It's not Su Weiyin's blood.

Something more sharp came from above his head, Su Weiyin had never heard such a sound, as if the buzzing of a fly had been amplified a thousand times, until the viscous liquid was half of his body.

The boy slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing that caught his eye was a bright heavy sword, which was taller than the two of them combined, and two windmill-like things were still spinning on the hilt of the sword, and the fly-like buzzing sound just now should have been made by these two gadgets.

The giant sword was inserted diagonally in front of Su Weiyin's eyes, the other half was the executioner's body, he only had half left, the cut surface was smooth and flat, and he could even see the beating pulse, the whole person was in a half-dead state, and the heavy axe fell off his intact right hand, splitting the body of an unlucky insect under the stage in half.

The air shook.

The faces of the nobles and guards on the high platform changed drastically, and they looked at the giant sword that looked like a high wall, the viscous flesh and blood stuck to the sword, and at the same time, with a faint light, visible ripples emanating from the sword, as if to convey a message to someone.

Thousands of more violent buzzing sounds came from above the clouds, as if the whole heaven and earth were wrapped in this sound, everyone stood up, and their tables were shaking, most of them had never heard such a sound, they only knew that something was coming, danger was approaching step by step, and even the light of the red sun was shaken and distorted.

No one knew where this voice came from, and the atmosphere in the audience was suddenly tense, and the wind descended from the clouds, bringing cold and murderous intent.

"Buzz...... Buzzing...... Airplanes. ”

They clutched their ears hard, or the approaching buzz would tear their eardrums apart.

"None...... No ......," a veteran shivered as he pointed at the giant sword.

"Up...... Above...... Above. He ran towards the high platform like a mad dog, not even knowing that his shoes had run away, he pointed to the heavenly dome in front of Chu Yingyang and the kings, and cried: "Sword...... Sword...... Supreme Sword Sect!"

Guan Changye stood up suddenly, a pair of cloudy eyes full of fear and uneasiness, he couldn't forget this voice until he died, thirty years ago, he was only an eighteen-year-old boy, he used to be a big sword guard in the west and looking at the north pass, every night he could hear this buzzing sound, when he raised his head, the scene of thousands of green shirt sword immortals crossing the clouds is now vivid, these sword immortals who are incomparably close to the gods and Buddhas in the eyes of mortals travel through the world with the giant swords under their feet.

In addition to their amazing sword skills, they are known as "sword locusts" by the people of the world because of their notorious reputation and the terrifying roar brought by the giant sword swoop, and they often plunder the cities and towns of various countries.

Above the earth, below the clouds.

A total of six thousand eight hundred and fifty-six disciples of the Supreme Sword Sect stood on top of the suspended giant sword in the posture of a god and Buddha, dense

Ma Ma descended like a swarm of locusts.

When this majestic momentum appeared, the Dao Dao pillar of light descended on this small lotus square, and then connected the luck of the entire heaven and earth in an instant.

Sword pressure national fortune!

Su Weiyin looked up, and there was a woman in purple standing on one of the giant swords, Su Weiyin looked at the beautiful woman, just like when the queen mother brought her to see her fifteen years ago, when the two looked at each other, the fate of this life was tightly entangled.

"Your Royal Highness, I'm here to save you. Helian Qing'er said softly.

The entire Lotus Square square fell into silence with these cloud sword immortals, and Chu Ying looked up at everything in the sky with his face like ashes: "Supreme Sword Sect? This Su Weiyin is really dead but not stiff——"

A hearty laugh came from above the sky: "The last prince of the west, this sect master has done things according to the agreement." ”

This voice was like a vast and majestic aura, quickly reaching everyone's ears, and everyone in the square looked at the source of the sound, the man was wearing an extremely simple black robe, standing on top of the huge hanging sword, his appearance was mediocre, he didn't look very old, and the sword breath released from his body was tearing the air, which was terrifying.

