Airplanes!

In the courtyard of the Qi family, inside the vermilion gate, there was a sound of knives rising, no brewing, no momentum, thirteen sharp strands rushed into the sky, tearing the air, turning into thirteen thick pillars of true air, breaking into the clouds.

In a corner of Dragon City, dozens of heavenly clouds shattered, and the rising sun was like fire, as if the divine light of the heavenly realm descended on the earth, shining into the Qi family's compound, condensing on thirteen long knives of different shapes, crystal sharp like substance, intertwined and entangled, as if forming a terrifying red gold sky net, shrouding the seemingly plain young figure in front of him.

"There's ...... The ancestral house of the Qi family!"

"What a terrifying thirteen-strand sword momentum, is it ......?"

"The Thirteen Taibao of the Qi Family!"

In the Dragon City, almost in an instant, countless sword path powerhouses were alarmed, especially in a few places, there was a faint revival of qi, even if it was an ordinary professional swordsman, at this time he also noticed something unusual, this momentum was too amazing, although it was not a sword saint, but the sword momentum of the thirteen top sword masters came out together, and its destructive power was no less than that of the heavy weapon legion in the army, especially the spiritual oppression contained in it, and the killing power of living beings was far from being comparable to many heavy weapons other than nuclear weapons.

"Who ignored the Sword Master's Forbidden Covenant and fought in Dragon City?"

"Call the police, call the police, this is provoking public safety!"

Some professional swordsmen can't carry it clearly, shouting angrily there, some people are watching coldly, many families in Dragon City are intertwined, and the knife masters who dare to shoot in Dragon City can have a few young heads, either holding on to them, or not caring at all, and whether it is the former or the latter, it is not something that these little people can shake and offend.

The ancestral home of the Qi family.

Qi Yunfei's heart was beating for a while, even though the tempering of these days has made her have a state of mind far beyond her peers, but everything in front of her is still far beyond her psychological endurance.

She involuntarily followed the coarse white-robed figure in front of her, thirteen astonishing blades intertwined, and the air was cut and shattered, dense, like a spider web, and like a terrifying cosmic wormhole, about to swallow up all the light and heat in front of her.

Yes, she was blind.

In front of such a sharp sword, she had no power to observe at all, her vision was forcibly deprived, and the only thing left was the calm and steady footsteps in front of her, not slow, but like an ancient sky lantern, coming from the distant bitter cold years, illuminating the road ahead and igniting the thorns.

There was no sword, no movement, the young man in the coarse cloth white robe just moved forward, seemingly calm steps, but as if the edge of the sky fell, the thirteen people of Qi Mu Peak suddenly felt a sting pain from the depths of their souls, and as the figure approached, it intensified, and the majesty of the sword path that was extremely familiar to Qi Mu Feng and difficult to bear came again.

Like a heavenly sword hanging on the top, the sharp edge of the collapse of the world, like the momentum of the mighty divine sun, climbed to the extreme in an instant, tearing the sword momentum sky net in an instant, and the spiritual will of the thirteen people, like a candle flame in a hurricane, suffered a heavy blow almost in an instant.

Burst!

Before they could make a move, the thirteen people opened their mouths at the same time and spit out a reverse blood, staggered backwards, and even fell to the ground.

Everyone showed a look of shock, such as Qi Mufeng was no exception, even if it was overestimated enough, in the end, it still greatly underestimated the prestige of a sword saint, how could such an existence be despised because of their age, or they had been pampered for many years, and they had been lost in their reputation and judgment.

No!

Several Taibao exchanged glances with each other, as the top sword master, they had asked the old master for benefits many times, even if the old master had reservations, but the power of the sword saint, they had already known it, and now they were defeated, and they didn't have the slightest power to fight back, it was definitely not just a miscalculation of two words to cover the coffin.

An ominous premonition grows irrepressibly in my heart.

"Not good!"

Qi Mufeng's eyes widened, looking into the depths of the compound.

......

He's coming!

In the back house of the Qi family, Xue Qinghua's pupils contracted suddenly, and the figure in a coarse cloth white robe came from far and near, as if it came from ancient time and space, and it seemed like the vast scorching sun, rolling in.

For a moment, Xue Qinghua hesitated, whether her previous decision was really perfect, and whether the path she chose could reach the top, the road of the knife was endless, and life had an end, many times she could not be allowed to retreat, nor could she regret it.

The moon-white dress was agitated, and between Xue Qinghua's slender fingers, a golden knife handle spit out, she held the handle with one hand, and all the hesitation and questioning in her heart were chopped off.

Boom!

There was a flash of swords, like a river of gods flowing on the sun, lying in mid-air, scorching light and heat blooming, about to wash the heavens and the earth, and burn the Uchi.

The domineering and incomparable sword momentum faintly reflects a magnificent city, which is winding and somewhat hazy, like an ancient dragon entrenched, sitting on the earth.

Dragon City!

Su Qinian's eyes moved slightly, this woman incorporated the mark of the years of Longcheng into the sword posture, and wanted to integrate into the sword path of her body, this domineering state of mind, put it on the land of Xuanhuang, is the appearance of the emperor, but unfortunately in this world of the knife way, the trend of thought is broad, science and technology are derived, such a state of mind, in addition to blessing the knife path, there is only domineering and autocracy, which cannot be disobeyed.

Airplanes!

However, this knife has not been cut off, as if it has encountered an invisible barrier, Xue Qinghua's eyes are cold, her long skirt is agitated, and the golden blade is stabbed several times again.

Motionless!

The invisible barrier still exists, like a world wall, separating the two worlds, and no matter how hard Xue Qinghua tries his best, he can't shake it.

"No way! Who the hell are you!"

At this moment, Xue Qinghua finally changed color, and she shouted loudly, although she had not yet completed her transformation and the path of the Sword Saint had not been completed, but the sword just now was far beyond the top sword master, even if it was an ordinary newcomer to the Dao, it was impossible to take it motionless and calmly.

"Your knife, wrong. ”

Su Qinian lowered his gaze, shook his head, and said, "The sword path is upright, there is light, not only the will can be long-lasting, a knife like yours can't sharpen my way." ”

"What did you say!"

Xue Qinghua's eyes were very cold, the other party was actually questioning her sword path, she didn't put it in her eyes, even if she was not a sword saint, it was only half a step away, as long as she saved for another year and a half, she could impact the holy realm and turn into a knife, even if it was a sword saint, she was not qualified to comment on her path like this.

Bang!

The next moment, a majestic edge shocked, Xue Qinghua's long knife took off his hand, and he involuntarily retreated to the side, and the figure in the coarse cloth white robe no longer looked at her, but looked at the back mountain.

A long sigh resounded in the sky above the Qi family's compound, and at some point, an old man in a gray robe, with white eyebrows, and an ordinary looking old man appeared in front, with a rusty firewood knife hanging seemingly casually on his waist. (At the end of 19 and the beginning of 20, the two major events of obtaining the certificate and the wedding were completed, and in the next few months or years, the ten steps will calm down to complete the martial god, in addition, pray that the book friends in Hubei can get through the difficulties safely, and all the brothers and sisters of the martial arts league are healthy and have a good New Year.) ）