A sword groan sounded without warning, and a sword that seemed to come from the blue sky fell straight down without the slightest sloppiness, and it was clean and neat! There was a crisp sound of "dang", and then the fire splashed, and Yan Moye also escaped into the surrounding fog and disappeared. Wei Xun looked at the sword in his hand that seemed to have been gnawed by a fierce beast, and cold hair suddenly rose from Wei Xun's back and neck. Mighty swept his sword, but found that there was no one.

Before Weixun turned around, he only felt a pain in his waist, and when he looked down, blood was dripping from his torn clothes. Weixun only felt that his legs were numb, and he hurriedly turned over and rolled to the side, only to see that the two calves were already blurred with flesh and blood, and he could almost see the looming white bones.

"Mighty! On the rostrum, Wei Youming shouted anxiously, throwing out a cyan pill, Wei Xun's eyes lit up, and he stuffed it into his mouth when he caught it.

"Third brother, this is not in accordance with the rules!" De Bu shouted angrily, "You have been reminding Wei Xun all the time, and now you have to give him Qingshan Dan!

"Qingshan Pill!" There was an uproar in the audience, it was a healing medicine that could build muscles and heal bones! Since the Great Elder had retreated three years ago, there were only thirty pieces left in the entire Qingyun Mountain!, "This Wei has such a luxury?" Yao Yi couldn't help but frown.

Wei Youming on the stage snorted and said coldly: "The eldest brother and the second brother are not here, I have the final say here!" and then added, "The rules are dead, and people are alive!"

"Oh?" A faint voice sounded in the ring again, and a cloud of smoke suddenly appeared in front of Weixun, and a pair of hands as white as jade gently stretched out and pulled away the smoke, and then a handsome face like a woman appeared, it was Yan Moye!, "So, can I kill him?" Yan Moye picked up the long sword in his hand, tilted his head, and looked at Weixun strangely.

"Oh no, the boss is angry. Xiao Yi's body shook and said tremblingly.

Wei Xun, who had just eaten Qingshan Dan, suddenly roared, and all the scars on his body closed in one breath, and the muscles on his thighs agitated, lifted up, and flattened, leaving only shallow pink scars. "Such a strong elixir!" Wen Jing was shocked. I saw Wei Xun leap into the air with a churn, and use the "Mighty Quartet", a sword flower that was even more beaten than last time suddenly dispersed.

"That's all you have. Yan Moye said lightly, raised the long sword and lightly touched the "petals" that came to his face, and with a "boom", the entire sword flower suddenly burst open.

"How is this possible!" Wei Xun looked at the gradually dissipating sword flower in horror, holding the sword in his hand at a loss, and retreated again and again, "Don't, don't come here!"

Only then did the people in the audience begin to recall the fairy-like sword just now, and someone tentatively asked: "Hey, the sword that the brother used just now is so familiar." "It's a bit like the third type of Qingyun swordsmanship. ”

"Maybe you're familiar with it. Yan Moye approached Weixun and said loudly: "This sword is the third form of your Qingyun swordsmanship, Qingyun is straight up, but I changed it, that is, Qingyun asked the sky and returned." As he spoke, a wave of aura suddenly erupted on Yan Moye's body.

The crowd in the audience exclaimed, "Seven Grades of Pulse!

"What!" Wei Youming stood up suddenly, "The Seven Grades of the Pulse can beat the Silver Pill!How is it possible!" Wei Youming grabbed his white hair and pulled it desperately, "This is impossible!"

However, De Bujian in the referee area stroked his beard, squinted his eyes and looked at Yan Moye carefully, "I only got my veins at the age of sixteen, but I was able to beat Yindan? ”

Wei Xun looked at the man in front of him with a blue aura, and screamed like crazy: "Knot, hahahahahaha, I was actually beaten to the ground by a knot, how is it possible!" Suddenly took out a red pill from his arms, with a scorpion-like dan pattern on it. "Mighty can't!" Wei Youming suddenly shouted. But Weixun didn't listen to it, tilted his head, and swallowed it directly. When he opened his eyes, his eyes were already blood-red, and every muscle on his body writhed and bulged, and finally his body was even bigger than the original!

"How can sword cultivation be able to shape a body?" looked at him puzzled, "In this world, only the fighting sects of the demon beast clan and the human race are proficient in fists and feet. ”

But De Bu on the stage was stunned for a while, and suddenly shouted: "Weixun, stop me! How can you take the Demon Sect's Berserk Pill!"