"Dare to ask who the predecessor is, why do you want to interfere with my Dayin Dynasty to kill criminals?" Chu Yingyang released the Wang Xi in his body, his voice was full of the aura of a king, and the man glanced at him lightly: "Wang Xi...... I wonder if you can take me with a sword?"

Chu Xianzhao's heartbeat seemed to be interrupted suddenly, and the strong fear made him dare not look directly at the Sword Immortal Lord, Ye Weiwei hid his head in his arms, Guan Changye snorted coldly, raised his arms high, and the whole person stood in the air: "Sui Lang people! ”

"Huh, Guan Changye, it turns out that you are not dead yet, I heard that you were interrupted by the nine generals of the Dragon King in the Qing'an Dynasty, tsk......" The man was shocked.

Guan Changye's left hand was ghostly, his right hand was annihilated, and he said coldly: "You pig and dog are not as good as the beast and the dog are not dead, how can it be the turn of the old man? ”

The people of Sui Lang were full of sarcasm: "The tone of a person who has lost the country dares to be so big, are you now taking refuge in the Dayin Dynasty? It can be regarded as making wedding clothes for others, and you have worked hard." ”

Guan Changye shook his head: "I'm still from the west. ”

"In this case, as the sword god of Xilin, are you really willing to watch your prince have his head cut off? Do you know how many swords there are in the Xilin Sword Arsenal? You take your prince to restore the country, it is better than watching the last inheritance of the Xilin Kingdom be divided by the Yin Kingdom, once the Yin Kingdom takes the sword inside, you Xilin people will never turn over. In my eyes, you should join our team, you and me, disciples of the Supreme Sword Sect,

Coupled with everything in the Xilin Sword Vault, it is enough to destroy this seemingly powerful Great Yin Dynasty, you should know how to choose!"

Guan Changye sighed and said: "The third prince of Da Yin saved me and my daughter, and the abacus shouldn't be like this." ”

The people of Sui Lang disagreed: "You are really an incompetent waste. ”

"Do you believe that the old man made you fall into the world with a sword?"

As soon as these words came out, the thousands of giant swords pointed at him one after another, the flying swords buzzed, and thousands of wisps of sword qi burst out above his head, infinitely killing. Guan Changye snorted coldly: "To deal with you bastards, one sword is enough!"

A tidal wave of angry scolding came from above his head, and the Sui Lang people raised their hands: "Don't worry about this old horseman, remember why you are here today." After saying that, the Sui Lang people waved their sword qi lightly, smashing the iron chain in Su Weiyin's hand, and the young man stood up in front of everyone, clasped his fists and thanked him: "Today's incident, Su Weiyin will definitely give a million sword gifts to the Supreme Sword Sect!"

The onlookers listened to the sound of the iron chain falling to the ground, and gasped, and in the end, it was Chu Xun who reacted first: "Wind Eagle Iron Rider! slaughtered that bastard for this palace!"

The iron cavalry stood out with the sound of swords and guns, and the wind eagle iron cavalry charged on horseback, brandishing a huge chopping knife in his hand and rushing towards Su Weiyin, the other party straightened up in front of these beast-like cavalry, and the arrogance and coldness in his eyes were self-evident.

After a low roar, seven or eight giant swords fell beside Su Weiyin, and by the way, the head of the cavalry on the black horse was cut off together, and the head rolled down at Su Weiyin's feet, with an incredulous look on his face, and the huge black horse shook the corpse off his back, scattered in all directions, and trampled several unfortunate people into pulp.

"I want to see who dares to kill the people I want to take away!" a voice came from above the clouds.

The people of Sui Lang said wantonly, and the strong sword qi passed by, and Guan Changye stood with his sword: "Sui Langren, the great sect master of the Supreme Sword Sect, since this is the case, don't blame the old man for being ruthless under the sword." ”

"Is it okay to fight to the death?"

