On the cliff, the boy looked at the last ladder in front of him. This one is different from the previous one, although they are all the same swaying, but there is no crack on them. God knows what will happen when you step on this step.

The boy smiled. In disrepair? Joke. This is the last insurance that the Sword Pavilion claims to treat the outside world equally. If this is the case, will this behemoth still be unanimously respected by the outside world? Moreover, there is no way back for yourself, right?

"You only have two years. Become a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, break through the Three Realms, and then come back before the crown ceremony. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind taking in a righteous son. This is what the boy's father said before he set off.

"It's really daddy." The boy scolded, and then stepped aboard with a sharp step. What he saw and heard on the road in the past two months really had a big impact on his concept of dignity and inferiority. Otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to slander his high-minded father like this before. Immediately afterward, the soles of the boy's feet, which had been prevented from stepping on the air, brought a different sensation than expected—a touch connected to the earth. The young man only felt that the scene had changed as soon as he saw a flower.

Thousands of miles away in the luxurious palace, a man in a dark blue luxurious robe looked at the suddenly dim positioning jade talisman in front of the suit, and then sensed the jade pendant on his waist, the corners of his mouth rose, and said with a smile: "Stinky boy, it's a little bold."

The subordinates on the side were a little surprised to see their master's smile. It's easy to say that the time has been in for a short time, but the old people who have been serving for some years are emotional, and they don't know how long it has been since the last time they saw this master laughing.

Besides, the young man looked at the lobby in front of him, looked at his feet again, and stomped lightly to make sure it was not an illusion, and then began to snort in amazement. "It's really worthy of Jian Kuo, and this kind of teleportation technique should be the leader."

"In other words, your Shu Palace can't compare? It's a good thing that Tianya can't hear it, otherwise you kid would be in danger. A laugh rang out from the front of the boy.

Looking up, I saw that the seats in front of the hall, which were empty a moment ago, were already full of people. It is the last one who speaks.

The boy was instantly alert. Where was it exposed? Clothes? How can his coarse cloth clothes have a bit of royal appearance? Belongings? In addition to the last dozens of pennies, the jade pendants brought out from the palace and the sachets left by his mother were hidden under his clothes. In order to be safe, even the mustard seed ring himself dug a deep pit at the foot of the mountain and buried it. How did they find out who I am?

He was frightened, but the young man was not ambiguous. "Shu Palace? Is the teleportation formation there more powerful than here? Isn't that stronger than here? I knew I wouldn't be here. The road to the capital is much closer than to the Sword Pavilion. Of course, the last two sentences of the teenager deliberately lowered his voice, trying to create a false impression of regret.

Hearing this, the youngest middle-aged man at the end smiled even more happily and said, "Then you can go there." For your sake, you've climbed the ladder. I can give you a ride. What do you think, boy?"

The boy is in a hurry, if he sends it back, will it be repaid? At best, he will be confined for several years, and at worst, his position as the prince will really be gone. What the old man said hasn't counted.

"Well, I know you have a good relationship with that person. But you don't blush when you're so scared of a junior? Don't worry, kid, the mountain gate in front of the Sword Pavilion does not accept the children of the royal families of the two countries, but the sentence that under the age of twenty and the three realms, as long as you can climb the ladder, you will accept it, and it will still work for everyone. The old man at the top of the line spoke.

The young man's heart suddenly settled, and he raised his head to look at everyone in the seat, but he also noticed that there was no rudeness.

"Boy, what's your name!" The last middle-aged man spoke again, with a bit of intimacy in his tone.

"Back to the seniors, the younger embers of ice. I was disrespectful to all of you seniors just now, and I hope you seniors will see it."

"Ember Ice, Ember Ice, the second child?" Then, under the surprised gazes of several people next to him, the middle light year man threw out a long sword that was slightly blue but had a lot of rust attached to it. "Oh, when you see the pillar over there, cut it, you are not allowed to cultivate it, and there is no restriction on the rest. By the way, a reminder. The greater the reaction of that pillar, the better the treatment you will be after entering the Sword Pavilion."

The young man named Ember Bing snorted, picked up the long sword and examined it carefully. A very old sword, well, so old that there are many traces and rust eroded by wind and rain, and the young man who has seen the hidden sword in the palace before thinks so.

