In the Great Yan Divine Dynasty, the third prince Yan Qiye refused the position of the crown prince and walked away.

The most amazing and brilliant prince of the Great Yan God Dynasty for thousands of years, whether it is talent or martial arts, it is rare to see for a thousand years, and he asked with one move, shocking the world.

Ten days later, Yan Qiye ascended to the Yan Kingdom Sword Sect, and one person faced the hundreds of sword masters of the Sword Sect.

No one knows what the outcome of this battle will be, it's just that after the first battle, the Sword Sect was closed and was no longer born for a hundred years.

On the Dayue River, Yan Qiye, dressed in blue clothes, stood quietly, staring at the eastward flow of the river in front of him, and one stop was ten days.

In ten days, Yan Qiye's breath returned to calm, returned to the basics, and his kendo cultivation went further.

Ten days later, in Yan Qiye's hand, a long sword appeared, and a sword slashed, and the sword qi was three thousand miles.

With a bang, the Dayue River parted in response, and the river hung upside down, like a waterfall.

After a sword, Yan Qiye put away his sword and turned to leave.

Two months later, Sword God Mountain, the land of Kyushu, was recognized as the strongest man in the sword, and in a hundred years, he had never been defeated.

At the foot of the Sword God Mountain, the figure of Tsing Yi walked forward and climbed the Sword God Mountain step by step.

On the Sword God Mountain, a middle-aged man in white opened his eyes and looked at the young figure walking down the mountain, his expression slightly condensed.

At the foot of the mountain, Yan Qiye raised his head and looked at the sword god on the mountain, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Fast as lightning, in the blink of an eye, Yan Qiye appeared on the Sword God Mountain.

"Please!"

Yan Qiye looked at the white-clothed figure on the mountain and spoke.

The white-clothed sword god waved his hand, and on the cliff not far away, a long sword flew by, and the sword aura was amazing.

Yan Qiye also waved his hand and held the sword, and his fighting spirit rose, and the sky was shocked.

On the mountain, the fallen leaves were scattered, and for a moment, the two figures moved at the same time.

The two swords clashed, and the sword qi rushed into the sky, rumbling and shaking, resounding through the Sword God Mountain.

On this day, thousands of miles away from the Sword God Mountain, one after another warriors looked at the Sword God Mountain in the distance, and their faces were shocked.

Rumble!

Half a day later, the Sword God Mountain collapsed violently, and the rocks fell into rain.

In the earth-shattering battle, Yan Qiye came out with a sword, and since then, the white-clothed sword god has disappeared from the world.

At the same time, among the mountains and rivers that were endless distances away, Ning Chen took the ghosts and others to search all over the Xianshan Sect, looking for the original legend of Great Xia.

Suddenly, Ning Chen's expression was shocked, and his eyes looked at the starry sky.

What does that feel like?

Almost at the same time, all sides of the world, one after another strong men on the sword felt it, and they all looked at the starry sky.

I saw that in the starry sky, in an area full of meteorites, a huge whirlpool appeared, and sword shadows appeared, endlessly, constantly spreading around.

The astonishing vision shocked the world, and all the strong people in the heavens felt it and set off one after another.

"An innate sword has been born. ”

In the land of Kyushu, Yan Qiye looked at the sky, and his handsome face flashed with a different color.

After a while, Yan Qiye stepped on his feet, turning into sword light and rushing towards the starry sky.

In the starry sky, streamers cut through the void one after another, and rushed to the direction where the mutation appeared.

In the domain of meteorite turbulence, Yan Qiye, who was closest to each other, swept over, looked at the great whirlpool of sword qi in front of him, stood for a moment, and stepped into it.

Not long after Yan Qiye entered the sword qi vortex, on the starry sky, one after another sword powerhouses appeared, and without much hesitation, they entered the vortex one after another.

Among the many powerhouses in the world, Ning Chen and Du Chengxue arrived, looked at the sword qi vortex in front of them, and stopped.

