Wang Ziye's body completely let go, and Qin Fan and Qin An, who was holding the old wine, fell into everyone's eyes again. Of course, these people only have Qin Fan in their eyes, whether they are evil, secular martial artists or cultivators, they are all just here for the banquet at the moment, and the purpose is the same, for that thing.

Of course, there are also some people with eccentric personalities, such as Wang Ziye. In fact, he can be regarded as going to a banquet, but others are going to dinner, and he is just to watch the play.

A big drama that can attract so many cultivators of three religions and nine streams will naturally not be bad. So, the always adventurous prince arrived.

But he was just watching the play, blocking the sword that represented the end, so he let go again, without a trace of hesitation, very simply. Because he himself is here to watch the play, all he cares about is the excitement of the scene itself.

The whole alley was silent, and the atmosphere was oppressive again.

In everyone's sight, there was only Qin Fan and the real person of Guangling not far from Qin Fan, and then as long as there was one more sword, everything would really be over.

Guangling Zhenren subconsciously looked at Wang Ziye on the side, Wang Ziye was stunned for a moment, then laughed and shook his head, turned his head to look around, and then said with a smile: "Is there anyone coming again?"

After waiting for a while, he looked at the countless people around him who were mixed with martial artists of various sects of the three sects and nine ranks, and then pursed his lips and twisted the black long sword that was lying diagonally on his shoulder, as if he was a little uncomfortable. Cai said: "It seems that no one is here, but it's a pity, there may not be a second person in this world who thinks of me who is so interested." He said helplessly, turning around and carrying the black long sword to leave here.

Because there is no good show to watch, he can't always help, because the scene is not good-looking, and the strength of the two sides is huge, so he doesn't want to watch it, just wait for the ending to be clear in a few minutes, and then watch these people coax that thing. It might be a bit of a no-brainer to think about it, he thought.

Qin Fan's hand was still holding the remnant knife, although he was a little unwilling, but he still knew that the next moment Guangling Zhenren drew the sword, it was the time when everything was over, even if there were too many unwillingness, too many regrets, too many too much, but he still had no choice, and he didn't know if people had souls after death, maybe they would know after they died.

A gust of wind blew, and a low guqin sound suddenly sounded in the ruins alley, the town was a little desolate and lonely in the wind and snow, there were a few white snowflakes falling on the ruins, the old wine was a little restless, and the mouth couldn't help but roar, there was white smoke emanating from its mouth and nose, and four bowl-sized hooves kept kicking the ground, and Qin An silently picked up the nine-stringed guqin, the sound of the qin was low and whimpering, like an ancient ballad, and like the music of the desert, with a sense of desolation and loneliness, but at the moment it seemed to be seeing off。

No one could see that Qin An's hands were shaking all the time, not because of fear, but because of resentment, and what she resented was only herself, why was she so wasteful, why could she only stand silently behind her brother and play the guqin to see her off at this moment, why couldn't she do anything, couldn't do anything......

So at this moment, the sound of the piano became deeper and more lonely, as if it was about to say something, and slowly sounded on the ruins of this street alley.

The prince turned away with his sword in his hand, shaking his head as if he was muttering something to himself, as if he was regretting something, but in the end his figure was getting farther and farther away.

The wind bear and the snow fox were also silent for a while, and then turned away silently.

The sound of the guqin gradually dissipated, and as the last sound fell, the entire nine-string guqin trembled violently, and gradually the trembling stopped, and a sword qi pierced the sky but sounded.

"Shhhh

Guangling Zhenren's sword broke through everything with the power of the small world with an irresistible strong momentum, stabbing straight at Qin Fan's eyebrows, the wind was howling, this sword was mighty, and the power was terrifying, the rubble flew, and the wreckage and ruins were lifted up again, just a sword!

There was a dragon roar on the sword, this is the head of Dragon Tiger Mountain, the unique sword intent of the Dragon and Tiger Sword, the sharp and domineering sword intent filled the entire alley, Qin An was overturned to the ground, the old wine "Hui Hu Hu" lowered his head and tried his best to resist it, Guangling Zhenren's eyes flashed with a touch of surprise, but then it was covered by a thicker killing machine.