Then the boy slashed out with a sword, and the movements were clean and neat, without any mud and water. He didn't play any tricks trying to hide the aura. Because it doesn't need to. Yes, no.

It's not that the boy has much confidence in himself. As a beginner kid who started to practice after he walked out of the house, is his realm good enough or his physique strong enough? Obviously, neither. His self-confidence stems from the sword in his hand,

In the Sword Garden on the mountain behind the palace, Ember Bing went with his father once when he was ten years old. Then the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty knew that the sword weapons below the spiritual product could not even hold the second breath in the hands of their uncultivated prince, His Royal Highness. It was all shattered, and the aura was extinguished.

In a flash of thought, the blade of the sword touched the pillar and hit the place of its relief dragon path impartially. The long sword bounced back, and Ember Bing only felt pain in the tiger's mouth, and then saw the carved lines light up, from the dragon road to the dragon whiskers, dragon horns, dragon scales, dragon tail, and finally exploded, and the "Wenjian Tai" that had existed for I don't know how many years turned into a piece of rubble under the hands of a primordial realm.

It's not difficult, the boy thought.

The young man didn't doubt him, he just felt that the middle-aged sword immortal was quite kind, and he didn't let himself use his cultivation but gave him such a divine weapon, and he had the intention of making it difficult.

But everyone in the audience couldn't be calmer anymore. "Grandma's. The whole world has returned everything to one family. The middle-aged man with long hair and half white sighed, and even inadvertently burst into foul language.

"I want this kid, and he will be my closed disciple from today onwards. A few of you, whoever robs me will play with his life!" The old man in second place stood up with an anxious expression. The words actually had the meaning of tearing the face.

"Senior brother's words are too disregarding the friendship of the teacher, right? Moreover, when it comes to teaching disciples, the junior brother is not talented, and he is a little better than the senior brother. Another spoke.

The smile on the face of the first old man, who had never spoken, could no longer be held back at this time. Dare Qing has not found a suitable disciple since he was qualified to open a sect and accept disciples, is it because this kid has not yet appeared? The spiritual power of such a sharp tax. Yes, yes, what's this kid's name? Ember Ice: right? It's really a lot of fate with the old one.

Thinking of this, the white-haired old man deliberately cleared his throat and signaled everyone to be quiet, indicating that he had something to say.

But before the words were spoken, they were preempted.

The middle-aged man who had been watching the excitement had stood up straight at this time, and all the smiles were put away. Said loudly: "Senior brothers, this son's sword qi has not yet been shown to be able to break through the sword platform with one sword, with all due respect, if you cultivate your sword finger killing, then this sharpness will never be dusty, Baifeng has the courage to hope that you will give this disciple to my junior brother." With that, the man slammed to the ground.

As soon as the words fell, a sneer was heard.

Sitting in the eighth place, the one who was slightly older than the middle-aged man who called himself "Bai Feng" even sneered: "I'm waiting to discuss the matter of accepting apprentices, when will a waste of the Seven Realms be qualified to judge?" The dust is gone, and the master's casual words really make you take it seriously? Li Qingyun, Li Baifeng, want to rob the apprentice? Let's weigh your own weight first! ”

The words fell, and the eyes of the other few who had not spoken also showed disapproving looks.

The man frowned and looked at the first seat: Senior brother, this matter is really not negotiable? ”

The white-haired old man nodded, still having an opening, but the meaning was already clear.

The one who was sarcastic on the side saw that he was being ignored, and snorted coldly and wanted to say something more, but in the end he stopped talking.

The middle-aged man nodded, a thoughtful look in his eyes. Then he looked at the boy again and asked, "Did your father tell me before you came?"

The young man thought for a moment and replied, "My father asked me to worship as much as possible under a senior who is extremely high in rank but has the possibility of average cultivation."

The middle-aged man shook his head: "Say the original thing."

"When I got to the ladder, I shouted, 'Which one is the most wasteful, I'll worship it.'" If he refuses to accept the disciples, it doesn't matter, just teach you. ”

The boy hesitated, but finally learned his father's tone to speak. My father was smiling when he said this. Based on this, Ember Ice knew that as long as he arrived at the Sword Pavilion, he would no longer be in danger.

