"I heard that there is a Seven Nights City in the Demon Domain that is recruiting reinforcements, and I am familiar with the name, so I came to take a look. ”

"Yun Qianlie, why don't you ...... either" Qiye looked at the young man who nodded at him, and the dusty aura on his body had not yet dissipated.

Obviously, as soon as he heard the news, he came from thousands of miles away, not just by the way, as he said.

"It turns out that the master of the Tibetan Dao Gate Jiangmen is also here, I originally thought that I would be the first to arrive, but I never thought that I was too far behind. At this time, Yun Qianlie also saw Jiang Linyun, a new ally beside Qiye, and the only remaining female disciple of the Tibetan Sword Sect.

"You're here too. ”

Jiang Linyun saw Yun Qianlie, but he was not as surprised as Qiye, he just nodded to him, and said hello.

Seven Nights looked at them, and it seemed that something had happened in the righteous path region that he hadn't seen, and he couldn't help but speculate like this.

"Brother Night, I just came here to try my luck, but I didn't expect to meet you here. Presumably, the Demon Lord of Killing who made a fuss and shocked the entire human monk world was you. ”

Yun Qianlie's speech was also fiery, and he did not shy away from saying the nickname given by the outside world to Qiye in front of everyone.

It turned out that it wasn't the Demon Lord of the Seven Nights, and the Seven Nights couldn't help but laugh a few times at himself.

In the past few days, he has been fighting wits and courage with the starry sky, and in the end, he paid a painful price to break this eternal night array, but it was the ignorant monks behind him.

"Kill just kill, I didn't expect the righteous monk to give me a good name. Qiye touched his nose and asked with some incomprehension: "You didn't come here just to catch up with me, right?"

Yun Qianlie shook his head.

He pointed to the hot sword in his hand, his eyes full of passion and fighting intent.

"Win it, I'll tell you. ”

Qiye looked at Yun Qianlie's impatient appearance, and was just about to respond happily, but Bai Xue on the side stood up and stopped him from moving forward. "Your wounds, don't be reckless!"

"Out of the way. I know it myself. ”

Qiye pressed down Bai Xue's blocking hand, he gestured to the latter with his eyes comfortingly, and then continued to walk to the front.

"It seems that after all these years, your determination to cultivate your sword has not changed. I've already felt that momentum from your Thousand Flame Sword, and that's good. ”

Qiye was praising Yun Qianlie, Yun Qianlie listened carefully, he would never forget the picture when he shot at the seemingly invincible Sword Fengxue with Qiye and Gu Xihan at the Demon Suppression Conference.

At that time, he had just understood what kendo was, and he had just seen a true kendo of sword cultivation.

So he wanted to try.

And now, several years have passed, and the three peerless sword cultivators who were once together, now Gu Xihan has been forced to become a puppet, and Qiye has become a notorious demon lord. As for Yun Qianlie himself......

Looking at the mottled rust on this Qianlie sword, it can be seen that his life is not wonderful.

But he still wanted to try again.

For the dedication to swordsmanship, at this point, the closest thing to Qiye is not the master's gentleman's style, not the senior brother's current and Xixi, nor the former companion Gu Xihan, but precisely the purest Yun Qianlie.

Yun Qianlie's sword was as pure as his people.

He likes to practice swords, he likes to become strong on the way to the sword, and he likes to go with his heart.

"In the past few years, everyone has not been doing well, but our swords are still there, and the way of the sword has not been lost, which makes me very happy. Qiye nodded at Yun Qianlie.

In response to agreeing to his conditions, Nanaya took out the Sword of Evil Punishment from the side. A particularly striking momentum began to climb from his body, and a serious look appeared on Qiye's face, which was an answer to Yun Qianlie.

Yun Qianlie saw Qiye's movements and felt the momentum of the cold oppression, and the whole person immediately tensed up and waited for it.

On the mottled patina on the Qianlie Sword, one by one like burnt round holes, black smoke began to emit from Xunliao, slowly wrapping the entire sword body.

This is different from the Thousand Fierce Swords that I had seen in the Demon Suppression Conference and the Seven Nights.

"Is this a new move?" Qiye raised his eyebrows, he used the evil sword to point at the different Qianlie sword, and asked Yun Qianlie. Because this is just a competition, he still has time to speak.

Yun Qianlie unabashedly admitted Qiye's speculation.

"Not bad. Man and sword, over the years, are slowly experiencing something. Just like the scorching mottled patina on this sword, it's all a story. ”

When he said this, there was a hint of complexity in the inexplicable whole atmosphere.

When the years go by, the people who were once young and frivolous have slowly precipitated and carried heavy burdens and ambitions. This truth is understood by Qiye, and Yun Qianlie also understands.

They are friends and confidants in the way of the sword, and they know people with their swords.

"Your sword seems to have a little more flavor than before. Seem...... There is more spirituality, and it is no longer as indifferent as it was back then. ”

Yun Qianlie looked at the evil sword that Qi Ye picked up, it was this divine sword back then, and he turned around and slashed in a dashing manner, cutting off the pavilion and tall building where the sword sealed the snow and watched the battle, and it was the spirit of this sword that left a deep imprint in Yun Qianlie's heart.

The sword of the seven nights back then was more of a kind of determination, a kind of indomitable indifference.

