Chapter 745: Qingyun Fangxue

As soon as they entered Qingyun Peak, everyone felt a tense atmosphere.

As soon as everyone landed on Qingyun Peak, they saw dozens of figures flying over from all directions, and countless sword qi cold rays came to kill everyone in an instant.

"Don't, that's Dingbei Hou!"

At this moment, an exclamation was heard from the crowd.

However, it was too late for them to recruit at this moment, because the fierce sword qi had already killed everyone.

Without Yan Yin and them, the body of the fire god skyrocketed instantly, and then he used his wings to protect everyone in it.

The sharp sword qi slammed into the Vulcan's wings, only causing it to scatter some feathers slightly, and did not cause it any substantial damage.

After the Vulcan regained his petite form, everyone looked to the opposite side.

Seeing that Lin Shaoyang was falling from the sky with more than ten Qingyun Peak disciples and came to Yan Yin, Lin Shaoyang said apologetically, "I don't know if it's you, we thought it was a disciple of the Western Xinjiang factions, so we struck with a sword." ”

Nodding, Yan Yin said, "It's okay, we understand." ”

Xia Hanqing stepped forward and said, "What about the master?"

"Back to Uncle Hanqing's words, the head of the sect is in retreat and cultivating. Lin Shaoyang said: "Now all the affairs on Qingyun Peak are handled by the second elder. ”

After a pause, Lin Shaoyang said with a gloomy expression, "My master went wrong when he broke through to the Spirit Saint Realm, causing the true qi in his body to run wild, and the dantian self-destructed and died. ”

Lin Shaoyang's master is the Great Elder of Qingyun Peak.

This Qingyun Peak Great Elder didn't have a very good impression of Yan Yin before, but since fighting against the alien beast army together in the Thousands of Miles Border City, Yan Yin also knew a little bit about the Qingyun Peak Great Elder.

This person is very protective of his own apprentices, and sometimes he can do a lot of wrong things for his apprentices.

But in the face of major rights and wrongs, he still has a very correct set of judgments, and will not make some unwise moves because of some personal grievances.

At this time, he heard that the Great Elder had died, which made Yan Yin also sigh.

"Senior Uncle Hanqing, how did you get in?" Lin Shaoyang opened his mouth and asked, "At this time, a group of thieves are waiting outside Qingyun Peak, if it weren't for the protection of the Mountain Protection Sword Formation, they would have already invaded. ”

"Those people outside have already been killed by Yan Yin, so we have a chance to come in. "Xia Han Qingdao" Take me to see the second elder, and I will talk to you in detail on the way. ”

He instructed the other disciples to continue patrolling around Qingyun Peak, while Lin Shaoyang led everyone to the Hidden Sword Hall of Qingyun Peak.

On the way, when Lin Shaoyang learned that Yan Yin had become a martial saint, his eyes were full of surprise.

When he learned that every one of these people was in the realm of saints, he was even more shocked.

The Hall of the Hidden Sword.

In the Tibetan Sword Hall, Yan Yin not only met the second elder of Qingyun Peak, but also met the other elders.

"Elders, Senior Uncle Hanqing is back. Entering the Tibetan Sword Hall, Lin Shaoyang arched his hand and said, "There are also Dingbei Marquis and his two ladies. ”

Everyone was originally discussing things, but when they saw Yan Yinxia Hanqing and them coming in, they all got up to greet each other.

After some politeness, everyone invited Yan Yin and them to sit down, and then said, "I don't know why Dingbei Hou came this time?"

Yan Yin said, "I came this time, first, I wanted to discuss the matter of Qingyun Peak with Master Xiao, and I came to take someone to go to Northern Xinjiang with me." ”

The Second Elder of Qingyun Peak muttered, "Master Xiao is cultivating and retreating at this time, in order to break through to the realm of the Fifth Order of the Spirit Saint. As for Dingbei Hou saying that he wanted to pick someone up, I don't know who it is?"

"Fang Xue, the daughter of Nangong Jian, the king of Zhennan, and the disciple of Xiao's master. Yan Yin said, "I don't know if it's okay?"