A smile appeared at the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth. Unlike the previous playful colors, this time the smile is from the heart. He stretched out his hand, and the sword in the boy's hand slid into his hand.

Hold the sword and salute.

Li Qingyun spoke: "I am willing to ask all the senior brothers for advice." Eighth Senior Brother, please."

was named and challenged, and the slightly older middle-aged man laughed angrily. He didn't answer, but with a wave of his long sleeves, he saw thousands of cold lights flying out of his cuffs. As soon as the word was killed, it turned into a torrent and rushed towards the middle-aged man, bringing rolling thunder.

Command the sword to kill, sword cultivation means. Sword born thunder, seven realms, thunderstorms, eight realms, thunder gusts, nine realms! Nine realms sword cultivation, ordinary ten realms may not be impossible to fight.

And controlling so many sword weapons at one time to cast a thunder tide is not an easy task for this one.

can be used as a sword cultivator, naturally he has his own arrogance. In front of a group of senior brothers and "future apprentices", it was really unbearable to be challenged by a waste who had not broken through to the Eight Realms for fifteen years. Coupled with years of grudges, this time, Li Qingyun, the eighth senior brother, the eighth pavilion elder of the Sword Pavilion, did not spare his hand at all. Among the thousands of long swords, the seven sword weapons are still eye-catching.

Seven Killing Sword, but it's not really Seven Killing Sword.

Cultivators in the world know that the contemporary Sword Pavilion Pavilion Master has refined seven sword talismans with seven exotic treasures containing eleven-level energy, representing seven negative emotions in the world. A single sword has the strength of a nine-grade magic weapon, and in battle, it can make the enemy unconsciously controlled by the emotions represented by the sword talisman.

The strong fight, one side suddenly fell into abnormal emotions, and the result can be imagined.

And it is said that once the seven sword runes are fused into a long sword, the sword qi has the power to directly slash people's souls. The greater the sin in the enemy, the greater the effect of soul slashing. This is where the name of the Seven Killings comes from.

As for the so-called Seven Killings of the Eight Pavilion Elders, although they are made of the same kind of different treasures, the items used are all lower than their own masters, and they cannot be refined into sword talismans. In desperation, he had to integrate the seven strange treasures with the flying sword of the seven Xuan Treasure level as the foundation.

Because of the tangible and qualitative, the influence of the Seven Killings refined by the Eight Pavilion Elders on emotions is much weaker, and it has no effect of fusing and slashing souls. But for the sword finger killing technique that the more powerful the sword weapon is, the tangible quality has become the best choice.

Seeing the seven killing swords attacking like a fierce warrior on the battlefield, leading thousands of long swords that shone with cold and cold self-light, Li Qingyun's eyes instead showed the light of memory.

"Little ghost, what kind of person? What's it called?"

"Puzzle State. Master, Master named me Li Qingyun. ”

"Huh? Yizhi Prefecture in Jiannan Province of Sui State? It's not been peaceful there, has it?"

"Back to the master, uncle, where in my house thieves are rampant, when the master appears, there is only one, only me."

"That's right. It's good to call this place home from now on. We are all your family. But one thing to note, I'm not a senior uncle, my name is Zhao Qingxuan, and I am the eighth disciple of the master, that is, your little senior brother. ”

"But, you look as old as your uncle in the village."

"Uh...."

......

"Xiaoyun, you remember, sword training is not for killing. As the precepts left by our ancestors said, the sword is like life. The sword has two sides, one side is based on merit and the other side is based on right and wrong. The sword has a double edge, and one sword breaks black and white. Slash demons with one blade.

"It is said that it is right and wrong, but those who can enter my sword pavilion will not bend the sword in the middle of the year, and the truth in their hearts is also straight. Competing for fame and fortune is a matter of Yamashita. We just need to make what we have in our hands worthy of our hearts. If one day you are ashamed of the sword in your hand, I will teach you to practice on behalf of the master, and I will also clean the portal on behalf of the master..."

......

"Qi Shen Dantian, pour in all the true yuan you have cultivated these days, and look for the hidden spiritual abyss. Hold your head! Don't mess around! Do you want to shatter your dantian and turn it into a waste? Hold it for me!"

