Before Ye Fan took out the sword.

Duan Yiyi above the clouds, wearing a colorful Taoist robe, painted with five flying swords, was full of light, and the sound of swords was faintly heard.

This thing is an extremely strange half-immortal military robe that Ji Yun has obtained in recent years, if Duan Yi's first-class natal flying sword is still there, it may not be able to use it perfectly, and now, it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise?

Duan Yiyi controlled the sea of clouds and fell, like holding thousands of troops and horses, capturing a small land, and naturally he was confident.

He squinted at the open space in front of the main building, and smiled sarcastically, a boy from the Five Realms dared to shake the tree, he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead. The ghost baby that was conceived in the belly of the Xuanyin body, His Royal Highness and he have been planning for this for nearly a year, and it is bound to be obtained, and the hardships and countless lives and money, and the coincidence of the mysterious and mysterious, are not enough for outsiders.

This strange castle hidden in the mountains and forests, the original intention of the construction is probably few people know, but Duan first-class knows a little, the two largest immortal lords in the eastern region of Zilai Prefecture, Jiulongling and Jiuhang Sect, the two Yuan Infant Immortals fought, thus provoking the two local name sects to hate each other, faintly a bit of gunpowder, when the first emperor was still in power, the emperor saw that it was not good, and immediately ordered the construction of this fortress in the east of the capital to resist the spread of the battle between the two sects, until the temple came forward later, the matter was not resolved, and it was bought by some outsiders who were not rich in hand to live, and then the residents slowly moved to Kyoto, which has become such a deserted scene today.

Duan first-class on the clouds, after the young sword cultivator handed out the three swords, he still felt ridiculous, no matter how strong the momentum was, if there was no real cultivation realm as support, it would be just a gorgeous void sword qi, but Duan first-class was really salivating for the extremely high-grade flying sword on Ye Fan's body, it was simply a great surprise.

I was originally looking for a new natal flying sword, but I didn't expect someone to send it to me.

Someone handed a pillow when he was sleepy, even if it was a first-class person, there was some surprise in his heart.

Could it be that feng shui is taking turns, and it is your turn to soar to the top? No longer have to be the traitor and wicked who plotted to usurp the throne, and will restore its former glory sooner than expected?

As for whether the sword cultivator boy is the descendant of that faction, where can Duan Yiyi manage these, if there are too many lice, it will not itch, and if there are many debts, he will not be pressed!

As the black clouds sank, almost everyone in the suburbs, including the entire eastern side of Kyoto, began to feel dizzy, and some old and young women and children who were weak and impotent began to vomit at home.

The streets and alleys, the high houses and low courtyards, the crying is endless, many young and strong men who practice martial arts, looking up at the sea of black clouds that are pressed down at the head, only to feel that the limbs and hundreds of bones will be pressed into powder, and can't help but think of the ups and downs of the palace now, the court is in chaos, it is not because the spirit of the first emperor is angry and is venting his anger to everyone.

Following the huge movement that looked like an earthquake, some people also found that in the northeast of the capital, in the dust, there was a grand scene of sword light shining brightly.

One after another sword qi is like a rainbow, growing stronger and stronger, first the thickness of the arm, but one zhang, then three zhang, five zhang, increasing in turn, like a broken bamboo, rushing to the sky again and again, as if someone is swordsmanship against the sky!

Castle forecourt.

Ye Fan didn't stand motionless and shoot his sword out of the sky, after each sword, he quickly transferred, three thousand shadows were buried, plus Long Youyue, and then with the sword intent of the god-man opening the sky, he shot out the sword fiercely, and then handed out the ninth sword, a huge sound, like thunder and thunder, resounded in the sky!

One after another, sword qi rose into the sky, wrapped in the sound of whistling wind and thunder, and the roof tiles around the castle, from the inside to the outside, layer upon layer, crackled and shattered.

With Ye Fan as the center, cracks and messy cobwebs appeared on the surrounding walls.

The bluestone ground in front of the castle has already been stepped out of dozens of large holes, which are extremely messy.

