However, Jing Peijian, who was already crazy, still had fourteen swords to come out.

He doesn't believe in this evil, and he wants to draw another sword.

"Seven swords slash you!"

With a roar, Jing Peijian burst out with seven swords.

These seven swords.

Red Tiger, Flying Snow, Neon, Tiger Phoenix, Sun and Moon, Thousand Lights, Purple Shadow Sword.

The seven swords moved together, the earth shook the mountains, and the sword qi roared in the air......

Seven cold lights, carrying ten thousand sword qi, Ling Ran rushed.

Red Tiger Longsword.

Condensing the tyranny of the tiger, the huge tiger, roaring forward, shaking the world and moving.

Blizzard sword.

Carry extreme snow and ice, wrap up hurricanes, and rain down the chill of the forest.

There are also neon lights, sun and moon, and thousand-lamp long swords, transforming the light of the sun and moon and triggering the power of vision.

On the way, the mansion buildings were all destroyed, as if entering a no-man's land, and directly took Qin Chuge's head.

"These seven swords are kind of interesting!"

Qin Chuge's expression was indifferent.

"It's worth my hands!"

When the words came out, his hands were raised, still turning his back, but it was luck in the air.

In front of him, his hands condensed ten thousand domineering powers, and transformed into seven floating towers, the tower of purple light.

The sixth dragon slayer in the former heavenly list, built a floating tower with seven fingers, and achieved the great heaven to enter the world.

Qin Chuge, who had just stepped down from the six-foot trust, could also build seven floating towers.

And these seven floating towers are comparable to the power of the floating towers condensed by the light of the Buddha.

Purple light filled the sky.

In the next moment, Qin Chuge was triggered in the air.

The seven towers moved in unison, covering the seven swords vertically behind them.

Rumble......

In a single thought, the seven floating towers blocked the power of the seven cold lights, unloaded the ten thousand sword qi, and tore apart all the hegemony out of thin air.

When the purple light dissipated, the floating tower dissipated, and the seven long swords floated in the air, and there was no more than half of the killing intent.

Some are just, endlessly well-behaved.

Spring mud vacates the air, and then collects seven swords.

"Poof......

On the Shenglong platform, Jing Peijian was angry and vomited blood.

Dancing wildly, with scarlet eyes, and murderous intent, he no longer had any hesitation.

Stud!

The remaining seven swords, all of which are drawn out.

The seven swords converged into one sword, counting himself, and the eighteenth sword was made out of thin air.

This time, Jing Peijian blocked his life, and he also wanted to kill Qin Chuge.

Broken Dragon Sword, World Destroying Sword, Fanhua Sword, Flame Dragon Sword, Golden Flame Sword, Fandrunken Sword, Soul Sword.

The remaining seven swords in the sword box were sprayed with blood by Jing Peijian, and the sword was sacrificed with blood.

"I wear a sword, practice hard for decades, and achieve the name of the sword saint in the world."

"One step to the king, who dares to disobey?"

"These seven swords, the seven swords of the peerless sword spectrum!"

"These seven swords, the Sword Saint Great Array!"

"Look at the ...... of the sword"

Jing Peijian lifted his breath and walked straight, and the seven swords walked together.

Black clouds gathered, large and large areas were gathered, thick and rich.

Dense black clouds were created, and billowing raindrops fell in an instant.

The rain was pouring down, but it was black rain that blackened most of the sky.

It also created a dark shadow that expanded the limit of Jing Peijian.

The sword array suddenly formed, and the black sword qi was expanding, fusing and condensing......

The bean-sized raindrops fell on this sword array, and they were suddenly blocked by life, and they only dared to stay on top of the sword array.

Under this sword array, not a drop of rain dared to seep out.

Seven swords, but ten thousand swords.

The sword light spread out, and countless swords floated in the air, the blades facing downward, glowing with a cold light.

Jing Peijian stood in mid-air, with one hand behind his back, and twisted this heavenly sword array with one hand.

"My sword, the sword of the broken dragon."

"I have a sword, a sword to destroy the world, and destroy all things in this world!"

"My sword, the Soul Sword, slaughter your six souls......"

"I, the Sword Saint of the world, am invincible!"

"What's the point of being king?"

"Who dares to disobey?"

"Die!"

The words fell, and the seven swords went down to the Tianshan Mountain!

The sword array covers vertically, the sword array moves, and ten thousand swords move.

The entire sky was shrouded in the cold light of the sword, and black clouds pressed down.

This sword array, tens of thousands of sword qi, carrying Ling Chi's anger, fell violently......

"Qin Chuge, take the sword!"

