Ye Haotian slammed his sword on the ground, panting heavily.

The clothes on his back were stained red, and blood was pouring from the wounds.

After all, Ye Shenghu was a master of the Seven Heavens of the Condensation Realm.

Under the frenzied attack.

Holding the mountain and river sword in eighty or ninety catties, and being injured first, it was by no means so easy for him to deal with.

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, Ye Haotian wanted to put down his sword to deal with the wound, but as soon as his five fingers were released, he clenched it violently, turned his head to look at the left rear, and ten meters away, a figure appeared at some point.

With a delicate face, an iron sword hanging from his waist, and his palm clutching the hilt of the sword, Ye Qingyang.

"You're hurt?"

Ye Qingyang stared at Ye Haotian expressionlessly, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

"You want to kill me too?"

Ye Haotian stared into Ye Qingyang's eyes and asked.

Ye Qingyang pursed his lips vigorously, did not make a sound, and nodded vigorously.

Ye Haotian asked, "Then why don't you do it?"

Ye Qingyang hesitated for a moment, and finally opened his mouth: "It's my father's intention, he said that only by killing you can he have a chance to sit in the position of the owner." ”

Ye Haotian smiled: "Then what do you mean?"

Ye Qingyang said: "I don't know, although I am also jealous of your talent and want to trample you under my feet, but I think that no matter how important the position of the owner is, it is not as important as a brother, and no matter how much you make my father hate, I will not be guilty of death." ”

Ye Haotian sighed and said, "Even if you still have a little conscience, then what do you think? Do you kill or not? I am seriously injured, if I don't bandage the wound in time, the bleeding will not bleed me to death, today is indeed a good opportunity to do it, after today, I am afraid that you will never find a chance again." ”

Ye Haotian didn't lie.

This is indeed the best chance to kill him.

Not to mention that he used to draw his sword and kill people before consuming most of his spiritual energy, but the blood flowing out of his back is not something that ordinary people can bear, I believe that Ye Qingyang must be able to see this.

Ye Qingyang struggled in his heart, his hand holding the sword trembled even more, he naturally saw that Ye Haotian was seriously injured, and Ye Shenghu's sword used all his strength.

Ye Haotian stood motionless, just looking at Ye Qingyang, suddenly, Ye Qingyang's hand holding the sword no longer trembled, it became stable and powerful, this is the precursor of a swordsman making a sword, seeing this scene, Ye Haotian raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled.

Ye Qingyang suddenly let go of the hand holding the sword and asked, "I'll help you?"

Ye Haotian did not refuse.

"Good!"

Ye Qingyang came behind Ye Haotian, and when his eyes fell on the wound on his back, his eyes suddenly widened, and his expression screamed as if he had seen a ghost.

"You, you ......"

In Ye Qingyang's sight, the wound on Ye Haotian's back was closing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in just a short period of time, it was restored as before, and even the blood that flowed out was sucked into his body by an invisible force.

"You're glad you didn't do it, otherwise, you'd have been a corpse by now. ”

Ye Haotian turned around, looked at Ye Qingyang with a smile and said.

"How is this possible!How can your injuries heal so quickly?" beads of sweat rolled down Ye Qingyang's forehead.

Ye Haotian said: "This is my secret, I hope you don't tell anyone, even grandpa doesn't know, fifth brother, can you do it?"

Ye Qingyang stared at Ye Haotian's eyes, and nodded numbly: "I won't tell anyone, Haotian, I ...... just now"

"Don't say it. Ye Haotian interrupted Ye Qingyang with a wave of his hand, "It's all my own brothers, I understand your thoughts." Only by uniting as one can we survive in Baiyun Town, now that Ye Shenghu is dead, we should work together to fight each other's foreign enemies, instead of killing each other, what do you say?"

Ye Qingyang finally came back to his senses: "Haotian, you are right, from today onwards, the fifth brother will never embarrass you again, if there is anything in the future, you can speak, as long as I Ye Qingyang can do it, I will never frown." ”

Ye Haotian smiled: "Fifth brother, I believe in you, don't say this kind of determination in the future." By the way, have you found the right sword for you?"

Seeing that Ye Haotian changed the topic, Ye Qingyang's thoughts also turned to the sword, and he shook his head: "Not yet, the swords I am optimistic about don't seem to like me, I have heard how difficult and hard it is to choose a sword to enter the sword mound, I didn't believe it at the time, but now I understand it." ”

Ye Haotian suddenly said, "When did you start cultivating the Afterimage Sword Technique?"

"Last summer...... You, how did you know that I had cultivated the Remnant Sword?"

Ye Qingyang responded casually, but his eyes widened in shock as soon as he said half of the words, and his expression was exactly the same as Ye Fu a few days ago.

Ye Haotian smiled: "I said I heard what people said, do you believe it?"

"How is this possible! I secretly cultivated the Afterimage Sword Technique, and I didn't even tell my father. This answer obviously couldn't satisfy Ye Qingyang.

The sword technique of the Tibetan Sword Villa Town is the "Dragon Sword Sutra", but there are still thousands of books in the library of the mountain villa, and more than half of them are the secret exercises of various sects and factions collected by the owner of the village, and the afterimage sword technique is one of them.

Back then, Ye Donglai laid the foundation of the Tibetan Sword Villa with an iron sword and Youlong swordsmanship, and after that, he asked the disciples of the Ye family to specialize in this set of Zhenpai Sword Sutras known for their fierceness.

Therefore, in the Ye family, there are very few people who practice other martial arts.

Of course, the power of the dragon swordsmanship is obvious to all, and it is indeed a powerful and incomparable sword scripture.

But no matter how powerful the swordsmanship is, not everyone is suitable for cultivation.

After Ye Qingyang found that his cultivation of the Dragon Sword Sutra was slow, he had a unique preference for assassination swordsmanship, so he secretly cultivated this set of afterimage swords, which was mainly based on sneak attacks.

This is Ye Qingyang's biggest secret, but he didn't expect to be told by Ye Haotian, how could he not be surprised.

"Don't worry, I won't tell the old man. ”

Ye Haotian patted Ye Qingyang's shoulder, "Everyone has their own good side, the "Dragon Sword Sutra" is indeed not suitable for you, this time to enter the sword mound, if you believe me, go find a one-and-a-half-foot-long, pierced with fish patterns of gray short sword, the name of the sword is ...... Stinging snakes, yes, stinging snakes. ”

Ye Qingyang left.

He followed Ye Shenghu to find Ye Haotian, and wanted to have a yellow finch behind, but in the end he didn't come out with a sword.

Twelve hours passed quickly.

When Ye Haotian walked to the exit, he found that Ye Fenglan, Ye Qingyang, and Gu Yueming were already waiting there.

What Ye Fenglan got was a dark red broadsword, the sword body was four and a half feet long, not much shorter than her height, half a foot wide, the sword name was Slaying Dragon, and it ranked thirteenth on the famous sword list.

Ye Qingyang did not disappoint Ye Haotian, and finally got the stinging snake sword named by Ye Haotian, but he was injured in many places, and most of his hair was burned, obviously he suffered a lot when looking for the sword.

The worst is Gu Yueming.

This taciturn young man only had a pair of pants left on his body, the clothes on his upper body were gone, his pants and shoes were gone, and his chest and back were densely covered with inch-long wounds, which looked shocking.

However, the young man's eyes flashed with a strange look, what he got was an amber famous sword, the sword name Dingjun, ranked twenty-one on the list of famous swords, although it was not as high as the sword ranking of Ye Haotian and the others, but for Gu Yueming, it was already very satisfied.