"Click, click." A few drops of sweat flowed from his forehead into his eye sockets, and from his eye sockets they fell onto the bluestone floor. The red eyes of the speaker stared at the child in front of him without blinking.

......

"The little one is growing up, eat more. Well, this one is for you too. ”

"Hey, Xiaoba, it's clear that one person has one chicken leg, and you have two of them for him."

"Let this not be your little brother!? You don't need this chicken leg to eat? Of course, if you cook tomorrow, I won't talk much. ”

"Forget it, forget it, little junior brother, what your eighth senior brother said makes sense, eat more and supplement nutrition."

"Little junior brother, eat quickly. Your eighth senior brother is very good. If it's not enough, Senior Brother III, I'll give you this too. ”

"And your sixth senior brother's."

"And mine.

"Enough is enough, it's almost dying,"

"Hahaha."

......

"Boy, let's see what good things I brought back to you from my trip with your eighth senior brother."

"Wow, so many good things, and good food! Brothers, the best."

"Xiaoyun, we have seen a lot of interesting things when we go out this time, do you want to hear about it?"

"Yes!"

......

"That's fast. In the blink of an eye, Xiaoyun, you have arrived in the three realms."

"That's right. It's much better than our unsuccessful brothers. Hachi, how many years have you used it? Thirteen years, right? The little junior brother only used it for nine years. ”

"Are you embarrassed to say me? I heard the senior brother say that the third brother, you were two years longer than me back then. ”

"Okay, okay, let's think about how to ensure the safety of the little junior brother when he is thinking downstream. I went with Xiaoba when I went down the mountain, but I was not afraid of safety problems, but the little junior brother is not yet twenty years old, and when I go down the mountain alone, the rivers and lakes are sinister. “

"Second Senior Brother's disciples also have the peak of the Second Realm, right? Why don't we help him?"

"Aren't you afraid that the second senior brother will pick your skin?"

"Am I that terrible?"

"Well, the second senior brother is good.

"I've seen the second senior brother."

"Don't use the method of pulling out seedlings to help them grow. My disciple, don't talk about the Three Realms, even if you help him break through the Four Realms Xingyuan, it's not enough for Xiaoyun to fight. Let's think of something else. When I went down the mountain, the master gave me a sword talisman, which could escape the pursuit below the Six Realms, and the Xingyuan Realm could also fight back and kill, I didn't use it at the time, so I gave it to Xiaoyun

"Second Senior Brother, you are really willing. This talisman can be used as the treasure of the town sect when placed in a small sect. Then I can't be left behind. I also have a high-quality Formation Breaker here. “

"And me, when I was fine, I drew some three-grade sword qi talismans, although the power is not very high, but the amount is a lot. Give Xiaoyun a thousand and eight hundred, who will smash whom. ”

"I have a little bluebird blood from the Liang Imperial Palace here, and it is a must to treat injuries."

"Oh, Xuanxiao robe, give it to him."

"Yo, eighth, this is your life. Isn't this kid your junior brother, but your own son?"

"Get out!"

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"Li Qingyun, you bastard! We haven't blamed you for traveling for three years, and we don't care if you don't practice the master's sword finger to kill and study the ancestors' sword to break ten thousand methods, but the big deal is that the master blames us for you, but you still want to create your own exercises. With your aptitude, reaching the Eight Realms at the age of thirty should have been easy, and it was impossible to storm the Nine Realms. But now? There are none of the Eight Realms Star Globes! You deserve your own talent!?"

"Senior brother, my current path is the most suitable for me. Not all cultivators have to follow the path of the Star Master. My star is enough. ”

"Fart! The path of the Star Lord is a spiritual path promoted by many generations of ancestors. Li Qingyun, you are destroying your future! Now that I regret it, I will go and ask the master to go out and polish your cultivation, and we will start all over again. ”

"Senior brother, I have made up my mind, and I don't need to persuade again."

"Okay, okay, it's really a trip to the pancreas. Don't call me senior brother in the future, I, Zhao Qingxi, don't have a junior brother like you. “

"Senior Brother Qingxi, Xiaoyun has never forgotten the taste of the chicken legs you made. You did so much at the beginning, and you guided me to practice swords and took care of my life, so let the little junior brother repay you a little today.

