The dean of the Falling Sword Cliff looked at the ancient sword that was constantly vibrating, and his lips trembled slightly.

"For more than ten years, since I first discovered it, I haven't seen it move, why, all of a sudden? Or, at this time? ”

The dean of the Falling Sword Cliff looked up at the sky, and then muttered: "Could it be that the Divine Sword also knows that I have fallen to the Sword Cliff, and it is time for life and death?" ”

The Dean of Falling Sword Cliff turned around and looked at the group of Falling Sword Cliff elders who came with him, and of course, the top disciple of Falling Sword Cliff, Yan Feng Madness.

"God bless me for falling off the Sword Cliff! Excalibur at this time, there is a reaction! ”

"Please sword!" An elder next to him said to the dean of the Falling Sword Cliff.

Dean of Falling Sword Cliff nodded, and let out a sigh: "Now, it can only be like this, hopefully, God bless me to fall into Sword Cliff." ”

Those elders sat down one after another, and on their bodies, the sword intent that was already very similar to that ancient sword emanated one by one, and then joined together.

The dean of the Falling Sword Cliff didn't move, he looked at the ancient sword, and muttered: "Since I started the sect of the Falling Sword Cliff, I haven't encountered such a big crisis, although the sword technique has been invented, but, for more than ten years, it has not really been used, and now, the divine sword has changed, I don't know, can I ask the sword to come out again." ”

"Ever since I started the sect at Sword Cliff, the Excalibur hasn't moved. This time, just bless us and wait for us to get through this ordeal......"

The dean of the Falling Sword Cliff stared at the ancient sword that could no longer be seen clearly, and after a long time, he shouted loudly:

"Sword, please!"

It was at this time that Hui Liuren came to the Falling Sword Cliff.

As soon as they came, Luojian Yahui and his party felt that the atmosphere was wrong.

In this place, everyone looked in a hurry, and many people still had pathetic expressions on their faces.

Seeing this, Hu Qifei, Li Chuanzhu and Hui were shocked in their hearts.

Falling Sword Cliff, something happened.

Hui's spiritual energy was released again, and after a while, Hui looked at Hu Qifei and said word by word: "The tentacle monsters encountered in Fontaine Courtyard have the same number as an army, and they are attacking the Falling Sword Cliff. ”

"This ......"

Hu Qifei gritted his teeth, and without waiting for him to speak again, Hui continued: "Let's help them, they won't last long." ”

Without waiting for Li Chuanzhi to run out, a loud noise came from behind the highest building in the Falling Sword Cliff, and behind that building was the cliff where the ancient sword was located.

Everyone looked in the direction from which the voice came, but they saw the dean of the Falling Sword Cliff, holding his right hand with his left hand, and six or seven qi with the same attributes on his body were blessed on his body, and the sword intent on the dean of the Falling Sword Cliff was soaring, and his right hand was holding a short stick that had been completely covered with sand and rust and could not see what it was.

When Hu Qifei saw this short stick, her fists clenched suddenly.

Hui noticed Hu Qifei's small movements, and also followed Hu Qifei's gaze to look at the short stick. The dean flew up with a short stick, and looked at the outside of the Falling Sword Cliff, where the black-clothed men who were slaughtering the disciples of the Falling Sword Cliff let out a sigh of relief.

"Excalibur, help me, protect the Falling Sword Cliff!"

The dean of the Falling Sword Cliff drank lightly, and the short stick in his hand was raised at once.

Suddenly, his hand trembled, and the short stick in his hand vibrated wildly, making him unable to hold it and unsteady in his grip.

"What's going on?"

Dean Luojian Cliff gritted his teeth, it was going well just now, why was it out of control all of a sudden?

Suddenly, the sand and rust on the short stick shook off at once, revealing a simple-shaped Han Bafang ancient sword held in the hand of the Dean of the Falling Sword Cliff.

The sword vibrated on its own, emitting an astonishing cyan light on it, and then, all of a sudden, stabbed towards Hu Qifei.

Before the sword flew over, its sword intent had already reached Hu Qifei, Hu Qifei snorted lightly, opened a small enchantment, and helped the people next to him block the sword intent transmitted by the ancient sword.

"Get out of the way! I can't control it anymore! ”

The dean of Luojian Cliff saw that Hu Qifei did not move, and immediately shouted.

Hu Qifei looked at the ancient sword that flew over, did not speak, let alone move, he let out a sigh of relief, and also shouted:

"Hidden Spring! How dare you hurt me? ”

The Dean of the Falling Sword Cliff looked at the Youquan Sword that flew towards Hu Qifei with him, and forcefully pulled his hand off the Youquan Sword, but even without him, he blessed the Youquan Sword, and the Youquan Sword still had an amazing sword intent, directly taking Hu Qifei's head!

Hu Qifei suddenly dodged the attack of the Youquan Sword, and the Youquan Sword spun in the air and stabbed towards Hu Qifei again.

"Youquan, you dare to hurt me?"

Hu Qifei didn't make any other moves, and roared at a sword again, his body turned slightly, and once again dodged the attack of the Youquan Sword.

Missed twice, the Youquan Sword did not change in the slightest, turned around, and stabbed towards Hu Qifei again.

"Hidden Spring! Don't know me anymore? ”

Hu Qifei let out a long shout, took out an ordinary long sword from the storage pendant, and slashed at the Youquan Sword with a raised hand.

The Youquan Sword was just lightly touched, and the long sword that also had to have a spiritual level was easily split in half by the Youquan Sword like paper, and after the Youquan Sword split the sword, it was not satisfied, and it was spinning in the air out of thin air, cutting the ordinary long sword into pieces little by little.

The weapon was destroyed, Hu Qifei's face was not only annoyed, but seeing the action of the Youquan Sword, Hu Qifei suddenly became happy.

"The Hidden Spring." He whispered again.

As soon as the words fell, the Youquan Sword, which was still playing happily with the ordinary long sword, suddenly stopped, and quietly suspended in front of Hu Qifei.

"You have anger in your heart, and I can understand that. After all, it was me who threw you away. Now I'm looking for you again, I don't have a face. Everyone present, including the Dean of the Falling Sword Cliff and Hui and his party, and many ordinary disciples of the Falling Sword Cliff, looked at Hu Qifei talking blankly at a sword, and said it so affectionately, they all felt very puzzled.

Anyway, it's just a sword, a weapon. Even Xiaoya, for Hui, Hui would not tell her such words about treating her as a human being.

However, immediately everyone understood the reason why Hu Qifei did this, because as Hu Qifei finished speaking, the Youquan Sword suddenly let out a sharp sword roar, and the scattered sword qi was suddenly retracted, but it became much more "well-behaved".

The dean of the Falling Sword Cliff had already knelt down all of a sudden: "Sure enough, the divine sword has a spirit." ”

"Old man, after so many years, I've suffered you." Hu Qifei held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and gently stroked the blade of the Youquan Sword with his left hand, and sighed:

"You're not going to leave me anyway, are you?"

The Youquan Sword, in Hu Qifei's hand, shook violently.

Hu Qifei held the sword tightly:

"This time, I will never be alone again!"