"Yuqing!"

Jian Yuexiang said word by word, gritted his teeth, and said a name that even he dared to shock!

In fact, how can an old man like him, who is about to die and still has an obsession in his heart, let go of such hatred?

He thought he was letting go, but it was because he understood that he was not Jian Qingyu's opponent, and he forced himself to let go. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Later, when he heard that Jian Qingyu Dantian had been abolished, he had already been seriously injured and died, and Yun Qingyang was the wife of the noble Taoist sect master, so he naturally had no choice but to let go.

But at this moment, seeing Jian Qingyu appear again, the hatred he had suppressed for twelve years instantly exploded, and he couldn't help but tremble with excitement!

"Yuqing, Yuqing Gongzi!"

"Could it be that he is the swordsman who has been seriously injured and died after rumoring that the dantian has been abolished!"

"Didn't he die eleven years ago?

"Could it be that he is really the son of Jian Zhenming, as rumored to be, was buried in the forbidden land of Sword Mountain by the city lord after his death, and now he has returned his soul!"

......

Jian Yuexiang had already gathered a lot of Sword Casting City guards behind him, looking at the white-clothed and white-haired Jian Qingyu, he couldn't help but believe more and more in the theory of deceitful corpse resurrection!

The furnace of Sword Mountain is the holy place where the sword family casts swords, and above the sword mountain, it is the burial place of the clansmen of the sword family who have status in the past dynasties, and it is respected as a forbidden place.

At this moment, Jian Qingyu, who had been rumored to have been dead for eleven years, suddenly had white clothes and white hair, and his face was cold, and he went down the mountain leisurely, which was naturally terrifying!

"What kind of deception corpse resurrection! His dantian was destroyed, and his cultivation was completely wasted, even if he was a terrible ghost, what could he do!"

Jian Yuexiang snorted coldly: "Don't take him down yet!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The two guards hurriedly responded and rushed towards Jian Qingyu with their swords.

If it was the swordsmen who drew their swords back then, they naturally didn't dare to make a mistake, but now Yuqing is already a wasted person, and they are grandmasters and masters, so what are they afraid of!

Jian Qingyu was dressed in a white robe, clean and clean, walking slowly on the stone steps, his face was cold, but his eyes had been looking indifferently into the distance, and he didn't seem to notice the guards of the Sword City and Jian Yuexiang, the deacon elder of the Sword Family, who gathered at the foot of the mountain in front of him!

The two guards jumped their bodies, lightly tapped the stone steps, their hands were claws, and they flew to the left and right of Jian Qingyu, and their claws went straight to Jian Qingyu's shoulders, and their movements were completely identical, worthy of being the guards of the ancient family, well-trained!

Just when the claws of the two guards were still three inches away from Jian Qingyu, they snorted, and their bodies flew upside down weakly, and their true qi quickly subsided, and their aura also dissipated, falling heavily on the ground in the distance.

Everyone was shocked, and one by one looked at the two guards who were already dead with blood spitting out their mouths, and then looked at the white-clothed, white-haired, spotless, and slow-walking Jian Qingyu, and an inexplicable fear hit their hearts.

Jian Yuexiang's face also became difficult to see, how Jian Qingyu shot to kill those two guards just now, he didn't see it clearly at all, and he didn't even see whether Jian Qingyu made a move.

Everything happened too fast, like a dream, the more I looked at it, the more inexplicable it became, and the more I thought about it, the more unreal it became, but the bodies of the two guards who fell to the ground and died clearly showed that something must have happened just now!

Jian Yuexiang stared at Jian Qingyu deadly, as if his hatred for him was already unforgettable, or he wanted to find the slightest change in Jian Qingyu's face, or he wanted to take a closer look at whether he had really cultivated to the end of his cultivation......

But Jian Qingyu's gaze was still indifferently looking into the distance, there was no trace of breath around him, there was no stagnation in his footsteps, and he didn't even seem to notice that the two Sword Casting City guards had fallen to the ground and died just now.

But the more this was the case, the more fear grew in Jian Yuexiang's heart.

Decades of experience had taught him that the more unknown the danger, the more deadly, how terrible an enemy who couldn't see the other party's attack was?

But Jian Yuexiang is unwilling to retreat, he is a congenital master, and he is also the elder of the sword family, his pride, status and reputation do not allow him to retreat without a fight, and the hatred between him and Jian Qingyu does not allow him to retreat!!

"Signal! Shoot together and take him down!"

Jian Yuexiang shouted loudly, and a ringing arrow came out in his hand, and the guards of Sword Casting City had already rushed towards Jian Qingyu together.

