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Ning Yang half-knelt on the ground, his left arm was cut off alive, like a pillar of blood spilled, he raised his hand and nodded fiercely at his left arm, stopping the bleeding.

Qi Le also half-knelt on the ground, in front of him, a sword with a full body tassel and a beautiful pattern engraved on the hilt was hanging in the air, and the sword body trembled slightly, looking very excited.

It was the joy of reunion after a long absence, with a hint of confusion as if it were a world away.

It is a butterfly sword.

It is indeed a butterfly sword.

This kind of familiar feeling in the bones, Qi Le can't feel wrong.

But how can it be a butterfly sword!?

In his previous life, more than ten years after the current time node, Qi Le, who had already broken through to the fifth realm, came here with the Nine Aperture Immortal Crystals and went deeper into this place, where it was a world of fire.

Qi Le urged Chitong Ding, smelted the chaotic holy fire, and combined with the essence blood of him and Mu Hongyu, he forged this butterfly sword.

How did it end up here?

Appeared more than ten years before it was born!?

Qi Le's breath was short, and for a moment his brain was messy, and a roar set off in his mind.

The appearance of the butterfly sword shocked him no less than the turbulent waves in his heart when he first crossed into this world!

But now, it's not time to be shocked!

Qi Le stood up and grabbed the butterfly sword.

Countless lines of spiritual power centered on Qi Le's palm, scattered out of chaos.

The earth began to shake.

Spiritual power began to be disordered.

A stream of familiar breath rushed into Qi Le's palm along the hilt of the butterfly sword, and went all the way up Qi Le's forehead and arm, pouring into his sea of qi and pouring into his mind.

In the previous life, you and I killed people and resisted the enemy like chopping melons and vegetables, and in this life, it should be the same!

Qi Le stepped out in one step, his wrist flipped, his eyes flickered, and countless sword shadows immediately scattered in front of him.

The sword intent is in full swing.

"It's ...... Fuji swordsmanship?! ”

Ning Yang gasped heavily, his cultivation was falling rapidly, and at this moment, he exclaimed in surprise, stomped his foot to the left, and a ray of light immediately rushed out from his sea of qi and blasted into the earth at the bottom of his feet, and layers of chaotic soil rolled up, forming a solid wall of earth.

Qi Le slashed at it with a sword.

The earthen wall crumbled with a thud.

Qi Le strode forward, the sword intent in front of him was even better, and the sword tire of the Heavenly Sword rushed out, wrapped in the body of the butterfly sword, and the two seemed to become one.

The butterfly sword immediately shone brightly, and under the trembling, it looked extremely excited.

Qi Le raised his sword.

Behind him was a glow of light.

In the past and present life, and then with the butterfly sword to resist the enemy, Qi Le seemed to have stepped into a state of unity between man and sword.

Ning Yang was shocked, and the aura emanating from Qi Le's body at this moment made him tremble.

"A defeated general is a defeated general!" Ning Yang slammed his chest, opened his mouth and spit out a long black knife, "Even if it's a foreign thing, it's still a defeat!" Watch the old man cut you off! ”

The black long knife roared forward, and a sword qi several zhang long slashed down from the top of Ning Yang's head, and the momentum was surging, as if it could cut through all the vanity in the world.

Qi Le slashed down with a sword, and a tornado immediately rushed out along the earth, and under the chaotic wind, it collided with the blazing sword qi.

Roaring upside down, Qi Le returned regardless of the power of the impact, and the handle was another sword, this sword was even more blazing, making Qi Le seem to have become the king of the sword, wrapped in the sword intent that had just reached the extreme of the previous sword, and pushed forward.

The sword qi collapsed.

The sharp sword light pierced Ning Yang's body in an instant.

"Poof!!"

Ning Yang spurted out a mouthful of blood, his clothes were in tatters, the flesh and blood on his body were blurred, and his face was full of fear.

He couldn't believe that Qi Le, who was already a dead man in his eyes, how could he win against himself!?

How could Qi Le District's third realm cultivation be able to defeat his fourth realm self!?

Ning Yang's lower abdomen was oozing blood, and his sea of qi was pierced.

Suddenly, Ning Yang felt a chill appear on his neck, and his body suddenly stiffened.

Qi Le stood in front of him, looking down at him with cold eyes, the butterfly sword resting on his neck.

"Tell me, who sent you?" Qi Le said indifferently, unconcealing the killing intent in his eyes.

The corners of Ning Yang's mouth, whose face was pale and had disappeared, curled up with a hint of coldness, and said with a hint of mockery: "You will let me go if I say it?" ”

Qi Le didn't speak, but the butterfly sword around Ning Yang's neck tightened, causing a trace of blood to overflow on it.

Ning Yang sat in a pool of blood and smiled miserably: "So, since I'm going to die, why do I have to tell you?" Since you can't survive, don't think about it! Wait, face the man, ahem...... What if you have this strange sword in your hand? Your Heavenly Sword will belong to him sooner or later. ”

Ning Yang laughed, but in this laughter, there was a deep sense of remorse and deep unwillingness.

Qi Le was unhurried and said slowly: "I remember I heard my senior brother say that you seem to have a nephew on the shore of the Dead Sea, right?" ”

"What do you mean!?" Ning Yang's chest rose and fell, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood with a pop, "This is a threat?" ”

"Huh!" Qi Le smiled dumbly, "You have to figure it out, now is your last chance to save your nephew's life." ”

Ning Yang looked at Qi Le deeply, his eyes were full of bitterness: "You are indeed a character, if you can survive in the hands of Nanling Sword, there will be a place for you in the future hanging sword." ”

Wow!

The sword flashed, and a blood mark appeared on Ning Yang's neck.

Ning Yang died.

"Nanling Sword...... Nanling Sword ......" Qi Le read this name, and the trance for the rest of his life after the catastrophe filled his entire body.

Qi Le's eyes began to darken, and his body began to weaken.

This battle with Ningyang is extremely difficult, if it weren't for the killing array here to strangle Ningyang's spiritual power, there was a butterfly sword at a critical moment, this time, Qi Le was in a catastrophe.

After returning from rebirth for so long, Qi Le thought that he was a prophet, but somehow, it seemed that he was advancing more difficult than in his previous life, and it was not at all like the experience that a person who had mastered the golden finger of rebirth should have.

And...... What the hell is going on with this butterfly sword?

It must have been refined by itself, there is no doubt about it.

But in this life, Qi Le has definitely never refined, this is also certain.

The only explanation is that this butterfly sword was reborn and returned with him.

Qi Le put away the butterfly sword, Chitong Ding was floating not far from him, and his mind suddenly flashed to the group of disciples of the Plastic Immortal Sect that he saw on the side of the abyss when he was chased and killed by Ning Yang, Qi Le's heart jumped suddenly, and he was cautious for many years and told him that this place should not stay for a long time.

Swallowing a handful of pills and forcibly supporting the body of the wood that was already a strong crossbow, Qi Le stood in front of Chitong Ding and pressed on it.

"Now your situation wants to forcibly take this magic weapon and forcibly make it recognize the master, you will die." A cold voice came from behind him.

Just after killing the former wolf with difficulty, the rear leopard appeared in front of Qi Le again.

Five pairs of blazing eyes fell nakedly on the Chitong Ding, and Qi Le slowly turned around and looked at the person with a gloomy face. (To be continued.) )