Feeling the domineering aura exuded by Ye Wenjun, Sikong Zhengqing finally lost his indifference when facing Ye Ruida. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, Sikong Zhengqing seemed to have seen the sword demon in a trance. Although Ye Wenjun is no longer as young as he was then, his breath is deeper than back then, and his pride has not diminished at all.

Back then, Ye Wenjun and Ye Wenyan were two brothers, one outside the main and one inside, the prestige of the Jiuhua League was almost unshakeable, and the Bafang Temple was even more rare to work together, even the Nangong family and the Sikong family, who had long been suspicious, also abandoned their previous suspicions and did not have the slightest infighting.

And then Ye Wenjun didn't know what was crazy, and suddenly left the Jiuhua League and ignored it, he had to pursue the ultimate of the sword, and he was bound to break through the blockade of the Heavenly Sword Continent and go to the legendary heavenly realm, threatening not to reach the transcendent realm and not be born.

It was precisely because of the absence of Ye Wenjun's threat that the Bafang Temple was able to breathe, and at the same time, the internal strife began again, and the Sikong family began to separate from the Nangong family.

It's just that what Sikong Zhengqing didn't expect was that Ye Wenjun, who had been hidden for so many years, appeared again, and directly appeared in the territory of their Bafang Temple. I have to say that the moment Ye Wenjun appeared, Sikong Zhengqing's heart jumped suddenly, but when he found out that Ye Wenjun had not broken through to the transcendent realm, he was slightly relieved in his heart, if Ye Wenjun really did what no one had done for ten thousand years, the Bafang Temple might no longer have the strength to compete with the Jiuhua Alliance.

"Back then, you threatened not to reach the transcendent realm and not be born, but now you have violated the grand wish you made back then so easily?" Sikong Zhengqing stared at Ye Wenjun and said.

Ye Wenjun casually pulled away the hair blocking his eyes, and said with a smile: "I was not sensible back then, but now I am sensible." ”

The corners of Sikong Zhengqing's mouth twitched slightly, Ye Wenjun was already hundreds of years old when he made his oath, so he was also called young and ignorant?

But before he could speak, he heard Ye Wenjun say again: "Besides. I've found a way to break through the transcendent realm, so there's no need to continue to live with myself. ”

As soon as these words came out, Sikong Zhengqing's brows suddenly jumped wildly, and his heart was extremely shocked, has the Ye family found a way to break through the transcendent realm? This is something that no one has done for thousands of years, if Ye Wenjun's words are true. Once someone from the Ye family succeeds, the Heavenly Sword Continent is so big, I'm afraid there will be no place for them to stand on the empty family.

"Hmph, you don't need to use words to criticize me, if you really found a way to break through the transcendent realm, how could you be born now?" Sikong Zhengqing didn't fully believe Ye Wenjun's words.

"Don't believe it. Ye Wenjun said indifferently, but then his voice changed, his eyes locked on Sikong Zhengqing like electricity, and he slowly spoke: "Come this time." I'm not looking for you to catch up with the past! By agreement, you don't think you should meddle in the fights of the juniors, right?"

"Just allow you to come to our Sikong family to make trouble, and we are not allowed to do anything to the people of your Ye family?" Sikong Zhengqing was not afraid, since he had decided to make a move, then he was naturally ready to face the Ye family head-on, of course, what he didn't expect was that the Ye family would come so soon, and it was Ye Wenjun who came.

Ye Wenjun looked up to the sky and laughed when he heard this: "If you have the guts. You can go to the Jiuhua League to find trouble with the Ye family!"

Sikong Zhengqing's breath stagnated, although they had already had the idea of making a move on the Jiuhua League. But before getting rid of the Nangong family and completely integrating the Bafang Temple, they didn't have the guts.

"Don't talk nonsense, Ruida was seriously injured in your hands, I, as an uncle, have to get this one back!" Ye Wenjun stretched out his hand. An ancient long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, as soon as this sword came out, Ye Wenjun's momentum changed suddenly, he had held this sword after countless battles, and he had been recuperating in the Heavenly Sword Mountain for a hundred years. Now it has long been comparable to the Heavenly Rank Middle-grade Treasure Weapon.

"Okay, I also want to see what kind of entry you have made in the past hundred years!" Sikong Zhengqing also took out his weapon, which was a wooden staff with an emerald green body and extremely smooth.

"I haven't fought in a hundred years, so I'll take you today!" Ye Wenjun shouted, his long sword shook, and a sword flower danced in an instant, slashing out from top to bottom.

"Heavenly Wolf Extreme Intention Sword!"

An incomparably fierce sword intent swept out wantonly, as if it was enough to pierce the sky, and under the surge of endless sword qi, it instantly turned into a huge wolf that looked up to the sky and roared, and suddenly attacked Sikong Zhengqing with the momentum of thunder.

"It's a good time!" Sikong Zhengqing was not afraid, the wooden staff in his hand seemed to draw a circle very slowly, and then his right hand shook suddenly, and a green circle of light swallowed towards Ye Wenjun's sword qi.

Feeling the fluctuation of the strength of the two, Ye Ruida, who was pranayama, couldn't help but open his eyes, he could clearly feel that the strength displayed by Sikong Zhengqing at this time was far greater than the strength when he dealt with him before.

If Sikong Zhengqing was still self-reliant when he was against Ye Ruida before, and he didn't go all out, then now against Ye Wenjun, he really doesn't have the slightest strength, and he doesn't dare to stay, Ye Wenjun back then was already extremely difficult to deal with, who knows what kind of point Ye Wenjun, who has been dormant for a hundred years, has reached.

The sky wolf attacked, the aperture devoured, and the two collided together in an instant, if Ye Wenjun's attack was fierce and strong, then Sikong Zhengqing's was soft and tough, and he took the path of overcoming rigidity with softness.

The green aperture continued to fluctuate, like water waves, wanting to completely devour Ye Wenjun's sword qi, while the sky wolf was constantly biting, wanting to completely tear this aperture apart.

"It's a little bit of growth!" Ye Wenjun's eyes flashed with a blazing light, he hadn't fought for a hundred years, he was already unbearable, and he was able to be called a sword demon back then, which shows how warlike he was.

"Do you think your strength has improved?" Sikong Zhengqing sneered.

"Is it?, you're not enough!" Ye Wenjun was full of fighting spirit, and shouted again: "Give me a change!

As soon as these words came out, the fierce sky wolf collapsed instantly, but the endless sword qi did not disappear at all, but spun rapidly, turning into a black and white Taiji diagram in an instant, under the slow rotation of the yin and yang fish, the green aperture dissipated rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, Sikong Zhengqing's face changed slightly, and suddenly increased the output of the yuan force, but it couldn't withstand Ye Wenjun's consumption speed at all, and in less than three breaths, there was a bang, and the aperture was completely shattered!

Immediately after that, the Sword of Life and Death dissipated again, and all the sword light became dark and deep at this moment, giving people a sense of incomparably cold.

"Broken intestines, cut me!" Ye Wenjun suddenly rushed out with a sword, and the whole person turned into a light and shadow and pounced on Sikong Zhengqing.

The three completely different swordsmanship techniques are as simple as the fingers of the arm in Ye Wenjun's hands, unpredictable, and unguardable. A hundred years of accumulation, so that Ye Wenjun's understanding of the way of the sword has already deepened, for him, although these swordsmanship is completely different, but they have the same end, because they are all swords! )