Liuyun broke into the hateless palace alone without a trace, poured seventy-two wines, asked about the past years, and the evil sword made a grudge!

"Palace master, we have already joined the Hate No Palace, there is no merit and hard work all these years, my subordinates kneel down and ask the palace master to save our lives!"

The evil sword was killed, and the seventy-two people who designed to kill Qiu Qiu's parents ten years ago knew that the killing was inevitable, and they couldn't stop mourning, so they could only hope for the Hatless Palace and pray for Ye Qing to beg for their lives.

"Today I only kill those who have sinned in the past years, whoever dares to stop me will be guilty of the same crime!"

Liuyun snorted coldly, five cups of liquor turned into a sword, the sword intent was incomparable, kill five more people, and then empty five cups.

Ye Qing was stunned when he heard the words, struggling and weighing, and he didn't know whether he should take action - to save, offend the evil sword, open the Wenfu, unwise; if he didn't save it, the people of the sect were brutally killed, the sect could not be maintained, and the majesty was lost.

Just when Ye Qing and the Innocent Palace elders were in a dilemma, some of the remaining sixty-six people began to despair, and they shouted, "Who are you? You can't have anything to do with those two back then!"

"You don't even remember what I looked like, and that's right, after all, I didn't often show my true face. ”

As he spoke, Liuyun turned over without a trace and took out a mask and put it on, only the eyebrows and eyes were exposed, and the whole person instantly became more gloomy and mysterious.

"And now?"

The remaining sixty-six people looked at the current image of Liuyun without a trace, and recalled bitterly, and several of them suddenly said in horror: "You are ...... Xin"

The word "Xin" came out, and Liuyun suddenly stared at his eyebrows angrily, and the moment he put away his mask, he slashed with his sword and slashed, and then killed seven more people.

"You sinister villains, who abandoned their sect and defected ten years ago, blended into the major clans, and dared to instigate them to collude with you and harm my benefactor's family. Those children of the sect families, all those who are in the same stream with you, and all those who participate in it, no matter what the reason, whether directly or indirectly, are all innocent! In the past, I did not fully grasp the list of your 136 remnants, and although I tried my best to trace and trace them, I still allowed you 72 people to escape and continue to live in lurk, and now, it is time to repay the debt!"

The onlookers were awe-inspiring in their hearts, and at this moment, they finally knew the real reason why the evil sword had committed a series of bloody cases in Ziwei Emperor City ten years ago, but what the truth was, except for the fact that there was no trace of the clouds, it was no longer important to others.

"Shoot together, only by killing him, can we have a chance of survival!"

A middle-aged man with the rank of elder in the Hatless Palace stabilized the panicked minds of his companions, and the remaining fifty-nine people also recognized the reality after experiencing the initial panic, and suddenly turned away and turned into a counterattack, vowing to work together to kill the evil sword.

"Humph!"

Liuyun is still expressionless, only the coldness in his eyes is getting thicker and thicker, seeing everyone besieging him, he still has a finger at his fingertips, fourteen cups of liquor turned into swords, heaven and earth, only this one sword, and then killed fourteen people.

At this time, the disciples with a shallow foundation and a slightly low cultivation had been killed nearly half, and the hateless palace master Dai frowned, the light in his eyes was bright, and he suddenly shouted angrily.

"Stop!"

Ye Qingdong, the elders of the Hatless Palace moved with him, the flowing clouds were cold and silent, the sword finger crossed the chest, the sword broke through the air and slashed the enemy, a sword contained thousands of changes, and the people who bore the brunt of the Hateless Palace were forced to retreat a few feet.

Liuyun's traceless figure flashed, and in an instant, he pointed out in front of Ye Qing, but when he was about to touch Ye Qing, he turned his finger into a palm and struck Ye Qing's abdomen with a palm.

Who knew that the Hatless Palace Master did not dodge or avoid taking his palm, regardless of the blood stained on his lips, his hands immediately turned into a mixed element, and the arms of the forbidden evil sword, Elder Suo, who had been slightly injured before, and another elder immediately appeared behind Liuyun without a trace, and both palms fell at the same time.

Liuyun spurted out a mouthful of blood without a trace, cultivating as a shock, forcing back the two Hatless Palace Elders, but then he was hit in the ribs by a pair of hands that suddenly poked out from behind Ye Qing, and his body leaned back under force, and blood spilled into the void.