At first, the first few swords, although the momentum was getting bigger and bigger, but it was only a hole through the sea of clouds, but the first ten swords directly crashed into the position under Duan Yiyi, although he was slightly surprised in his heart, he had already silently regarded the young man as a person who must be killed, but in the face of this sword with a momentum like a rainbow, he still didn't feel too jealous, but became a little interested, sneered, only to see Duan Yiyi stretch out a palm, lit up with a large cloud of light blue ghostly light, and then suddenly bloomed, flipped his palm, and went down, just facing the sword qi that broke through the sea of black clouds.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, and the entire sea of clouds began to shake slightly.

The brilliant blue light from Ye Fan's fierce sword qi and lingering Duan first-class palm shattered at the same time, turning into tens of millions of points of light and scattering into the nearby sea of clouds.

Duan Yiyi shook his wrist, looked through the hole in the sea of clouds that was pierced by the sword qi, overlooked the castle clearing that was only a few dozen zhang away, and said with a gloomy smile: "Oh, it's not bad, at a young age, in a Xuanzi sect, it can be regarded as a descendant who can take charge of himself." But you don't want to live your own immortal life, but you have to go against me, I really don't know how thick the sky is!"

Between the words, Duan Yiyi had already raised a palm, put his fingers together, and lightly swiped on the golden robe painted with five flying swords, took out a touch of the true intent of the sword path from it, and fell sharply down to the hole.

Duan Yi laughed smoothly and quickly, "Boy, when that ghost baby is born, His Royal Highness will rightfully ascend the throne, Lao Tzu's injury will recover as before, and then take your flying sword, maybe you will be able to impact the Ten Realms Immortal, if it is really extremely Tailai, the time will come!hahahaha!"

In the open space of the castle, Ye Fan saw the giant sword crushing straight from the sky, but he was not afraid at all.

The sword intent is fluttering, the soup is full of majesty, and one sword can break ten thousand laws.

The eleventh sword, Ye Fan had already handed it out suddenly.

The real strength of the gods and men is that after they come out of the sword, the sword intent becomes more and more courageous, the momentum can be defeated and irreversible, and if a new sword is successfully delivered, then the sword and sword can be accumulated, shaking the mountain and destroying the city, it is not a fool's dream!

This is beyond Wei Cheng's will and realized by Ye Fan himself, and belongs to his own god-man opening heaven-opening style!

With a single sword, Ye Fan knocked the fierce flying sword as big as a hill backwards and turned it back for several feet.

Without saying a word, the sword intent was like a rainbow again, and the sword went up again.

Duan Yiyi's face was a little more solemn, no longer teasing, silently reciting the magic formula, and put his fingers together near the robe one after another, and slashed down three times.

Even if it will consume a lot of spiritual energy, and the strange robe on his body will temporarily lose his magical powers, he still insists on killing this stunned boy who is in the way.

Three flying swords as big as mountains were superimposed on top of each other, falling like thunder.

The thirteenth sword that Ye Fan shot quickly and quickly only hit the flying sword at the front and fell back more than ten zhang again.

Soon another flying sword was pressed down.

The two swords competed, the tip of the needle was against Mai Mang, was the flying sword summoned by the spell stronger, or was my sword intent stronger?

Duan Yiyi's robe was already dimmed, and there was no more strange phenomenon of brilliance.

Ye Fan's qi and blood were surging, but there were no signs of exhaustion, but Ye Fan didn't want to be trapped by these three flying swords, God knows what other spells were waiting for him, taking advantage of the god-man open-heaven style sword intent, he could resist for a moment for the time being, so he prepared to evacuate here, transfer the battlefield, and then hurriedly handed over the fourteenth sword.

But Ye Fan, who had been ready to use the Three Thousand Shadow Burial to instantly sweep this place, was surprised to find that in the shadow of the three flying swords, it was like being in a small world where the space was completely blocked, and the Three Thousand Shadow Burial, who had made miraculous achievements in several wars, had no reaction now.

As a last resort, Ye Fan had no choice but to hand out a sword again, causing the flying sword to fall and the momentum of the falling sword to stagnate slightly, and then rushed forward, trying to leave the shrouded place of the three flying swords.

Duan Yiyi sneered: "Boy, you still want to run?!"

A palm pressed down, and the fourth flying sword fell.

The four swords overlapped, forming an extremely complex sword array, which smashed straight towards the top of Ye Fan's head, and the entire castle was suppressed by a majestic aura, making Ye Fan's forward body instantly slow down a few points.

