Zhu Qianyu slowly put the two gloves on his hands, squinted his eyes, took a breath of enjoyment, and said with great satisfaction: "Sure enough, it's Yun Yi! With it, even the power of sealing the nine grades has begun to be unstable! It seems that it is necessary to fight quickly! Yuke, now the weapon is not worse than yours, and there are more snowflake swords, you only have that unknown divine sword, why bother to continue to hold on!"

"If you talk too much, your life will be short!" Hua Yuke sneered, the sword interacted, the edge shone, obviously did not intend to wait for Zhu Qianyu to really adapt to the cloud glove.

Zhu Qianyu's face crossed a hint of playfulness, is this useful? If he can lose so easily with a quasi-ninth grade, then it is better to take a piece of tofu and hit the wall.

Zhu Qianyu entered the Seven Feelings Sect earlier than Hua Yuke, and in his early years, he had already practiced the Seven Feelings Sect's Zhenmen Technique to a very high level.

Comprehend one love, enter the product, enter the second love, enter the second product, enter the third love, enter the third product realm, and you can cross the product and fight the fourth product...... Comprehend the six feelings, enter the six products, understand the seven feelings, enter the seven products, and the later it is, the more powerful the number of emotions will be, and the more difficult it is to break through. When the five products are one, the four emotions can be one to fight the six products, the six products are cultivated into the five emotions to one, and the strength to kill the seven products is the five emotions to one, and the five emotions are one and the eight products can be fought if they are one large. The six emotions are one into the eighth grade, and the six emotions are returned to one great perfection into the ninth grade! Only by entering the ninth grade can we explore a more powerful realm, and the seven emotions are one! Therefore, everyone in the world says that the children of the Seven Emotions Sect must not define their strength by superficial grades.

And the Snow Sword, just like the Xinghua Sword to the Lin family, is the best weapon tailored for the Seven Emotions Slash!

At this time, the snowflake sword was in Zhu Qianyu's hands, and the power of the vast snow was thousands of times greater than that of Cheng Sanxiao and Zhu Jingci, there is no doubt that this is the realm of attaining the seven emotions and the six emotions being one at any time.

Chen Jian hurriedly looked at Zhu Qianyu, who was like an immortal, the power of reincarnation? For this particularly familiar word, he still can't recall where he has heard or seen it.

Zhu Jingci pursed his lips with disdain. Everyone was shocked and ashamed of Zhu Qianyu's words, where would they pay attention to the expression of a little girl who was regarded as an ant by all the masters.

Hua Yuke didn't throw away the ordinary waist knife, but put away the dreamlike long sword, and then raised his eyes to look at Hua Ling, and then said softly: "King Qianyu, that old thing's son who was lost decades ago, it seems that you have really been planning for a long time!"

The sadness on Zhu Wuji's face gradually disappeared, and the past poured into his mind like a tide. Fifteen years ago, Zhu Qianyu was already an eighth grade, why did the Zhu family suffer a catastrophe and he was the only one who did not show up? How did those hidden masters know the secret path of the Zhu family. And why was the Tang family able to arrive at the right time, but they were tragically wiped out? In the first battle, Zhu and Tang almost lost their masters.

The flowing glow in his hand suddenly turned into an endless rainbow, and unexpectedly turned over and attacked the two who were confronting Zhou Tong, the leader of the Beggar Sect.

The children of the Zhu family, the divine soldiers are in hand! Ninety-nine eighty-one poisonous stingers are pouring wildly. Unable to take precautions, Liu Dezhuang and Gao Yuecheng hurriedly fought to fortify, but they were still tightly covered by the big nets that formed different formations, and they were heavily injured and their combat strength was greatly damaged, so they retreated and fled from afar.

For a while, Zhu Qianyu was slightly stunned, this younger brother, who was usually not very calculating, had such a decision. When his heart was shocked, he didn't go directly to the main master, but attacked the two most unexpected targets. Others couldn't imagine it, and Liu Dezhuang and Gao Yuecheng didn't expect that they would be dignified and eight-grade, divine soldiers, and sneak attacks!

Zhu Wuji surrendered to Zhou Tong with an inquiring gaze, and appeared ruthlessly in the Beggar Sect, maybe he could know something.

Zhou Tong sighed slightly, and said to Zhu Wuji: "If it weren't for the fact that you did everything you could to protect that kid, I am afraid that the Beggar Sect would also finish the book and fall to Fahrenheit today." Fifteen years ago, when I arrived, I was already in a mess, and I was ruthless to save them, and those people were all covered up by special means and did not recognize them. Therefore, over the years, the Beggar Sect and the Seven Emotions disciples have had many disagreements, and I have never stopped them. ”

"Hehe, naïve. Zhu Qianyu glanced at Zhu Wuji, his face was full of disdain, and the snowflake sword in his hand brought out a cold current, and the qi wave formed a huge edge, directly enveloping Hua Yuke.

He was not too shocked by Zhu Qianyu's powerful blade, as a genius of the Seven Emotions Sect, he had been specially tempered since he was a child, and Hua Yuke had never flinched or feared.

Two weapons in his hands, a sword and a knife.

In the snow, Jian Chen hurriedly and deliberately took a few steps forward, and the aura emitted by Hua Yuke's Dust Road Sword seemed to be pulling his perception, and there was no trace of the release of the qi, which seemed to be deliberately informing him.

Hua Yuke stood quietly, her eyes closed and motionless, letting the snow flakes fall from her side.

The snow gradually became thin, and one by one the snowflakes automatically turned into raindrops in a five-zhang range around Hua Yuke, and there was no trace before landing.

When the wind comes, more and more raindrops are thrown out in the wind, the range is getting bigger and bigger, the speed is not fast, but a huge whirlpool is formed, and the drizzle outside the whirlpool is drizzling, gradually refreshing and sweet, and there is no chill.

Chen Jian hurriedly felt the gentleness of the melting snowflakes, and the direction of the gentle diffusion became more and more clearly imprinted in his mind.

Hua Yuke said softly: "Serious understanding! Remember as much as you can!"

Everyone looked at Hua Yuke who was surrounded by the vortex of mist with some confusion, and now all those who were left were masters, and those mist were not enough to block the sight of these people. The blunt sword was simply raised high, and the waist knife was thrown outward.

In Chen Jian's senses, a huge Dust Road Sword Phantom suddenly burst out of the whirlpool, colliding head-on with the edge of the Snow Sword. He looked at the direction of the waist knife with a slight puzzlement, and there was no trace of the waist knife in his perception.

"Huh?" Zhu Qianyu also looked at the oncoming waist knife with some puzzlement, and when he saw it, he couldn't feel it! He didn't dare to greet him, moved his body slightly, and waved a violent palm wind with his left palm, intending to shake the waist knife out directly.

Although the trajectory of the waist knife was strange, it was not enough to hurt Zhu Qianyu at this time! Under Zhu Qianyu's palm, the waist knife turned outward, changed its direction again, and circled around Zhu Qianyu quickly.

"Thirteen Ways to Kill, there are really some doorways!" Zhu Qianyu said with a grim face and some surprise.

Just as Zhu Qianyu was about to deal with it again, the waist knife began to slowly shatter until it shattered into many dust flakes and fell on Zhu Qianyu's body.

Zhu Qianyu's palm that was about to strike out paused slightly! Immediately, the pinnacle of the eight-rank peak quickly cleared out a tsunami-like hurricane, and those powders disappeared cleanly one after another.