The second elder of Qingyun Peak and several other elders glanced at each other, then looked at Yan Yin and said, "I'm afraid this won't work, that snowman is still in the sword mound, even if Dingbei Hou wants to pick it up, there is no one to pick it up." ”

Xia Hanqing opened his mouth and said, "It's okay, we can enter the sword mound and pick her up." ”

"Enter the Sword Shrine?" the Second Elder of Qingyun Peak frowned and said, "Hanqing, you should know what the Sword Shrine is, I'm afraid it won't work to do this, right?"

"Nothing can't be done. "Xia Han Qingdao" I am the head of the first line of cultivation, and now that the head of Xiao is in retreat and cultivation, I have the right to temporarily manage the affairs of Qingyun Peak. ”

"This ......" everyone looked at each other, their faces hesitant.

Indeed, although Xia Hanqing didn't care much about Qingyun Peak's affairs, he was the head of Qingyun Peak's cultivation line after all. At this juncture, if he wants to temporarily take charge of Qingyun Peak's affairs, these people really have nothing to say.

"Elders, Senior Uncle Hanqing, he is already a Spirit Saint. Lin Shaoyang on the side said, "Moreover, the Marquis of Dingbei is already a martial saint." ”

"What!" everyone was shocked, and they carefully looked at everyone's strength.

Although they are all elders of Qingyun Peak, their strength is only that of the Spirit King, and from this point of view, there has been a fault line among the masters in Qingyun Peak.

With a sect like Qingyun Peak, there are thousands of disciples in the sect, but there are not many masters.

Except for Xiao Chenzi and Xia Hanqing, there are not many spiritual saints on Qingyun Peak.

What Qingyun Peak relied on was nothing more than the ancient sword in the sword mound. If there is no sword mound, Qingyun Peak will not be able to shock the southern frontier.

"Martial Saint!" Everyone looked at Yan Yin in horror, they knew what it meant to be a Martial Saint.

"Qingchen is a first-order master of the Spirit Saint, and Qing'er is also a Martial Saint. The Fire God flew to Xia Hanqing's shoulder, looked at the elders and said, "You don't want to think about it, if we don't have the strength, will we come to Qingyun Peak?" ”

"Fire God, don't talk nonsense!" Ye Qingchen scolded softly.

looked at Ye Qingchen and Lin Qing'er, although everyone hadn't seen them much, but because of Yan Yin, they knew a little about them.

The two people who listened to it now were a master of the first order of the Spirit Saint, and the other was a Martial Saint, which immediately shocked them.

Everyone glanced at each other, then looked at Yan Yin and said, "This matter allows us to discuss, please Dingbei Hou and the two ladies rest on Qingyun Peak for one night first, and how about giving an answer after we discuss?"

Yan Yin knew that she was in a hurry to do this, so she said, "Well, okay." ”

Under Lin Shaoyang's arrangement, everyone stayed on Qingyun Peak.

It's night.

The nights at Qingunfeng are very cold, and because it is located on a high mountain, the strong wind can sweep through without hindrance.

Before, there was a large array to protect it, but since the Mountain Protection Sword Formation was activated, those formations that protected Qingyun Peak were removed, so that the cold wind could blow in without any hindrance.

In the room, Ye Qingchen was cultivating, while Lin Qing'er was teasing with the Fire God.

"What about the Wind God?" Turning his gaze at the Fire God who was talking to Lin Qing'er, Yan Yin opened his mouth and asked, "It seems that I haven't seen it since I entered Qingyun Peak. ”

The Vulcan said, "I don't know, it ran away as soon as it came in. ”

Inside the sword shrine.

A white-clothed girl is holding a long sword in her hand, constantly dealing with all kinds of long swords attacking her from all directions.

Some of these swords have rusted, some have broken, and some even have only one hilt left.

But even so, each sword will strike an incomparably powerful sword aura, and if you are not careful, you will definitely be injured.

Towards such a sword, it was in all directions, and it kept hitting the woman in white.

Although there are a lot of ancient swords around, the girl seems to be able to deal with it with ease.

I don't know how long the battle lasted, the girl took her long sword, and pointed like a sword and slashed forward.

"Moo......"

