Ye Lingyu's movements paused, and Wei Wushuang hurriedly retreated. The momentum of Ye Lingyu raising his knife just now actually made him feel like he had fallen into hell.

"Elder Purple Star...... Why are you here?" After avoiding Ye Lingyu, Wei Wushuang hurriedly ran to the opposite side of the Purple Star.

Both the man in front of him and the woman with the sword gave him a feeling of irresistibility. At the moment, he was outnumbered, and he was powerless to fight back, so he could only use the purple star as a shield.

"Elder Purple Star, you are back. When you leave Taixuanmen, there is chaos in the sect, and the sect master also remembers you every day, and sends many disciples to find your traces. When you come back this time, the sect master will be overjoyed. Also, Elder Purple Star, you have actually been promoted to the Heavenly Rank, congratulations, this time you returned to the sect, but you are a pillar of my Taixuanmen. While his mouth was full of admiration, he always looked at the state of Meng Xue and Ye Lingyu next to him.

Meng Xue didn't seem to have the intention of making a move, and Ye Lingyu didn't know why, he was suddenly stunned just now, and he was still stunned at the moment.

"Wei Wushuang, if you don't give me friendships, I'm not too mysterious anymore. The purple star aura firmly locked on him, and at the same time looked towards Ye Lingyu's side.

Knock Knock...... Knock Knock......

This time, the voice was heard even by Zixing and Mengxue.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw the doubt in each other's eyes.

Knock Knock...... Knock Knock......

The sound had grown louder and louder, and it had even begun to beat like a drum.

"This ...... What kind of sound is this?" Wei Wushuang also sensed the abnormality, his gaze cast in the direction of Ye Lingyu, and then landed on the edge of the flowing fire, and the sound clearly seemed to come from the inside of the sword blade.

Rumble!

The edge of the flowing fire in Ye Lingyu's hand suddenly drooped, the tip of the knife hit the ground, the whole earth shook, and one after another ravines spread out from the place where the tip of the knife touched.

It wasn't like it was blasted open by spiritual power, but it was like it was pressed out by something so heavy.

But how could such a knife be three fingers wide with that weight.

"The blade pulsates, the spirit awakens, is this the process of recognizing the Lord?" Meng Xue muttered to herself.

The Flowing Fire Edge is an artifact, which cannot be refined at all, and if you want to fully exert its power, the only way to make it recognize its master is to let it recognize its master.

But how could the Flowing Fire Blade recognize its master at such a time? Obviously, Ye Lingyu had just destroyed its blade.

Knock Knock...... Knock Knock......

The sound was as heavy as rolling thunder, and the surrounding crowd slowly retreated.

"Ling Yu!"

"Don't come here!" Ye Lingyu shouted.

If you look closely, you will find that there are green tendons on his arms at this moment.

Ye Lingyu didn't understand what was going on in his heart, the moment the throbbing appeared, the edge of the flowing fire suddenly became extremely heavy. At this moment, the tip of the knife fell to the ground, and he could not lift it at all.

He felt that what he was holding at the moment was not a knife, but a mountain. And between him and the Flowing Fire Edge, there seems to be a sudden connection that is not there.

As if the throbbing of a heartbeat kept ringing, something suddenly flowed on the blade. It was scorching, pitch black, and it writhed like a disembodied fire, and black flames came out of the blade.

The lines on the blade, which had been as frantic as flames, now writhed like a snake.

Slowly, the three-finger-wide blade suddenly expanded. The black fire burned more and more, and in the raging flame, the edge of the flowing fire turned from a three-foot knife into a black giant sword taller than a person.

On both sides are pitted blades, and the blade is extremely thick and wide. It's not so much a sword as a piece of black iron.

Surrounded by black fire, the flame patterns on it are enchanting and exaggerated.

The blade of the sword was slowly lifted, and the blade that could not be lifted a moment ago was now tightly held in Ye Lingyu's hand.

Everyone could feel the weight of the greatsword, and it was definitely more than just appearance.

Ye Lingyu was able to raise the giant sword, and it was also after establishing a connection with the Flowing Fire Edge. Since the connection, although the giant sword is heavy, it can be used by him like an arm.

