"Hurry up and take Wuyun to the forbidden land, there is a great array of protectors in the forbidden land"

Ye Wushen's eyes were quick, and as soon as his sleeve robe was stretched, a cyan umbrella appeared in front of Tang Wuyun, blocking the hundreds of swords that Wen Qingye swung out.

Titicaca!

The sword struck on the green umbrella, and countless dense sword marks appeared on the green umbrella.

"What a powerful Zhuxian Sword!"

Ye Wushen didn't expect that as soon as his natal magic weapon touched the Zhu Immortal Sword, he was immediately hit hard, and he couldn't help but feel distressed, and then he was amazed at the skill of the Zhu Immortal Sword in Wen Qingye's hand.

At this time, Tang Gu took advantage of the night godlessness to block Wen Qingye's time, and pulled Tang Wuyun, who had fallen to the ground, to run towards the forbidden land of the Night Clan.

At the same time, the countless Night Clan masters around them spread out into the distance, fearing that they would be injured by the aftermath of the battle between the four people in front of them.

Wen Qingye said expressionlessly: "It seems that you Night Clan have to keep him today."

Ye Wushen snorted coldly and said, "He is the hope of my Night Clan"

"If your Night Clan is ruled by such a person, sooner or later you will be exterminated, then I will do a good thing for your Night Clan today."

After speaking, Wen Qingye's palm turned, and with a sound of the Immortal Sword, he rushed out like an angry dragon.

"I'd like to see what you do, junior."

Guangheng Old Ancestor saw Wen Qingye coming, he couldn't hold back any longer, and immediately his body was vertical, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, a huge black leather bag appeared in his palm.

"Qiankun bag!

Whew!

In an instant, the wind raged between heaven and earth, and the black tornado storm converged one by one, and finally turned into a huge tornado storm of tens of thousands of feet, looking from afar, it looked like a soaring black dragon.

Wen Qingye saw the tornado storm coming, and the purple-gold light was reflected in the black pupils, with him as the center, emitting a fierce and sharp aura.

"Supreme Sword Sutra!"

A sword slashed away, as if the sky was split by the sword, revealing a trace of a strange gap, and then countless dazzling sword rays suddenly appeared in the gap, and the dazzling sword seemed to be able to pierce everyone's eyes, and everyone closed their eyes one after another, not daring to look directly.

In the next moment, the dazzling sword disappeared as if it had never appeared.

Guangheng Ancestor didn't know what was happening, but his heart subconsciously retreated into the distance.

In the next moment, the violent black tornado seemed to have been cut off by something, and the black leather bag above the sky was also cut off by a sharp sword.

Guangheng Ancestor only felt like a man's back, cold sweat flowed, and a cold cold air rushed straight to his mind, as if from the hot summer to the cold winter solstice in an instant.

If he hadn't retreated to the rear with his old experience, his head would have been cut in half like that bag.

"Oh my God! What kind of swordsmanship is this? I can't see with my eyes, I can't check my thoughts, I can't find a trace, I can't hide from anywhere, it's terrible, this swordsmanship is really terrible."

Huanglong Dao people also opened their mouths wide, with a hint of shock in their eyes, Wen Qingye's swordsmanship was really terrifying.

Ye Wushen gasped and said, "This swordsmanship is simply unheard of, unheard of, no wonder it is rumored that Wen Qingye can fight against the swordsmanship of the Moon Palace Master Yi Senior"

Among the present, the three of them felt the supreme sword scripture the most, and naturally understood the hardships involved.

"There are many geniuses in this world, but there are very few truly strong people"

Wen Qingye glanced at Guangheng Ancestor, and said lightly: "The strong are made of loneliness and loneliness, and there is nothing wonderful and happy in this process."

No one knows that Wen Qingye has come over the years.

It is true that he has the fusion of the memories of the Immortal Immortal, but his cultivation and penance day after day are processes that no one can experience.

The so-called real strong man may not necessarily abandon the seven emotions and six desires, but it must be boring.

No one knew that Wen Qingye had been stroking the Zhuxian Sword in his hand for countless nights, meditating on the mystery of the Great Dao, drawing his sword again and again, and taking out the sword.

This is what swordsmanship is today.

"When the old man was doing penance, you didn't know where it was?"

At this time, a clear drink suddenly appeared, and Wen Qingye couldn't help but take advantage of the situation.

Bang! Bang!

I saw the footsteps of the Huanglong Daoist stepping on the sky, and suddenly the true qi between heaven and earth was pressed by a powerful force, making a terrifying and terrifying sound of qi explosion.

The eyes of the Huanglong Dao people showed the ultimate battle intent, how could the Huanglong Dao people not be like this back then? In Wen Qingye's body, he saw the shadow of the past.

No, this young man is more confident, more dazzling, and heavier than his younger self.

However, today's era does not belong to him, this belongs to me, Huanglongdao people.

Rumble!

Thinking of this, the Huanglong Daoist immediately urged the arm in his hand, and the majestic true qi continued to pour into it.

"Yellow Dragon Nine Absolute Palms! Extinction Ten Directions!"

I saw that the arm of the Yellow Dragon Daoist slammed forward, and a huge dragon claw between heaven and earth crushed down from the faint clouds with the power of tearing everything.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth in front of him collapsed, and the mountains and rivers broke!

