"Nanshan One Sword!" Looking at the figure blocking behind Bai Wuchang, Yang Chen said suspiciously, why is this kid here?

"As the first disciple of Sword Peak, I can forgive you for not leading by example, and bearing the brunt of the killing of Yang Chen, but now that you are on the opposite side of me, then you are no longer the first disciple of Sword Peak. The Sword Peak Peak Lord said coldly.

Nanshan Yijian slowly knelt down towards the Sword Peak Peak Lord in the air, and when everyone thought he was going to admit his mistake, he slammed his head and said, "The first disciple of Sword Peak resigns, from today onwards, I am no longer a disciple of Sword Peak!"

The second and third disciples of Sword Peak all died in the hands of Yang Chen, and this first disciple also left, and some Sword Peak disciples couldn't help but feel sad.

And Yang Chen seemed to have just reacted, it turned out that Nanshan Yijian was the first disciple of Sword Peak, and his strength must not be low, so he was still pretending to be like that in front of him.

"I'm sorry for the adults, I couldn't help the adults because of the power at the beginning. Nanshan stood up with a sword and bowed in the direction of Yang Chen, as his guilt.

Yang Chen waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter, you kid is hiding deeply, although I know that your cultivation is not shallow, I didn't expect you to be the first disciple of Sword Peak." He was telling the truth, although he saw that Nanshan Yijian deliberately hid his strength, he didn't think much about it, after all, no one in the Nanshan family was willing to fake.

Nanshan Yijian pointed at the Sword Peak Master in the air with his long sword, and said in a cold tone: "Come down and fight, do you dare?"

As soon as he left Sword Peak, he had the courage to challenge the peak master who was originally staying by himself, this kind of courage is not available to anyone, even Yang Chen's eyes showed a hint of strange light, and he got up and was about to go, but before he could take two steps, he was pressed in place by a palm.

Looking at his side, Nanshan Mingxi also returned to his side, and at this moment, Yang Chen knew that he couldn't run away, or he had to stay here.

"Hmph, it's okay, I'll clear the door for Jian Feng today, and let some people see the fate of the traitor clearly. The Sword Peak Peak Lord snorted coldly, stepped out of the sedan chair, and came directly to the front of Nanshan Yijian, and took out a silver long sword, which looked extremely valuable.

"This sword is good-looking, I don't know if it's useful?" Yang Chen looked at the silver sword and said with some curiosity, but before he finished speaking, he was hit on the head by Nanshan Mingxi on the side.

"That's the long sword forged by Holy Silver, the sword of overcoming evil, he used that sword to kill a lot of evil things, and that sword also got the name of the holy sword. Nanshan Mingxi's eyes were full of light, and he obviously liked that holy sword very much, but only to the extent that he liked it.

"Holy silver, it's just some scraps. Yang Chen muttered, but he didn't say it out loud, after all, there are some secrets that are enough to shock or subvert the current world.

"Today, I, Yan Wuxie, will hold the holy sword and kill you, a rebel. "The name of the Lord of Sword Peak is Yan Wuxie, and his name is destined to be the enemy of evil things in this life, but it does not mean what he is like as a person.

Nanshan Yijian just smiled, took the sword in his hand, and said lightly: "Nanshan Yijian, hold the Qingfeng Sword to fight!" After speaking, Nanshan stepped out with a sword, and at this time, there seemed to be thousands of long swords behind him surging with his figure, extremely vast.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect?" Yan Wuxian looked at the sword qi that Nanshan stepped out with a sword, just waved the holy sword in his hand, and at this time, it seemed that a beast roar came out, shaking everyone's soul.

Yang Chen also noticed this scene, and couldn't help but look at the holy sword in Yan Wuxie's hand with some curiosity, it could achieve such an effect, but it was also an extraordinary spiritual weapon.

The beast roar and the sword qi collided, Nanshan stepped out with a sword again, and this foot stepped out, and thousands of sword qi surged, exerting on the beast roar, several times in a row, directly breaking the beast roar, directly in front of Yan Wuxie, but the next moment it was separated, as if deliberately avoiding Yan Wuxie.

"Your swordsmanship realm is not as high as mine! Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect is just a small trick. Yan Wuxian said contemptuously, as if in his hands, the tricks that Nanshan Yijian used were just tricks that he had already played, which could not be worse.

"Really, that's still a real headache, but before that, Peak Lord, you better look around!" Nanshan Yijian said lightly, the Qingfeng Sword in his hand waved into the air, and a faint wind swept towards Yan Wuxie, but this wind was too weak, and it blew on people like cotton.

"Hmph!" Yan Wuxian snorted coldly, the holy sword in his hand was directly inserted into the ground, and his body was filled with white light, just like a real holy light, at this moment he was like a real saint, controlling everything.

But when this wisp of fresh wind blew, the holy light on his body instantly dissipated, and Yan Wuxian spurted out a mouthful of blood, took a step back, and looked at Nanshan Yijian with extremely surprised eyes.

"I'm sorry, the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect can also be hidden invisibly. Nanshan Yijian smiled, then the smile converged and he stepped on his feet, and ran quickly in the air, and the Qingfeng Sword swung out a few swords, and all the Yan Wuxian Death Cave at this moment was exposed to Nanshan Yijian's sight.

A few swords stabbed out, although Yan Wuxian barely dodged it, but he had already lost the holy sword, and now the holy sword was held by Nanshan Yijian in his hand.

"Is your purpose for the Holy Sword?" Yan Wuxian said as he looked at Nanshan Yijian, and then the holy light in his hand flickered, as if he wanted to take the holy sword back into his hand, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take it back.