Greatsword, and no edge. Swing it lightly, and you can hear the heavy sound of the blade.

The black fire dissipated, and puffs of green smoke rose from Ye Lingyu's waist-wide sword.

Only Ye Lingyu, who was holding the Flowing Fire Edge, really knew that the Flowing Fire Edge recognized the master.

This sharp blade, which even the Heavenly Dao Demon Lord had never let him recognize as the master, had actually recognized Ye Lingyu as the master at this moment. The throbbing on the blade seemed to be connected with Ye Lingyu's breath.

Ye Lingyu carried the giant sword and walked towards Wei Wushuang step by step, his black hair was windless.

From the moment he confessed to the Lord with the edge of the fire, he knew the reason.

The Flame Edge is a sharp blade, but it is also a bladeless blade.

The pitted blade of the sword is as if it has gone through countless battlefields, and it is constantly mutilated in countless battles. It's obviously not sharp, but it gives people a frightening feeling.

The Flame Edge is the bladeless blade, but it is also the sharpest blade......

"Less...... Young man, wait, I'm from the Royal Beast Gate, and I know Elder Zixing...... Wait, stop......"

In Wei Wushuang's frightened gaze, Ye Lingyu let out a low roar rolling in his throat, and the giant sword was raised violently, and the spiritual power wrapped around the blade, turning into a blade with spiritual power.

The spiritual power hissed sharply above the blade, and it was about to be slashed down.

Wei Wushuang wanted to escape, but under Ye Lingyu's ghostly coercion, he couldn't move a single step.

What he felt in Ye Lingyu was violence, anger, and an irresistible feeling.

He subconsciously took out a big knife and put it on top of his head, the big knife was not low-grade, both wide and hard......

The Flowing Fire Edge does not have its own blade, and its sharpness is turned into a blade with the spiritual power of the person who holds it. How sharp the spiritual power of the person in the hand is, how sharp the edge of the flowing fire is.

The greatsword slashed straight down, sending up a cloud of dust.

The broadsword shattered, and Wei Wushuang slowly cracked through it in full view of everyone, turning into two halves and slumping to the ground.

Blood splattered the Flowing Fire Edge and Ye Lingyu's body, and then was burned by the scorching black flames.

The edge of the flowing fire is known as the sharpest blade, but in fact, its sharpness lies not in the knife itself, but in the person who holds it. The sharper the person who holds it sharpens himself, the sharper the edge of the fire can be, which is the original intention of its sharpness. Its true form is a bladeless blade, and it was precisely Ye Lingyu who destroyed its blade that met its conditions for recognizing its lord by mistake.

Most people were confused by the sharpness it indicated, and who would have thought of turning themselves into blades, so after all these years, no one has ever been recognized by the edge of the fire.

Ye Lingyu carried the edge of the flowing fire, and rushed into the crowd without any worries, the giant sword stirred the flesh and blood, and the wails were everywhere, no one was his commander at all, and all of them were beheaded under the sword after only a moment.

It wasn't until everything settled that Ye Lingyu gently swung the giant sword, and the giant sword slowly shrunk into the original three-finger-wide black knife, and then turned into a streamer and disappeared in Ye Lingyu's body.

Since he recognized the master, Ye Lingyu didn't have to continue to put it in the Qiankun ring.

Looking at the bloodshed in that place, Zixing shuddered. Ye Lingyu's appearance made even her frightened.

Especially when Ye Lingyu killed the enemy, she looked like a berserker, and she was even sure that if she really fought, she would never be Ye Lingyu's opponent.

Not only himself, even if the two layers of the Heavenly Ladder came, maybe Ye Lingyu would be able to fight with it.

He had seen too many incredible things in Ye Lingyu, and Zixing felt a little numb.

"Xiao Yu. Ye Lingyu restrained the fierceness of killing the enemy and came to Mo Xiaoyu's side.

took Mo Xiaoyu from Meng Xue's hand. Mo Xiaoyu's injuries were not light, he was injured by Wei Wushuang's strength before, and the difference between the two cultivation was too much, it was not something that Mo Xiaoyu could resist at all.

At this moment, Mo Xiaoyu's eyes were closed, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

Ye Lingyu hurriedly took out a Soul Rejuvenation Pill and fed it to her, and used the Chaos Fire to heal it.

