Chapter 126: Seven Killings

The divine sword was born, and the sword roared like thunder, especially when it was held in the hand of An Lanxuan, it let out an excited tremble, as if he had seen the closest person, which made Bei Ming Xiu and Nangong Cheng change their faces at the same time, what does this scene mean, it is the most familiar to the swordsman, and the famous sword has already recognized the master. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Right and wrong grievances are empty, the vicissitudes of the world are changing, I didn't expect you to be still in this world. An Lanxuan's temperament has become more ethereal, like a fairy who is not stained with dust, giving people a feeling of being high up and looking down on all beings, making people ashamed of themselves and can't bear to blaspheme.

Ye Qingguan's eyes were magical, and he could guess at this time that An Lanxuan's previous life was afraid that he would have something to do with this sword and meet again in this life.

In the sword box behind him, the trembling of the ancient sword became more and more sharp, as if he had met a fateful opponent, and he was excited.

"Seven stars, is it really destined by heaven?" Ye Qingguan is very sensitive to the word seven stars, after all, it involves the birth of gods and the secret of immortality, I don't know if the sword in An Lanxuan's hand has something to do with this?

"Kill!" "Kill!" As soon as the Northern Immortal Cultivator gave an order, all the disciples of the Northern Immortal Family rushed towards An Lanxuan at the same time, this sword had been regarded as a thing in their pocket, and in order to take it for themselves, they even paid a huge price to the Nangong family and the Ximen family, hoping that they would give up the sword.

At this time, kill a stranger halfway and take the Excalibur for themselves, how can they not be angry?

More than twenty disciples of the Beiying family rushed towards An Lanxuan at the same time, Nangong Cheng gave an order, and the disciples of the Nangong family also moved, and a full forty or fifty people killed An Lanxuan, the sword aura was all over the sky, and the murderous aura was full of wilderness.

Zheng!

In such a chaotic situation, a crisp sword sound like the sound of a piano suddenly sounded, and a snow-white sword light suddenly appeared here, and in the void, there were snowflakes falling, making the heavens and the earth fall into a cold, holy and dusty.

"Ximen Piaoxue, what do you mean by this?!" Bei Mingxiu was furious, looking at the woman in white who was blocking him, his eyes breathing fire.

When Ye Qingguan heard this name, he was also slightly stunned, there was a sword immortal from the Ximen family, named Ximen Blowing Snow, a sword cold light, flying immortals outside the sky, like a comet across the continent, during the time when he was born, all the swordsmen on the rivers and lakes were eclipsed, and a type of flying immortal outside the sky became a legend, no one has ever seen him shoot, because everyone who has seen it has died under this sword, it can be said that he is the most legendary person among the sword immortals.

What does it mean that the woman in white in front of her is named Ximen Piaoxue? Does she also have the ambition to become a character like Ximen Fuxue?

"One step forward, kill you!" Ximen Piaoxue spat out cold words, and his voice was like a jade bead falling on a plate, unspeakably good.

Her temperament is very cold, but it is different from the person he has fought with, that person is pure and ruthless cold, but the woman in front of her is like snow, cold with holiness, unstained dust, like the snow lotus of the Tianshan Mountains, blooming.

Bei Mingxiu's eyes were cold, and anger rose, and he didn't understand why she suddenly made such an abnormal move.

"Why?" Bei Ming Xiu suppressed the anger in his heart and asked in a deep voice.

Ximen Piaoxue looked at him expressionlessly, and said lightly: "It has nothing to do with you!" This looks very similar to An Lanxuan, and he is too lazy to explain.

The anger in Beimingxiu's heart was burning, he was also a member of the Four Clans, and he had never been treated like this by the people of the Ximen family.

"You'd better figure out what you're doing?" said Bei Ming Xiu word by word, his eyes gloomy and terrifying.

Ximen Piaoxue pointed at him, without saying a word, already indicating his attitude.

"The seven-star sword is bound to be obtained by my Beiming family, and anyone who stands in the way will be killed! Even if you are the heir of the Ximen family!" "Beiming cultivation is ruthless, among the four clans, only their clan does not have the sword of Zhenzong that can be used, and because of the exercises they practice, they have been taboo by the martial arts righteous path and have been almost isolated, so they really want to get this sword and be recognized by the martial arts righteous path.

For this, even if it was someone who killed the Simon family, he didn't care, the middle and high-level of the clan had already explained it.

"You can try!" Ximen Piaoxue said lightly, his eyes unfazed.

"Simon's family, it seems to be a little familiar. An Lanxuan, who was holding the seven-star sword, fell lightly to the ground, looking at Ximen Piaoxue, a flash of remembrance flashed in his eyes.

"The ancestor of the Simon family has been waiting for the return of the adults. Ximen Piaoxue looked at An Lanxuan, his expression became extremely respectful, and he performed a strange etiquette.

Hearing this, Ye Qingguan's heart set off a turmoil, what was An Lanxuan's identity in his previous life, he had something to do with the Ximen family, and he had become an ancestor, and he had been waiting for her to return.

Bei Ming Xiu and Nangong Cheng glanced at each other, and they both saw the surprise and shock in each other's eyes, I don't know if the Ximen family still has such an ancestral training, and what is the identity of the dusty woman, so that the Ximen family who has been out of the sword immortal is so respectful?

"No matter where you are, this sword must be our Beiming family!" Beiming Xiu's heart was ruthless, and the killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he would never allow the seven-star sword to fall into the hands of others.

"Brother Nangong, help me, afterwards, I can represent the Northern Spiritual Skill of the Northern Underworld family and give you a look!"

Nangong Cheng's eyes flashed with a different color, he didn't expect the Beiming family to be really willing, and even their family's unique inheritance was taken out.

"Okay!" But he had already coveted the Northern Spiritual Skill, so why didn't he agree at this time?

An Lanxuan looked at the people around him lightly, her moon-white dress fluttering, as if she was going to ride the wind, and said to Ximen Piaoxue: "You retreat." ”

Ximen Piaoxue seemed to be surprised, but his expression was very respectful, he put away his long sword and retreated to the side, standing not far from Ye Qingguan.

An Lanxuan gently stroked the seven-star sword in his hand, the seven star imprints on it were extremely bright, and the sword body was silvery-white, as if there was a misty starlight circulating, deep and empty, like a starry sky.

"Male and female swords, seven stars and seven kills, but now there is only one of you left. An Lanxuan muttered, saying words that people couldn't understand, holding a sword and pointing to the sky, pinching a sword mark with one hand, a star on the ancient sword suddenly burst out with a light as bright as the sun, and a terrifying murderous aura erupted in an instant, making people's hearts cold and their scalps numb.

"Tianquan, kill souls!" The cold voice sounded here, and the murderous aura suddenly flourished, making everyone's souls throb for a while, like a man's back, as if he was being targeted by something terrifying, and the hairs on his body stood upside down.

Ye Qingguan's pupils shrank suddenly, and when he heard such a familiar four words, he remembered another sword on the Sword Pavilion.

"Seven stars, seven kills, is there any relationship between these two swords?"