"What's the matter? can't help it, evil thing?" Nanshan said lightly, all of this seemed to be in his hands, and then the two swords shone in his hands.

"What do you mean, I'm the Sword Peak Peak Lord—Yan Wuxie!" Yan Wuxian scolded angrily, he was the enemy of the evil thing, and with the holy sword, he was destined to stand on the opposite side of the evil thing.

"Yan Wuxian died on the battlefield fighting evil creatures a few years ago!" Nanshan said coldly, a sword aura under his feet rushed directly towards Yan Wuxie, and at this moment, the corners of Yan Wuxie's mouth actually showed a strange smile.

Boom Boom –

Yan Wuxian slapped the sword qi from Nanshan Yijian, and turned around and collided quickly, leaking out a little purple demonic qi from it, this scene made Yang Chen can't help but break free from Nanshan Mingxi's suppression and stand up, his eyes full of surprise.

"How can the peak lord be a monster?" said an elder in disbelief, but the facts were in front of him, and they all retreated.

There were also elders who released purple demonic qi and stood around the Sword Peak Peak Lord, the whole scene was extremely chaotic, and as for the remaining sedan chair in the air, it didn't move, still behind Yan Wuxie.

However, the old peak master of the Spear Mountain was slightly startled on his face, but he seemed to think of something again? He still stood behind Yan Wuxie, did not move, but had no intention of making a move.

And Nanshan Yijian seemed to have guessed this scene a long time ago, smiled coldly, and looked at these so-called peak masters above, the pillars of the Shenwu Cultivation Sect with great hatred in his eyes, when the monster arrived, they would really stand up and make a move, or just watch from the sidelines.

"My lord, can you help me!" At this time, Nanshan Yijian looked at Yang Chen with some embarrassment, not that he wanted to help Yang Chen get rid of Nanshan Mingxi's 'claws', but that he really couldn't solve this monster alone.

Yang Chen nodded, took two steps out, and took the holy sword from the hand of Nanshan Yijian, and the moment he held it, a strange purple demonic qi was about to rush into Yang Chen's body, but the heavenly thunder instantly rushed out of Yang Chen's hand, and also rushed into the direction of Nanshan Yijian.

"My lord?" Nanshan Yijian was a little surprised, not knowing what Yang Chen meant, until he saw the trace of purple demonic energy that permeated his body, and he hurriedly thanked Yang Chen.

"This kind of demonic qi is extremely weird, be careful!" Yang Chen looked at Nanshan Yijian and said, and then his eyes fell on the holy sword, presumably Yan Wuxian also spent a lot of thought in order to suppress this holy sword, although it was not a perfect holy silver, just some leftovers, but the power to suppress evil was still there.

"You all have to die, you are vulnerable in front of my evil clan!" Yan Wuxian said coldly, as if he was the master of this world, and the elders behind him who were filled with purple demonic qi also said in unison, the atmosphere was extremely weird.

Yang Chen smiled slightly at this time, slowly walked out, looked at Yan Wuxian in the air and said, "You know what this is in my hand, right? Holy Sword, I can kill you with him a thousand times, what are you proud of there?" I really thought I could dominate the world. ”

Yan Wuxian noticed Yang Chen, and slapped Yang Chen with one palm, and the billowing purple demonic qi seemed to be about to press down on Yang Chen, but Yang Chen just casually struck a heavenly thunderbolt and annihilated his purple demonic qi.

"You're different, and that's why I'm risking exposure to you. Yan Wuxian said in surprise, indeed, Yang Chen's Heavenly Thunder has a different restraint on their evil clan, and now he is still holding the holy sword, which is indeed fatal to Yan Wuxie.

"Bai Yu, can you help?" Yang Chen looked at the air and roared, and in an instant, a figure appeared from the air in an extremely embarrassed manner, and hurriedly walked in the direction of Yan Wuxie.

"No, can you kid speak well? Do you have to roar like this?" Bai Yu rolled his eyes and looked at Yang Chen and said, seemingly very unhappy with Yang Chen's attitude.

"Hmph, don't tell me that the old man called you to eat dry rice?" After Yang Chen finished speaking, his eyes fell on Yan Wuxie's body, his brows furrowed, and he didn't speak directly, and his soul transmitted to Bai Yu and Nanshan Yijian: "You contain Yan Wuxie, I have to charge up the holy sword and give him a fatal blow." ”

Nanshan Yijian and the two of them didn't react, and directly took the long sword to kill the evil clan in the air, Bai Yu also took out a fist glove, and directly began to swing his fist at Yan Wuxian frantically, each punch with the power of ten thousand jun, and smashed it on Yan Wuxie's demon body.

"Senior sister, aren't we going to help?" At this time, Luo Shuidi walked slowly to Nanshan Mingxi's side, and said a little strangely, don't they go to help when dealing with the demons?

"Didn't you notice that the atmosphere is very weird now, what are we going to do?" Nanshan Mingxi said angrily, Luo Shuidi is usually sleek enough, why can't this brain turn today?

Luo Shuidi was stunned for a moment, and then he noticed that the several peak masters standing behind Yan Wuxian frowned slightly, and he didn't say much, as if he had understood something?

As for Ming Xiaoxiao, he was squatting on the ground, as if muttering something? Several peak masters, this army that had gathered and targeted Yang Chen did not move, but just looked at this scene with a shudder.

The evil clan has invaded the interior of the Shenwu Cultivation Sect, and it is still a peak master-level figure, which is not a trivial matter, and no one knows whether someone around them is an evil clan or not, causing people to be panicked now, and no one dares to leave first.

"Yan Wuxie, let's try the power of the Holy Sword!" The moment Yang Chen finished accumulating his strength, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes glanced around slightly.