Chapter 927: Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!

"Buzz! ......”

A hundred, a thousand, ten thousand,......

At this moment, I don't know how many mysterious weapons, even Taoist weapons, were driven by Ye Xiuwen's swift figure. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Xiuwen's speed was extremely fast, like a blood line, and he went straight to the top of the mountain.

The group of otherworldly martial artists, but when they saw Ye Xiuwen coming, they scolded one after another, and they didn't abstain instantly, but they were directly shattered by the sharp blades that followed.

The man in the coarse cloth looked back shallowly, and actually slowed down.

Originally, he was able to reach the top, but he didn't want that kind of confused look, and the moment he saw Ye Xiuwen coming, he paused slightly, and stepped into the peak with Ye Xiuwen!

"Whew! ......”

The two arrived at the same time, but the man in the coarse cloth looked at Ye Xiuwen sideways and said with a dry smile: "This little brother, you have come up, but your assessment is not over yet?" It is useless to practice swords, only fast! ”

"Thank you Brother Tai for reminding me, I know!"

Ye Xiuwen turned back lightly, facing the tens of thousands of flying blades in the sky, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Buzz! Airplanes! ”

Ye Xiuwen's body actually shook, and in this vibration, countless sword qi surged out from his body!

And at this moment, a sharp blade hanging in the sky moved, slashing like a meteor, and the sword rain was formed with that great avenue weapon as the honor!

"Humph! Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect! ......”

Yes, that's right! This is exactly the top swordsmanship of Qingxuanzong - 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect'.

This kind of swordsmanship, during the Tang Xuanmen War, a top elder of the Qingxuanzong once performed it once, and under that blow, he directly defeated Ye Xiuwen for more than ten years.

However, Ye Xiuwen killed the great elder of the Qingxuan Sect, and obtained this secret book.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect?"

The man in cloth clothes was messy, and his mouth said 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect', and his body actually took a step back, giving Ye Xiuwen a piece of room for maneuver.

Ye Xiuwen bowed his head, which was regarded as thanks, and at this moment, the sharp blade of the sky flew in.

This one, there is a long river of ten thousand sharp blades, it is really fierce, let alone Ye Xiuwen, I am afraid that ten or eight Zidan masters will also be swallowed up by such a fierce sword river!

"Buzz!"

The Great Dao weapon took the lead in facing Ye Xiuwen, but he didn't want Ye Xiuwen, so he grabbed it with his bare hands.

As if provoked, the Great Dao Instrument directly swiped out a black beam of light, intending to shatter Ye Xiuwen's entire arm.

But Ye Xiuwen had already prepared, as if he was peeling off a cocoon, he grabbed it directly, and used that extremely terrifying energy beam as a rope-like traction.

The beam of light crossed an arc in the sky, bypassing Ye Xiuwen's body, and the handle, the incomparably fierce avenue weapon, also followed the arc drawn by Ye Xiuwen, and slightly circled a bend.

"Wow! Whew! ......”

The Great Dao weapon was extremely ferocious, even if it was pulled by Ye Xiuwen, but that fierce momentum still had a violent friction with Ye Xiuwen's sword qi barrier.

At this moment, the firelight and the piercing sound struck together, but Ye Xiuwen was unmoved, and his right hand increased the amplitude of the drive, directly leading this avenue weapon away.

And immediately after, there were more than 300 Dao weapons, as well as endless mystical weapons, all of which flew back to the sky again following the trajectory of the Great Dao weapon.

"Whew!"

Ye Xiuwen finally let out a long sigh, but this was just the beginning.

Even if the Ten Thousand Swords he learned to return to the sect should be a Dao skill, but what is in front of him will be countless unruly sharp weapons.

The sharp weapon has a spirit, and it is not driven by Ye Xiuwen, and it is even more trying to reflexively attack Ye Xiuwen again.

And in the face of such a terrifying sword river, Ye Xiuwen could only smile slightly bitterly, it was he who thought about things too simply.

But it didn't matter, he had already found the trick, and all he needed was enough energy!

"Burn it for me!"

Ye Xiuwen drank heavily, but his spirit crystals were not much.

Now under his repeated profligacy, the spirit crystals are less than one million, so he can only tighten his belt and take out 200,000 spirit stones to burn first.

And 200,000 spirit crystals were burned, how terrifying would that be? Countless cyan true qi swept like a steamer, and it actually formed a cyclone!

"Zheng! Zheng! ......”

The unruly blade made a clanging sound, wanting to break free from Ye Xiuwen's shackles, but Ye Xiuwen increased the output of true qi and flew directly to the sky!

"Zheng!"

At this moment, there was a sound from Ye Xiuwen's body, and Ye Xiuwen's whole person was like a sharp sword, across the sky!

"Give me a crackdown!"

Ye Xiuwen spread out his hands and grabbed to the sides, and the endless sword qi and the return formed by the true qi drove all the mysterious and Taoist weapons.

All the sharp blades were swept up by this spiral nest, surrounding Ye Xiuwen's body, and finally running rapidly, forming an incomparably huge sword path spiral nest!

"Drink!"

The high-speed rotating sword cyclone nest had already smoothed out the tyrannical aura of countless sharp blades, even if they were unconvinced, they could only follow the rapid rotation of this sword cyclone nest!

This is a kind of inertia and a kind of bondage, and under this bondage, Ye Xiuwen's loud cry came.

He waved his palms like a king looking down on the world, and the sharp blades fell back to their original places like his courtiers!

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ......”

The tyrannical aura is unabated, even if these sharp blades fall back to their original places, they still do not reduce their ferocity, and they even shatter the stubborn stone under the sword, and they want to fly again.

"Humph! Surrender to me! ”

But seeing that the group of swords was not convinced, Ye Xiuwen pinched the magic trick in his hand, and a flame rose into the sky, rippling out a circle of ripples, which was Ye Xiuwen's red fire flying sword.

Ye Xiuwen's Red Fire Flying Sword, under the washing of countless sword qi and spiritual liquid, was no longer what it used to be, the sword body was a hundred zhang long, and the flames soared into the sky, emitting incomparably terrifying fluctuations!

"Red Fire Flying Sword?"

But seeing this flying sword rising into the sky, whether it was Juque or the man in coarse cloth, they all looked shocked.

Of course, this surprise is only fleeting, and it will return to normal color in an instant!

"Huh! All right! That's great! Unexpectedly, after waiting for thousands of years, there will be two young descendants to reach the top, so next! ”

Juque stepped out of the giant sword and smiled at the two of them.

And Ye Xiuwen and the man in the coarse cloth seemed to understand something.

Now that there are two people who have reached the standard at the same time, then the next step will be a competition between the two of them for swordsmanship, who wins, then this hidden sword mountain, is who's!

"Huh! This brother, who has just reached the top, obviously consumes a lot, I am waiting for you! ”

The man in the coarse cloth was sitting on one side.

"Brother Tai is bright and fair, which really makes me admire it very much, but don't use it, a little wear and tear can still hold it down! ......”