With a slight smile, Li Qingyun stepped on the ground on his toes, and the next moment, his figure appeared above the idiot of one of the seven killings.

Recalling the bits and pieces of the past, Li Qingyun's eyes were foggy, but his hand movements did not lag in the slightest. The true yuan in the body flowed through the meridians everywhere, and finally poured into the "Qingxiao" long sword in his hand.

A sword slashed out, and the crazy sword flew in response, and the sword body flashed with blue and purple light, and it was no longer controlled by Zhao Qingxi.

The next five swords, Li Qingyun concocted the same method, and the five killing swords were all split away when his body moved. There was more or less of his emotions attached to each sword.

Finally, Li Qingyun returned to the original point, stood quietly, and no longer entered the true yuan to Qingxiao.

Exhausted? And so it should be. It was already difficult for the Seven Realms to temporarily repel the offensive of the Nine Realms. Not to mention the six consecutive waves of offensives. Zhao Qing, who was already a fifty-year-old man, breathed a sigh of relief.

You must know that every time you go out of a realm, there will be an insurmountable gap in the strength of the monks. Cross-level battles are usually crushing situations. The little junior brother can split his six attacks, and his kendo talent has not diminished back then. Why not take this opportunity to teach him a lesson and get him back on the right track.

Thinking so in his heart, Zhao Qingxian increased the output of True Yuan. Originally, the Seven Kills paid attention to the technique of combined attacks, and manipulated seven flying swords with no low rank in one go, even if Zhao Qingxi had the cultivation of the middle of the ninth order, he could only make each sword weapon emit the strength of half a step and eight realms. But now he can only use this angry sword, and the power naturally skyrockets, approaching the top grade of the Nine Realms.

As for whether he kept his hand or not, only he knows.

Among the people watching from the sidelines, the white-haired Dage elder nodded slightly.

"Old Eight, this sword, this sword is already a little beyond his own realm. I want to be able to really step into the top grade soon. Ten realms are expected within ten years. ”

When everyone on the side heard this, their eyes were somewhat happy.

And not long after the words fell, someone suddenly reacted and said in surprise: "That means the strength of the little junior brother..."

"The realm hasn't changed, it's still the Seven Realms." The old way of the big pavilion.

"That?" Everyone was puzzled.

"His realm aura hasn't changed, but his strength has long exceeded the scope of the Seven Realms. Come to think of it, that's what he said, 'One star is enough,'" explained the elder of the Great Pavilion.

On the other hand, on Li Qingyun's side, according to common sense, there is a Star Instrument Realm between the Seven Realms and the Nine Realms, and even a half-step Nine Realms is difficult to attack the Seven Realms casually. But he didn't blush or pant six times, as if nothing had happened.

Looking at the "anger" attacking towards him and the hundred sword tide that followed, Li Qingyun seemed to be affected by the angry sword, and it seemed that he had hit a real fire, and he did not mobilize the true yuan that had just calmed down, his eyes were sharp, and he stepped out directly, and with only the strength of his body, Qingxiao in his hand was even more like a machete, and slashed towards the "anger" sword.

The body of the Qingxiao sword buzzed, and it directly turned into a monstrous wave of anger and smashed on the angry sword.

In the eyes of the seven pavilion elders, "this is impossible", Zhao Qingxi's blood spurted wildly, and the angry sword also collapsed like the other six killing swords.

Beside Zhao Qingxian, the silver light of the seven long swords with the special effect of slashing was forced to one side by the golden light imprinted by Qingxiao.

This is not the end, Li Qingyun took another step forward, the silent True Yuan surged, and a huge blue and purple two-color star appeared behind him. And at this moment, Li Qingyun's momentum skyrocketed, far beyond the scope of the Seven Realms, and even, the ordinary Eight Realms could not reach.

The light flashed, and Qingxiao turned into a slender plate finger wrapped around the index finger of Li Qingyun's sword-holding hand.

Facing the sword tide that continued to attack, Li Qingyun took a step back, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the unstable sword qi around his body surged above the projection of a person-sized and substantial star.