"She should be fine, just fainted. Mengxue squatted down next to her.

Seeing that Mo Xiaoyu's breath calmed down slightly, Ye Lingyu's mood gradually relaxed.

Mo Xiaoyu is Mo Fei's only sister, and with this alone, Ye Lingyu can't let her have anything to do.

He let out a long breath before turning to Zixing: "What's going on with them?"

Zixing's face was ugly, and he shook his head slightly.

Walked up to a carriage and lifted the tarpaulin from an iron cage. In the iron cage below, there were more than a dozen girls.

These girls look like they are almost sixteen or seventeen years old, and most of them are ordinary people who have not cultivated, and they don't look like rich and noble people, but many of them have large and small patches on their clothes.

In a cage, all of them are women, and they all look like flowers, and anyone who pulls them outside is a person who can surprise one side with their looks.

Looking at those thin figures, Zixing's face suddenly sank.

This is clearly human trafficking, and this kind of bandit behavior will actually appear on the people of Taixuanmen.

"In the past, although Taixuanmen also had times of evil, he would not do such a conscientious thing. Zixing frowned and pulled the oil off the carriages.

In the past, although Taixuanmen had done a lot of evil things in secret, he had never done such a blatant kidnapping of a woman. Zixing didn't dare to imagine what had happened to Taixuanmen over the years.

More than a dozen carriages, almost all of them have the same scenery.

In the eyes of those women in the cage, there was helplessness and panic, and in them, a sense of despair could be clearly felt.

When Zixing lifted the tarpaulin of the last carriage, he was slightly surprised, because in the last carriage, there were not only women, but also a man mixed in.

The man was dressed in plain white, not tall, and trembled more than a group of women next to him when he saw Zixing.

"Sister, sister, do good deeds and accumulate virtue, it is really immoral for you to do this. When the man saw Zixing, his brows immediately furrowed, obviously trembling all over, and he specially showed a bitter look, "Sister, look at it, you and they are both women, why are you in such a hurry, sin, sin." ”

Zixing was stunned for a long time and didn't react, it was strange enough for a man to appear in a group of women, but he was also taught a lesson.

On the contrary, Ye Lingyu turned his head suddenly, always feeling as if he had heard this voice somewhere, and when he looked up, he just collided with the man's gaze.

Both of them were stunned at the same time at this moment, Ye Lingyu hurriedly ran over after coming back to his senses, and the man suddenly clucked like a crowing rooster.

"Leaf ...... You are Brother Ye!"

"Bai Ze!" Ye Lingyu had already recognized the other party.

When he returned to Tiansheng from Loulan, he met Bai Ze, a miracle doctor on the way!

Ye Lingyu still remembers that when he was in Sword Wine Villa, it was he who ruined half of An Junfeng's face with a medicine bottle.

Ye Lingyu hurriedly came to the cage, grabbed the lock with his bare hands, and a wisp of black flame came out of his hand, melting the entire lock into a puddle of molten steel.

"Brother Ye, it's really you! Great, I thought I would never see you again in my life. As soon as Bai Ze came out of the cage, he circled around Ye Lingyu.

How to say it, a few years ago, Bai Ze looked like a little ghost who hadn't grown up, and after a few years, he ...... It's a little taller, but whether it's demeanor or something else, it's still like a little ghost.

"Why are you here?" asked Ye Lingyu.

"I still want to ask you, Brother Ye...... Should you ...... with them" He originally wanted to say, "Should it be a gang", but before the words could be spoken, he turned his head and saw the blood in a place, and hurriedly rushed over, checked one by one, and found that all of them were out of breath, so he put his hands together, "Amitabha, Amitabha, human life is as precious as the sky, Brother Ye, you don't kill evil." ”

A few years ago, he was the appearance of this rotten good person, born into a family of doctors and Taoists, and he was a living bodhisattva in his bones. Ye Lingyu had no doubt that if there were still living people on the ground, he would have rushed up to save people.

"You haven't answered me yet, how did you end up like this?" Ye Lingyu continued to ask.

Bai Ze scratched his head: "I'm ashamed, I saw them robbing people, so I stepped forward to persuade a few words, but I was caught here." ”