The sword-wielding boy with a sword intent like a flood was finally stranded, allowing the four flying swords to shroud him.

As a last resort, Ye Fan directly scattered all the more than a dozen flying swords in the jade plaque and swept high into the sea of clouds.

Duan Yiyi was slightly stunned, "Your kid has so many swords?"

He sensed that the dozen or so flying swords were coming through the air, so he simply gave up the attack of the magic robe, and directly took out a crystal long sword, surrounding Duan Yiyi, exuding a majestic sense of the aura of a great river, blocking the fierce attacks of more than a dozen flying swords again and again, but Duan Yiyi still paid more attention to the young man under the clouds.

At this moment, the black clouds were no more than fifteen feet from the ground.

Duan Yiyi's eyes narrowed slightly, and through the flying sword clouds, he saw the figure of the young man.

Ye Fan first leaned down, covered the flying sword at his side, just blocked the flying sword with the sword body, and ran forward frantically, with the sinking of the four flying swords, the young man simply rushed forward, and resisted the flying sword with his back.

Duan Yiyi sneered, Lao Tzu was waiting for this moment!

The fifth flying sword, which had been ready to strike, was his strongest sword.

The young man was able to resist the four handles, which was already beyond his expectations, and he thought that the three swords would be superimposed, and he would be able to kill this kid. Wave

That body style and sword style are really too weird.

If you can get Qi Zhenyi, the harvest may not be inferior to that flying sword.

Duan Yiyi snorted lightly, "Go!"

The fifth mountain flying sword smashed right at Ye Fan, who was rolling on the ground.

At the same time, the previous four flying swords began to fly one after another, around the fifth, and plunged down into the ground, some crushing the houses outside the castle, some crushing the castle walls, and some falling on the streets outside the castle.

Once the four flying swords stood on the ground, and Duan Yi was in the center, a natural sword formation would be formed.

Duan Yi seemed to be disturbed by the harassment of the dozen or so flying swords, with a touch of his palm, he grabbed the crystal long sword, and then slapped his hands heavily, the clouds covered the mist, and his figure disappeared.

Ye Fan, who was besieged by five flying swords as big as a mountain, was already on the line between life and death.

If it weren't for Duan Yi's main aura, which was used to manipulate the sea of clouds to press down, Ye Fan would probably have already been cut into pulp.

And the thick sea of clouds like ink is no more than ten feet above the ground.

If someone can raise their eyes from the highest point of Dayan Kyoto and look into the distance, they will find that those flying swords like thousands of mountains are magnificent, the wind is surging, and a vision of heaven and earth is brewing.

......

......

In the main building of the castle, Pei Qiancheng, who painted the ground as a prison, was chased by Qiao Sandao's three knives and was exhausted.

Unlike what Huang Zhengde and Zhao Yao thought, Pei Qiancheng's injuries have not recovered at all, but in recent days, after escaping and nourishing the ghost baby, the realm has been greatly damaged.

Pei Qiancheng first begged for mercy in every possible way, and persuaded Qiao Sandao to discuss everything, as long as he was willing to stop, he was willing to hand over all his belongings, and let Qiao Sandao do something on his soul.

Seeing that Qiao Sandao was indifferent and tried his best to flee, the man began to threaten sharply, threatening to burn Qiao Sandao's three long knives and jade, and his soul must be damaged, and it will be difficult to cultivate in this life.

Qiao Sandao didn't pay attention to this seriously injured ghost cultivator who was already overstretched, and the door of the hall had been forcibly opened by him, so the terrifying scene of black pressure outside was unobstructed.

Dark all round.

I believe that Huang Zhengde and Zhao Yao will never forget today's scene in this life, and the feeling of powerlessness is deeply rooted in their bones.

The five major states in the Hongmeng world, if they were all so taboo-free, they would have been chaotic a long time ago.

That's why there was the appearance of the temple and the five great mountains of punishment.

In order to prevent those immortals in the clouds who have cultivated to a high level, they can easily smash the mountains and rivers with one punch, and smash the kingdom and cities at will with a magic weapon.

After all, even if they are immortals, they are from the human world after all.