Rage Pill?Yan Moye's mind turned, and the notebook given by the elder sounded, recording any pills of the Demon Sect, and he was surprised that he was able to record so much. Attack the lower body! Yan Moye remembered the flaw, leaned over, and the whole person rushed out directly and quickly like an arrow, directly reaching the swollen body of Weixun.

"There is no trace of a blade!" The sword light in Yan Moye's hand suddenly erupted, desperately outputting it in Weixun's legs.

"Ahh Yan Moye frowned, and rolled out of the range of Weixun's hand strike.

Damn, you can't use a golden needle! Deng Aowen once told Yan Moye that the most loss of the people of the Qingyun Sect was the last and most lethal blow in the last and most lethal blow in Yanjia Town, where the elders burned their lives, and after that time, except for the few who survived, all the others were pierced by the golden needle and stabbed to death. If you use it, you may be recognized. Words and deeds warned Yan Moye for the last time.

Wei Xun saw that Yan Moye was not in his hands, he yelled again, and flew over! "Be careful!" De Bu screamed in surprise, and his whole body and mind were devoted to Yan Moye.

Yan Moye didn't dodge it, and was directly shocked by the wave of air that Weixun punched down, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Seven Grades of the Vein, sure enough, this cultivation is still not good. De Buyi sighed regretfully, and was about to rush up to save Yan Moye, "This person can't die like this!"

Yan Moye rolled up, stood up a little farther away, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Is this what you can do, and you have knocked the medicine, and it is enough waste." With that, Yan Moye's index finger and middle finger were together, and he slowly brushed the long sword in his hand. With a "buzz", the long sword glowed with dazzling brilliance as if it had a spiritual intelligence. Suddenly, Yan Moye jumped up and jumped directly into the sky higher than Weixun's body.

A low groan rang out.

"I have set up your tomb with heaven as a prison and earth as a cage!"

"Qingyun asks the sky and returns!"

The clouds and mist in the sky seemed to be torn apart by a pair of big hands at once, rolled into a whirlpool, and Yan Moye was in that whirlpool, like a flying immortal outside the sky, with a huge murderous aura like the blue sky, facing Weixun!

Yan Moye rushed faster and faster, and the whole person seemed to turn into a big sword and flew towards Weixun. Wei Xun's eyes widened, and he suddenly regained consciousness in an instant, his eyes looked at Yan Moye in horror, and he shouted desperately: "Don't kill me! I was wrong!" Wei Youming on the rostrum suddenly jumped and flew towards Yan Moye, shouting in a hoarse throat: "Stop! Killing people is against the rules!"

In the midst of the illusory sword, a cold voice sounded: "Only now to talk about the rules, think about what you have done!"

"Boom!" The whole ring was shattered, and a puff of smoke rolled up on the messy stage, Wei Youming floated in the air in a daze, and suddenly came to his senses, and screamed: "You dog bastard!" The smoke cleared, and the ground was full of flesh and blood, leaving only two eyes that revealed a look of horror on a bloody head, showing how frightened this man was before he died.

"Come out and mix, sooner or later you will have to pay it back. In the center of the ring, a figure flashed, and on that handsome face, several lines of blood belonging to Wei Xun slowly flowed, Yan Moye slowly stood up, and the broken long sword in his hand pointed at Wei You's life. I followed any rules, one, on my own. He pointed to Weixun's almost shattered head, "Two, punish those who break the rules." ”

"I'm from Qingyun Mountain, and I only use the Qingyun Sword! What's the violation?" Yan Moye's eyes were cold, staring at Wei Yousheng.

"You, you!" Wei Youfang was so angry that he was about to explode, staring at Yan Moye with his eyes, "Kill my grandson, don't think about going down the mountain!" I want you to bury my grandson!"

"Can't you go down the mountain?" a cold snort came from behind Wei Youming, Wei Youming turned his head, and saw De Buyi walking over with two old men. "Fifth, sixth, seventh, what are you doing here, get out of here!" It was the Fifth Elder De Bu who took the Sixth Elder Heavenly Destiny Feng and the Seventh Elder Gu Manshi.

"You have violated the rules many times," Heavenly Destiny Feng frowned tightly with a pair of white eyebrows, "The eldest brother and the fourth brother have already said before the retreat, the disciples in the past few years can't have any accidents in the finals, and they have endured you for a long time over the years." Just now we received the news from the retreat that the fourth brother has broken through, and he is waiting for the eldest brother inside, and they asked us to stop you first. The rest will wait until they come out. Saying that, Heavenly Destiny Feng and Gu Manshi took out a set of chains and prepared to put them in Wei Youming's hands.

