knelt down on one knee.

Dugu Bingyu raised his eyebrows, and said that he was kneeling on one knee, but this is too unambitious, right?

Kneeling down on one knee, in the face of such a Terran Daqing, cultivating to be transcendent and holy, it can now be said that it is one of the two great saints known to the Terran race, what does it matter if you kneel on one knee, if it is not Xuanyi, others are afraid now

Even the head knocked up.

The old Taoist priest didn't expect Xuan Yi to kneel when he said that he would kneel, isn't it the Taoist spirit son of the Shinto Sect, this temperament is like, but this backbone is not like it.

"You ----- this ---" The old Taoist priest was obviously a little overwhelmed, and looked at Dongfang Yan who was suppressed by himself and couldn't speak, the old Taoist priest coughed dryly, and put on a master's posture again, "Knees!"

Xuan Yi knelt on the ground, his voice was still calm, "The juniors respect the seniors, so they point to the ground on one knee, why do the seniors force each other again and again!"

Ye Ling quietly moved to Dongfang Yan's side, pinched a seal in his hand, and pressed a palm on Dongfang Yan's heart.

"What are you doing?" the Dongfang Goose roared.

The old Taoist priest opened his mouth, looked at Dongfang Yan and then at Ye Ling, and then turned his head to glance at Xuan Yi, his expression a little frightened.

Ye Ling smiled slightly when he saw the old Taoist's reaction, it must have been Dongfang Yan's mother who yelled at the old Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain like this.

"Yan'er, I'm just—" The old Taoist priest spoke incoherently.

Ye Ling laughed, causing the old Taoist priest to look at him angrily, Ye Ling was unmoved, still laughing.

Dongfang Yan glared, Ye Ling sneered, the puzzled gaze of the two young people, coupled with the gaze of Xuanyi, who was still kneeling on the ground, made this long-dead old Taoist priest at a loss, you can let the old Taoist priest fight and kill people,

You let him calculate and humiliate, with all due respect, the old Taoist priest really doesn't have this talent.

Ye Ling patted Xuan Yi and asked the old Taoist, "Grandpa, don't you introduce these two?"

"You still don't know each other, and if you don't know each other, you fought a battle?" the old Taoist priest wondered, don't you know each other after fighting for a long time?

"I just know the name, but I still need you to say it. Yeling smiled.

Nagumo Kazuha shook his head, "We don't know the name of this son yet. ”

The old Taoist priest didn't raise his eyelids, and stretched out his hand, "This is Nanyun Yiye, this is Dugu Bingyu, one of those two people is Dao Lingzi, and the other is ----."

The old Taoist priest glanced at Ye Ling, was stunned, and suddenly said indignantly, "Who are you!"

Ye Ling couldn't help but laugh, "Grandpa, you better tell me why you want to find these two people first." ”

"The Confucian Sage Nanyun family and the Sword Shrine Dugu family are all secret hands left by the imperial family. The old Taoist priest explained, "This time I came out to help you." ”

Ye Ling touched his chin, the means left by the Emperor Clan? It seems that the Emperor Clan has done a lot of things in the past 100,000 years, but it is a pity that Ye Tiankuo left early and failed to pass these things on to Ye Ling.

Nagumo Kazuha glanced at Ye Ling thoughtfully.

"Grandpa, is this what my grandfather said?"

"Nonsense, if I were to set up this game, the human race would have died a long time ago, if you want me to say, hurry up and let the demon domain come out, their demon lord is powerful. The old Taoist priest looked up to the sky and sighed.

Ye Ling raised his forehead, "The two of you, in Xia Anling, are from Wuji Mansion. ”

"An Ling?" Nanyun Yiye's eyes rolled, "Young Pavilion Master of Lingxiao Pavilion?"

"Sort of, but it's my sister's business. Yeling replied.

The old Taoist priest looked at Nanyun and Yeling, who were talking in detail, nodded, looked down at Xuanyi, who was still on one knee, and said softly, "You also get up, come with me, I have something to ask you." ”

Xuan Yi got up, Dongfang Yan hurriedly stepped forward and patted the dust off Xuan's body, Xuan Yi smiled, held Dongfang Yan's hand, and signaled her not to worry.

Ye Ling looked at the old and young who left, showing a weird smile, he really wanted to see Xuanyi touch his head, this guy is too serious.

"Two, the Nanyun World has not been born for 30,000 years, and the Dugu family has almost never entered the world except for a sword leader every 10,000 years, this time you listen to the order of Longhu Mountain, and there is really no trace of dissatisfaction?" Ye Ling

I still feel unreliable, this secret hand has been for tens of thousands of years, and it is difficult to guarantee that they will not change their minds.

Dugu Bingyu raised his eyebrows, and Nanyun Yiye smiled, "Brother An Ling can't trust us, so we'll show the bottom." ”

"In fact, there are many hidden families like us in the human race. ”

Ye Ling nodded, this secret is not secret, and he also came to this conclusion from the clues.

"And we hermit families all have one thing in common—"

"We are from the Imperial Family!"

Ye Ling was shocked in his heart, squinted slightly, and looked at Nanyun Yiye, "Born in the imperial family?"

"Just like the current fourteen sons of the imperial family, our ancestors are all disciples of the emperor of the imperial family, and they were ordered by the emperor to live in seclusion in the human race, and were born when needed. Kazuha Nagumo explained.

Ye Ling squinted, still discerning the truth of this sentence, if he really wanted what he said, then the emperor clan would not be the emperor of the human race, and the human race would become the human race of the emperor race!