The figure of an old man in a black robe fell from the sky, and his black robe fluttered.

On the old face covered with folds and roads, a fierce light appeared in a pair of cloudy pupils.

Mid-stage of the True Spirit Realm!

Jian Fengyun's brows furrowed, and he instantly saw the strength of the old man.

Behind the black-robed old man, a treacherous look flashed in Yu Shan's eyes.

Sure enough, as I expected, Liu Pan thought that he had calculated my Yu family, and wanted to use the power of my Yu family to take away the body of the Holy Soul, but in the end, I was calculated!

Liu Pan, Liu Pan, you exchange the life of my Yu family guard for the body of the Holy Soul, and the old man will use your life to exchange your master's anger!

Thinking of this, Yu Shan suddenly bowed down to the black-robed old man in front of him.

"Yu Shan, the head of the Yu family, meet Lord Yang of Danyuan Sect!"

"Why did today's events arise, and how could I die?"

The old man in the black robe was furious on his old face, looking at Yu Shandao.

"Lord Hui, the facts are in front of you, the Lingtu had a conflict with the young patriarch of the Sword Family, and was killed here, and when we arrived, the Lingtu had already died!"

Yu Shan lowered his body very low, and said with sadness in his respectful tone.

"Sword Family!"

In the deep eyes of the black-robed old man, a trace of murderous intent flashed, and his gaze turned to the side of the Sword Family.

"You killed my apprentice?"

Between the words, the powerful momentum of the True Spirit Realm crushed the people of the Sword Family, making many of the Sword Family's disciples unable to open their mouths.

"Senior, this matter was originally someone who wanted to rob my sword family, and the young patriarch of my sword family was just someone who brought back the family!"

In an instant, Jian Yuntian suddenly made a move, and a silver long sword in his hand was revealed, and a powerful sword qi burst out from the sword body, protecting everyone in the sword family.

"Qingyun Spirit Sword!"

When the black-robed old man saw the silver sword in Jian Yuntian's hand, his eyes instantly froze, and he muttered to himself.

"What is your relationship with the Qingyun Sword Family?"

Jian Yuntian looked at the black-robed old man with heavy eyes, and slowly spoke, the silver long sword in his hand was tightly held, and at this moment, his body gave a peerless sword aura.

"Qingyun Seven Swords - Cloud Sky Sword!"

Behind him, Jian Fengyun frowned, Qingyun Seven Swords, isn't this the swordsmanship created by the little blind man in his previous life?

In his previous life, when he traveled the world, he once rescued a little blind man in the True Spirit Realm who was being chased and killed by demon beasts, and the blind man begged him in every possible way, so he randomly instructed him in some kendo.

The little blind man studied for three days, and then created the Qingyun Seven Swords, and showed them to the sword Fengyun to observe, at that time, the sword Fengyun was amazed, a child in the True Spirit Realm was able to create such a sword formation, and his talent had to be said to be high.

Then he pointed out some mistakes of the Qingyun Seven Swords to him, and then got up and left.

I didn't expect that three thousand years ago I acted casually, and now I can still hear relevant news.

"Cloud Sky Sword?" The black-robed old man frowned, and the next moment he came to his senses, glared at Jian Yuntian, and said, "You are the Jian Yuntian who disappeared inexplicably from the Sword Family sixteen years ago!" ”

Jian Yuntian didn't speak, holding the long sword tightly in his hand, and acquiesced.

"Hehe, even if you are Jian Yuntian, it is rumored that you and Jian Lingtian were chased and killed by the Twelve Gold Medal Killers of the Blood Killing Building for 100,000 miles, and escaped here, I think you don't have much strength left, right?"

The black-robed old man looked at Jian Yuntian, his eyes flashed with murderous light, and his face was indifferent.

"This is a branch of the Sword Family, if you are destroyed, the news of the Lord Family, you will definitely bear the wrath of the Sword Family!"

Jian Yuntian spoke with a heavy face.

"Hehe, you don't want to bluff me, the Qingyun Sword Family is far away in the center of the Qingyun Domain, separated from the dynasty by a great wilderness, how can it be because of a branch across millions of miles of wilderness to come to me for revenge!"

The black-robed old man sneered, and the black flames on his body rose up, and the power of the True Spirit Realm was suddenly approaching.

The killing intent was awe-inspiring, and Jian Yuntian knew that this elder of the Danyuan Sect was going to make a move.