After all, this place is a forbidden place for the Sword Family, as long as they stop Jian Qingyu for a moment, there will be a steady stream of masters coming to reinforce it!

Many guards flocked to them, but Jian Qingyu still didn't look at them, and there was no preparation in his hand, and his footsteps did not change in the slightest, but the person had already walked down the stone steps and walked down the sword mountain!

Just as Jian Qingyu's feet were all walking down the sword mountain, the four guards who rushed to the front had already rushed in front of Jian Qingyu, and the four long swords had already stabbed towards Jian Qingyu.

This time, Jian Yuexiang still didn't see Jian Qingyu make a move, and Jian Qingyu's pace did not change in the slightest, but the four guards who stabbed him had already flown upside down, and even the dozens of guards behind them flew upside down one by one.

Behind these guards, four long swords were stuck diagonally upside down on the ground, the hilt had already sunk into the ground, and the blade of the sword was pointed diagonally at the sword green jade, flashing with a cold glow!

There was not a trace of blood on the four long swords, but there was a hole in the bodies of the dozens of guards, some were in the vital point, and some were lucky to save their lives!

The masters who rushed towards Jian Qingyu stopped one after another and gathered around Jian Qingyu, but no one dared to step forward again!

Jian Yuexiang couldn't help but take a step back, because the direction in which Jian Qingyu was advancing was exactly where he was, but after taking this step, Jian Yuexiang regretted it, he couldn't retreat, as soon as he retreated, his pride, status and reputation would disappear.

But he was afraid of death!

People are always afraid of death when they are old!

He is no exception, not to mention that he still has too many concerns!

Stiffly straightening his legs and pressing his feet firmly, Jian Yuexiang couldn't help but tremble when he looked at Jian Qingyu's indifferent expression and steps without the slightest hesitation.

"Let's get on him!"

Jian Yuexiang roared excitedly: "Whoever kills him, the old man will ensure that he is promoted to the position of commander!"

Jian Yuexiang suppressed the fear in his heart, but his voice undoubtedly betrayed him, and the eyes of the others looking at Jian Qingyu became more and more frightened.

But the allure of power, status, and fame is obviously huge, and even if you know that there is a nine-in-ain-ten chance of dying, there are people who are willing to fight for that one percent chance!

Behind Jian Qingyu, two middle-aged men glanced at each other and quietly attacked Jian Qingyu from behind.

This sneak attack was not fast or powerful, but their movements were very light, and the long sword stabbed out, without the slightest sound, and it was extremely difficult to detect.

But before they could stab Jian Qingyu's vest, they felt a terrifying power spread through their bodies, and wherever they passed, the meridians were broken and the viscera were shattered, without the slightest pain or a sound, and the two of them lost consciousness and fell to the ground, with blood still gushing out of their mouths.

The two corpses smashed to the ground, as if they were smashed in everyone's hearts, everyone's hearts jumped, their faces turned slightly pale, and their bodies couldn't help but distance themselves from Jian Qingyu again!

"What's going on? Why can't you see him making a move at all!"

Jian Yuexiang was terrified in his heart, and he stubbornly controlled his legs, which were already trembling slightly, and his right hand was tightly held on the hilt of the sword, but he couldn't raise the courage to draw the sword no matter what.

Walking down the stone steps, Jian Qingyu's footsteps seemed to be much faster, and after the two middle-aged men smashed to the ground, with just one breath, Jian Qingyu's figure flashed, and it had already appeared in front of Jian Yuexiang.

As long as he pulled out the long sword, Jian Yuexiang's sword could stab Jian Qingyu, but he even trembled violently with his hands, like an old man who was about to die, his body was slightly rickety, and he kept trembling, as if the wind would blow to the ground.

Looking at Jian Qingyu's indifferent face so closely, even though he couldn't feel a trace of breath from his body, Jian Yuexiang still couldn't control his body anymore, and retreated sideways in fear.

But his legs were already numb, and with this movement, the whole person fell to the side, and his gray hair, gray beard, old face, and clean brocade robe were all stained with a large amount of dust.

Sitting up in embarrassment, Jian Yuexiang had already seen that Jian Qingyu's figure had already walked slowly into the distance, his pace was steady and slow, but the speed at which the figure left seemed to be extremely fast.

"Elder Yuexiang!"

"Elder, are you alright?"

Several guards hurriedly stepped forward and helped Jian Yuexiang up.

Jian Yuexiang stood up with difficulty, looking at Jian Qingyu's gradually disappearing back, his pale face suddenly swelled red, and then suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then his head tilted, and he actually fainted!