The Sui Langren, who had half of his clothes stripped off, said sharply: "Guan Changye! Do you really think that you have a sword god to the sky? I will let you cut off one of your arms today!"

After saying this, the Sui Lang people suddenly closed their palms, and the giant sword under his body shattered into thousands of pieces no longer than the length of the index finger, with the Sui Lang people as the center, like a wild bee.

Guan Changye was shaken away by the strong sword breath, and he retreated two hundred steps before stopping.

"The army conquered the land, the ships conquered the sea, and we conquered the sky!"

Guan Changye stood in the air: "I will break the Yellow Spring with ghosts!"

The Sui Lang people drew the long sword at their waist and shouted, "Stupid!"

The sword breath under the feet of the old man in green shirt was raging, and thousands of mighty sword breaths drew a vertical and horizontal sword formation, and the sky was like a black and white chessboard all day long, and every sword immortal standing in the sky seemed to turn into black and white in the chessboard, unable to move.

Tian Yuan Sword Bureau!

Sui Lang people's palms overturned, and none

The thousands of giant swords that came with the Shangjian Sect swept high in the air, gradually turning into a whirlpool, tearing wantonly on the Tianyuan Sword Bureau, trying to break the shackles of the sword array.

Guan Changye nodded: "Interesting." ”

He threw out the double swords in his hand, and the ghost and the god of oblivion trembled, and the two flying swords fell into the eye of the sword array, and the sword breath as thin as silver threads burst out from Guan Changye's five fingers, pulling the hilts of the two swords.

Sui Langren's face changed drastically: "You old madman." ”

What about madmen?

The old man in the green shirt shook his arms wantonly, the sword qi in the Tianyuan Sword Bureau was vertical and horizontal, and the disciples of the Supreme Sword Sect were cut by the sword qi in the sword array, and the sword breath in the body was slightly weaker, and the body was cut by the black and white sword qi, and countless blood flowers exploded above the sky, and the flesh and blood fell into the world.

At that time, Lin Qingshan, a great player of the Tang Kingdom, and the mysterious experience he taught between the sword, with the chess array turning into a sword formation, the main control, was integrated by Guan Changye, and the sword god in the west later had a whim, the Tianyuan sword game was completed, why not use the chess line to kill the opponent?

Facts proved that Guan Changye's idea was feasible, and a burst of sword breath rolled down, and more than eight hundred disciples of the Supreme Sword Sect were scraped into pieces of flesh by the sword breath and fell from under the clouds, and the people in the square had to dodge the blood clots and giant swords that fell from the sky.

Chu Xianzhao hugged Ye Weiwei tightly, pulled out the Dragon Bird Sword and backhanded to block the blood clots falling from the sky, at this time, the fleeing people were running around, they were terrified, screaming, pushing, panicking, some even jumped into the river to escape, someone bumped into Chu Xianzhao's back, the white wolf barked wildly, Ye Weiwei covered his ears in his arms, and burst into tears.

The sword array slowly subsided, and the ghost and the god of oblivion rushed back into Guan Changye's hands, and the old man bled from all over the world.

This Tianyun Sword Game can be said to be one of his secret skills, and now that his hands and feet have just healed, he can use such a powerful and majestic sword formation in an instant, and the damage to his body is obvious.

The people of Sui Lang glanced at the old man in the green shirt in the distance, almost crushed his teeth, at first Helian Qing'er explained the situation to him, he immediately made a decision, and took more than 6,000 disciples to save him, under the temptation of the Xilin Sword Library. Not to mention the Dayin Dynasty, even if it was the Qing'an Dynasty, he dared to go to the dragon's mouth to extract his teeth, but who knew that a long night suddenly came, and nearly one-sixth of his disciples were killed under a sword.

