Qinglian Holy Land, the place that countless sword cultivators in the world yearn for. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The Qinglian Sword Ancestor, also known as the Qinglian Swordsman, built this Qinglian Holy Land before leaving the Eastern Xuan Domain.

The descendants of the Sword Ancestor also strictly obeyed the order, and recruited sword cultivators from all over the world, and all of them could come to the Holy Land to cultivate.

Moreover, this holy land has never had the heart to fight for hegemony, although they also have the sword saint of the ancient holy realm, and they can never interfere in the affairs of the seventy-two states.

At this time, the sea ship was anchored in a port on Qinglian Island, and the people around them landed on the island in an orderly manner under the guidance of some warriors wearing holy land costumes.

Lu Feng glanced at the place where the sword qi was most intense, and boundless thoughts rose in his heart.

As long as you come here, it may be possible to find out the origin of the black stone when you enter the Qinglian Holy Realm.

He wondered what the word Dihong represented.

"Brother Lu is new to the city, and he may have a lot of confusion about the Qinglian Holy Land, so it is better to go to my Cloud City first to settle down and understand."

Yun Lei warmly invited, and when his eyes couldn't help but hold back to the side, he shivered.

Lu Feng was silent for a moment, then nodded.

Yun Lei was right, the Great Holy Land must have something he needed to know.

If you break in recklessly, it will inevitably cause some unnecessary trouble.

Seeing that Lu Feng agreed, Yun Lei was also excited, he Cloud City was not a big force, if he could use this to make friends with some strong people, it would be a beneficial and harmless thing in the Holy Land.

In the Qinglian Holy Land, the Qinglian Holy City is undoubtedly in the center of Qinglian Island.

Small cities such as Cloud City are distributed on the periphery, and can only survive in the cracks of the major powerful forces.

"Cloud City has arrived."

After traveling for half an hour, Yun Lei looked at Cloud City, which was getting closer and closer, and he also breathed a sigh of relief.

It was said to be a small city, but Lu Feng found that this cloud city was even more magnificent and huge than the Han family on Changkong Island, and the strong people who took it out casually were even stronger than the Cangzhou to Tianmen Division.

"Hey, what's the matter, what about those little cubs, are they all lazy."

When approaching Cloud City, Yun Lei frowned, the warrior who was supposed to be guarding the city wall was now gone, and the gate was tightly closed.

"I'm afraid something happened to Cloud City."

Lu Feng smelled a faint smell of blood, which came out with the light breeze.

"Let's go, let's hurry into Cloud City, which bastards dare to come to my territory to make trouble!"

Yun Lei was a very impatient person, and hurriedly led the people and horses to rush into Cloud City.

Lu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, patted Youruo's shoulder, and followed.

In the Cloud City Square, there was a dead body, and judging from the costumes, it was obvious that they were people from two forces, and there had been a fierce conflict.

In the center of the square, there was a middle-aged man, holding a blood-dripping sword, his face was gloomy like water, looking at a large group of people in bloody clothes in front of him.

Behind him, there stood a large group of Cloud City martial artists.

This middle-aged man is naturally the lord of Cloud City, Yunyang.

Yun Yang shouted in a deep voice: "The Blood Sword Gate, it's enough to make trouble in my Cloud City, do you want to destroy us?" Your appetite is too great. ”

On the opposite side of Yunyang was a middle-aged man wearing a bloody robe, holding a blood sword, and his eyes were slightly sunken, and he said lightly: "Little Yuncheng is vulnerable in front of my Blood Sword Gate, if you don't want to kill more people, you should hand over that girl to me." ”

"Xinyan!"

Yun Yang clenched his palms tightly, protecting a little girl beside him who was only twelve or thirteen years old and had a delicate appearance.

Those big eyes had long since lost their agility, and they were occupied by fear.

"If the people are handed over, Cloud City can continue to stay on Qinglian Island."

The middle-aged man of the Blood Sword looked at the little girl completely.

"The miscellaneous pieces of the Blood Sword Gate, I also want to snatch Xinyan, give me Lao Lei out!"

Outside the square, Yun Lei suddenly rushed in, and the wide giant sword swept away, sweeping out the Blood Sword Sect martial artists one by one.