Qiao Sandao knew that this ghost cultivator's methods did not stop there, and he did not put a dead hand into it, which just made Pei Qiancheng feel that there was a glimmer of life to follow, and there was no need to burn the jade and give up his life.

And he is also paying attention to the sea of clouds outside the building, looking for the best time to make a move.

The scene in the lobby of the main building has long been obscured, and it is difficult for Pei Qiancheng to pass on the information.

At this moment, the beautiful woman woke up faintly, saw the scene in front of her, and couldn't help but be shocked.

Qiao Sandao stopped suddenly, ignoring Pei Qiancheng, who was very inward-looking, but slowly walked in front of the woman, squatted down, and looked at her with both eyes.

"Immortal Master, I'm ......."

The beautiful woman was a little frightened.

Qiao Sandao asked slowly, "Who is the child in your belly?"

The beautiful woman was stunned for a moment, lowered her head and looked at her round belly, then smiled, stroked it gently with her right hand, and said lovingly: "Your Highness doesn't care about my background, taking the concubine into the room and conceiving a dragon son is really a great blessing for the concubine." ”

"Ji Yun's child......" Qiao Sandao had neither disdain nor anger, he just smiled indifferently and stated a fact for this poor beautiful woman: "Then do you know that the child in your belly is no longer a person, not even a ghost, and after it is born, not only your life, but also Da Yan, and even half of Zilai Prefecture will die many people, you ...... What are I going to do?"

Qiao Sandao's words were very light, very slow, and even very tactful, which was a rare thing for him.

The woman covered her heart with one hand, wrapped the other hand around her bulging belly, her face was full of pain, she was at a loss, and just shook her head at Qiao Sandao.

With red eyes, she looked at Qiao Sandao, her eyes full of pleading.

Qiao Sandao didn't have any superfluous emotions in his eyes, his expression was neither happy nor sad, he just asked slowly: "So many people's lives, you really don't care about them completely?" This is not dozens of people and hundreds of people, this is the lives of tens of millions of people, the lives of your Great Swallow people, and the country that gave birth to you and raised you, it doesn't matter?"

The beautiful woman just shook her head with tears, and suddenly a mouthful of blood gushed out, black as ink, and half of her dress was dyed, which was extremely terrifying.

She was like an old man with lung disease who was still breathing, panting heavily, her heart beating extremely violently, and finally she was overwhelmed and broke into several pieces.

But she always stared at Qiao Sandao's face.

Qiao Sandao got up slowly and sighed, "You can go, it can live." ”

The corners of the beautiful woman's mouth twitched, revealing an extremely miserable smile, and slowly closed her eyes.

At the moment before she was out of breath, the beautiful woman ignored the terrifying black blood gushing out of her body, and insisted on speaking: "Immortal Master, you and Ye Fan should know each other, right? I ask you one last thing, if you have the opportunity, I hope you can tell him, Li Jin's wife, I went to catch him at that time, he should not hold a grudge against His Royal Highness, the fault is all in the concubine, in the next life, the concubine will definitely be a cow and a horse to make amends for him......"

She stretched out her finger, pointed to her face, and took the lead in answering Qiao Sandao's question, "The nose of the concubine's body is very smart......"

Before the words fell, the beautiful woman had already fallen to the ground, and the shocking black blood was still gurgling from her seven orifices, instantly staining her body and face, shocking and infiltrating.

Inside the main building, there was dead silence.

Qiao Sandao came to the dead woman, bent down, and stared at her bulging abdomen soaked in blood.

Her undulating belly suddenly stopped, and there seemed to be a slight wailing and crying sound, coming to the world.

"Even though you didn't do anything, you deserve to die. ”

The long knife in Qiao Sandao's hand stabbed suddenly, penetrated the woman's heart, nailed into the back of the chair, and said expressionlessly: "But don't worry, you're not the only one to damn it, wait slowly in hell, wait for your father to go down." ”

A scream that pierced the eardrums suddenly resounded through the building, and the sound of large pillars shattering at the same time sounded.

Pei Qiancheng wanted to be broken, but he never dared to move forward.

Because he knew that as long as he dared to make the slightest move, Qiao Sandao would directly attack him first, without sparing the slightest hand.

Qiao Sandao, who has always shown a calm face, unknowingly, was already full of tears.

This bullshit world.