"This, the strength of the little junior brother already has ten realms! And how could the DBS projection behind him be so big?" The eyes of the three pavilion masters, who were originally very leisurely watching Li Qingyun compete with the eighth junior brother, gradually became solemn.

At first, I thought that the junior brother had not shown a trace of improvement in his realm for more than ten years, even if his swordsmanship was refined, fighting across a realm was already the limit.

So when Li Qingyun proposed to challenge them for the collection of disciples, the old man of the Three Pavilions couldn't help but be ecstatic in his heart.

As long as he defeats Li Qingyun at that time, he can justifiably collect Ember Ice under his name. Even the senior brother and the second senior brother didn't have much to say.

But at this time, feeling the momentum released by Li Qingyun, even if the realm aura has not changed, the oppressive power is not inferior to the powerhouses of the Nine Realms.

His own junior brother is a fierce man who can chase after a group of Five Realms characters as soon as he enters Xingyuan. The Third Pavilion Elder suddenly felt that his strength in the Ten Realms was a little hanging.

"No, it's not just the Nine Realms. If Xiaoyun lets go, Xiaoba won't even be able to hold out for a breath. But Xiaoyun seems to be deliberately suppressing something. The elder of the big pavilion suddenly said again.

"Can he kill the Nine Realms in seconds?" There was silence for a moment, and all the pavilion elders couldn't help but shout out, and their tones were more or less hysterical and incredulous.

Oh my! They have been cultivating for nearly a hundred years before they have cultivated more than the eight realms, and this speed can already be regarded as a genius among geniuses at the foot of the mountain. Now the senior brother told them that a kid who was less than fifty years old could defeat them, and they were afraid that they would not really refine it to a dog after all these years of cultivation.

"Maybe it's more than the Nine Realms." This sentence, Elder Dage did not say. Feeling the violently fluctuating aura on Li Qingyun's body, the elder of the Great Pavilion had already vaguely guessed the purpose of his little junior brother.

This is to forcibly break through the realm with the help of the powerful energy collision during the challenge! It's just that he doesn't know how far such a huge breakthrough can push Li Qingyun's strength.

Finally, the strength of the sword intent around Li Qingyun's body reached a peak, and the sleeves of his robe were surging under this powerful sword qi, and the windless and huge stars lined Li Qingyun more and more dusty.

Li Qingyun opened his mouth to inhale, and at this time, he was only less than five meters away from the sword tide. The sword qi in his mouth was rapidly compressed and differentiated. Just when the sword tide was only one meter away from him, Li Qingyun opened his mouth, and thousands of small swords condensed in purple sword qi flew out with a seal, and each found a flying sword and shot it down.

Immortal law, qi sword Tianhe.

What did he mean by that? If you make this move at the beginning, Xiaoba will be defeated directly, why bother" Qige, who was already planning to admit defeat in his heart, asked puzzled.

"Look at those swords." The elder of the big pavilion reminded loudly.

"Huh?" The other elders were shocked.

I saw that the seven "killing" swords that had been repelled by Li Qingyun before had changed greatly at this time. The original silver blade has turned golden on one side, and the inscription on the sword body near the hilt has also changed.

At first, the inscription above the hilt of the sword only appeared on one side of the sword, and the seal inscription was engraved with the evil thoughts it represented. Now the seal script has turned into silver and appears on the side of the golden sword body, and on the other side is the "joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, love, evil, and desire" written in the golden seal script, which correspond to "hatred, ignorance, greed, jealousy, fear, hatred, and delusion"

When the two colors of the seal text echoed each other, the quality of the Seven Killing Swords was slowly improving. In less than a quarter of an hour, it was forcibly pulled out from the original Nine Rank to a half-step spirit weapon. Thinking about it, as long as Zhao Qingxian recovers and cultivates for a period of time, he can truly step into the ranks of spiritual weapons.

Those standard long swords that were blown away by the blue-purple sword qi also turned blue-purple at this time because of the integration of those sword qi, and judging by their breath, they were actually upgraded from the fifth rank to the eighth grade.

With a flick of the sleeves of his robe, two gentle streams of qi pushed the unconscious Zhao Qingyun to the side of the field, and Li Qingyun turned to the stone chair and arched his hand, "Please teach the fourth senior brother, the fifth senior brother, the sixth senior brother, and the seventh senior brother." ”

The elders of the pavilion on the seat were all a little shocked when they heard this. This kid is a little crazy. With one enemy and four enemies, only the senior brother at the peak of the Ten Realms present can do it.