"Cloud Thunder."

Yun Yang's gaze looked over, and Lu Feng and Youruo's bodies behind him flowed around.

"Big brother, this group of bastards wants to take Xinyan away, and I won't be the first to agree!"

At this moment, the clouds and thunder burst out, and a pair of eyes stared at the other side.

"It turns out that it's just an eight-change, and you dare to yell in front of me."

The middle-aged man of the Blood Sword laughed, and he looked extremely disdainful of Yun Lei with his strength of nine changes.

"Blood Sword Gate, if I am really afraid that Yunyang will not succeed and want to rob my daughter, I will be the first to refuse."

Yun Yang sneered, and with a movement of his palm, the fiery red long sword brought up a match, which actually contained the power of a trace of holy energy, and stabbed fiercely at the middle-aged man of the blood sword.

"There is also a character in Little Cloud City, who has actually touched a trace of the Holy Dao."

Behind the middle-aged man of the blood sword, there was an old man in a red robe, and a blood sword flashed out, and the shroud of the Holy Yuan turned into a blood light and shook Yunyang out.

"Quasi-saint!"

Seeing that the blow fell into the downwind, Yun Yang's eyes stared at the old man in the red robe.

Although he has also touched the holy way, there is a huge gap between him and the true quasi-saint.

"Yun Lei, hurry up and leave with Xinyan and flee to the Holy City, these bastards don't dare to commit murder there!"

Yun Yang shouted angrily at Yun Lei.

Yun Lei's face was full of grief and indignation, he hugged Xinyan, the thunder flashed under his feet, and he was about to turn into a long rainbow and leave.

However, the quasi-saint old man sneered, and as soon as his palm moved, the space froze, and he saw a palm wind shake the cloud thunder back.

"The old man still wants to take away the psychic sword body, and he will solve you today."

The quasi-saint old man sneered, the purpose of their trip was for the little girl with a psychic sword body.

"Psychic sword body?"

Lu Feng in the crowd looked moved.

The psychic sword body is an extremely rare physique, which is the most suitable for cultivating swordsmanship, and it is easy to achieve the point of perfection by cultivating almost any kind of swordsmanship.

And as long as this psychic sword body is cultivated well, there is no bottleneck before the quasi-holy realm, it is a kind of physique favored by the heavens.

"Don't think about it, don't think that I don't know what tricks your Blood Sword Sect is playing, don't you just want to take away Xinyan's psychic sword body! To the waste-like young master of the Blood Sword Gate. ”

Yun Yang's voice was filled with thick anger.

This Blood Sword Sect has a means that it can transfer some special physique to others, so as to have some abilities.

However, this practice is extremely cruel, and those who are extracted from the constitution will not only lose their abilities, but also have no chance of survival.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, first wash Yuncheng with blood, and then snatch the psychic sword body."

The middle-aged man of the Blood Sword said cruelly to the quasi-saint elder.

The quasi-saint old man nodded, waved his palm, and said, "Do it, remember not to hurt the psychic sword body!" ”

The moment the words fell, the quasi-saint old man's body moved, and the sea of blood rose from the blood sword to the sky, which directly enveloped Yunyang.

And Yun Lei, who was holding the psychic sword body, was taken care of, and countless powerhouses of the Blood Sword Sect surged in, and countless terrifying attacks fell down in an instant.

The little girl had obviously never experienced such a terrifying battle, and her face was full of panic.

The moment the attack fell, Lu Feng's expression was cold, and the dazzling light in his hand turned into a dazzling long sword, and he saw the martial artists of the Blood Sword Gate fall to the ground in pieces.

And at this time.

"Brother Lu, count me Yunlei and beg you, bring Xinyan to the Holy City, where there is an industry in my Cloud City."

Yun Lei knew that Lu Feng's strength was unfathomable, and only he could possibly return to the Holy City with Xinyan.

Looking at the little girl's crying appearance, Lu Feng remembered the night of the great change of the dynasty, as if he was buried in the ruins, and his heart couldn't help but move a hidden heart.

Just as he was about to nod his head in agreement, he suddenly heard an old voice in a remote corner of the square resound, saying, "Blood Sword Gate, you are not ashamed, this matter has gone too far!" ”