Wei Mocheng's Thousand Tiger Hunting Dragons are already strong to the point of being discolored.

However, the ten thousand swords unleashed by the sword head were even more terrifying, each sword shadow was like a fierce demon, and the sword qi of the thousand tigers was devoured in an instant.

The sword path of the Qin Shangzhang is unfathomable, almost to the realm!

Since Yun Que arrived in the Sword Palace, he has encountered many strong people, and he has even dealt with many dark sword envoys.

If Yun Que is ranked in the order of the strongest strength, the last chapter of the sword head qin is undoubtedly in the first place.

After the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Shadows slashed the Thousand Tigers, they closed together in mid-air, revealing an illusory sword.

This sword body is virtual and real, and it is impossible to tell whether it is a sword shadow or the main body, and the sword qi emitted has an ancient and evil aura, far surpassing the Yinhu sword in Wei Mocheng's hand.

The person who saw this sword shadow was full of depression in his heart, and those who were not strong in mind even wanted to end their lives.

"What kind of sword is that......

Yun Que's eyes flashed with the power of death.

In his special vision, the sword body he saw was completely different from what others saw.

In Yun Que's eyes, the illusory sword body was like a living thing, constantly twisting the sword body, and the sword qi emitted formed a terrifying shadow, like a god and a demon.

It was by no means an ordinary magic weapon, and even Yun Que felt extremely dangerous.

When the illusory sword body appeared, a powerful sword aura erupted, turning into a ray of light and shadow and slashing down.

Wei Mocheng used the Yin Tiger Sword to block it with all his might, and countless pitch-black tiger shadows exploded in front of him.

Even though Wei Mocheng used all his strength to defend, he was still shocked by the attacking sword shadow and the magic weapon flew away, and the sword shadow passed directly through his heart.

not only penetrated the heart, but also cut through the golden pill.

After the sword light, Wei Mocheng spurted out a mouthful of black blood, staring at the slender figure of the hand-held tree demon above his head.

"You—you actually know that I am the Tiger King of Yinshan......

When he was dying, what shocked Wei Mocheng even more was not the strong strength of the sword leader, but the fact that the other party was able to reveal his true identity many years ago.

Yinshan Tiger King, once rampant in the land of the Dan scattered cultivation.

Wei Mocheng occupied Yinshan for many years, occupied several spiritual veins around Yinshan, and subverted two small sects that made a living from Yinshan.

Few people know about this past, but it was broken by the head of the sword.

Thump.

Wei Mocheng's body lost consciousness and fell to the ground, he tilted his head back with the last of his strength, staring viciously in the direction of the sword head.

At the end of his life, Wei Mocheng finally remembered someone.

A man who terrified even he, the Darksword.

"Ten Thousand Swords Crush the City...... It's you, the devil, ......."

The head hung down, and the national teacher died here, and the corpse's eyes were unwilling.

Qin Shangzhang looked at the corpse silently, raised his five fingers and made a slight move, and the illusory sword shadow immediately disappeared into his palm.

With one move, you will kill Wei Mocheng!

Yun Que was shocked when he saw it.

Although Wei Mocheng had been severely injured by the Sword of the Son of Heaven, his dying counterattack was still not to be underestimated, but he was directly killed by the sword head.

Especially the two words of the demon that Wei Mocheng said when he was dying didn't sound like a good title.

Yun Que turned his gaze to the sword head.

Qin Shangzhang's soft face always has a gentle look, giving people the feeling of a sister next door.

However, the half of the big demon body in his hand and the amazing combat power that had just killed the national teacher were indicating the terrifying nature of this woman.

Yun Que's eyelids jumped.

He remembered what Zhou Jingshu said that the sword head once had an unknown past.

I thought it was some difficult cultivation experience, or an unbearable past, but I didn't expect it to be related to the devil.

The head of the sword used to be the adversary?

Yun Que thought wildly in his heart.

Call!

A ball of flame rose from Wei Mocheng's corpse, and soon the corpse was charred and turned into a pile of debris.

The piano chapter is retracted and lifted

With one hand, the flame just now was emitted by her.

What a skilled destroyer of corpses...... Yun Que saw the sword head coming, and the black light in his eyes instantly dispersed.

"The strong ones have a lot of back-hands, so they have to guard against them." The sword head bowed his head lightly, and said in a soft tone: "I was transferred away from the mountain, and I fell for the trick of the wicked woman, and I came back late."

"The head of the sword returned in time to kill the national teacher, and save the people of the city from fire and water, it is not too late."

