"Yan Xiaoyou, the old man hopes you can forget everything you saw today."

The mystery that has plagued Xiongba for ten years is revealed, and Xiongba asks Yan Heyuan to explain the meaning of these two criticisms for him, but after listening to Yan Heyuan's explanation, Xiongba makes him forget all this.

Yan Heyuan smiled indifferently: "Gang Master, please rest assured, I am not interested in other people's affairs, I will leave when I get what I want, and there will never be news leaking out of my mouth." ”

Xiongba nodded slightly and said, "This couldn't be better." ”

Putting away the Five Elements Treasure Box, Xiongba summoned Qin Shuang and asked him to take Yan Heyuan to the Sword Shrine to choose a sword.

Yan Heyuan pointed to Bu Jingyun and said, "I want him to take me." ”

Xiongba didn't understand why Yan Heyuan named Bu Jingyun to lead the way for him, but he didn't ask much, and said to Bu Jingyun: "Yun'er, then you can take Yan Shaoxia for a trip." ”

Bu Jingyun clenched his fists indifferently: "Obey the order." ”

"Yan Shaoxia, please follow me."

After Bu Jingyun finished speaking, he had already turned around and left, not caring whether Yan Heyuan had followed or not.

Yan Heyuan bowed slightly to Xiongba, and then followed the step to the clouds.

Xiongba said to Wen Chouchou: "Wen Chouchou, you go and take a look." ”

"Yes, helper." Wen Chouchou shook a small fan and followed.

Seeing Yan Heyuan's figure disappear outside the door of the store, Xiongba said to Qin Shuang and Nie Feng again: "Shuang'er, Feng'er, I have something to tell the two of you to do." ”

Qin Shuang and Nie Feng clenched their fists: "The apprentice waits for the master to send ......"

……

Bu Jingyun took Yan Heyuan to the Sword Shrine, and none of the two spoke all the way, but Wen Chouchou inquired about Yan Heyuan's origin, but Yan Heyuan was silent, at most he smiled at Wen Chou, and Wen Chouchou felt bored if he didn't get a response, so he kept silent.

"This is it, you can go in and choose for yourself."

After Bu Jingyun brought Yan Heyuan into the sword mound, he fought at the door with his arms folded on his chest.

Yan Heyuan paced back and forth in the sword mound, his eyes swept over the sword, but he never found a real sword.

Wen Chou smiled and said: "Yan Shaoxia, the sword mound is a forbidden place in the world, usually we don't let it enter easily, you can be regarded as an eye-opener today, the owner of every sword here used to be a well-known existence, and their swords are naturally rare and superb swords, I don't know which one you fancie?" ”

Yan Heyuan stopped, shook his head slightly, and said, "I don't know which one to choose." ”

Wen Chou said curiously: "I don't know which one to choose?" I don't think you seem to ask for a sword on a whim, tell me which one do you want, this is a forbidden place, if you don't choose, then I'm going to ask you out......"

Yan Heyuan looked at Bu Jingyun at the stone gate: "I think he will help me choose." ”

Originally, Bu Zhenyun's eyes were also searching in the sword mound, and when he heard Yan Heyuan's words, he immediately fell on Yan Heyuan, he didn't understand why Yan Heyuan had so many requirements for him, he vaguely felt that Yan Heyuan was originally coming for him.

"You're going to let me help you choose?" Bu Jingyun also became curious about Yan Heyuan, and paced down the stone steps.

Yan Heyuan nodded: "Yes, only you can help me find the sword I want." ”

"Why?" Bu Jingyun asked.

Yan Heyuan didn't answer: "I'm sorry for you." ”

Bu Jingyun stared at Yan Heyuan's eyes, was silent for a while, and casually picked up a sword under his feet and threw it at Yan Heyuan.

Yan Heyuan took the sword and looked at it, and praised: "It's such a sharp sword, but it's a pity that it's not the one I want." ”

"Dangchang!"

Yan Heyuan looked at the sword, and suddenly flicked his fingers, and the broken sword shot at Bu Jingyun, who didn't expect Yan Heyuan to suddenly sneak attack, and he couldn't dodge before being cut by the sword, and blood gushed out.

"You?" Bu Jingyun's face was gloomy, and a row of cloud palms blasted out.

Yan Heyuan stepped forward by mistake, avoiding Bu Jingyun's angry palm and already clasped Bu Jingyun's injured right arm.

"Look for death." Bu Jingyun was shocked in his heart, and his left fist slammed towards Yan Heyuan's front door.

Between the lightning and flint, Yan Heyuan pointed like a sword, and the point that came first was on Bu Jingyun's wrist, and a sharp pain struck, and the fist power of Bu Jingyun suddenly collapsed, and the whole arm seemed to be unconsciously pulled in his body.

