Chapter 41 The Eighth Truncated Sword

"Because you're not a real swordsman!" Ye Qingyun looked directly at the other party, if it weren't for the performance of the other party in front of him, he wouldn't have bothered to talk nonsense with the other party!

You know, he is a generation of war gods!

His comprehension of kendo can already create his own school! In his previous life, I don't know how many people hoped to get his guidance!

When the old man heard this, his body trembled violently.

"As a swordsman, you will pursue the meaning of the sword! What you pursue is a bohemian heart! And you are willing to become someone else's old slave! If you are not satisfied with the sword, how can it make you good?" These words fell into the old man's ears, and his body trembled even more!

He raised his head, and a pair of trembling eyes appeared under the cloak: "Front...... Senior!"

As soon as these words fell, the surrounding Blood Demon Sect disciples were stunned for a moment.

Did I hear me wrong! The old man of the black devil actually called a boy who was only fifteen years old a senior?

When the blood boy who was far away heard this, he was stunned on the spot, and it was difficult to accept it for a while!

He was two years older than Ye Qingyun, but he didn't get such a title as the Black Old Man!

"Waste! Waste! Black old man! I didn't expect you to be so wasted! I don't want you to protect me anymore! Fucking fuck off!" Angry, the Blood Boy began to roar.

"Shut up!" The old man snorted coldly, turned his head and looked at the blood boy, and finally couldn't suppress his anger, and said the words in his heart thoroughly: "Blood boy! If I hadn't looked at your father's face, I would have killed you now!"

The powerful evil qi surrounded the blood boy like an invisible long sword, and the latter immediately closed his mouth!

When it comes to death, he is still afraid!

It's just that anyone can see the anger in his eyes!

"The seniors have taught you a lesson!" The old man of the black scab actually lowered his head and his attitude was extremely respectful, changing his previous arrogance.

"Hmm!" Ye Qingyun nodded.

"I don't know if the seniors recognize the Crazy Sword?" The eyes of the black old man looked at Ye Qingyun with a hint of expectation!

"Crazy Sword?" Ye Qingyun's heart trembled violently when he heard this name, this familiar name reminded him of a lot of past events!

He still remembers the arrogant child!

It was winter, and a shirtless child with a long sword in his hand was running through the snow, chasing the figure that was gradually disappearing into the sky!

The child shouted at the figure, "Master, I will definitely look for you!"

That kid is called Crazy Sword! It was also the last apprentice that Ye Qingyun accepted before he died, ten disciples!

At that time, he saw that the child had a good talent, so he taught the other party for a while, and recited some of the other party's ruthless kendo mantras, and then left!

Now that 100 years have passed, the child must have grown up!

"You really know!" Seeing Ye Qingyun's reaction, the black old man's heart set off a storm, and his eyes lit up directly: "Is the senior the apprentice of the mad sword?"

At this moment, he thought of a terrible Kennen!

When the blood boy in the rear heard this, his eyelids jumped suddenly, if this is the case, even if his father goes out, he can't solve it!

Crazy Sword!The First Sword God of the Eight Desolations Continent!

He was born out of thin air, with great talent, he overwhelmed the Eight Desolations, crushed the sons of Tianjiao from all walks of life, held a sword, and swept out a piece of heaven and earth!

The Blood Demon Sect is huge in the eyes of ordinary people, and it cannot be offended, but in the eyes of the Crazy Sword, it is an ant! Therefore, when the Blood Boy heard the Crazy Sword, his eyebrows jumped violently.

"No!" Ye Qingyun said lightly, his tone suddenly returned to normal, it seems that his tenth disciple is mixing well on this continent!

"Crazy Sword, where is he now?" he asked, if he could find his tenth disciple, then his cultivation speed would definitely increase several times!

If you think about it, you know that as a mad sword, you must have a lot of resources in your hands!

The black old man's eyes flashed again and again, he didn't believe the other party's words, ordinary people, hearing the word mad sword, would definitely tremble with fright, but the person in front of him was expressionless, and even a little arrogant.

"Senior, the sword god has disappeared for a long time!" he didn't dare to offend Ye Qingyun, he was still respectful, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know where I went!"

Ye Qingyun nodded a little disappointed and sighed.

I really wonder what that naughty kid has grown up to now?

"Senior, does it really have nothing to do with the Sword God?" the old man asked again, the reason why he was so sure was because he had seen the sword of the Sword God Crazy Sword before!

How similar that sword was to the shot of the young man in front of him!

"Could it be that he is really a disciple of the Wild Sword?" he was horrified in his heart.

Ye Qingyun smiled mysteriously, not wanting to say anything to the latter, and fixed his gaze on the blood boy, looking playful.

"You!" Feeling Ye Qingyun's killing intent, the Blood Master took a few steps back, and he roared loudly: "I am the concubine of the Blood Demon Sect!

"Blood Demon Sect, what is it!" Ye Qingyun said lightly, and came to the Blood Master step by step.

Not to mention the Blood Demon Sect, even if it is the power of the lower God Realm, he doesn't care about it!

"You...... Bloody Grandpa, save me! Save me! You watched me grow up! You can't see death without saving you!" At this time, the bloody boy finally thought of the bloody old man!

The bloody old man frowned, and he couldn't help but think of the scenes of the past in his mind, and he was also half a master of the bloody son.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly ran to Ye Qingyun's side, knelt on the ground, and said, "Senior, I have a reluctant request! As long as the seniors agree, the old man is willing to go to the soup for the seniors, and he will not hesitate!"

"Hmm, is it for him?" Ye Qingyun said lightly, his eyes suddenly became cold, and said, "Why should I let him go!"

"The old man got a broken sword before! I wanted to use it to refine a complete sword! But it was too evil! The old man was willing to give this broken sword to his seniors! I hope that my seniors can see this broken sword and let him go!" After the old man finished speaking, he quickly took out a broken sword from the Qiankun bag! There is a black protective film on the outside of the broken sword to prevent the leakage of evil qi!

It's part of the sword!

Looking at this broken sword, Ye Qingyun's body trembled, and his heart was ecstatic!

Old friends, we meet again!

This is the eighth section of the Ruthless Sword, close to the tip of the sword! I didn't expect him to meet it so quickly!

"Good! good!" Ye Qingyun shook his right hand and directly shattered the black protective film, and suddenly, a thick evil aura rushed straight into the sky!

Everyone's faces turned pale at this moment!

"Senior ......" The old man just wanted to say that this sword was too heavy, but he didn't expect that the other party was not afraid of the evil qi at all! This further confirmed the idea in his heart.

The young man in front of him must have a very unusual relationship with the Sword God!