A purple long sword floated silently in the air, and three long swords guarded the surroundings, this purple sword was like the king of the sword.

When Zhao Qianqiu approached the purple sword, several of the swords of the surrounding guards raised their scabbards slightly, threatening Zhao Qianqiu.

"These swords are so spiritual?" Zhao Qianqiu was slightly stunned, feeling at the spirituality of these swords.

When Wang Yixin saw this purple sword, he exclaimed: "It's actually the Zixiao Divine Sword!"

Seeing this sword, Li Yixian and Huang Yishi also showed surprise, and they were no longer calm.

Zhao Qianqiu tentatively took two steps forward, but Gong Wei's spirit sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and the blade exuded a chill.

"Isn't this sword also something I can have?" Zhao Qianqiu was a little unwilling in his heart, this purple long sword was actually the best sword he had ever seen! Even the three spirit swords of the arch guards around it, judging by their quality, were far higher than the emerald green long swords he had seen before!

Zhao Qianqiu thought that this sword was so spiritual, and he didn't know if he could understand his words, so he spoke: "Purple sword, purple sword, I don't know your name......!

Unexpectedly, before Zhao Qianqiu finished speaking, with a "hum", the Zixiao Divine Sword and the three around him were unsheathed at the same time, stabbing directly at Zhao Qianqiu's door!

Zhao Qianqiu was startled, and hurriedly leaned back, and the four swords fell short at the same time.

", don't you like me if you don't like me, can't I go?" Zhao Qianqiu was scared into a cold sweat at the moment, and complained at the four flying swords.

But Zhao Qianqiu didn't expect that these four flying swords did not leave as he imagined, but suddenly turned around and stabbed towards him again.

"It's endless!" Zhao Qianqiu ran away, he was unarmed, how could he fight with these four spirit swords of extraordinary quality!

Zhao Qianqiu ran all the way, fortunately, although these four flying swords have a little spirituality, but after all, they are ownerless, they have no wisdom, they will only stab directly, Zhao Qianqiu is relatively easy to dodge, if they know swordsmanship, then Zhao Qianqiu doesn't know how many times he has died!

At this moment, the three old Taoist priests in the Xiaoyao Hall watched Zhao Qianqiu being chased and killed by the four flying swords, but they were smiling, and they were not in a hurry at all.

Li Yixian said even more happily: "The two junior disciples think that my apprentice can accept this Zixiao Divine Sword?"

"Meeting is fate, this Zixiao Divine Sword has already played with this kid. I think this kid has an eighty percent chance of subduing this Zixiao Divine Sword!" Wang Yixin stroked his beard and said with a smile.

Huang Yishi smiled and said, "Then I bet that this kid will not accept the Zixiao Divine Sword!"

Wang Yixin glanced at Huang Yishi and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Huang, then let's add some color, how about it?"

"Okay, I heard that Senior Brother Wang, you recently got a new banjiao green cow with three percent of ancestral blood, if I win, how about giving me that cow?" Huang Yishi rolled his eyes and said with a smile.

Wang Yixin glared, but said: "I didn't expect that Senior Brother has already taken a fancy to Senior Brother's treasure, then I want a furnace of Senior Brother's newly baked Seven Wonderful Qingxin Pill!"

Hearing this, Huang Yishi's face also changed, and he mourned: "I found two Jiazi materials for my brother, and I just got the materials together, and I just succeeded in this furnace of Seven Wonderful Qingxin Pills!"

"Is that senior brother willing to gamble?" Wang Yixin laughed, and he also looked cunning.

"Bet!" Huang Yishi finally gritted his teeth and made a bet.

Zhao Qianqiu was chased all the way by these four flying swords, but he was forced to the side of a mountain cliff.

"It's over!" Zhao Qianqiu suddenly felt nervous when he saw this situation, "Why did I run to such a place in a panic!"

At this time, the four flying swords were thinking straight of Zhao Qianqiu's stabbing, but Zhao Qianqiu could only close his eyes and wait for the execution!

"Bang!" Zhao Qianqiu was saying goodbye to the person he knew in his mind when he heard the sound of metal colliding.

Zhao Qianqiu opened his eyes, only to see that there was gold in front of him, and he couldn't see anything clearly, "So dazzling?"

After getting used to this dazzling light, Zhao Qianqiu saw the situation in front of him, only to see a spirit sword emitting a dazzling golden light that shook the four swords led by the purple sword and protected himself!

"Which senior's sword is this? It is so powerful, one sword shook back four swords, including the Zixiao Sword!" The three old men in the Xiaoyao Hall looked at each other, the difference was that Huang Yishi's face was very happy, but Wang Yixin's face was slightly pale.

Zhao Qianqiu looked at the golden sword that protected him, and suddenly became a little obsessed, only to see that this golden sword, whether it was color or line, was very in line with his aesthetics, and at this moment, the majestic majesty of one sword and four swords made him even more heartbroken.

At this moment, the purple spirit sword that fell to the ground suddenly shook and let out a clear sound.

The most terrifying thing is that there is a response in the distance.

Then Zhao Qianqiu saw that another cyan long sword that exuded the meaning of forest cold flew over with two long swords.

", this sword can still be called a helper!?" Zhao Qianqiu suddenly screamed, feeling very incredible!

"Qingxu Divine Sword! The sword of Qingxu Zhenjun, who was called the twin sons of Shushan together with Zixiao True Monarch back then! Then aren't the other four swords the swords of their four swordsmen back then?" The three old men in the Xiaoyao Hall were very excited at the moment, and they had never seen Zixiao Divine Sword and Qingxu Divine Sword in Lingjian Peak!

Because of the particularity of Spirit Sword Peak, even the three of them cannot enter again, because each Shushan disciple can only enter once in his life, it is a rule, and it is also a decision of Spirit Sword Peak to prohibit it, and no one can disobey it.

Seeing that there are actually seven opponents now, no matter how strong this golden spirit sword is, it is impossible to defeat seven with one, not to mention that these seven spirit swords have obviously formed some kind of formation!

Zhao Qianqiu thought of what the master said, once he got the sword, he would be sent out of the Spirit Sword Peak by the prohibition of the Spirit Sword Peak, and he didn't hesitate immediately!

The moment Zhao Qianqiu grabbed the hilt of the golden long sword, the seven long swords also formed a certain formation, and just as the sword qi slashed towards the place where the golden long sword was.

Suddenly, Zhao Qianqiu and the golden long sword disappeared together, and after the seven long swords pierced the air, they were obviously stunned for a moment, and the seven swords went around in a circle, but since there was no enemy, the seven swords flew to their original places again.

The moment Zhao Qianqiu held the golden long sword, he felt that he was suddenly wrapped in a mysterious power.

In the next second, the golden long sword trembled slightly, and then a thought came from the long sword in his hand: "Master, I'm Riyao, I'm finally waiting for you!"

Then a sword technique entered Zhao Qianqiu's mind together, and along with it, there was a very faint wisp of sword intent, which also fell into Zhao Qianqiu's sea of consciousness like a seed.

"Sunrise Sword, Sunyao Sword Technique?" Zhao Qianqiu looked at the sudden extra information in his sea of knowledge.

Zhao Qianqiu opened his eyes, but found that he was standing under the Spirit Sword Peak, and what was in front of him was still the path he had chosen, and the only thing that had changed was that he had an extra golden long sword in his hand at this moment.

"The world is impermanent, maybe everything will eventually return to the starting point, but it is different from when you first arrived at the starting point?" A feeling suddenly came to Zhao Qianqiu's heart.