Yun Que jumped off the sword of the Son of Heaven and arched his hand.

It's really not too late, at least Yun Que himself doesn't have to spend Shouyuan to use the power of the Death Tribulation.

The return of the sword head is equivalent to saving himself an unknown number of years of life.

Yun Que estimates that he does not have more than ten years of longevity consumption, and he is afraid that he will not be able to kill Wei Mocheng.

There was a hint of a smile on Qin Shangzhang's soft face, if it was normal, it would definitely make people feel extremely beautiful, but at this time, the smile of her holding the body of a big demon made people feel panicked.

Qin Shangzhang glanced at the sword of the Son of Heaven that was slanted into the ground, and said:

"If you can control it, the Sword of the Son of Heaven will be at your disposal."

With that, he raised his hand and made a move, and the Yin Hu Sword near Wei Mocheng's corpse fell into Yun Que's hand.

"It is not me who saved the people of the city from fire and water, but you, and this sword deserves to belong to you." Kotojo said in a tone that could not be refused.

Yun Que thanked him.

Due to the extremely ferocious and tragic battle between the sword head and the national teacher, the storage bag has been shattered, and all the things inside have turned into residues, and it is no longer possible to distinguish what it is, and it is completely scrapped.

Qin Shangzhang's body swept towards the Sword Palace, and the half of the big demon in his hand was directly thrown into the open space behind the Sword Palace, and there was a muffled sound with a bang.

After the sword head left, Yun Que felt a lot more relaxed.

Today's sword head brought him a strong sense of oppression, I don't know if it was caused by the illusory sword body like a demon shadow, or the words of the demon head that Wei Mocheng muttered when he was dying.

"Late Yudan?" Yun Que guessed in a low voice.

"Yudan Peak!" Pingshan Jun looked at the sword head that fell into the Sword Palace, and said in an extremely jealous tone.

The peak powerhouse in the late stage of Yudan!

From Pingshan Jun's mouth, Yun Que finally learned about the cultivation of the sword head.

Half-step yuan baby!

No wonder it was so strong, it seemed easy to kill Wei Mocheng.

After Yun Que's surprise, doubts filled his heart.

Why didn't the strong man of the half-step Yuanying come to the Sword Palace to be the head of the sword instead of the sect?

There is not much spiritual energy in the Sword Palace, far less than the sect that occupies the land of the spiritual vein.

If you want to cultivate, you are undoubtedly better in the sect.

Yun Que felt that this sword leader was becoming more and more mysterious.

Without thinking about it anymore, Yun Que began to worry about how to collect the Son of Heaven Sword.

It's just too big!

This Son of Heaven Sword can't even fit the storage ring.

Communicating with the Martial Emperor's sword spirit with his divine soul, Yun Que quickly felt relieved.

Under the compression of the sword spirit, the giant Son of Heaven sword began to shrink gradually, from ten zhang away, and finally shrunk to nearly two zhang in size.

Although it is also a small tree-like giant sword, it is two or three people tall, so it can finally be stored in the storage ring.

After collecting the Sword of Heaven and the Sword of the Yin Tiger, Yun Que finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The plan of the Dark Sword Envoy to destroy the Sword Palace of the Yan Kingdom has been cracked so far.

Even though one elder was killed and one elder fled with heavy injuries, at least the Sword Palace disciple was still alive.

I first checked the injuries of Si Ruonan and Hu Tieshan.

The injuries of the two were not light, but they did not affect their cultivation, and they could recover after a while of cultivating with some pills.

Let the silkworm tiger return to the Hou Mansion first, and Yun Que himself rushed back to the Sword Palace.

I didn't go anywhere else, but went straight to the treasure house.

The Sword Palace became dilapidated, but I didn't expect the treasure house to be even more damaged, the gate was shattered, and the treasure house was empty.

"So fast?"

Yun Que whispered in confusion.

The things in the treasure house of the Yan Kingdom Sword Palace are much more valuable than the Barbarian Sword Palace, and I don't know who will fall into it.

It stands to reason that Wei Mocheng and Gu Shaoyang have just started to act, and it is a bit unreasonable to empty the treasure house so quickly.

"Uncle! Uncle here!"

A small call came from around the corner.

Following the sound, Yun Que dug out a brick-sized stone in the ruins, on which the mouth of the Elder of the Gate appeared.

"Who emptied the treasury?" Yun Que asked.

"It's a long story for the kid to be motherless, so let's get out of here first." Elder Men urged, his voice anxious but full of pride.