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Ye Li was not so careless this time????. When Hua Zi fell to the ground proudly, Ye Li rushed out in an instant, wrapping him in his sword qi, as long as he had the slightest intention of escaping, he would be immediately killed by Ye Li's sword qi and completely die.

"Hua Ziao, you didn't expect it, did you? Even if the Spirit Sword Pavilion doesn't have me, it's not something you can peep at. ”

Hua Zi was proud and didn't speak, she fell to the ground with an ugly face, and closed her eyes in resignation.

At this moment, I saw Yu Qiong puff, a mouthful of blood spurted out, barely holding on to the long sword, stumbling under his feet, and almost falling.

Ye Li raised his hand, did not let Yu Qiong fall, came to Yu Qiong's side, did not look at him, but looked at the surviving Spirit Sword Pavilion disciples behind him: "Lord Sword God, how does it feel." ”

"It's a wonderful feeling to be trusted. I have finally fulfilled my master's last wish, and I have no regrets. ”

The corners of Ye Li's mouth finally rose, revealing a faint smile: "That's right, keep up this momentum, Lord Sword God." ”

Yu Qiong is indeed a young disciple with a very good mentality, he was seriously injured, but he still kept his smile, turning his back to the crowd of people who trusted him behind him, and suddenly said a word, which made Ye Li laugh.

"Uncle Shi, my hairstyle, it's not messy, right?"

Nima, this kid has the demeanor of Lao Tzu back then. Ye Li shook his long hair slightly: "Very handsome, very handsome, except for me, no one is more handsome than you." But today, the limelight will be given to you. ”

Ye Li helped Yu Qiong recover, adjusted his breathing, and the two turned around.

I saw that Jian Wuchang with the elder group, as well as countless disciples, had already come to Yu Qiong's face, and bowed deeply to Yu Qiong: "Meet the Sword God." ”

"Hurry up, Yu Qiong can't stand it. ”

"No, Lord Sword God fought to the death for the Spirit Sword Pavilion, and this is what deserves our respect. ”

Yu Qiong was a little embarrassed, and her face turned red. Everyone else came over, and everyone patted Joan on the shoulder as a gesture of friendship and congratulations among their friends.

At this time, I only heard Ye Li say: "Okay, don't say anything else, I'm afraid this home will be rebuilt again." ”

Jian Wuchang began to work, and this time, according to Ye Li's instructions, he took the lead in restoring their attics for the low-level disciples, and instead put these people at the top of the ranks last.

Ye Li nodded with satisfaction, although Sword Impermanence was not as good as Yu Qiong, he was also changing step by step. Especially this time, the sword qi that Yu Qiong burst out deeply stimulated him, but this stimulation was benign and stimulated the impermanence of the sword.

Even if the Spirit Sword Pavilion does not have the pillars it once had, the two sword gods are still thriving, and Ye Li firmly believes that it will get better and better.

Ye Li and Yu Qiong together took people back to the Sword King Tower.

As soon as Yuqiong entered the door, he lay down directly at the end, motionless.

"Hey, hey, hey, you sword god, pay attention to your own image, okay? Ye Li smiled and sat on the side of Yu Qiong.

Yu Qiong didn't answer Ye Li, Ye Li took a closer look, this kid seemed to be very tired, and after he fell, he fell asleep directly.

Ye Li was sure for a moment, Yu Qiong just consumed too much mana, so he could get a good night's sleep.

"Boss, we ......"

"Shhh ”

Ye Li waved his hand, several people exited the room, Ye Li gently closed the door and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Oh, it's okay, the pavilion master asked us to ask you, when is the best time to hold this sword god's god ceremony?"

"When...... I'm going to think about that. ”

The sword god is the symbol of the Spirit Sword Pavilion and the pillar of the Spirit Sword Pavilion. Therefore, this ritual must be indispensable. In front of 10,000 people, officially inform everyone of Yuqiong's true identity now.

Ye Li left the Sword King Tower and quickly found Sword Impermanence. Jian Wuchang is very close to the people this time, working directly with those disciples, resting together, and occasionally being able to talk and laugh.

"Pavilion Master, you look for me. ”

"Lord Ye Li, talk here. ”

Ye Li looked at the impermanence of the sword and frowned. Could it be that there is no accident in this god ceremony? Looking at the expression of the sword impermanence, it is obvious that there is something.

The two of them came to a corner, and when Jian Wuchang was sure that there was no one here, he spoke: "Lord Ye Li, there is one thing, I don't know whether to say it or not?"

"But it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

"Lord Ye Li, what are you going to do with that Blood Demon? He is now imprisoned in the Sword King Tower, right?"

Ye Xuan tightened, he knew what Sword Impermanence was going to say. What kind of sin is it that the Blood Demon has killed and injured so many disciples, and has also destroyed the Spirit Sword Pavilion twice, leaving a group of them homeless and needing to rebuild their homes? Just these few crimes are enough for the Blood Demon to die a hundred times.

"This ...... What do you want to do?"

Ye Li didn't say it directly, but kicked the ball back to Jian Wuchang. Jian Wuchang was stunned for a moment: "We feel that at the god sealing ceremony, it is just an opportunity. In front of all the disciples, let the Sword God personally kill him, what do you think?"

Ye Li slurped, this idea was undoubtedly very good. It not only killed Hua Ziyi, but also strengthened Yuqiong's status as a sword god.