Liuyun Wuxian was injured in his lungs, his breathing was difficult, and his breath was suddenly disordered, Ye Qing took advantage of his unstable body shape, and the strength of his hands increased again, and he actually pressed Liuyun Wuxian hard, but the latter tried his best to resist, and let his knees bend, but he was never able to touch the ground.

At this moment, the remaining forty-five people saw that the Hatless Palace Master and others had taken the opportunity to intercept the evil sword, and they actually turned around and fled, intending to take advantage of the chaos to escape.

However, three of the elders and seven deacons looked back and saw that Liuyun had been injured without a trace, and they were even imprisoned by the palace master.

Ten people each hold a blade, cultivate for the pour, ruthless and resolute, vowing to take advantage of the situation to cut the evil sword under the blade with their own hands to be at ease, otherwise the other party will not die for a day, and the nightmare in their hearts will not be dispersed for a day.

Just as the blade was approaching, Liuyun suddenly stood up straight and slowly, staring at Ye Qing with a sharp eye, and a divine thought immediately came out——

"Enough!"

At this moment, Liuyun was as if he was in the center of heaven and earth, everything seemed to be still, the air flow was stagnant, and a sword intent erupted from his body, and the earth-shattering sword aura rushed into the sky, and the martial arts training field of the Hatless Palace collapsed in an instant.

Ye Qing's arms and sleeves were all strangled by the sword qi, and several fine sword wounds were added to his body, and he could see blood staining his red and white skin, and Liuyun Wuxian broke free from her confinement strongly, the latter hurriedly ordered the people of the Hatless Palace Gate to retreat and avoid, but Liuyun Wuxian had already turned around to face the three elders and seven deacons who had been killed with soldiers, and a stunning sword of lore was born.

"A sword is lifeless!"

A sword kills lifeless, and it is commanded with a sword, but it is an unimaginable murderous aura that instantly permeates the entire Hatless Palace realm, and the clouds and bodies are completely destroyed, and the ten people who want to take advantage of the chaos to sneak attack are immediately wiped out, and the bones are gone.

The rest of those who did not reach far away, those who could not defend, also at this moment, under this sword, collapsed and annihilated in an instant.

One sword, destroy forty-four enemies!

The last person was not killed because he was standing behind Liuyun without a trace, outside the range of the sword, but he was stunned at this time, and his face was so frightened by this sword that his face was colorless, and the spirit sword in his hand fell to the ground in an uncontrollable trembling, and he sat on the ground.

Not only him, whether it was the people from the Hatless Palace Gate or the onlookers, looking at the Hatless Palace Martial Arts Training Ground, which had been completely destroyed and in ruins, and recalling Fang Cai's killer sword, he couldn't help but tremble.

"What a terrible sword!"

Jiang Feng, who was far away on the tenth floor of the Butian Tower, didn't notice that the hand holding the teacup began to tremble slightly, he had never seen such a terrifying sword.

I saw it with my own eyes, but even the sword qi that Dugu Shi Bo hid in the Xuanjie Jade Sword outside the mirage at the beginning was not as great as the impact of the sword in front of him, it was from the depths of the soul, the fear of death instinct.

Liuyun Wuji didn't care about the cultivators of the Hatless Palace Gate who looked similar, but turned to look at the only survivor of the seventy-two people at this moment.

"Ten years ago, you were scattered among the major forces, but you were worried that you would be weak and would eventually be broken by me, so in order to get rid of the fate of a tragic death, you decided to join the same force after I left Ziwei Emperor City, so as to take care of each other, and the force you finally chose was the Hatless Palace, which had already declined and lost its former glory, because compared to other forces, the Hatless Palace needs your group of new forces to join. ”

Liuyun squatted down in front of the man and said calmly: "I should thank you, because with this point locked, it is much easier to trace your identity." Thank you for saving me a lot of energy and giving me the opportunity to settle my grievances in one fell swoop. ”

With that, Liuyun got up without a trace and ignored the frightened survivor, and the moment he turned around, the remaining forty-five glasses of liquor instantly evaporated forty-four glasses, leaving only one and resting in the corner.

The ground where the seventy-two wine glasses were placed was the most intact place in the martial arts training ground of the Hatless Palace, and the survivor looked at the only remaining glass of liquor in a daze, and suddenly crawled and crawled, looking mad at the wine glass, and took the glass of wine as if crying and laughing.

"I'd rather fall forever, in this life, in this life, forever, never meet you again!"

He screamed and screamed in a state of distraught, and finally grabbed his spirit sword and killed himself.

In the Palace of No Hatred, there is only one ruin and more than a dozen corpses, because the bones of most of the deceased are gone.