"Chunni has a sword, a throat-sealing sword."

"Sword box eighteen, the last sword."

"A sword seals the throat!"

Chunni shook the sword, Qin Chuge took the sword and held the sword.

Seven swords under the Tianshan Mountain, it is worth turning around, it is worth fighting!

Qin Chuge soared, carrying a sword to seal his throat, and went straight into the air.

Along the way, ten thousand swords went down together, sealing the throat and being invincible with one sword.

Tear the sword array and crush the sword qi, as if entering a no-man's land.

One sword out, eighteen swords move in unison.

The ten swords in Yu Chunni's hands rose into the air.

The seven swords that were stepped down by Jing Peijian turned around.

They want to hug old friends.

The eighteenth sword, the throat sealing sword!

It's here!

These seventeen swords are waiting for a sword to seal the throat.

This is the ultimate mystery of Sword Box Eighteen!

The eighteenth sword, which is not hidden in the casing.

Instead, he was pulled out by the former Sword Master and handed over to his daughter Chunni!

"Look, this is the eighteenth sword!"

Qin Chuge shook the throat sealing sword, and the infinitely rotating sword qi was wrapped into seventeen swords, and finally converged into one sword.

A towering giant sword, quickly condensed among the Qin Chu singers.

The white light diffused, tearing apart the black clouds and leveling the sword array.

A sword seals the throat!

The drizzle was unhindered and spread across the earth.

A decadent figure slammed to the ground.

Immediately after, a towering giant sword fell straight down.

"The last sword, leave it to Shitai!"

In mid-air, Qin Chuge slowly fell.

Chunni stepped forward and pulled out the giant sword.

She clenched her grip and walked over to the old dog, which still had a hint of life.

At this time, Jing Peijian covered the bloody mouth on his neck, staring at the spring mud walking towards him stupidly.

She asked, "Haven't you ever loved?" ”

He shook his head!

He wanted to say that he had loved, but how could he have loved?

He still wants to deceive when he is dying, just because he wants to live.

She also shook her head: "I've been waiting for sixteen years, but I've actually been waiting for an answer a long time ago." ”

"I've had countless nights just waiting for you to say I'm sorry!"

"But the only thing that answered me was the sound of the wind, the rain, and the falling snow."

"Year after year, flowers bloom and fall!"

"I, I'm getting old day by day, and I'm dying little by little!"

"You, release a sword and a sword, step by step to the top of the martial arts throne."

"Do you remember that this sword box was built by your father-in-law who you called out with all his life's work."

"I'm afraid you've long forgotten that when you picked up your hijab, you had the affection!"

"I've been stupid for so many years, and today I swing my sword to cut off the past!"

"You and I, yin and yang!"

"Goodbye, Jing Shizhong!"

"Never again, Jing Peijian!"

The sword fell, and a blood mist rose into the air.

The drizzle is still falling, and a love is buried in the loess!

The sword was closed, and the towering giant sword turned into a black iron sword.

Sword Crate Eighteen, Homecoming!

Chunni shook his hand.

"May you be kind to this sword, and may the light of the true Sword Saint live forever!"

"Qin Chuge, you are the only one in this world who is worthy of the eighteenth sword box!"

"Pick it up!"

Qin Chuge raised his hand and tightened his grip on the sword.

He also held the name of the Sword Master.

……

The coffin procession arrives at the garden cemetery.

The garden is located on the north bank of the river.

The coffin fell, and Qin Chuge knelt on the ground and sprinkled a handful of loess.

On the side, there is also a huge grave pit.

Nian Hua and the others knelt on the edge of the grave, already trembling with fright, and their souls were scattered.

Du Xianwang, Pei Yueshan, Zhao Zifeng, Tuoba Yizhou and so on.

Thirty-two people, one is not less!

Qin Chuge quietly sprinkled soil, and Lin Huan knelt on the side and burned paper money.

Behind him, Yao Fan and others hugged the fire towards the sky.

On the riverside under the garden mountain, tens of thousands of soldiers knelt down in unison and made a pious salute in the direction of the tombstone of Qin Shuai's parents.

Until, the loess is filled in, and the tombstone is erected.

Qin Chuge kowtowed in front of his parents' graves.

First, I am grateful to my parents for giving birth.

Second, be grateful to your parents for nurturing you.

Third, the family feud will be avenged, and the parents will rest in peace!

Standing up, Qin Chuge sprinkled the spirits.

After that, he held the wine jar in one hand, and took off the mountain opening axe behind Ji Ruxue's waist with the other hand, and came to the grave on the side.

Pouring a sip of liquor into his neck, Qin Chuge raised his axe.