Guan Changye breathed heavily, trying to adjust the breath in his body, his current state is only known to him, even if his hands and feet are healed, compared to him back then, his strength is still less than one-third. The sword cultivator is the most focused, when he was besieged by the nine generals of the Dragon King under the city of Luoyang, he was forced to cut his hamstrings by Pu Jiao, and he who had never suffered a defeat suddenly decreased his mood, and then Zhao Xi broke his arm, and his strength was greatly reduced, and he forcibly cut off the sword breath in his body. In the end, Yinguo Iron rode to the west of the whole territory, and the hatred of the country and the family spread all over the body like a shadow, making him even more dungeon, and it is likely that there will be no growth in this life.

Since practicing swords

Since then, Guan Changye has experienced many life-and-death struggles, I'm afraid he can't even remember himself, those who failed to kill him eventually became his powerful nutrients.

"Old horseman, I didn't expect this sect to underestimate you. Sui Langren's face was gloomy, and he said in a calm tone: "Fang Cai's sword move, how much sword breath in your body was consumed, you know it, this sect wants to see how long you can last?"

Guan Changye wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes and said with a smile: "It's enough to kill you." ”

"Is it?" Sui Langren smiled coldly, deeply inhaled the breath of heaven and earth, with him as the center of the circle, the trembling and floating giant sword under the clouds rushed straight out, Sui Langren ignored this thrilling scene, stepped on the flying sword and came in a thousand steps, this figure swept away, followed by a thousand giant swords, each sword was torn out in the air Rolling wind and thunder.

Guan Changye waved his double swords to face the Sui Lang people who were like gods and Buddhas, the ghost sword was glowing with terrifying red light, and a dragon roar appeared out of thin air, his body was wrapped in the red dragon arrogance, and the whole heaven and earth were constantly shaking, and the luck of heaven and earth was rippling.

"A sword and a red dragon!"

Chu Xianzhao raised his head and looked up at the scene of the gods and Buddhas fighting, is this the real sword red dragon?

The crimson dragon that was turned into a sword breath was like the overlord of heaven and earth, and let out an earth-shattering roar at the people of Sui Lang.

He suddenly couldn't see anything, and when his vision slowly recovered, hundreds of bright and flickering little suns appeared in the sky, and the rich and majestic sword breath forcibly cleared out all the Zhenguo Qi in this area, and there was only sword breath within a radius of a hundred miles!

The Sui Lang man's eyes were white, and he actually broke into the red dragon's body, and fought to the death with that Guan Changye, the swords he brought frantically destroyed the red dragon's body, and no one noticed that a green shirt came out from under the red dragon, and when the Sui Lang people reacted, the old man appeared above his head with two heavy swords.

"I'll slay the Sword Immortal with the God of Annihilation!"

A golden ripple suddenly bloomed, and the entire Lin'an City was shrouded in this golden light, and the ribbon turned into an aurora hung down to the city.

Under the sky, two figures passed by,

In an instant, the long sword in the hands of the Sui Lang people shattered, turning into a speck of light and dissipating between heaven and earth.

Guan Changye vomited a mouthful of blood, his face was like a day ghost, and the Sui Lang people floating beside him suddenly turned around, grabbed Guan Changye's neck and went straight to the sky, and an extremely angry voice came from above the sea of clouds: "Guan Changye! You destroy my ancestral sword today, I will take you to take you outside the gate of heaven to see which of the two of us lives and who dies!!"

"All the disciples of the Supreme Sword Sect obey the order, take Su Weiyin away at all costs, and kill those who stand in the way!"

The two disappeared on the other side of the sea of clouds, and the disciples of the Supreme Sword Sect harnessed the giant sword under them and rushed down to Su Weiyin's location.

"Kill him for me, seal the leader of the Sanpin Striker!" Chu Ying slapped the table on his back, and his eyes could almost spew fire.

More flying swords fell from the clouds, and all the nobles and important ministers present were in a mess, pushing and rubbing each other

Fang wanted to leave from the square, at this time the entertainment of watching the execution disappeared, they just wanted to leave here.