The old man of the Seven Pavilion just wanted to open his mouth to persuade the junior brother to change the way he challenged, but he heard the senior brother on the side say lightly: "Go all out, this is not only good for you, but also good for the little junior brother." Don't be afraid of hurting him. Now that he's now, you really can't really get hurt.

Hearing this, several pavilion elders were a little shocked. But when he thought of the harvest of the improvement of the rank of the old sword weapon of the Eight Pavilions, there was a burst of heat in his heart, and he glanced at each other, and at the same time burst out.

And after using the sword move left by the Xuan Immortal in the ruins once, Li Qingyun could no longer suppress the surging qi in his body, and the stars behind him spewed out liquid true yuan, and then the suction power rose sharply and sucked it back. The entire star began to tremble erratically.

Even Ember Bing, who had just entered the initial realm on the side, felt that the situation of this great sword immortal who had just been talking and laughing with him was a little bad.

Li Qingyun didn't care about this, and saw the four senior brothers rushing over, and Qingxiao, who had turned into a ring, turned into a prototype and floated in the air. With the pinching of his hands, the Qingxiao Sword was divided, one, two, five, ten, and hundred.

Li Qingyun stretched out his left hand, and his index finger pointed at the four senior brothers, and his heart moved.

Harness the sword, finger kill!

Thousands of Qingxiao Sword phantoms burst out, overwhelming the sky. The four pavilion elders didn't even have a chance to dodge. A total of 3,600 virtual flying swords were evenly spread out and 900 swords were distributed to each person, and one of them stabbed into the bodies of several pavilion elders without falling to the ground, and forcibly stabbed several of them into bloody people.

"Sword Qi Quenching Body, True Yuan Alchemy Body? What the hell does Xiaoyun want to do?" After carefully observing a few bloody juniors in the field, the third pavilion elder exclaimed,

"Hehe, since the junior brother wants to give us a big opportunity, then let's take it well" Erge Lao said

"It's coming! Second, use your three talents!" The elder of the big pavilion drank lowly, with a rare solemnity in his tone. "Good!" The second pavilion elder replied, with the same solemn expression. As he spoke, a gray flying sword flew out from the center of his brow, splitting into three.

The three-talent sword, the old natal flying sword of the second pavilion, contains the way of heaven and earth into the three talents.

The three talents are the avenue, if placed in ancient times, some people can fully comprehend and even let the direct daytime rise. It is the Great Dao that can be completely mastered by Xuan Immortals. And although the Second Pavilion Elder said that he had eleven realm cultivations, he could not compete with the Ancient Immortals after all. Although he has a certain feeling for the Sancai Dao, the meaning of the Dao contained in the flying sword is not very strong, and he can only barely let it step into the spirit weapon level, just like the second pavilion elder himself is difficult to advance after advancing to the middle level of the eleventh realm.

However, in the final analysis, it was only a little bit of the Great Dao, and it made the Sancai Sword catch up with the Seven Killing Sword that was transcending the ordinary and possessing the power of the top spiritual weapon in terms of momentum. brought a lot of pressure to Li Qingyun.

Seeing that the three senior brothers pinched the sword and pointed at the Yin Jue to control the Sancai Sword to attack him, Li Qingyun suddenly made a move that surprised everyone present.

I saw him slap his backhand at the star projection behind him. And it was originally just a projection, and the stars without physical bodies also cracked very cooperatively, just like a hard-boiled egg fell to the ground, falling out of a crack and falling a piece of debris.

The blue-purple stars cracked, bursting out with unparalleled energy, covering up the power of the three swords of heaven, earth, and man that were differentiated by the three swords.

With a wave of his palm, Li Qingyun's face turned pale in an instant, but his eyes exuded fanaticism. His conjecture is not wrong, it is not broken or standing. Only at the moment when he wanted to be the most agitated in Zhenyuan could he find an opportunity for promotion.

Enduring the internal injuries caused by the self-destruction of the stars, Li Qingyun forcibly mobilized all the true elements that could be mobilized in the meridians of his body.