And now Yun Qianlie can feel that the evil sword he is facing is more like a wise man who has seen through the world.

Insight, see through all the flaws, all the secrets of yourself and the Thousand Fierce Sword, it seems that there is nowhere to hide in front of the seven nights.

"It's still as powerless as it was back then. Feeling this momentum, Yun Qianlie couldn't help but show a wry smile, but soon he restrained his smile again, picked up the Qianlie Sword again, and headed straight towards Qiye's position.

"But even so, I wanted to try it back then, and now I want to try again. ”

So, just as the fire dragon raised its head high, and then spit out the scorching and terrifying dragon flame dragon breath, a touch of fire burned through the clouds!

The sword is still the sword of the year, but the meaning has long surpassed that year, when the young man who used the sword clumsily, clumsily, using the Fire Phoenix Mountain, and today he has been able to perfectly integrate that majesty and atmosphere into this sword.

Good sword!

Those black smokes, like the black robes draped on the back of the fire dragon's scales, just rightly set off the momentum like a bamboo.

Qi Ye faced such a sudden sword, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then it was still the same, his left hand pinched the trick, and the sword body of the right hand of the evil sword suddenly soared, and suddenly turned into a monstrous giant sword and flew out of his hand.

The monstrous greatsword burned with another diametrically opposed blue flame, like an azure and icy dragon.

When the Icy Dragon and the Scorching Flame Dragon collided together, the black and white gas turned into mist and raindrops, dripping down, and the cold and hot rain mixed together and fell, which was indescribably strange.

A piece of the ground was frozen by a cold raindrop, and then quickly melted and evaporated by another drop of scorching rain, a process that lasted less than a few breaths.

But everyone's eyes were still focused on the top of their heads, where the two divine swords were clashing with each other, using the purest sword.

Seven Nights' means are far more than what he shows, whether it is his feng shui origin, or the Nine Returns Cold Tide Formula, the Great Mudra of the Evil Dragon, etc.

But he is still a sword cultivator, Yun Qianlie is also a sword cultivator, anything can be changed over the years, but only the sword path of a sword cultivator can never go with the flow and be buried in the depths of memory.

"Good!"

Feeling the oppressive force of the face, Yun Qianlie excitedly stared at the silent man opposite.

He had already clearly understood Qiye's current realm through the feedback of the Thousand Fierce Sword, but this not only did not make him feel uncomfortable, but on the contrary, he became even more excited.

Thinking about it at the beginning, even if Jian Fengxue was the first sword cultivator of the righteous path, Yun Qianlie dared to challenge him in person, if it was just such a setback that could knock him down, it would be too underestimating him.

On the contrary, because the stronger the Seven Nights, the more it proves that Yun Qianlie's decision this time is the right one.

And the strength of Qiye has given him an extraordinarily powerful shot in the sword road in the future, and the end of the sword path is far from being so simple!

Yun Qianlie held on for a few more moments, and finally when the fire dragon's blinding body was about to be worn away, he withdrew the immortal yuan instilled into Qianlie's sword, and he staggered back a few steps, and stood firm.

"Great, I didn't go wrong this time. Brother Night, you are still the same as always, walking ahead of all of us!"

There is no need to distinguish between winners and losers, just a collision and duel of moves, Yun Qianlie can already see the gap between them.

Qiye also withdrew the immortal yuan instilled into the evil sword at the same time, and his face looked a little pale, which was completely different from Yun Qianlie's ruddy and excited appearance.

"Brother Yun praised it falsely, I didn't expect that I hadn't seen it for a few years in a hurry, your sword path had already come so far, and your sword path cultivation had even reached the eighth realm, and you were about to break through that step, such a speed is really rare in the world. ”

After Qiye finished speaking, he couldn't help coughing a few times in a row, and he hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand.

But Bai Xue and Baili Song, who had been paying attention to the seven nights, coincidentally ran over from the left and right sides, supporting his body respectively.

Qiye tried to cover his mouth, but a bright red liquid still oozed from his hands, and the viscous dripping fell, making his face even paler.

"Just let you don't act rashly, it's obviously an injured body, and you still have to do it here!" Seeing Baili Xiange also coming over, Bai Xue's face was obviously stunned, but she quickly shifted her attention to Qiye, who was constantly vomiting blood.

"Brother Night, what's wrong...... Obviously it was fine just now...... Why do you ......?" asked Baili Xiange on the side, not without concern.

"I experienced the decisive battle of the eternal night before, and I fought the black star sent down by the starry sky, and it was good to be able to pick up a life, and now-"

Bai Xue said, glaring at Yun Qianlie, who was not far away, with a moist face and didn't know what was going on.

"Okay white snow, no more talk. Since Brother Yun was able to respond to the call of Seven Nights City and came here, he is our companion, and we will talk about any problems in the future. Now is not the time to blame anyone. ”

Qiye opened his hand lightly, and said in an unprecedentedly weak tone.

Seeing that his condition was worsening, Bai Xue didn't care that he was outside the Seven Nights City now, and that there were still many people there, so he couldn't help but support him and walked straight to the city.

Baili Xiange followed closely with a worried face, leaving only Yun Qianlie, Jiang Linyun and the others, staring at each other with wide eyes, not knowing what was going on.