"If you want to arrest me, you have to get rid of this bastard first!" Wei Youming shouted frantically, "He is just an outer disciple, and he dares to kill an inner disciple!"

"From now on, he is my disciple, why should the inner disciple go down the mountain?" De Bujian looked at him strangely, "Take it away!" Wei Youming was immediately taken up the mountain.

Yan Moye, who had been staying in place in a trance, suddenly spit out blood with a "wow", and fell to the ground unconscious......

When Yan Mo woke up at night, there were auspicious clouds around him, and he was in the jade pendant again?

"You said that you, your body is only seven grades, and you are embarrassed to use so many skills. The familiar shouting and scolding sounded, it was the words and deeds of the ancestors.

Words and deeds gnawed melon seeds, sat leisurely on the Taishi chair, and spit, "If I hadn't used my spiritual power to help you maintain your body, you would have been cold! Yan Moye realized that the body of words and deeds was a little illusory.

"What's going on with my cultivation? Yan Moye asked puzzled.

"How do I know, the good pulse has become a knot, and I want to kill you when I see it. Words and deeds said hatefully, rolled his eyes, and said: "It's okay, it's just that I fell off the steps, and when the time comes, I can just climb up, just enough to re-cultivate, and change to our Yan family's unique Yan family cultivation method." ”

"Yan family's cultivation method, I didn't practice before..." Before the words could be spoken, I saw that Yan Xing's face changed, and he kicked Yan Moye and said, "Someone has moved your body, you go out first, don't let them find out that your soul has shifted." "Let's just send Yan Mo Ye directly.

After a familiar feeling of dizziness, Yan Moye returned to his body, opened his eyes and found that he was in a richly decorated room, and a familiar face next door was looking at him anxiously. Yan Moye squinted his eyes and looked at the old man in front of him, at a loss, "Elder, why am I here?"

De Bugai smiled, took out a set of seemingly extraordinary tea sets from the side, carefully brewed a cup of tea, and handed it over. "Thank you. Yan Moye took it, and when he was about to drink it, De Bujian coughed and stretched out his hand.

Yan Mo was stunned at night, and he obeyed and handed it over, "Okay." De Bujie took a sip of beauty, "Now you are my personal disciple." ”

"Huh?" Yan Moye was stunned, "When did I become your disciple?"

De Bu Yi smiled and took another sip of tea, "It's the apprentice tea you just gave me." ”

Yan Moye was completely petrified, and he sold himself in a daze?

"Alright," De Bujian waved his hand, "Your friends are still waiting outside, but this time I'm going to let your two friends in the upper part of the mountainside." Go, go, go. With that, he picked up the teapot and went out.

"Boss, are you okay?" Yao Yi broke in first, and felt strange when he saw Yan Moye who was stunned, "What's wrong, what did the old man do to you?"

Yan Moye's head twisted around like a machine without engine oil, and made a smile that was more ugly than crying, "Oh yes, didn't I say I wanted to leave here?"

"That's right. Yao Yi looked at the boss in front of him strangely, and he didn't know what he was talking about here.

"And then now, tied to the Qingyun Sect, I can't get out of it. Yan Moye smiled weakly. "I also became a disciple of an elder. Yao Yi looked at him helplessly, patted him on the shoulder and sat down beside him.

"Midnight!" The door was suddenly pushed open, and Wen Jing ran in anxiously, just about to say something, when she saw the position of Yan Moye and Yao Yi, she said, "Sorry to disturb, you continue!" Hurriedly ran out.

"Alas, wait, we're not ......" Wen Jing ran farther and farther, and the two shouted helplessly in the room.

"It's noisy, don't you think I'm in the middle of the city? De Bu Mo muttered and walked in, threw out a long sword casually, and said to Yan Moye: "Seeing that you can't even use a weapon, I'll just find something for you to play with first, and then return it to me when I find it." After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Hey, Elder, no, master, where are you going?" Yan Moye caught the long sword and asked anxiously, this master who didn't know how to teach anything?

"Lao Tzu went to drink, this apprentice tea is hard to drink, Lao Qi that guy also said that tea can be healthy, I bah. De Buchang swaggered out.

"You, the master, have a personality. Yao Yi complained, looked down at the long sword in Yan Moye's hand, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Isn't this the red blood that the four elders used back then!"