The strongest enemy of the Spirit Sword Pavilion was killed by the Sword God, which was a very big boost to the morale of ordinary disciples.

But what Ye Li hesitated about now was...... Do you want to kill him or not?

He is full of pride and evil, and has killed countless people, most of whom are innocent people. To say that the two armies are at war and there are deaths on the battlefield, there is no right or wrong, but the positions are different.

But Hua Zi is proud and hateful, he even kills ordinary people, just imagine, when did Hua Zi Proud start arranging this blood pool? How many ordinary people in the Void Spirit Realm did he kill? How much blood did he collect to worship his blood pool? This is also where Ye Li is entangled.

"Lord Ye Li. ”

"Let me think about it. ”

Ye Li was alone, leaving the idea of sword impermanence, and thinking about this serious problem with his cheeks in his hands.

It stands to reason that Grandma Hua Ji and Grandpa Hua Fan died to save themselves, and their wishes when they were dying, Ye Li, and they had to help them complete it.

But Hua Zi is proud of this person, he doesn't know repentance at all, and he is extremely disrespectful to his parents, Ye Li wants to let him go, but he really can't convince himself.

"Damn, what the hell should I do!"

At this moment, a person appeared in the grove, who was the finch feather. As if practicing a sword, the branches in her hands kept piercing out, causing marks on one tree.

"Finch Ling, why are you here?"

"Boss, why are you here?"

Ye Li came to the bottom of the tree, the sword marks here are countless, I don't know how many years have passed to be able to become like this.

"You practiced all this?"

Ye Xingxing said that this sword idiot is going crazy, right? In such a short period of time, in the Void Spirit Realm, there are no resources as strong as the power of creation, but he still practices swords here day and night, this sword idiot is really obsessed with the way of the sword and goes crazy.

Que Ling smiled a little embarrassedly, and touched her head embarrassedly: "I don't have anything to do anyway, just practice swords, so that after I go back, I will recover faster."

At this moment, Ye Li suddenly skimmed to a different position on the tree. It is a tall tree, about five meters tall.

All around this tree are sword marks! Not only that, but the sword marks are deep and shallow, not like they were carved by a single person.

"Que Ling, did you have these sword marks before?"

Where would Finch Ling notice these things, she shook her head: "I forgot." What's wrong boss, is it important?"

"Oh, that's fine. ”

Ye Li stretched out his hand and touched it, and suddenly a sword aura rushed straight to Ye Li's brain. The sword qi seemed to be imprinted in Ye Li's head, and this person, Ye Li felt a little familiar.

Nima, it can't be the old man of Jian Yi, right? This sword qi is very much missed by him.

Ye Li stood in place for a while before coming back to his senses.

Que Ling didn't notice Ye Li's unusualness, Ye Li shook his head, pretending that nothing had happened, Que Ling continued to practice the sword, and Ye Li went back to the Sword King Tower.

Ye Li wants to find a flower to be proud and have a good chat.

Hua Ziao was sealed in Ye Li's room, and Ye Li didn't care much about him, just closed the door of the room, and he did whatever he liked inside, anyway, his mana was also sealed.

With a creak, the door opened, and Hua Zi sat down at the table again, as he had done for the past few days, staring out the window blankly. Like the prison bird, longing for a free life outside.

"Hua is proud, you said that you look outside every day and can't get out, isn't this looking for abuse?"

"I want you to take care of it, I'm a dying person anyway, I want to get out, is it wrong?"

Ye Li picked up the teacup, poured himself a cup, poured him a cup, and rarely touched a cup with him.

"Hua is proud, do you know what the Spirit Sword Pavilion is going to do with you?"

Ye Li finally got to the point. Hua Ziao has been worried about these days, what he is most afraid of is not that he is going to be killed, but that he will be imprisoned all the time, this kind of hanging mood makes him more uncomfortable and unbearable than killing him directly.

Hua Ziao frowned very calmly, drank the tea in front of him, snapped, and put the teacup on the table.

"What are you going to do with me? At the very least, kill me. I'm proud of myself this time, and I admit it when I plant it, it doesn't matter, I can see it. But I just went to see the two old immortals earlier. ”

At this moment, Ye Li suddenly made a move, grabbed Hua Ziao's neck collar, there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, and said coldly: "Hua Ziao, I'll give you one last chance." Either you don't mention them, and if you do, you give me a little restraint and respect. ”

"Ye Li, I'm very curious, what benefits they have given you, you have spared no effort to help them, it seems that you still respect them very much. I, the son, are not as attentive as you. ”

"It's not courtesy, it's something I owe them. If you talk like this again, I guarantee that your fate will be worse than direct death, believe it or not?"

Ye Li's eyes were full of blood, and the blood seemed to be able to frighten people's hearts, this time, Hua Zijiao was really afraid, and nodded with difficulty, Ye Li put him down.

"Tomorrow, at the Fengshen Platform, you will be killed by Yu Qiong on the spot, in front of tens of thousands of people. You are a blood demon, and now you are mixed to the extent that even I can't stand it. ”

The corners of Ye Li's mouth rose slightly, and Hua Zi was not moved, but looked out the window by himself.

"You don't have anything to say?"

Ye Li was very curious, why was he so calm? Could it be that he had a trick? This person was proud of the Blood Demon Flower! His methods and the magical powers of the evil sect were innumerable, and Ye Li had to guard against them.

At this moment, Hua Ziao suddenly smiled: "Ye Li, you can't kill me." ”

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