Meng Xin rode his horse and galloped, two flying swords quickly swept over his head, stabbing into the cavalry behind him one after another, they didn't even have time to wail before falling from the horse, the flying sword quickly turned back, dragging the first soldier behind him away, his body was pierced by the flying sword, the whole person rolled to the ground with tragic blood, the helmet was broken in half, and the flesh and blood on his face were blurred.

Meng Xin glanced at the man, there was no concern in his heart, he wanted to stab the heavy sword in his hand into Su Weiyin's chest, the other party didn't even have a sword in his hand, just a piece of fat meat for him to slaughter, but the people came like a tide, separating him from Su Weiyin, Su Weiyin walked to the execution table, his and Meng Xin looked at each other, there was a storm in the eyes of the two, Meng Xin may bring dozens or hundreds of people to kill him, and then the entire Yin ** team will come to kill him, there are far more people who want to kill him than they want to save him.

But he was a born king, and he knew how to deal with such a scene, so he took two quivers from a dead black horse and picked up the black iron longbow on the ground, just as his father had let him draw his bow and shoot eagles more than ten years ago.

He took out a black arrow in the quiver and put it on top of the longbow, pointed at Mengxin's head and slowly pulled the longbow, he was not in a hurry to open the bow, this was undoubtedly a provocation to Mengxin, the angry young man stood on horseback, and drew his sword at Su Weiyin, who was aiming at him!

"Mengxin! don't go!" Chu Ying shouted loudly, only he knew how amazing Su Weiyin's archery skills were, when he killed wolves in the mountains in the past, he had never seen Su Weiyin miss, he often pulled a bow and shot arrows ten miles away when he didn't smell the wolf's cheeks, and when he led the hound over, the two white-fronted gray wolves were pierced by him with an arrow, and his eyes were still open.

The crimson aura wrapped the long arrow, Su Weiyin's body was full of wind, and almost at the same moment, Mengxin's sword had arrived in front of him, and the young man leaned back and pressed down, dodging the extremely fierce slash, Mengxin's sword was firmly slashed into the stone platform, unable to pull out.

Almost at the same moment, Meng Xin, who was in a hurry to draw his heavy sword, heard a dragon groan behind him, and fear was like a pair of sharp claws grabbing his heart, he didn't even dare to look back, but he could hear the prisoner's wild laughter.

"One Arrow Red Dragon!"

Su Weiyin retreated and shot the arrow, the red breath covered by the black iron arrow firmly wrapped the whole person of Meng Xin, everyone present could hear the heart-rending roar of the young man, the iron arrow penetrated his shoulder, and took his whole person to the stone wall behind the Lotus Square, dozens of innocent people were affected by this arrogance, and then turned into a ball of blooming blood.

"Boom!"

Such a violent breath stirred up a large cloud of smoke and dust, and Meng Xin was firmly nailed to the stone wall by an iron arrow, and life and death were unknown.

Su Weiyin was shocked by his own breath, and continued to shoot arrows in the air, each arrow accurately shot into the arms and vital points of the cavalry, he understood the structure of Yinguo's armor, and knew where the weak point of the armor was

The soldiers who were hit by the arrows turned over and fell off their horses, and the piled up bodies just formed a fortress-like protection for him, and the soldiers roared and brandished their long knives and rushed up, and the arrows he shot faster and faster, and the blood flowers surrounded him, but he had no fear in his heart, he just wanted to laugh wildly, and his heart beat like a war drum.

More and more corpses surrounded him, and the boy became more and more courageous, and in the case of such a quick arrow, the arrows were quickly used up, so he roared and drew the sword in the hands of the dead corpse, and swung his deadly sword at the soldiers over the pile of dead men, and those who had no time to dodge the squire were slashed in the shoulder by his sword, and blood flowed down, and at this moment he had changed into a man, like a devil who had escaped from hell.

He suddenly felt that he had been born to destroy this dynasty.

(End of chapter)