Bu Jingyun was so resolute that he would sit still and wait for death, but as soon as he wanted to lift his feet, there was a huge suction force from under his feet, and at the same time, something seemed to imprison his feet, making him unable to move his feet in the slightest.

When Bu Jingyun looked down, he saw that the rock ground beneath his feet had turned into granular tiny fragments, and these debris had turned into tentacles-like rock vines that had firmly wrapped around his feet, and no matter how much he struggled, it was useless.

"How can this be the case?"

The shock in Bu Jingyun's heart is indescribable, Yan Heyuan's "Ground Sinking Style" has exceeded the cognitive scope of this world's martial arts, it is a higher-level martial arts combined with magic, and his body is trapped, Bu Jingyun has no power to resist, and he is at the mercy of Yan Heyuan.

"Oops! Someone, kill someone......"

Wen Chou cocked his orchid fingers, and escaped from the sword mound, Yan Heyuan didn't even look at him, the sword pointed at Bu Jingyun's wound, and then pulled out, and the blood at Bu Jingyun's wound sprayed out like a spring, impregnating a large area of the sword mound.

"What do you want?"

Although Bu Jingyun lost the strength to resist, his unyielding will was still firm, and while struggling hard, he glared at Yan Heyuan and shouted loudly.

However, Yan Heyuan did not answer.

As the blood seeped into the ground, the sword mound was mutated and protruded, the ground vibrated slowly, and a long sword with a pitch-black body broke through the ground, as this black sword was unearthed, the other swords in the sword mound were suddenly eclipsed, and the sword body couldn't help shaking and making a burst of screaming sounds, as if it was afraid of this peerless murder weapon......

The scene in front of him also made Dao Jingyun feel shocked, a feeling of blood connection came from this black sword, Bu Jingyun took his right hand, and the peerless sword flew towards him.

"Huh?"

Seeing that the peerless sword was about to fall into his hand, a big hand stretched out from the side, and grabbed the peerless sword in the palm of his hand, and looked at Yan Heyuan with shocked eyes.

As soon as the peerless good sword was started, Yan Heyuan was like being struck by lightning, his body shook slightly, and the peerless good sword almost got out of his hand.

A wisp of black qi faintly emerged from the peerless sword, and at the same time, Yan Heyuan felt that the peerless sword in his hand gave birth to a powerful suction, as if he wanted to absorb Yan Heyuan's power as a driving force to break free from Yan Heyuan's control.

Yan Heyuan sneered in his heart, even a third-order treasure dared to resist him, he didn't know what to do.

A fierce and domineering terrifying true qi came out through his palm, Yan Heyuan not only did not stop the peerless good sword from absorbing his own power, but instead took the initiative to pour powerful true qi into it, and even the speed of the true qi input exceeded the speed at which the peerless good sword absorbed, making the peerless good sword emit a buzzing ......

"Have you eaten enough? If I'm full, it's my turn......"

Yan Heyuan sneered, and the output of the true qi suddenly stagnated, and the peerless good sword did not seem to be satisfied, the black qi lingered, as if he wanted to continue to absorb Yan Heyuan's energy, but Yan Heyuan was already locked in true qi at the moment, no matter how the peerless good sword was used, it could no longer suck out even a trace of true qi.

Wisps of purple qi as thin as silk threads slowly overflowed into the pores of Yan Heyuan, and the purple qi was entangled with the black qi emitted by the peerless good sword, and the black qi and purple qi that had been constantly wrapping around Yan Heyuan's arm before were like ice and snow melting as soon as they came into contact, and they were quickly forced back to the peerless good sword, but the purple qi did not let go of the peerless good sword, just like the black qi wrapped around Yan Heyuan before, it was wrapped in purple qi, and the true qi that the peerless good sword had absorbed from Yan Heyuan before was immediately absorbed by the purple qi, and even the origin essence in the sword body was sucked away by the purple qi.

"Buzz ......"

The peerless sword couldn't help but tremble, and the buzzing sound it emitted was like a wail.

Although it was only a third-order treasure weapon, it would not be a pity to destroy it, but Yan Heyuan did not have a weapon at the moment, and the peerless sword was barely usable, so Yan Heyuan took back the purple qi.

The peerless sword escaped, and finally quieted down, becoming mediocre, and no longer the domineering and domineering just now.

Yan Heyuan danced a sword flower with the peerless sword in his hand, the long sword was ethereal and agile, like an arm commanding, this peerless strong soldier of the Fengyun plane was finally subdued by Yan Heyuan, a peerless murderer......