Immortal Law asked!

Although with the amount of true yuan that Li Qingyun can use now, it is a little difficult to use this sword move that harms himself and others, but Li Qingyun doesn't even have the idea of hesitating.

First, this kind of sword move that is almost inseparable from himself just meets his needs to break and stand up, and secondly, with the realm of three senior brothers, even if he wants to improve his strength in a short period of time without shaking his foundation, he can only rely on such sword moves handed down from ancient times.

A mouthful of Origin Essence Blood, along with a blue and blue long sword, appeared in front of the three attacking flying swords.

Standing behind Li Qingyun, Ember Bing only felt that all the scenes in heaven and earth had begun an irregular riot. Hearing was also completely lost after a loud roar.

And just before the energy storm generated by the collision reached Ember Ice, a jade pendant on Ember Bing's waist suddenly shattered, turning into an energy light curtain to envelop his body, blocking all the aftermath that rushed towards him.

Li Qingyun, who was about to take action to protect his inner disciple, felt the fluctuation of his old friend's true yuan, smiled slightly, and immediately stopped spending his energy on Ember Bing, and concentrated on controlling the energy of the Dao Slash to invade the three divine weapons.

Only listen to the three sounds of "click, click, click", and the three handles of flying creation are shattered. The second pavilion elder was even more in a coma due to regurgitation and vomiting blood.

"Alas," Li Qingyun sighed lightly. Unexpectedly, the Sancai Sword, which was already a spiritual weapon, could not bear the sword intent inheritance of this ancient sword immortal.

But it's okay, if the fragments are integrated into the nine-grade sword weapon, they can allow the three senior brothers to have a top-notch spiritual weapon, and in terms of quality, it is not inferior to the master's seven kills that are more out of the ordinary.

It's just that the second senior brother has been wronged a lot this time. Although he was given a complete fragment of the Immortal Soldier, his natal flying sword was broken by himself. Let's compensate him more.

Thinking like this, Li Qingyun used the qi machine to pull and send the powder that had fallen after the stars were shattered to the body of the old Erge, so that it would automatically integrate into the latter's body. Then he motioned for the two pale brothers to leave with all their belongings.

Still not enough. Even if you give away everything related to the Ancient Sword Immortal, even if you take the opportunity of the Great War to suppress the True Yuan to be extremely unstable, even if you smash the Xingyuan, it is not enough.

One sword missing. But where to find this sword? Even the three eleven realms are not his enemies, and if he wants to hand over that creation, I'm afraid it will have to be a challenge to the star lord.

But the two star masters he knew, the master was in retreat, and the other one couldn't arrive in time. Li Qingyun looked at his tattered robe, as well as the blue-purple stars behind him that were full of cracks and emitted unstable white light, and smiled bitterly

"Qianzhen, I'm afraid I'm going to miss the appointment this time, you must be disappointed, right?"

Oriental, luxurious in the bedroom.

The middle-aged man in the dark blue costume who was waiting to be dressed and crowned by his subordinates suddenly felt something, and looked at the broken jade pendant on his waist. Then, under the frightened gaze of the people, he broke free from the small hand that the palace maid was putting on his shoulder to arrange his collar, quickly put on his coat, and then took out another piece of white jade pendant, and after injecting the true yuan, his figure slowly disappeared.

"Tell Prime Minister Su Tong that I want to leave the palace for a trip, and I will discuss something later."

A group of palace maids and eunuchs hurriedly said yes. After a breath, a slightly more daring palace maid looked up to find that the bronze mirror was already empty.

Sword Pavilion, ask the top of Sword Mountain.

Li Qingyun suddenly noticed that a powerful aura suddenly appeared in the field where the dust had not yet cleared. He was shocked in his heart, and now the nine of them were all dead in the true sense of the word. The sudden appearance of someone who could make him feel very strong was not friend or foe. Damn, careless. Is it going to be robbed this time? I really didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out, and I was unlucky.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask, he heard a familiar voice coming, which made Li Qingyun stunned, and the words that came to his mouth were stubbornly held back.

The ember ice behind him was even more exciting, and he shivered and stood straight in an instant.

"The surname is Li, how can you teach my son well like this? Huh?"

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