At the end of the song, a sword of Guangling Zhenren was also released, and the killing machine burst out.

It's just that someone appeared at this time and let this good show continue to be staged.

It's not the Wind Bear and the Snow Fox, it's not the Prince Night who suddenly changed his mind, and it's not the other cultivators around.

The piano is over, but the story is not, no matter how good or bad the story is, there is always someone who likes to watch it, even if it is just this one person.

A burst of bamboo Xiao followed by the end of the guqin sound continued to sound, crisp and pleasant, but with a unique Xiao sound of low and sad.

Wang Ziye, who was in the distance, suddenly turned around, his eyes flashed with a strange divine light, it seemed that it was fiery and awe, and even some other complex emotions, there are definitely not many people in this world who can make Wang Ziye feel awe, who is the person?

The Wind Bear and the Snow Fox also stopped, and turned to look at the figure of the man above the ruins, a little thin and thin, but with a sense of loneliness, because he was always alone.

But at this moment, a person slowly walked out from behind Qin Fan and his party, and before the darkness slowly dissipated, a long sword had already rushed towards the Dragon and Tiger Sword that was slashing towards Qin Fan.

Who is Guangling Zhenren, that is the head of a generation, the head of a generation of Longhu Mountain, who is against him in the famous faction, and who dares to go against him.

A long sword glowing with blue light pierced everything along the way, and just like that, it rushed towards the Dragon and Tiger Sword, and the two magic weapons immediately collided together.

The blue light rolls up, with a terrifying murderous aura, not like the righteous way but not like the evil way. The murderous aura is fierce and strong, and the blue light gradually dissipates, this sword Guangling really recognizes, and he also recognizes this unique sword intent.

It is to act chivalrous and righteous, go to the sword fairy faction of the Bashu Sword Mountain, they sacrifice the sword with demons, the whole sect is mostly a white cloth and an iron sword, according to legend, it is spread from ancient times, it is the three major sects of the righteous way to kill the most extensive and destroy the most demons. He has quite a prestige in the entire cultivation world, so who is this person in front of him?

Guangling Zhenren has to perform a killer every time, and someone always comes to stop him, and at this moment he is even more angry, commanding the flying sword, and the long sword breaks through the air and makes a tiger roaring and dragon rage, he wants to give that person a good look.

In fact, there are few divine weapons in the world that can block his dragon and tiger sword, and the sword glowing with blue light in front of him is also a divine weapon in the righteous path, how could he not know it?

The darkness above the entire alley seemed to be broken with a light, and then it seemed as if a blue sky was revealed, and it was a sword light, with a cold way, swooping down from the sky.

Facing the head of Longhu Mountain, this sword is still very arrogant, still full of coldness, even if this sword is not as good as the Dragon and Tiger Sword, and if it is not as good as Guangling Zhenren, it still does not retreat, and stands in front of Qin Fan.

"The Langya Water Jade Sword is really extraordinary!" Although Guangling Zhenren's face was not good-looking, he already knew who the person was, so he did not continue to make the next sword, because he was afraid that he would end up bullying his juniors.

That's right, the person who came was a young man, and it was a woman.

In the smoke and debris of the stones, a woman walked out from behind Qin Fan, dressed in a white shirt like snow, with a long sword in her hand, blocking Qin Fan's front, Qin Fan was suddenly a little inexplicably moved, it turned out that he had not been abandoned by this world, and there were still others who wanted to protect him.

"The younger generation Bashu Xitong has seen the real people of Guangling. ”

This voice is cold, just like the sword in her hand, a long sword is full of murderous aura, this is a woman who is obsessed with sword cultivation, most of everyone present also knows this name, it is rumored that it is the reincarnation of the first generation of fairies in Bashu, and a magical swordsmanship has long been proud of his peers, catching up with some of the predecessors of the older generation, and she is also famous for her swordsmanship, as well as her peerless appearance that is a few points better than the legendary fairy.

Wind and frost brought snow, an indifferent voice sounded, and then she slowly turned her head and looked at Qin Fan. Qin Fan was stunned, even if he was blind, he was still stunned in his blood-colored sight, this woman, even he couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment.