"It's finally here, and it's a good thing to have a substitute. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Ye Feng looked at the Sword Pavilion in front of him and sighed, and then pulled the clothes from Xiaohu's head and draped them.

This little flower tiger also stared at the Sword Pavilion with his eyes shining, after all, it was not the first time he came, and he knew what was inside.

Ye Feng didn't rush in, but looked carefully at the Sword Pavilion in front of him, this place was already on the top of the Sword Peak, there was nowhere to go up, and the white clouds were a few feet above his head, as if he could touch it with his hand.

The Sword Pavilion has nine layers, and there is no trace of time left on it, the purple light shines, Ye Feng knows that this is made of Xuanshi, Xuanshi was born in a place where the Xuanshi is full of Xuanjian between heaven and earth, and can be used for cultivation, Luo Qianren told him before, and what surprised him even more was that the entire Sword Pavilion seemed to be made of a whole piece of Xuanshi, if this was the case, this stroke was too big, the purple Xuanshi was of the highest grade, second only to the golden Xuanshi, such a large Xuanshi was a real priceless treasure.

There are two couplets on this Sword Pavilion, but unfortunately Ye Feng can't understand it, even the two words of the Sword Pavilion in the middle are different from the current text, and it has been a long time since I thought about it.

"Let's see what's inside," Ye Feng walked over, and then pushed open the door of the Sword Pavilion, and what greeted him was a room full of swords, except that the sword was still a sword, and the Xuan Power in the Sword Pavilion was more abundant than outside, what made him curious was that these swords did not exude sword intent for some reason.

Before he could go in, the little tiger pounced on it, and saw the little tiger pick up a sword and gnaw on the ground.

Ye Feng was dumbfounded, he didn't expect that this seemingly harmless little tiger was really so fierce, the sword above the sword peak was definitely not ordinary, but it was still bitten off, and it was still easy.

Ye Feng stepped in, and as he expected, the Xuan Power was very strong, and he found that the swords in this pavilion were all heavy swords, which made him very curious, and there were two words on the wall, although they were different from the current words, but they were still barely recognizable, "Nanjian." ”

"The southern sword should be the same vein as the heavy sword, what is the current world divided into north and south, it would be good for someone to insist on cultivating the sword. Ye Feng said bitterly.

This layer of swords, Ye Feng roughly estimated, there are at least a few thousand, among which there are many real divine soldiers, but they are not attractive to him, he already has three thousand swords, no matter how greedy he is, it is too much, not to mention that the heavy sword is not suitable for him.

"Hey, what is this?" Ye Feng saw a futon on the ground and wondered, a sword-shaped futon with the appearance of a sword on it.

"Woohoo!" Ye Feng's hand just put on the futon, the little tiger was like a fried, the tiger hair was like a needle, and the roots stood upside down, "Woo" The little tiger seemed to be warning Ye Feng that this thing couldn't move.

"What are you afraid of, I don't believe it yet, what can pop up here, you come first. Ye Feng looked at Xiaohu, and he thought that if he encountered any bad situation, he could still ride this tiger and run faster.

However, this little tiger didn't dare to come over, for fear that Ye Feng would move the futon, but he didn't move, and he let out a low roar from time to time.

"Come here. Ye Feng walked over, took off his clothes again, put it on Xiaohu's head, and pulled Xiaohu over.

"The clothes the old man gave me are really amazing. Ye Feng was a little apprehensive in his heart, he couldn't get rid of the abnormality of this little tiger, but this tiger didn't run out, so he felt that he could give it a try.

"Come on. He emboldened himself, and gently removed the futon.

"This madman. It is estimated that this is Xiaohu's thoughts.

"Nothing, let's repair the sword, I don't know what you're afraid of. As soon as Ye Feng's words fell, there was a "bang", and the sound of something turning sounded.

Ye Feng hurriedly jumped on the back of the tiger and shouted, "Run." But it didn't work, and the place where he stood disappeared out of thin air the moment the sound of the voice sounded.

"Will you fall to your death?" This is the only thought in Ye Feng's heart now, he is now riding on the back of the little tiger, falling down, and it is so dark that he can't see anything.

"Woo!" cries of resentment.

"What?" Xin Yu felt the movement above the Sword Peak, and only then did he remember that he seemed to have forgotten to tell Ye Feng something very important.

"The futon in the Sword Pavilion can't move, and it has been moving for nine lives. This is the last sentence that Xinyu's master explained to him, the futon can't be moved, but he didn't expect Ye Feng to move, he didn't know what would happen if he moved the futon, but nine deaths and one life have already explained, and the consequences are very serious.

Xin Yu put down the firewood in his hand, spread his legs and ran towards the Sword Pavilion on the top of the Sword Peak, he felt that Ye Feng had already moved the futon, otherwise there would be no such big movement.

In the Tianxin Pavilion, the sect master should sit in the sky, and an old man sat opposite him, with a childish face, not looking old at all, and a strange bird standing on his shoulder.

