A breeze blew, and Qi Yingyun flashed away.

At this time, the huge Xuantian Pavilion had already descended hundreds of zhang, and after Nanyu resisted Lu He's dozens of giant sword slashes with difficulty, his body was already covered in flesh and blood, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and Lu He, who had lost his mind, was still wielding the Kunlun Giant Sword.

The Kunlun Giant Sword bloomed with golden light, and a powerful blow was about to fall......

However, the gravity of the Kunlun Giant Sword only fell by one foot, and it was accurately clamped by two slender fingers and stopped in the air.

Qi Yingyun, who had his eyes closed, moved calmly, he put down the Kunlun giant sword between his fingers, and then stood on tiptoe and patted Lu He's shoulder.

The crazy Lu He seemed to have been recalled by Qi Yingyun, the blood red in his eyes gradually faded, and he regained his calm in less than a moment, Lu He looked at Qi Yingyun in front of him with a blank face, and asked, "Senior brother, I... Don't... Trouble again?"

Qi Yingyun, who had his eyes closed, couldn't roll his eyes at Lu Yi, so he had to ask in a reprimanding tone, "What do you say!?"

Lu Ji scratched his head innocently, with embarrassment in his expression.

In the gap between the conversation between the two, Zuo Zhiqiu came not far from the two of them, he helped up Nanyu, who had already been blurred in the blood pit, and looked at the fact that there was no complete corpse on his body, Zuo Zhiqiu finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and said angrily: "Your Nine Heavens Sword Sect is so hospitable!"

In his own sect's sword ceremony, he killed a foreign visitor, even if there is a hostile relationship between the two countries, but this is unreasonable; Qi Yingyun turned his head slightly in the direction of Zuo Zhiqiu, and Lu He looked at Qi Yingyun's silent movements and understood what he meant.

Lu He walked in front of Zuo Zhiqiu, and said guiltily: "After I was injured, I couldn't control my behavior, although I said before that I wouldn't show mercy to my subordinates, but after all, this is our Nine Heavens Sword Sect's holy book once in a hundred years, and I don't want to see blood at this time, if he doesn't hurt me, I definitely won't kill him, I didn't ...... it unintentionally" The clumsy Lu He didn't know how to explain the matter, so he could only say so.

Seeing that the two sect master disciples were killed and seriously injured, Zuo Zhiqiu roared at Lu He and said: "You! you! Your Nine Heavens Sword Sect is deceiving people too much! We have received the permission of the Great Han Emperor to come to the Nine Heavens Sword Sect to watch the ceremony, but you treat our Heavenly Dao Sect like this, do you really deceive my Heavenly Dao Sect No one!"

Lu Ji still wanted to say something, but Qi Yingyun didn't have the same good temper as Lu Ji, seeing Zuo Zhiqiu's aggressiveness, he said bluntly: "My junior brother has already explained, that person can only blame him for his own death;

Qi Yingyun said expressionlessly: "Besides, I just deceived you that there is no one in the Heavenly Dao Sect, what can you do?"

Zuo Zhiqiu was speechless, and could only repeat: "You... You... You!" After taking a few breaths, Zuo Zhiqiu finally said what he wanted to say, "You... You... Unreasonable!"

Qi Yingyunpi smiled without smiling, and said: "It's only been twenty years since the Battle of Saibei, and your Heavenly Dao Sect killed eight thousand monks and several pavilion masters of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, how about my junior brother killing you alone!?

Lu He stepped aside with interest, he was good at fighting, and it would be a little difficult for him to reason with others;

Zuo Zhiqiu laid Nanyu's body flat, stood up, pulled out the long sword he was carrying, and said to Qi Yingyun: "Sword name: Egret!"

There is an unwritten rule in the world of sword cultivation that once a certain sword cultivator reports the name of the sword, it means a duel of life and death.

Wang Laohu saw Zuo Zhiqiu reporting the name of the sword, and couldn't help but scold: "It's really shameless, Zuo Zhiqiu's old immortal thousand-year-old cultivation is reporting the name of the sword to his junior brother, isn't this a clear bully!"

Nangong Buluo on the side asked, "Isn't that cultivation named Nanyu also higher than Senior Brother Lu He?" How do you know that Senior Brother Qi can't beat Zuo Zhiqiu?"

Wang Laohu glanced at Nangong Buluo beside him, and said: "Even if you want to protect Senior Brother Qi, you can't talk nonsense with your eyes open! Although Nanyu's cultivation is higher than that of Senior Brother Lu, both of them are cultivators of the Yuan Infant Stage;

Nangong Buluo smiled and said, "Senior Brother Wang, you haven't seen the power of Senior Brother Qi, so the outcome is still unknown, you just have to wait and see." ”

......

After hearing Zuo Zhiqiu's report on the name of the sword, Qi Yingyun was stunned and asked, "Aren't you from the Heavenly Dao Sect?"

Zuo Zhiqiu sneered and said, "Isn't it possible for the Heavenly Dao Sect to cultivate the sword!?"

Qi Yingyun nodded and said, "It's okay." After finishing speaking, he pointed at the sword with his right hand, and faced Zuo Zhiqiu with his eyes closed.

Zuo Zhiqiu looked at Qi Yingyun's action and asked, "What do you mean by this, why don't you draw your sword?"

Qi Yingyun calmly explained: "There are two kinds of swords in the world, one is the sword in the hands of the monks of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, and the other is the sword of all the monks in the world except for the Nine Heavens Sword Sect; ”

"The junior is arrogant, he really doesn't know whether he is alive or dead!" Zuo Zhiqiu pulled out the Egret Sword, and the sword qi attacked people, and the heaven and earth were suddenly filled with desolation and murderous intent.

Zuo Zhiqiu let out a long roar and flew into the sky, and the Egret Sword turned into a long rainbow, and the compelling sword qi swept the entire Chengtian Sword Platform.

Qi Yingyun's posture was as steady as Mount Tai, and he bent his index finger and flicked it lightly at the swiftly coming egret sword.

With a "dang" sound, Qi Yingyun pointed and flew the egret sword.

Zuo Zhiqiu also followed the egret sword that was picked up, took dozens of steps back, and then spat blood from his mouth and half-knelt on the ground.

Everyone knows that Qi Yingyun's spiritual root is not outstanding, but his high understanding, strong talent, and perseverance have reached an almost unbelievable situation, and even Xiao Yichen, who rarely praises people, praised him as "the future thousand years of the Han Dynasty's kendo carrying the Ding", the meaning of Xiao Yichen's words, but it is said that Qi Yingyun can continue the sword path of the Han for another thousand years.

After picking up the egret sword with one finger, after a gust of wind blew, Zuo Zhiqiu didn't have time to stand firm, and a pair of sword fingers pierced through his chest.

Qi Yingyun pulled out his blood-stained right hand, and Zuo Zhiqiu's body fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, and the blood kept flowing out of his chest, and soon it stained the ground red.

"Damn, just die?" Wang Tianlong couldn't help but curse after seeing this scene.