"Why is this happening here?" asked Twilight Chengxue.

"Something innate is born. ”

Ning Chen replied, "It looks like it's a sword. ”

"Innate Sword?"

Twilight muttered softly, "It seems that there will be a bloody storm here next." ”

The innate treasure is so precious, it is impossible to be born in ten thousand years, however, every time an innate treasure is born, it will fight for the blood.

"Master, shall we go in?" Butterfly asked.

"Do you use a sword?" Ning Chen smiled.

"No, I don't. Butterfly shook her head.

"Then what are we going in there for?" Ning Chen smiled.

"Huh?"

Butterfly was surprised, "So what are we doing all the way here?"

"Find someone. ”

Ning Chen said softly, "At the beginning, the senior's favorite thing was to look for the famous sword, if the predecessor knew that an innate sword was born, he would definitely come." ”

From all sides of the starry sky, there are still swordsmen who have come one after another, and the birth of the innate sword has made countless strong people in the world crazy.

In the sword qi vortex, a waterfall of blood flowers flew out, and thousands of swordsmen were strangled by the sword qi vortex, and their bones were gone.

And in the deepest part of the sword qi vortex, a sword as black as ink rose and fell, and the sword pressure was amazing.

Not long after, in front of the innate sword, Yan Qiye walked forward, and where he passed, ten thousand swords retreated.

Around the Innate Sword, space vanished, turning into a black hole that devoured all the light.

"Ning Yuan!"

Yan Qiye looked at the two words engraved on the sword and muttered softly.

In the void, Ning Yuan seemed to feel the breath of his master, and he kept trembling.

Yan Qiye stepped forward and stretched out his hand to hold the sword, and suddenly, the starry sky shook, and the terrifying sword pressure shook out.

The abyss touched the master's body, and in an instant, the abyss dissipated and submerged into the master's body.

In the starry sky, the sword qi vortex disappeared out of thin air, and the sword pressure spread, shaking everyone out of it.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, a figure in green clothes walked out, with his back to everyone, with a breath of breath, extremely powerful.

"The sword was on him. ”

Many swordsmen felt the aura on the man in Tsing Yi and spoke.

As soon as the words fell, the swordsmen glanced at each other and immediately rushed forward.

"Sword sound, Feihong!"

The moment all the swordsmen swept over, in Yan Qiye's hand, Ning Yuan appeared, a sword slashed into the void, and a terrifying sword wave swept out.

In an instant, all the swordsmen flew out, and their combat power was temporarily lost.

In the distance, Ning Chen looked at the swordsman in front of him, and his originally turbulent heart gradually calmed down.

Ahead, Yan Qiye also seemed to feel the gaze behind him, turned around, and looked over.

The two looked at each other, as if they had crossed the barrier of time, one was strange, the other was calm.

"Senpai!"

"Senpai!"

The two of them spoke at the same time, casually, and at the same time stunned.

After a while, a smile appeared on Ning Chen's face, which became brighter and brighter.

The sharply rising sword intent was even more fierce than the stormy waves, and Ning Chen pointed at it and slashed it with a sword.

A shocking sword, the sword intent roared and rushed, destroying the void and annihilating the starlight.

Yan Qiye was calm, his handsome face flashed, the condensation in his hand shook, and a sword met him.

Rumble!

The two sword intent impacted, and the starry sky suddenly split in double, and in the sky, a huge crack appeared, spreading for millions of miles.

Countless swordsmen looked at the huge rift in the sky, and their faces were shocked.

"Ugh!"

A pool of blood splashed, flying all over the sky, Yan Qiye took three steps back in a row, and the corners of his mouth were red.

Similarly, on the opposite side, at the corner of Ning Chen's mouth, a touch of blood overflowed.

"Haha, happy!"

With an unprecedentedly happy heart, Ning Chen reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and turned to leave.

"Senior, goodbye. ”

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