"Ten Directions Miracle Moves!

Wen Qingye slashed the Immortal Sword in his hand, and countless world-destroying thunderbolts seemed to emerge from the sky, and the power of the thunder emerged, and the common people became smaller.

In the sword is thunder and lightning!

Thunder and lightning are swords!

Rumble!

The sword and the dragon claw collided mercilessly, and a loud bang reverberated between heaven and earth, and everyone felt that their eardrums were shattered.

I saw that the dragon claws were directly torn apart by the fierce thunder and lightning sword, and then spread out to both sides, turning into rolling true qi.

Everyone watched Wen Qingye's extreme attacks again and again, and they collided with each other, and with this level of attack, some of the Immortal Monarch monks who were attracted were all pale, and their hearts were shocked.

The Huanglong Daoist floated out directly, and Wen Qingye also retreated a few steps or so at the same time.

"Take this kid!"

Guangheng Ancestor's eyes flashed, and he took the first step, and the sound of murder reached the heavens and the earth, and the silent air flow quickly swept along his palm.

The majestic true qi was like a tsunami from a mountain, surging from all directions, causing the heavens and the earth to tremble.

"Eternal Spirit Fist Method!"

Above the sky, countless true qi gathered up, as if forming a white plane, and a huge fist mark suddenly fell from the white plane, like a mountain and a mountain crushing towards Wen Qingye.

Under that huge fist print, Wen Qingye's body looked extremely small.

Everyone looked intently at Wen Qingye below, and a sense of heavy tension instantly filled this piece of the world.

"Nightshade Decide!"

Ye Wushen drained the true qi in the kingdom of God, and was already planning to make a desperate bet, countless black shadows appeared in the sky, and these black shadows danced in the air, as if it was an extremely advanced martial art, and in the end, all the shadows were gathered together.

Wen Qingye suddenly felt an extremely dangerous feeling coming from his surroundings, knowing that Ye Wushen and Guangheng Ancestor were going to join forces to besiege him, he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart, he took a deep breath, and the true qi in his whole body frantically poured into the Zhuxian Sword.

"Supreme Sword Sutra!

Boom! Boom!

Everyone's eyes reflected the turbulent waves, and they immediately retreated quickly to the rear, so as not to be affected by the violent true qi.

At this point in this battle, everyone retreated again and again.

Guangheng Ancestor and Ye Wushen both felt that their bodies had been hit by a heavy hammer, and their faces were paler than pieces of paper, and they floated out directly.

Wen Qingye carried his sword and ran in the direction of the Night Clan's forbidden land.

"It's not good, Wen Qingye went to Wuyun to kill"

Ye Wushen saw Wen Qingye's back, and his heart was cold, he really didn't understand that Tang Wuyun just joined forces with other disciples of Abbot Mountain to kill a woman, why did Wen Qingye make such a big move?

Could it be because he used to be a disciple of the Holy Land of Kendo, and that female disciple knew him?

He really didn't understand.

When everyone in the Night Clan saw this, the cold air rushed from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, because no one in front of Wen Qingye could stop him.

One body slashed 30,000 miles, and one sword once blocked millions of divisions!

Wen Qingye stepped on his feet, looking at the hard and indestructible battle of the Protector in front of him, and waved the Immortal Sword in his hand.

Whoa!

The Zhuxian Sword erupted with the brightest brilliance ever, and then stabbed towards the Protector War.

Buzz! Buzz!

The tip of the sword of the Zhuxian Sword pierced the Great Protector Array, and suddenly ripples like water waves appeared, spreading out towards the surroundings.

But the Protector Array was motionless.

"Hahahaha!"

Tang Gu stood in the Great Array of Protectors and saw this scene, and laughed and said, "With my Night Clan Protector Array, Wen Qingye, you still want to kill people?"

Their Great Clan Protection Array, even if the Immortal Emperor came in person, it could not be broken in one or two days, let alone Wen Qingye?

Tang Wuyun was also relieved when he saw this.

Wen Qingye's eyes flashed with coldness, and the Immortal Sword in his hand continued to stab towards the Protector Array below.

Tang Gu looked at Wen Qingye playfully, and said, "Wen Qingye, don't do useless work, you can't break the great array of my Night Clan's Protector Clan."

"Then I'll show you today"

Wen Qingye snorted coldly, and with a turn of the Zhuxian Sword in his hand, a crack suddenly appeared in the Night Clan's Protector Array, and it was this crack, and a sword light poured in.

Could it be that Wen Qingye wants to kill me?

Tang Gu is face immediately changed, and he hurriedly retreated into the distance.

Poof!

The faint sword slashed directly and cut off Tang Wuyun's head.

Tang Wuyun was just a Great Luo Golden Immortal cultivator, just a trace of the sword, and it was not something he could resist.

Whoa!

Tang Wuyun's head rolled on the ground, and his expression didn't change much.

And Tang Gu's face was extremely difficult to see, if he wasn't afraid, with his cultivation as a Shangqing Immortal Monarch, it was enough to block Wen Qingye's 'sneaking' sword rays.

But he was afraid.

(End of chapter)