Seeing that the two ordinary iron swords had become so powerful, many people also reacted, it was not an evil dragon at all, but a legendary sword soul!

Sword Soul!

It is a kind of creation of heaven and earth, and it takes the opportunity to go against the sky to be conceived, a sword has spirituality, and if it raises a sword spirit, it can already be regarded as a peerless sword, and once the sword soul is born, it is a peerless divine weapon that is rare to see in a thousand years!

The way of the sword has been inherited for thousands of years, and the ancient swords that have raised the sword soul are only a handful, all of which are rare weapons in the world. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the 5,000 years of the Tianlan calendar, the three heroes of the Mo family rated the sword pavilion without precedent, and more than 200 famous swords were ranked on it, and it can be said that each of them is a rare divine weapon in the world.

But there are more than 200 famous swords, but only a handful of them have raised sword spirits, not to mention those who have raised sword souls, there are only two or three.

Seeing the legendary sword soul appear here at this time, how could everyone not be excited?

With the sword soul, the ordinary hundred refining iron swords can become peerless divine weapons, and evolve such a terrifying sword qi, if the material of the sword is better, wouldn't it rush to the top ten of the Sword Pavilion?

What is the most important thing for a swordsman? There is no doubt that it is the sword in his hand, and with a peerless sword, it is not difficult to achieve a counterattack and kill.

Especially those swords in the top ten of the Sword Pavilion, each of them has a great origin.

For example, the first place is a sword of the emperor, and it is also a sword of killing the emperor, at least it has been stained with the blood of four emperors, and it is the most ruthless; the second sword pavilion is needless to say, it has always been guarded by Kunlun, you know, it can be known as the hometown of all gods, the closest place to the immortals in the legend; and the third Lei Jun is the congenital sword fetus bred by the Tianchi of Changbai Mountain, and then after three years of thunder casting, it is natural, and has the unfathomable power of gods and ghosts!

Now that the sword soul is in the world, if it can be obtained, how much creation it should be? It is not difficult to become the top swordsman in the world!

Everyone's eyes became fiery and greedy, staring at the iron sword, their eyes red, and their breathing became heavy.

Ye Qingguan stood aside, looking at the iron sword suspended in the air, surrounded by sword qi, there was a majestic sword momentum in the air, and the ancient sword behind him was even more irrepressible trembling.

"Kill!"

I don't know who made the first move, the atmosphere here was instantly ignited, and countless people rushed towards the sword soul, wanting to get it and become the top swordsman in the world.

And in such chaos, Ye Qingguan's muscles and bones changed, and there was a crackling sound, and he instantly became another person, even Dong Ruyue, who was standing opposite him, felt like he was facing a stranger.

"Stay here and don't expose yourself. After saying a word to Dong Ruyue, Ye Qingguan rushed into the crowd.

Ancient Sword Sword Soul, he will never allow anyone to touch it!

Laugh at!

He shook his hand to draw the sword, the iron sword was sonorous out of the sheath, and the momentum of a thousand blades accumulated in a sword, which exploded in an instant, and the flowing blade was like light, splitting the night sky.

"Ahh

Several people in front of him let out screams, some had their arms cut off, some were pierced through their chests, and blood was sprayed, indescribably fierce and calm.

Ye Qingguan walked with a sword, killing one step at a time, like a Shura coming from hell, cold and thirsty for killing, the sword light was swallowed, the iron sword was like a dragon, and every time the sword fell, it would bring up a bloody light!

Laugh at!

A powerful sword intent suddenly came, and Sen Sen's sword qi bloomed in the void, like a folding fan being opened, and like a peacock opening the screen, the brilliance flickered, the edge was exposed, and it fell overwhelmingly towards Ye Qingguan.

Ye Qingguan's eyes flashed slightly, the iron sword passed through the air, and the rainbow sword trick was cast, the sword light was shadowless, and it was extremely fast, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, like a long rainbow through the sun, disintegrating the sword qi like a screen fan.

Ye Qingguan stared at it and recognized that the person who made the move was the one who entered the Sage Mansion with him, and it was obviously also a Jianghu person who came to inherit the Eastern Emperor, but at this moment, he had the idea of a sword soul.

"Die!"

It was a very young man, only twenty-three or fourteen years old, holding a long sword, the body of the sword was shiny, and it was engraved with exquisite patterns, and the sword grid was very peculiar, like a peacock with a long feather opening screen, printed with an ancient family emblem.

"Is it them?" Ye Qingguan did not frown slightly, and saw the origin of this young man.

But his men were not slow, the sword changed, the iron sword slashed upward, shaking the man's long sword away, and then a sword stabbed out, straight at his chest.

The man's kendo cultivation was not low, he dodged this sword sideways, pulled out a sword flower in his right hand, and swept towards Ye Qingguan with another sword.

Ye Qingguan raised his sword to block this blow, and then flicked his fingers, and flicked it on the man's sword seven times in a row, a strange rhythm and fluctuation spread, swinging in a circle of ripples, the man's arm shook violently, the long sword almost came out of his hand, and the tiger's mouth was even more shattered, and blood flowed.

Forcing the man back, Ye Qingguan turned around and killed to the other side, not wanting to provoke the ancient family behind the man.

But the man was aggressive, obviously being forced back by Ye Qingguan made him a little annoyed and angry, looking at Ye Qingguan's back, the sword was like a spiritual snake, piercing him in the back of the heart.

Ye Qingguan's eyes suddenly turned cold, did he really think that he didn't dare to kill people?

He turned around, and the sword momentum suddenly became extremely majestic, like a rolling river pouring out, mighty, endless, countless sword qi converged, turned into a sword river, and rushed straight towards the man.

The man's face changed, his eyes were full of horror, he turned around and retreated into the distance, but it was too late, and the rolling sword river rushed forward, knocking the long sword in his hand away, and then, his whole person was pierced by the dense sword qi, his eyes widened, and he couldn't bat at death.

"Fifth brother!"

"Fifth Young Master!"

Two exclamations sounded, Ye Qingguan turned his head to look, and saw a man who was also young and a fifty-year-old man rushing towards this side together, and the sword intent that erupted was even more powerful.

Ye Qingguan frowned slightly, feeling that things were a little difficult.

When he was in Changbai Mountain, he killed the two elders of Longhu Mountain, but in the end, everyone there died, so the news did not spread, and he was always safe and sound.

Now, though, things seem to be getting a little tricky to deal with.

The man and the old man looked at the corpse on the ground and found that his aura had completely disappeared, and only a pair of eyes were round and full of unwillingness.

The old servant closed the man's eyes, and when he raised his head, a pair of eyes became cold and terrifying, staring at Ye Qingguan deadly, full of strong killing intent.

And another young man had already stood up, pointing his sword at Ye Qingguan, and the murderous opportunity was revealed!

"Kill the people of my Nangong family, there is no forgiveness for killing!"

Ye Qingguan stood with his sword in his hand, his eyes were cold, and he looked at them indifferently, without the slightest fear.