"Shuntian, this is the will of heaven, the matter of Sword Peak, even if you are the sect master, you can't mess around, there are countless disciples of Qingyun, why should two waste people occupy this land with abundant mystical power? ”

There were only eight people who dared to call the sect master's name directly in the Qingyun Sect, and this old man was one of the eight people.

Ying Shuntian was silent and looked towards Jian Feng, this gaze seemed to be able to see through all the vanity.

"It's a pity, you can't go to that place, Shun Tian, don't forget, there are still a few old men staring at you above you, it's not okay to act recklessly, everything is for the sake of Qingyun Sect, which is what you, the sect master, should do. The old man continued.

"This is the final result of the joint deliberation of the seven Supreme Elders?" Ying Shuntian retracted his gaze and asked lightly.

"No, it's not for us to discuss, everything we are thinking about is for the sake of the Qingyun Sect, the huge Sword Peak, what is the reason to abandon it? The Qingyun Sect is not so wealthy, no matter what, you need to give us an explanation. The old man slowly left, "You are the Qingyun Sect Master, but this is not a reason. ”

Ying Shuntian took a sip of tea, as if he was pondering something, this old man was obviously here to put pressure on him, the pressure given to him by the highest level of Qingyun, the old man never mentioned the matter of Yuan Cen, and just said this sword peak, which also seemed unreasonable.

"It's really old and confused. Ying Shuntian has been in Qingyun for almost his whole life, and he knows what these people are thinking.

There are more and more flashing points of light on the mountains and rivers, which means that there are more and more people in this Qingyun Road, these are geniuses killed in various places in Fengzhou, and the geniuses of Fengzhou are all in the clouds.

In the City Lord's Mansion in the East Leaving the City, Yeyun smiled happily because he had received two letters, one from the Tianyun Imperial Palace, and the other from someone sent by the Qingyun Sect.

"Big brother, this is a great event, all four of them are in the Qingyun Inner Sect, this is a good thing that has not been done in decades, Zhan'er, this child is really worthy of being the son of the eldest brother, this sword cultivation has actually completed the whole Qingyun Road, it is said that it is the first in the Qingyun Sect for a thousand years, fortunately, I left the city and walked out. "It's Yeqing who speaks.

"Haha, the reward given by Qingyun Sect this time is amazing, a few Xuanshi, and a few Xuandan, there is a Xuandan in it, it is funny to say, this is still the blessing of the sword cultivation, it seems that I have the hope of breaking through the Venerable Realm, and the heavens have eyes." While Yeyun was happy, he continued: "Now you go and post this happy event, and give five taels of silver to everyone in the city." ”

"Yes. Ye Qing was about to leave, and Ye Yun threw a small bag of things over, "You can take these few Soul Realm Xuandan to cultivate." ”

"Thank you, big brother. ”

They couldn't have imagined that the Sword Cultivator would complete the whole journey of Qingyun Road, and while Yeyun was happy, he was also glad that he had made the choice he had made before, and he had not killed Ye Feng completely.

"Finally able to get to the end," Ye Feng sighed, he thought it was a bottomless pit, he didn't know how long it had been falling, but he hadn't reached the end, but at this time, he could see a bright light coming from below, and he must be able to reach the bottom immediately.

"Foolish, get ready to land. Ye Feng shouted, I don't know how the goddess will feel if she knows, the tiger she raised is now not only ridden, but also taught by others.

"Whew. Xiaohu roared again, "bang" sounded heavily, one person and one tiger landed steadily, and the force of the fall was not small.

Ye Feng jumped down and found that the little tiger's claws were oozing blood, and he was a little unhappy in his heart.

"Dongli Ancestor can't help it. Ye Feng's heart moved, and a sword flew out of his finger and landed in front of Xiaohu.

Xiaohu immediately gnawed on, just like before in the Sword Pavilion, biting it off, and then slowly swallowing it, "Whew!" At this time, Xiaohu actually showed an excited look, as if this sword tasted better than the sword in the Sword Pavilion.

But Ye Feng had a heartache on his face, and he didn't want to look at it anymore, and at the same time he looked carefully at the place where he was, this seemed to be a cave, and it was a little dark, and the air was filled with blood, looking up, in addition to darkness or darkness, where could he still see the Sword Pavilion.

Ye Feng was not in a hurry to go out, he was waiting for Xiaohu to finish eating the sword before going out.

"The inside of Sword Peak? It's not right, let's go, it's almost. Ye Feng jumped on the back of the tiger, picked up the clothes that fell to the ground, and slowly walked out of the cave.

The further out, the stronger the bloody breath became, Ye Feng couldn't help frowning, this was even stronger than the bloody aura in the city that day, and there was a trace of rotten smell in the air, which made him a little unbearable.

Ye Feng never thought that the small futon turned out to be a trap, and now he brought him to this unknown place, without thinking too much, this is definitely not a good place.

In an instant, a man and a tiger finally walked out, Ye Feng looked at it, there was a dead tree in front of him, and there was a boulder in front of him, and there were three words written on the boulder, the words were blood red, as if they were written in blood, and the three words were, "Ten Thousand Demon Cave." ”