The eyes can't see the Yunbian Sword clearly, but a trace of mist on the tail of the sword is obvious, it is naturally not difficult to find its location, this small sword that is not much longer than a finger contains most of the spiritual energy of a god-level powerhouse, you can imagine how terrifying it is. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Originally, I thought that Huo Bailing could easily stop the slow-moving Yunbian Sword, but who would have thought that it would inexplicably pass through the Fire Bailing interception and shoot towards itself.

Changing to an ordinary war master, she has long been at a loss and inexplicable, having a good grandfather is amazing, in an instant, Ling Caiyi thought of several possibilities, no matter which one she can deal with, it is not something she can deal with now.

It can even be said that the moment this Yunbian Sword erupted from the mouth of the Yunbian Holy Lord, Ling Caiyi had already lost, and he had lost completely.

Biting his lower lip, Ling Caiyi's eyes were full of reluctance, it was useless to escape now, this kind of spiritual sword that looked very slow, but actually had supreme power, with the rules of heaven and earth, could no longer be regarded as spiritual energy or spiritual martial arts, it was already extremely close to the realm of the realm.

She had felt it when she tried to reach out to her grandfather before, and her grandfather reached out to hit her in the face, which looked slow, but no matter how she dodged, the result was the same, and grandpa's hand would gently caress her face, without exception. From when she was just a war spirit to now becoming a war master, this kind of competition, the process and result are exactly the same.

Listening to grandpa, this is the prelude to mastering the rules and opening the realm, if you can't understand what the realm is, no matter how strong you are, the result will be the same.

Ling Caiyi's talent is excellent, with the careful guidance of his grandfather, coupled with countless resources, he has already reached the peak of the battle division before he is twenty years old, which is unimaginable among the three major forces. But a war master is a war master, and even a god master is far behind, let alone a comprehension of the rules.

Of course, when facing the Yunbian Sword, Ling Caiyi could not only wait for death, this kind of treasure like Huo Bailing is not something that anyone can get, for the sake of Huo Bailing, Grandpa was distressed for a long time.

Self-detonation fire lark, can completely break this kind of rule, listen to grandpa said, fire lark itself is a kind of world rule.

intercepted three times in a row, and the result was really no different, and the little sword could always inexplicably pass the fire lark and continue to move forward.

It's a long story, in fact, the Yunbian Holy Lord was standing at the bow of the ship, and Ling Caiyi was standing in front of the cabin door in the center of the ship, the distance between the two sides was less than twenty meters away, and no matter how slow the Yunbian Sword in flight was, it was still in the blink of an eye.

"I'm fighting you? You're dead. It's dead. Ling Caiyi's eyes were red, although she would not die this time, but the fire was finished, even if there was a trace of fire left in the end, if she wanted to recover as before, there would be no ten or twenty years, so she didn't have to think about it.

Just as Ling Caiyi endured the pain and was about to blow up the fire lark and use its own rules to break the rules on the Yunbian Sword, his neck was cold, as if something was flying behind him.

The scene that followed made her unable to believe her eyes. In her opinion, the Yunbian Sword, which was almost unbreakable, exploded violently, and the thick energy instantly dispersed, rubbing the water-rich air and burning, and sparks splashed everywhere, one after another, clearly extinguished, and I don't know how many sparks appeared and disappeared in an instant.

'Whew......'

The Holy Lord of the Cloud Side let out a strange scream, his body surged upward, like a rocket, and in the blink of an eye, he had already flown dozens of meters high, and at the same time, he had a big mouth and flew out three Cloud Edge Swords in a row, this was his life-saving stunt, a treasure that had taken decades to accumulate.

Compared to the Yunbian Sword that had been dealt with Ling Caiyi before, this Yunbian Sword that had been polished and refined for decades did not have a trace of fireworks, and it looked more ordinary, but it contained unimaginable power.

His old opponent was slightly better than the Cloud Side Holy Lord in his own strength, but he never dared to take the initiative to provoke him, it was precisely because of the Cloud Edge Sword that he secretly hid in his body. It has been more than fifty years since he became a Holy Lord, and even his closest relatives and friends, and even the people next to him, don't know how many cloud-side swords he has refined.

At this time, he used the Cloud Edge Sword while escaping, and there were as many as three at a time, and the Cloud Side Holy Lord at this time was not only greatly frightened, but at the same time, his heart was like a knife, these were three Cloud Edge Swords.

Others didn't know, but he knew that it would take ten years to polish and refine a Yunbian sword that could kill a warrior of the level of his old opponent.

For ten years, I have been cultivating martial arts every day, and I have to take care of Yunbian City and Yunbian Port, educate my children, develop my own strength, and take time to polish my Yunbian sword.

'Puff puff puff ......' three soft sounds, three in the eyes of the Holy Lord on the cloud side, the treasure that can try to slaughter the gods, still can't block the thing that makes him creepy, burst one after another, in the sky, countless sparks flashed, and a large amount of energy exploded instantly, causing the river to be turbulent and the waves to surge.