Liuyun looked at Ye Qing, the palace master of the Hatless Palace, and said calmly: "You should thank me, at least this matter has been settled when it is still at the level of personal grudges!"

Ye Qing also looked at him fearlessly, and said indifferently: "As he said!"

Liuyun silently put away the seventy-two wine glasses, turned around and left, the hateless palace master immediately opened an enchantment gap for her, she did not immediately lift the enchantment, obviously did not want outsiders to enter the hateless palace at this time, it can be regarded as an expulsion order for the onlookers.

When he was about to step out of the enchantment, Liuyun Wuxian suddenly stopped, took out a small black jade sword with the length of his index finger from his arms, raised his hand without looking back, and threw it to the Palace Master of Hateless.

Ye Qing took the small black jade sword and held it in his hand, and was shocked to realize that this thing was actually a magic weapon of the ninth level of the spirit level, which could be used as a flying sword.

Not only that, this sword is made of special material, and it is refined by Liuyun without a trace, worn by it, and has been warmed by its sword qi and sword intent for many years, and its spirituality has been born, which is definitely a rare treasure for sword cultivation.

"Liuyun Wuxian owes you a favor, and this sword is based on it and counts as compensation. ”

After that, Liuyun left without a trace, although there were many onlookers, but they gave way on their own, no one dared to stop them, Ye Qing clenched the Moyu sword in his hand, his eyes fluctuated, and his mood was unknown.

At the top of a tall building near the Palace of No Hatred, Ren Puyu stood in the wind, as rich as jade, and crossed his arms to see the clouds flowing without a trace until the other party was far away.

The spirit sword on his back trembled, and the battle intent in his eyes was even more boiling, and the sword qi around his body was looming around his body, and it seemed that he could not suppress it at any time.

"I will fight with it!"

"No!" beside Ren Puyu, a middle-aged man with extraordinary manners shouted, "This person's kendo cultivation is unfathomable, and he has a strange personality and behaves perversely, you must not take risks to fight with him!"

Ren Puyu said plainly and firmly: "Uncle Shi, you can't stop me!"

Ren Puyu's uncle sighed and advised earnestly: "Your master ordered me to come to you at the critical juncture of the retreat, just to prevent you from making trouble. Pu Yu, your master is the only apprentice in his life, you can't let him send a white-haired person to a black-haired person, right?"

Ren Puyu took a deep breath, and finally compromised a little in his tone: "Uncle Shi don't worry, my nephew will grasp the measure." ”

Not far away, a young monk looked at the gradually blurred Liuyun and said regretfully: "It's a pity that the Hatless Palace didn't manage to invite the Sword Life Daoist for some reason, otherwise today you would be able to witness the pinnacle battle of the twin swords with your own eyes." ”

When many monks heard this, they all bowed their heads and felt sorry for it, and even Sima Yunyan was deeply surprised, I don't know why the Sword Life Daoist didn't show up, after all, it was rumored that he almost killed the evil sword under the sword ten years ago.

The rest of the powerful cultivators shook their heads and said nothing, and the burly Hu Yanli looked around at the cultivators who were talking, pursed his lips and sneered: "What nonsense do you say, the Sword Life Daoist has always been there. Why, haven't you noticed it yet?"

After Hu Yanli finished speaking, he flashed away, and the rest of the monks also left the realm of the Hatless Palace one after another, and the monks who stayed behind even if they reacted slowly, after this mention, they also reacted one after another, and suddenly woke up.

"The Sword Born Daoist is the Evil Sword, and the Evil Sword is the Sword Born Daoist!

Princess Yun Yan was also surprised by this fact, and she was so delicate that she couldn't fully accept it for a while, and finally left with the two royal guards in a state of distraught.

In the Butian Tower, Zhou Xing withdrew his cultivation, and Jiang Fengyuan's divine power immediately returned to Zhihai, but he lowered his head and frowned, and was silent.

"This is the sword that has no trace!"

Zhou Xing said calmly: "Yes and no! The sword is a sword, but it is not a sword, or it is said that the flowing clouds have never been out of the sword from beginning to end!"

Jiang Feng shook his head and sighed, "I've never used 'terrifying' to describe someone's sword, but other than that, I really can't think of a more appropriate word to describe that sword." ”

"What else?" asked Zhou Xing.

Jiang Feng took a sip of tea and replied, "The final result, or the attitude of both parties, is unexpected, but it is reasonable. ”

Zhou Xing smiled: "Let's talk about it." ”

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(To be continued!)