The young man looked at Ye Qingguan with a smile, his delicate face was immature, his dark eyes reflected the swaying firelight, and the whole person had an indescribable etherealness.

On the other side, Ye Qingguan sat there quietly, half of his white hair was extremely eye-catching in the dark night, with a trace of inexplicable vicissitudes.

At this time, the two were frozen there, Ye Qingguan pinched the young man's wrist, no matter how hard he tried, it was difficult to move an inch, and he was only three inches away from the bronze scabbard.

"I'm sure I'll touch your sword. The young man said firmly, with an inexplicable confidence on his face.

"I said, you can try. Ye Qingguan still had that indifferent expression.

Brush!

The young man's other hand suddenly moved, as fast as lightning, and almost instantly approached.

He is fast, and Ye Qingguan is not slow, his slender fingers brushed, and his fingertips swallowed the sword, which was incomparably sharp.

The young man still had a smile on his face, but his subordinates suddenly changed, and their fingers were together, turning into a sharp sword, and they drove straight in.

Ye Qingguan flicked his fingers lightly, and used the incomparably mysterious spirit rhino sword finger, directly flicking the young man's finger sword to the side, the young man's face remained unchanged, his gestures changed, and he wrapped around Ye Qingguan like a snake.

Ye Qingguan flicked his fingers again, and the snake hit seven inches, directly hitting his life, making his wrist shake.

A fine light flashed in the young man's eyes, and the hand that Ye Qingguan had been holding was shocked, and he broke free, moved his hands in unison, and grabbed the ancient sword.

Ye Qingguan snorted coldly, flicked his fingers, and a circle of ripples visible to the naked eye rippled, as if the air was rippling.

But the young man was like a great enemy, the sword wave swung open, and the rising flames were cut off, his gesture changed, his ten fingers flew, and small sword rays shot out from his fingertips, blocking the sword wave.

He looked at Ye Qingguan with clear eyes: "The Sword Sect is number one, and it is worthy of its name." ”

Ye Qingguan looked at him and said lightly: "The second on the Sword Sect list is also very strong. ”

The young man's face finally changed, and he looked at him in surprise: "How did you know my identity?"

"Because you're lonely. Ye Qingguan said.

The young man's eyes narrowed slightly, retracting all his expressions, and he couldn't see the slightest expression on his round face, so he looked at Ye Qingguan quietly, and his eyes became as terrifying as an abyss at this moment.

"How do you see that?" said the young man, expressionless.

"A swordsman has a sword heart, I can feel it. Ye Qingguan's face was calm, but his heart gradually tensed.

The young man looked at him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, with a little mockery: "I'm lonely, I'm lonely, lonely...... Hahaha. ”

He kept muttering these four words, and finally laughed like crazy, as if he had lost his mind.

"Yes, I'm lonely, I'm so lonely! I've been alone in the sword mound for twenty years, no one to play with me, no one to practice swords, no one to talk to me, I'm really lonely!"

"So, all of you go and die!"

"I'm going to kill everyone I see, and when I'm the only one in the world, that's my way!"

He's completely crazy!

The black hair tied up by the crown of hair broke away, dancing like gods and demons, and a pair of eyes became like black holes at this moment, full of madness and killing, and the whole person instantly fell into a demon.

With a sonorous sound, the ancient sword behind him was unsheathed, and a black light broke through the sky, and the sword roared like a demon's roar, comparing all the darkness to the bottom.

Looking at the peculiar ancient sword, Ye Qingguan's eyes froze, and his whole body tensed.

Demon Sword, Demon Emperor!

An ancient sword that was buried deep in the sword mound and had not seen the light of day for hundreds of years, Ye Qingguan didn't expect to see it here.

This is an ancient sword that has not been entered into the Sword Pavilion.

And the identity of the person in front of him is also about to come out, the sword leader of the Dugu family's generation, the peerless swordsman who is second on the sword sect list - Dugu Xing!

"Die!"

Dugu Xing laughed wildly, a pair of eyes could no longer see the slightest whites of the eyes, it was pitch black, the Demon Emperor fell, Ye Qingguan felt as if he was being targeted by some great terror, and his scalp was about to explode.

Nickname!

The ancient sword revived, and a sword roared, like a dragon roaring, which made Ye Qingguan come back to his senses in an instant, looking at the demon sword, a touch of horror flashed in his eyes, with his rock-solid sword heart, he was actually affected!

The Demon Emperor Sword also burst out with terrifying sword intent at this time, and in a trance, it seemed that there was really a Demon Emperor who had revived, standing between heaven and earth, full of demonic nature, and people's moods were affected, intending to destroy everything.

"Kill!"

Dugu Xing grinned, with a maniacal smile, his eyes were completely dark, his black hair was dancing wildly, and the Demon Emperor Sword slashed down towards Ye Qingguan with unparalleled might.

Ye Qingguan held the ancient sword, his expression was solemn, and at this moment, Huo Ran drew his sword!

Scold!

A brilliant light tore through the night, and the ancient sword in Ye Qingguan's hand, at this time, Huo Ran was unsheathed by three inches, like a dazzling sun, dazzling, and the majestic sword qi poured out like a river that broke the embankment, submerging hundreds of zhang in a radius.

The ancient sword is three inches out of the sheath!

This has never been done before, even on the heavenly road, Ye Qingguan only pulled out an inch, but at this time, facing Duguxing, who was in the middle of the demon, Ye Qingguan brazenly pulled out three inches.

After raising the sword for twenty years, he has completed the sword soul, and Ye Qingguan doesn't know how powerful this sword is, but at this time, only three inches are exposed, and he already has such a might, and he wants to split the sky.

Nickname!

The sword was roaring, like a dragon roaring, and the sword drawing style was cast at this time, even if it was not completely unsheathed, but the terrifying sword light was beyond any previous time.

Like the first light that illuminates the world, the entire night sky is split in half, from the ground to the sky, across the universe, and directly hanging on the sea of clouds.

Dugu Xing roared angrily, and the pitch-black Demon Emperor Sword fell, like a dark canopy pressed down, plunging the boundless forest into absolute darkness.

Countless fierce beasts crawled to the ground at this time, trembling, feeling the fluctuations like destroying the world, whimpering and wailing.

Rumble!

There was a big explosion here, the night and the sword light collided, like darkness and light confronting, devouring each other, annihilating each other, the fine sword qi was like raindrops, and the aftermath of the swing formed a storm that swept in all directions.

With a click, the space shattered like a mirror, cracking one pitch-black crack after another, shocking.

The aftermath of terror swept through the place, and the trees that several people hugged were swept upside down by the wind, and then torn into the air by the sword qi, turning into countless debris.

The area with a radius of hundreds of zhang was directly leveled, and the ground cracked one after another, filled with terrifying sword intent, wanting to tear apart people's bodies.

A demon sword and a forbidden sword collided together at this time, sparking brilliant sparks, which are rare in the world!