With a soft scream, a white shadow appeared in the woman's eyes.

"Huh?" Looking at the white shadow that appeared in front of her, the girl frowned lightly and said, "How can a white horse appear in this sword mound?"

The one who appeared in front of the girl was the god of wind.

Ever since it entered Qingyun Peak, it had discovered the strange place of the Sword Shrine.

The dragon foal is not afraid of any seal, so it can enter and exit the sword mound freely.

At this time, the ancient swords that were originally attacking the girl around them aimed at the wind god, and they looked like ten thousand swords were killing together.

"Stop!" the girl stretched out her hand and shouted softly, "all the swords are back in place!"

I heard the sound of swords, and then I saw that all the ancient swords turned into streamers and sank into the earth.

When I took it to look closely, I saw that there were ancient swords stuck in many mounds of earth around me.

Some have rusted, some have broken, some have completely sunk into the earth, and some have been diagonally inserted into the soil.

At first glance, there is a very lonely and sad feeling.

Sword mound, in addition to the sword, there is only a sword.

Looking at the wind god, the girl frowned and wondered, "Why did you appear here?"

"Moo......" Fengshen cried softly, looking behind the girl.

Turning around, I saw three swords appear behind the girl's back at some point.

One handful has rusted as a whole, and it looks rusty and very ugly.

One was dark black, and there was a lot of rust on the sword, but this one looked very thick and large.

The other is a blood-red broken sword.

Each of these three swords hung silently in the air.

"Disciple Fang Xue, meet the three sword ancestors!" Seeing these three swords, the woman hurriedly bowed her hand.

The woman is Fang Xue.

The skin is as white as snow, and although the beautiful and delicate face is slightly frosty, it is difficult to hide its peerless elegance.

After cultivating in the Sword Shrine for so many years, Fang Xue's strength had reached the second order of the Spirit Saint.

What's even more rare is that she is also a martial saint.

Yes, like Yan Yin, Fang Xue is also a dual cultivation of spiritual martial arts.

She used to be a martial artist with good strength when she was in Southern Academy, and although she later worshiped Qingyun Peak, she still did not leave her martial arts behind.

Bing Xue is as smart as her, not only did she quickly learn all the sword techniques on Qingyun Peak under Mu Yunxuan's guidance, but she also won Mu Yunxuan's inheritance and learned the supreme swordsmanship he taught.

In the sword mound, she used the countless burial swords in the sword mound as her companion every day, practicing hard to learn swordsmanship and swordsmanship, so that her strength improved by leaps and bounds.

However, when she stood in front of these three swords, she looked very nervous.

The three swords let out a trembling roar, and then in an instant, they flashed around the wind god and surrounded it.

Seeing this, the woman hurriedly said, "Three Sword Ancestors, please slow down, since this beast can enter the Sword Shrine without being injured, it can be seen that it is miraculous." Fang Xue is lacking a companion, can you give it to her disciple as a companion?"

The three swords roared in unison, and the three sword qi penetrated through the body and haunted the body of the wind god.

And the wind god obviously knew the power of these three swords, and did not choose to run away, nor did he choose to resist, but stood there quietly, not daring to move.

After the three sword qi entered the wind god's body, they then came out of its body and returned to their own sword bodies.

With another slight tremble, the three long swords turned into three streamers and disappeared, and then disappeared.

Seeing this, Fang Xue breathed a sigh of relief.

Walking to the wind god's side, Fang Xue whispered, "That is the sword of the three ancestors of this sect, and it is the sword ancestor in this sword mound." It's a good thing it's just them coming out, and if another sword comes out, you're in danger. ”

"Moo......"

Fengshen screamed softly, took a step back with some nervousness, and looked behind Fang Xue.

As if thinking of something, Fang Xue hurriedly turned around, only to see a sword flying from afar.

This sword does not have a blade, it only has a hilt.

Even if it's just a hilt, it looks a little rotten.

Although this sword does not have a sword body, it has an invisible sword body composed of sword qi.

When this sword appeared, all the ancient swords inserted in the dirt around Fang Yuan trembled.

The sound of the sword seemed to contain the fear of the courtiers for the monarch.

And the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a little solemn.

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