The fifty-meter-long giant boat, in the waves, up and down, waves of river water hit the bow of the boat, and the captain led people desperately trying to stabilize the hull.

At this time, the Holy Lord of the Cloud Side flew extremely fast, and ordinary people could no longer keep up with his figure with the naked eye, and the speed was so fast that it left more than a dozen afterimages in the air, making it impossible to tell which one was his body.

Ling Caiyi, who was also surprised, looked at the familiar scene and immediately reacted. With a pout, this guy looks like he has touched the edge of the rules, but in fact, strength is what it is.

With a joy in his heart, he was too lazy to look at the life or death of the man, turned around and rushed into the cabin, looked at it fixedly, and was dumbfounded, Du Qian was still the same, like a goose, sitting at the table. He handed him a piece of fruit, took it and ate it, and it seemed to be a little better, but it didn't change much.

Thinking back to the powerful spirit beast that died in front of her before, Ling Caiyi knew that he had made a move just now, and only a strong man like him could strike at will and make that godbreaker jump. In the eyes of the truly powerful, only the domain is fundamental, and the rules are only a small part of the domain.

"Hey, are you alright?"

"Boss, what do you say?"

"Big brother, it's up to you whether you can go back or not, don't you do this, okay? Even if you slap me, it's better than now?"

'Slap' slapped Ling Caiyi's face, the pink face instantly swollen to the old high, Ling Caiyi screamed, sat on the ground, and looked at Du Qian in surprise.

I really slapped myself in the face, it seems that there is still salvation, although the face hurts, the heart is hot, there is hope if there is a reaction, this ghost place, who loves to stay and who stays, anyway, the old lady wants to avoid the valley of difficulty, and she will not sneak out to play in the future, the outside world is too dangerous, or take me back to the mainland.

But when I looked up, my heart sank again, and when it was over, this guy still looked dumbfounded, and his eyes were foggy, as if he had lost his soul.

"Give me a fruit. ”

No response.

"Throw me the first fruit in front of you. ”

There was a crisp snap, a fruit shattered on his forehead, and the juice ran down his face, blurring his left eye.

Hell, I said the wrong thing, this guy is really throwing it.

"Big brother, can you stand up?" Ling Caiyi cautiously tested, this time the effect was surprisingly good, and the eye-pleasing strong man stood up obediently, and then remained dumbfounded.

wiped a handful of juice on his face, didn't care about the swollen old face, walked up to Du Qian, pointed at his nose and shouted: "You little rabbit, if you don't obey, I'll slap you......

There was another crisp sound, and the intact pink face on the other side was also swollen.

endured the pain, and after dozens of experiments, plus a head full of bags, and a body of injuries, I finally figured out a little.

The pleasing eye powerhouse should not have completely lost his divine soul, but in his own world, he is fighting with something to fight for control of the divine soul, which does not affect his own actions, not even his cultivation, but a pure soul level battle.

Then there is his instinctive reaction, which stems in part from his past life experiences and habits. When he scolds him, he will be angry, if he comes to say a word at this time, he will give you a slap, Ling Caiyi will definitely be beaten, and his means are extremely high, no worse than his own old man, there is no way to hide at all, as long as he raises his hand, he will definitely be able to hit.

If he speaks a little better and speaks politely, it seems that his body will also feel comfortable, and at this time, what you ask him to do, at least half the chance will be successful, and he will not be so angry that he will not reach out and beat her.

Too attentive, Ling Caiyi didn't notice at all, from the moment she entered the cabin, Liang Xiaowu and Nantai Qingye outside had already regained control of their bodies, walked quickly to the side of the cabin door, stretched out their hands to knock on the door, but was stopped by Nantai, shaking their heads slightly.

With a bang, the Cloud Edge Holy Lord, who was fleeing for his life in the sky, still couldn't escape completely in the end, and five refining Cloud Edge Swords shot out in a row, but they only blocked most of the power of that thing, and the last blow was already much weaker, but it still made half of his body vaporize and disappear.

I don't know what kind of means the opponent uses, invisible, silent, but terrifying, so powerful that he can't imagine.

A trace of sorrow rose in his heart, is this the nobleman's method? Originally, he thought that with the Yunbian Sword he had studied, he would be able to have the strength to fight with the Divine Lord if he was given another hundred years. Now it seems that I am thinking too much.

The frog at the bottom of the well, looking at the god with his own eyes, does not know how he died.

I have to say that the strength of the Holy Lord of Yunbian is extremely strong, not to mention the seventy-two cities of the Four Kingdoms, and if the range is magnified tenfold, the Holy Lord who can be compared to it is also a handful.

If it weren't for the fact that there was an old opponent with the same strength as him, coupled with the fact that he was low-key and wanted to give himself more time to prepare, his reputation would be a hundred times higher than now, and his old opponent would be eighty percent sure of killing him.

But in front of this faceless nobleman, what is he? Is he a lamb to the slaughter? He can feel that people are just striking at will, whether they are dead or alive, it all depends on their own ability and luck.