It was a sword that was pitch black, like a black hole, devouring all the light in the world, and the holy hill was shrouded in night, and he couldn't see his five fingers, which was done by the sword in front of him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This sword is terrifying, it has always been held by a mysterious organization, and it has been passed down for many years, and each generation of its sword masters is a terrifying killer in the rivers and lakes, and in the dark night, it is a real king!

A moment ago, Qianye was still dozens of feet away, but at this moment, he suddenly came to Ye Qingguan's approach, shaped like a ghost, and stabbed Ye Qingguan's armpit with a sword, piercing through the heart.

Yan Bai guarded against them, but he still missed it, he didn't expect Qianye to have such a shape-shifting martial arts.

"Dare?!" Yan Bai was furious, and in his peaceful eyes, a terrifying killing intent erupted, like a rainbow piercing the sky, sweeping towards Ye Qingguan's side.

And at this moment, the remaining two of the eight Xuan Swords also moved, and the two ancient swords attacked and killed, and the sword momentum was surging, pointing directly at Yan Bai's heart.

Ye Qingguan has fallen into the biggest crisis since going down the mountain!

Eight Xuanjian, that is synonymous with the strongest, each of them is in charge of the famous sword, and is famous in the rivers and lakes, and is the top swordsman in the world, and it is difficult to meet opponents.

And Qianye, even among these eight people, is also one of the strongest few, with a sword, the entire Holy Hill lost its light, and was shrouded in the night, and at this time, the sudden killing machine made a half-saint like Yan Bai not be guarded.

The hairs on Ye Qingguan's whole body stood upside down, and the sharp edge that erupted in Qianye made his skin tingle, cold into the bone marrow, and his scalp numb.

"Ahh

Ye Qingguan roared, the internal force in his body erupted like a volcano, the ancient sword behind him emitted a dragon's roar, and the qi and blood rumbled all over his body, and the sixfold immortal que even let out a roar like Huang Zhong Dalu, and the iron sword in his hand was also handed out, and he used the nirvana in the Nine Dragons Sword Technique, and all his hole cards were unfolded in an instant.

The six-fold earthquake was violently, and the sound of dangdang was like a divine bell ringing, and a heavy internal force surged out of Ye Qingguan's body like a tsunami, which shocked many people, and the majesty of the internal force was simply incredible.

Especially the ancient sword on his back, at this time, it made a dragon roar like a sword soul, shocking people's hearts, straight into the soul, and making everyone shake.

Sting!

The ancient sword completely recovered at this time, and the strip of cloth wrapped around it was instantly torn apart by the sword qi, revealing its true face.

It was a bronze scabbard, mottled with rust, simple and vicissitudes, with golden veins entwined on it, delicate and wonderful, ingenious, outlining a majestic dragon-shaped pattern.

At this time, the ancient sword in the scabbard was constantly trembling, the sword roared like a dragon's roar, and the sword intent emitted made people's souls tremble, and a little bit of cold light continued to spray from the scabbard, as if it would be unsheathed at any time.

A tsunami-like internal breath swept out, and the sixfold immortal que shook violently, but it was difficult to stop the edge of Qianye, and the tip of the sword was barely paused, still less than a foot away from Ye Qingguan's armpit.

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The special skill in the Nine Dragons Sword Technique was displayed, and the iron sword burst out with a dazzling light at this time, and the blooming killing intent made the four fields cold.

While!

The two swords fought, and the iron sword was shattered almost instantly, but a condensed sword light still existed, enveloping the amazing killing intent and piercing the thousand nights.

Qianye's wrist shook, and the tip of the sword swallowed out a sword ray several feet long, crushing this mortal blow, but the sword momentum also weakened a lot.

At this time, the ancient sword behind Ye Qingguan flew out, emitting a terrifying sword sound, and a dazzling cold light burst out from the scabbard, making people's eyes tingle, and it seemed that it would be unsheathed in the next moment.

While!

Another sound like a golden cracking stone sounded, and the ancient sword and Qianye handed over, and countless sparks burst out between the collisions, and the fragmented sword qi shot out in all directions.

The ancient sword was shaken away, but the sword of Qianye was also changed direction, and it grazed Ye Qingguan's arm, bringing up a bloody light.

This kind of change is one after another, it seems complicated, but it happened in a moment of lightning, and many people didn't even see the situation of the two fighting, they could only hear the sound of the long sword colliding, and the sword qi that continued to burst out.

Ye Qingguan recalled the ancient sword, holding the hilt of the sword, his whole body was tense, staring at the thousand nights in front of him, the blood had already stained the sleeves of his clothes red.

Even if Qianye stood in front of Ye Qingguan, Ye Qingguan couldn't see his face clearly, his whole person seemed to be shrouded in the night, and all the light would automatically disappear when it came to him, like a black hole, mysterious and terrifying.

"You don't deserve this sword!" Qianye's gloomy eyes looked at Ye Qingguan, and for the first time he spoke, his voice was very good, and he seemed to be very young.

Ye Qingguan just held the ancient sword, together with the scabbard, and looked at Qianye like this, without saying a word.

Many people looked at this side, their eyes wandering on the ancient sword in Ye Qingguan's hand, with a look of surprise, and the dragon-like sword roar just now really calmed many people.

"What kind of sword is this, how can it be so similar to the voice of the sword soul?"

"The sword roars like a dragon, this sword, isn't it the legendary sword?"

Many people were speculating, but none of them said the name of the sword, and they were deeply afraid of something.

"Die!" Nangong Yu came from the sky, the long sword in his hand was possessed by the sword soul at this time, and became extremely powerful, every swing could inspire a majestic sword qi in the air, with terrifying killing intent.

Rumble!

At this moment, the Eastern Emperor killed, and simply threw a punch, but it was like a sacred mountain pressed down, making the heavens and the earth tremble, and the void trembled, as if it was really going to shatter the void and fly away.

Boom!

Several zhang long sword qi and fists collided, bursting out with a dazzling light, like a small sun exploding, countless sword qi flew in all directions, flying sand and rocks, trees rolled upside down, and the ground cracked into ravines, shocking.

Qianye's sword momentum turned at this time, and the murderous aura on his body suddenly reappeared, and the long sword pointed directly at Ye Qingguan.

And at this moment, Yan Bai, who was fighting fiercely with the Eight Xuanjian in the distance, stood in the void and shouted: "The sword is coming!"

In the depths of the Sage Mansion, there was suddenly a peerless sword qi spurting thin, like ink like a waterfall, hanging between heaven and earth.

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The sword qi tore through the sky, and a black sword light tore through the sky, shooting out from a distance, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be divided, and only an ink-colored long river lay there, separating the boundaries of the world.

The sword qi is like ink, the sword qi is like words, and the black air flow is swirling in the void, it is a deep ink color, and everyone seems to be able to smell a fresh ink fragrance, which is constantly floating in the void, condensing into obscure and mysterious ancient words, such as the Great Dao Tianyan engraved in the void, so that countless people remember, but it is difficult to understand.

The sixth of the Sword Pavilion, the ancient characters of the ink seal - Kong Yan!

Everyone's hearts shook violently, setting off turbulent waves, and the disciples of the Sage Lu were even more short of breath, their eyes were red, and they couldn't help themselves with excitement.

The ancient sword made of the inkstone of Sage Kong appeared in everyone's eyes in such a grand manner, and a sword qi like ink was difficult to dissipate in the void for a long time.