"Qingxuan, don't worry, I won't bully you, let's take action!"

Suppressing his own cultivation to the realm of flying immortals, Qinglin nodded proudly, and when Ye Qingxuan saw this, his eyes also showed an expression of eagerness.

After all, someone was willing to accompany him to make a move and try the current sword edge, Ye Qingxuan was naturally willing to be tight, so he just made a mockery towards Qinglin, and even though he pointed at him like a sword, he raised his hand and slashed towards Qinglin Daoren.

Seeing Ye Qingxuan take out the sword, Qing Lin's brows first frowned slightly, and then with a flick of his fingers, a clear and sharp sword light immediately erupted from his fingertips.

In an instant, Qinglin's sword light was completely submerged by Ye Qingxuan's sword intent, and in the package of Qinglin's sword light, I saw heaven and earth, wind, thunder, mountains, water and fire flashing one after another, and then disappeared one by one.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? No, this move, compared to swordsmanship, is more like a magical power, this supernatural power, although it is very interesting, but Qingxuan, if you don't come out with a sword again, don't blame me for forcing each other!"

Qinglin Daoren's expression was relaxed, as if he had casually broken Ye Qingxuan's almost complete Hidden Sword Sutra, which made Ye Qingxuan's eyes couldn't help but be stunned.

Originally, he thought that his own Guizang Sword Sutra could surprise Qinglin, but now it seems that in the eyes of the Xuan Immortals who have inherited the sword path of Shangqingguan, his own "invincible" Guizang Sword Sutra is probably just like that.

Shaking his head silently in his heart, Ye Qingxuan himself knew that it was not that there was no room for this sword scripture to advance, it was really because the fundamental avenue of his own cultivation was not an innate gossip, if it was Xuan Yi to study this set of sword scriptures, maybe there would be another atmosphere in the future.

With such a stunned kung fu, Ye Qingxuan's eyes suddenly turned into a sea of sword light, in this sea of sword light, there was an ethereal sword light with the momentum of the sword path of the world, high above the nine heavens, and under this sword light, there were all kinds of sword lights that contained different artistic conceptions.

In it, Ye Qingxuan not only saw the gossip of heaven and earth, wind, thunder, mountains, water, fire, and water, but also clouds, rain, frost, and the cycle of life and death, and in addition to these, there were even many sword intents that Ye Qingxuan couldn't see at all, and the unrecognizable sword intent was surging and rushing in the ocean.

A sword light containing the meaning of death suddenly invaded three inches in front of Ye Qingxuan's body, even if this sword light did not hit him, but there was endless death qi in his body that was attracted by this sword light, as if it was about to break out.

"That's amazing!"

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Qingxuan immediately wanted to use the True Yuan to suppress the death qi, but as soon as this thought arose, Ye Qingxuan immediately noticed that the original lively and surging True Yuan of his family was actually affected by the sword intent of death at some point, and became silent.

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable!"

In a hurry, Ye Qingxuan burst into a loud cry, and subconsciously knocked on the Jun Tianyin, and the seal smashed on the sword light that seemed to be ethereal but was actually tangible and insubstantial, and the sword light of death seemed to be very fragile, and dispersed in response.

A seal smashed the sword light of death, and Ye Qingxuan didn't even have time to catch his breath for a moment, and an innumerable sword light invaded his side around his body.

Qinglin Daoren's sword ocean is extremely powerful, no matter how Ye Qingxuan flashes and moves, and uses various means to maneuver, but he is always unconsciously affected by the artistic conception in the sword, so he sees Ye Qingxuan gradually falling into the disadvantage.

Seeing this, Qinglin Daoren's eyes couldn't help but show a trace of admiration, in his opinion, Ye Qingxuan learned from the mountains and fields before he entered the Shangqing Temple, and it was really remarkable that he could rely on his original kung fu to survive for such a long time.

You must know that even if Qinglin Daoist suppressed his cultivation to a realm similar to Ye Qingxuan, his vision would never become, and it would be the biggest injustice to subdue a martial saint with the vision of a Xuan Immortal.

In Qinglin's opinion, now Ye Qingxuan is afraid that he is already invincible in the realm of martial saints, that is, some small sects, and the subordinates of the flying immortals who can't learn from them, even though Ye Qingxuan will suffer, but he will definitely not lose his life, thinking that when he was in such a realm, he definitely did not have such combat power.

"Senior Brother Qingxuan's original master, but he is also a real person with the top inheritance in the Dao Sect! It's a pity that ......"

However, Qinglin Daoist admired and admired, but there was no mercy under his hands, he came here to learn the inheritance of the Zhuxian Sword Sutra of Shangqingguan, not to praise his talent as inferior to his junior brother.

"Push him again!"

As soon as he thought of this, the sword trick in the hand of the Qinglin Daoist changed, and with a guide of his right hand, a sword immediately stabbed out towards Ye Qingxuan, and as the sword of the Qinglin Daoist stabbed out, the sword light that was originally attacking Ye Qingxuan in an orderly manner suddenly turned into a boiling flame.

Even the sword light that was originally hanging high above the Nine Heavens was like a heavenly will, and it was pressed down fiercely.

In an instant, Ye Qingxuan felt that the pressure on his family had suddenly increased by dozens or hundreds of times, and in the blink of an eye, his body was hit by several sword lights, and he clearly understood in his heart that if it weren't for the body protection Xuanguang that his family had practiced in the Three Clear Dao, if it weren't for Qinglin lowering the realm at this time, I'm afraid he would already be a dead corpse now.

"Senior brother, be careful! Poor Dao is really going to take out his sword!"

Being forced into such a situation, coupled with the fact that Ye Qingxuan had also verified his original kung fu, after what kind of level it was in this ancient era, he had no reason to hide it, so he let out a long roar, and a cyan sword light bloomed from his fingertips when he raised his hand.

In this cyan sword light, it seemed to contain indestructible power, and it only bloomed half a foot, and the sea that was originally filled with all kinds of sword light was immediately a meal.

Then Ye Qingxuan didn't spare his hand, he raised his hand and stabbed the sword finger out, and in an instant, a sword pillar that reached the sky soared straight into the sky from the very center of the sword ocean!

“！！！”

Seeing this cyan sword pillar, a burst of surprise first rose in the eyes of Qinglin Daoren, and then the color of surprise changed into shock, and at the same time, he saw the sword trick in his hand change, and then waved it downward.

The sword light that immediately hung above the Nine Heavens like a heavenly will turned into a white rainbow, and it was heading towards the cyan sword light that rose to the sky.

Where Ye Qingxuan's cyan sword light passed, the sea of swords shattered one after another, and then revealed the original landscape scenery.

"Punishment!"

With Ye Qingxuan's soft drink, the cyan sword light had already met the "Providence" head-on, and the next moment Qinglin Daoren intuitively saw a flower in front of him, and when his vision returned again, Ye Qingxuan's sword finger was already hanging three inches in front of his eyebrows!

In the sky above Tongtian Peak, the immortal venerables of Shangqingguan were looking at the two people below with a smile, among which the smiles on the faces of Shu Chong and Lao Dao were the brightest.

And Chong Xu, who was on the side, although he also had a smile on his face that couldn't be concealed, but whenever his eyes fell on his own disciple, he couldn't help but reveal a burst of "hatred of iron does not make steel".