Everyone in the sword family was like a great enemy, their bodies were possessed by spiritual power, their weapons were raised, and their faces were solemn.

Seeing this scene, a condensed killing intent converged in the eyes of the sword Fengyun in the rear, and he clenched his fists.

"Jian Fengyun, what do you want to do, don't be impulsive!"

Beside him, Wang Jing, who had been standing for a long time, was dressed in red and torn and exposed snow-white skin in many places, and a look of worry flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she spoke.

"Take care of Xue'er for me, if I can't survive today, you can take her to a place where outsiders can't find her, and let her live well!"

Reluctantly glanced at the person in his arms, Jian Fengyun put her on Wang Jing's body.

"Sword Fengyun, what are you going to do?"

A hint of anxiety flashed in Wang Jing's beautiful eyes, her lips opened slightly, and she shouted in a panic.

However, when the words fell, Jian Fengyun was gone.

What kind of person is Jian Fengyun, the first person in the Ten Thousand Domains in his previous life, the dignity in his bones does not allow him to suffer with these people of the Sword Family.

"Old fellow, my slaughter of your apprentice, if you want revenge, come to Lao Tzu!"

The next moment, Jian Fengyun's figure appeared in everyone's field of vision, and nine spiritual power long swords on his side condensed out.

The figure is thin, dressed in blood, surrounded by nine swords, and it looks so dazzling.

"Young Patriarch!"

When the disciples of the Sword Family saw that voice clearly, they all exclaimed in surprise, their faces worried.

"Fengyun, come back quickly!"

Jian Yuntian spoke.

"Jian Fengyun, come back quickly, you are the young patriarch of the Sword family, and your calamity should be blocked by the family for you!"

Thinking about the grumpy Second Elder of the Sword Family, a complicated color flashed in his eyes.

"Fengyun, come back quickly!"

The three elders of the Sword Family also spoke and spoke.

Feeling the worried words of everyone in the sword family behind him, Jian Fengyun's heart warmed, in his previous life, he was alone in the world, but there was only Ling'er by his side.

In this life, he has just arrived, but there are so many people who care for him behind him, and in comparison, his previous life is indeed a little pale.

"Uncle, elders, and the clansmen of the Sword Family, Fengyun thanks you for your kindness, but today's matter, because of me, I want to deal with it alone, and please don't interfere, if Fengyun is lucky enough to survive, he will definitely take the Sword Family and rise to prominence."

The indifferent voice of the sword wind and clouds sounded, but the spirit sword surrounding him became more and more urgent.

The words fell, Jian Fengyun ignored the concerned gazes behind him, stepped on the ground, jumped forward, and the nine long swords turned into streamers and shot towards the black-robed old man.

At this moment, the aura on his body changed greatly, the light flashed in his eyes, and the majesty of the emperor in his previous life returned again.

"With my blood, the sword will be killed, and the sword will rise!"

The voice full of the emperor's domineering voice suddenly sounded, and the next moment, nine drops of scarlet blood suddenly fell on top of the nine spirit swords, flying towards the black-robed old man.

"Imperial Kendo!"

The black-robed old man frowned and said secretly, as if he had discovered something tricky.

The next moment, he only felt a murderous aura approaching, which actually made him feel a little dangerous.

"Black Flame True Spirit!"

With a deep sigh, a huge burning black flame instantly appeared on the body of the black-robed old man.

With a wave of his hand, black flames filled the sky, and he actually swallowed all the nine spirit swords of Sword Fengyun.

The Spiritual Qi Realm, the Lingyuan Realm, the Lingfu Realm, and finally the True Spiritual Realm, there is a full gap of three major realms, no matter how high the sword path of the sword wind cloud is, it will still be crushed in the face of the absolutely powerful force.

Jian Fengyun's body flew upside down in response, and the blood spit out of his mouth turned into a cloud of blood mist in the air.

"Evil cultivation exercises, I didn't expect that in my previous life, I died in the hands of the evil heaven, and in this life, do I still have to die in the hands of this evil cultivator?"

A cold color flashed in Jian Fengyun's eyes, although he was seriously injured, his consciousness was still clear.

"In that case, let this sword technique bloom in the world again!"

With a whisper in his heart, several spells in Jian Fengyun's hand were played, and a strange and powerful aura rose up on his body.