Chapter Two Thousand Two Hundred and Sixty-Nine: Who's Conceed?

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"Hmph, your apprentice's master is obviously stronger than you, do you still have the face to say this?" said the person who had repeatedly mocked Ye Qingyun before, with a face full of disdain.

Ye Qingyun sneered, he ignored the young man, raised his head, looked at Jian Mo Evil, his eyes were indifferent, and said lightly: "Then it starts with you!"

"If you can take my sword, I can spare you from death!"

"Huh?" Hearing this, a trace of anger clearly appeared on Jian Moxie's face: "You are too conceited. ”

"Who's conceited?"

The voice fell, and Ye Qingyun slashed out a sword.

The Ruthless Saint Dragon Sword slashed slightly towards the void.

Bang!

Suddenly, the sword came out like thunder, extremely fast, like a thunderbolt breaking through the air, and slammed towards the sword Mo evil.

Jian Mo Ye felt this violent sword aura, frowned, and brandished his sword to resist.

Under the swing of the sword, countless sword shadows appeared.

These sword shadows formed a huge shield, which was extremely strong.

It's just that Ye Qingyun's sword is too fast and too sharp.

A sword fell under the Sword Shadow shield, and the entire Sword Shadow shield shattered with a click.

"What?

Jian Mo Ye exclaimed, his face changed suddenly, and he felt very incredible.

Burst!

The speed of the sword was too fast, with the power of thunder, a sword slashed away, destroying countless sword shadows, and the sword momentum became stronger and stronger, and it directly submerged into the heart of Jian Mo Evil Mei.

Jian Moxie's eyes widened, his seven orifices were bleeding, and his body fell to the ground with a bang, and there was no more breath.

Everyone looked down, looking at Jian Mo Ye, who had turned into a cold corpse, and cold sweat was on his back.

There was a blood-colored mark on Jian Moxie's neck, and blood gushed out of it.

Previously, when Jian Mo Ye was fighting against the Crazy Sword, although he was at the bottom and struggled, after all, he had fought for more than thirty rounds, but when he faced Ye Qingyun, he couldn't even resist the opponent's sword?

What does this mean?

When the martial artists of the evil sect saw this scene, their faces twitched constantly.

Who would have imagined that the strength of the young man who originally stood by the side of the mad sword would be even more perverted?

The martial artists of the evil sect changed color one after another, and they all cast their frightened gazes on Ye Qingyun.

Looking at the black-robed young man standing in the wind with a golden sword in his hand, everyone's heart trembled.

"Now it's time for me to go on a killing spree!"

Ye Qingyun said lightly, looking at these sincerely frightened warriors, and licked his lips.

And his words made the faces of these evil sect warriors change again, and the cold sweat on their backs broke out even more.

"Run!"

"Run, run, run!"

Countless people roared, and now they regret coming to this place very much.

It's just that Ye Qingyun will let them go?

"Kill them!" Ye Qingyun said at the mad sword.

Madness nodded heavily, killing intent rolling in his eyes, he took a step, held the long sword, and leaped into the flock like a tiger.

Ye Qingyun was also holding a sharp sword and opened a killing spree.

The Evil Sect warriors who arrived had no power to resist at all, let out a miserable scream, and turned into a cold corpse one after another, falling in a pool of blood.

The scene in front of him made the scalps of the young warriors around him tingle.

When these people from the Evil Sect came, they all thought that Ye Qingyun and the Crazy Sword were going to be unlucky, but who would have thought that the unlucky people were not them, but the disciples of the Evil Sect!

At this moment, the disciples of the evil sect are really like a flock of sheep, slaughtered at will, and the end is miserable!

The two masters leaped forward, holding their swords.

Their swords are like the wind and shadows, and every time they swing their swords, they can take a life.

In a short time, there were one more cold corpses on the ground.

Rivers of blood flowed and corpses were strewn all over the field.

Ye Qingyun held a sharp sword and stepped on the corpse's head with one kick.

The golden sword dripped blood and fell to the ground with a ticking sound.

When many people saw this scene, they couldn't help but take a few steps back.

This was the first time they had seen Ye Qingyun's true combat power.

In two words, it is so strong!

After killing these evil sect disciples, Ye Qingyun found a place and left with a mad sword.

The two sat down and talked.

"Master, when I was traveling to the Divine Spirit Domain, I suddenly encountered a vision of heaven and earth, and inexplicably entered a place, and then I got the inheritance of the Eight-Vein Divine Sword! It is said that this Eight-Vein Divine Sword was created by an Eight-Vein Sword Emperor in ancient times!"

The mad sword didn't hide anything from Ye Qingyun, and immediately told Ye Qingyun all his experiences over the years.

Ye Qingyun listened to the words of the mad sword, and his eyes lit up slightly.

"Eight Veins Sword Emperor?"

Those who can claim to be emperors are all from ancient times.

Those people are mighty, extraordinary in strength, and terrifying.

According to what the Crazy Sword said, he inexplicably entered the land of inheritance, obtained the inheritance of the Eight Veins Sword Emperor, and learned the Eight Veins Divine Sword Technique.

When the two were talking, at this moment, outside the city.

A strong man of the Evil Sect stood proudly.

This person was originally the domain master of the Divine Realm, but later he was defeated by the Evil Immeasurable, and he was willing to become the subordinate of the Evil Immeasurable, and now he is the deputy sect master of the Evil Sect!

His strength is triple in the Martial King Realm.

He sat on a fierce horse, pulling the reins of the horse, walking back and forth, muttering, "Strange, after so much time, why haven't Jian Mo Ye and the others come out yet?"

"Deputy Sect Master, don't worry. With the sword Mo evil his ability, it is easy to kill those two. Beside him, a dog-legged man said with a smile on his face.

"That's right!"

The deputy sect master of the evil sect nodded, and said lightly, with a hint of arrogance in his expression.

In his opinion, Jian Mo Ye alone was enough to kill those two guys who didn't know what to do.

It's just that after another period of time, Jian Moye and the others still haven't come back, which makes him frown.

"Could it be that something is going on?"

If it weren't for the fact that he was over thirty years old and was restricted by the rules of Tianjiao City, otherwise, he would have entered Tianjiao City a long time ago to see what was going on inside.

"It is estimated that after Jian Mo Xie killed the enemy, he happily went to the restaurant to drink!" beside him, the dogleg laughed.

Behind him, the disciples of the Evil Sect also laughed.

They knew that in addition to practicing swords, Jian Mo Ye also liked to drink.

However, the deputy sect master of the evil sect frowned.

His right eye twitched, as if something bad was about to happen.

At this moment, the gates of Tianjiao City slowly opened.

A smell of blood came to my face.

A thick aura rushed into the sky.

"It must be that Sword Mo Evil has come out!" said one of the disciples of the Evil Sect, full of excitement.

Everyone laughed.

"Stop!" Suddenly, the deputy sect master of the evil sect scolded, he raised his head, and a thick killing intent appeared in his eyes.

He saw the scenes in Tianjiao City. This made his murderous intent skyrocket.