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After reading the handwritten book left by Qingcheng Kendo, the Weisheng Daoist bent his knees and knelt heavily towards Zhao Yue.

"Ask my seniors to save my Qingcheng faction!"

At this time, all the swordsmen on the city wall, whether they were disciples of the Qingcheng faction or not, all knelt down on one knee and said in unison.

"Ask my seniors to save our lives!"

Seeing this, Zhao Yue sighed and said: "I am indeed here for Yitian Chess this time, because Master Longshi said that the four major forces are forcing Qingcheng together, even if they have the ability to reach the sky, they will not be able to return to the sky." Originally, I just wanted to get back Yitian Chess and save Qingcheng Kendo, and the life and death of others have nothing to do with me. However, if you break the ring once today, you will meet Yue Song when you go out of the city. As for the rest, you will be blessed!"

The people of the Weisheng Dao were overjoyed, as long as they heard that Zhao Yue, the young pavilion master of the Sword Pavilion, was willing to drag down Yue Song, the black-clothed swordsman who had returned to the Void Realm, the pressure faced by Shangqingcheng would be reduced by half. With the power of the whole city, coupled with the Heavenly Thunder Sword Shrine Great Array, it is completely hopeful to drag the sect master Qingcheng Sword Dao back.

"Qingcheng Kendo didn't expect the four major forces to be so decisive and send the Returning Void Cultivator to the secular realm to destroy themselves. A few days ago, he told me that in the past few days, there is a sword intent that is locking on him, not to kill the other three swords, but to have a more vast sword intent, but there is no killing intent in the vast sword qi, only pride. However, although this sword intent is strong but weak, it seems to be a tooth-changing child holding a famous sword in the world, which is simply incredible. ”

"Before the nine sons of the Ling family came to the city, Qingcheng Sword Dao vaguely captured this kind of sword intent. Therefore, let the nine sons of the Ling family transfer the tiger away from the mountain and carry themselves in the vast mountains, just to conceive and cultivate sword intent, so that he would not encounter a situation that he had never encountered after practicing swords for half a hundred. The nine sons of the Ling family, with the same sword intent, although they can form a large array and have the strength to kill and condense the gods, Qingcheng Kendo still can't look down on such clumsy swordsmanship. He is not going to abandon you, but to hold on until he returns. ”

After Zhao Yue finished explaining, he flew in front of Yue Song, a few miles outside the city, stood with his hands in his hands, and said loudly: "Can Yue Song give advice!"

The black-clothed swordsman Yue Song smiled heartily: "Brother Zhao insists on this trip to the troubled waters, don't blame my brother for not taking it lightly!"

With a thunderbolt stab, he wanted to get out of his hand.

Yue Song jumped in the air, and the knife was already in front of Zhao Yue, both of them knew that their moves had the ability to shake the city and pull out Yue, and after looking at each other, they both flew up to 100 meters above Qingcheng.

"Brother Zhao, two years ago, at the Sword Conference, you and I both returned to the void in half a step, but you lost to me, today I will not be as merciful as last time. Yue Song licked his lips and said.

"The Sword Tournament is just a battle of swordsmanship and swordsmanship, and there are too few martial arts involved. Why don't you use your Dao skills to your heart's content today, and the younger brother will take revenge for the original sword?"

"It seems that Brother Zhao is healed and forgot the pain, and he dares to invite the battle so hardly, I don't know how heavy the Yue Ren sword has been?"

"The Yue Ren Sword is one of the ancient Cihang sages' preaching techniques, Zhao is not talented, and when he broke through and returned to the void, he was lucky enough to break into the fourth level. ”

When Yue Song heard this, his eyes were stunned, and he didn't expect that Zhao Yue's sword path would take a leap forward in the past two years. I heard that the ancient Cihang sage, when he broke through the realm and ascended, he used two tricks to break the prison furnace and fly away. The fourth weight of this Yue Ren Sword is already the first step of the Yue Ren Sword Technique, Yue Song can stabilize all the swordsmen in the early stage of the Xiuzhen Realm, but at this moment, he has to pay attention to Zhao Yue, the fourth weight of the Yue Ren Sword in front of him.

"It seems that the Xiyue sword technique practiced by my brother is a bit clumsy, but I was able to defeat you under my sword two years ago, and it should still be today. ”

After Yue Song finished speaking, he slashed at Zhao Yue with a knife that had accumulated momentum for a few breaths.

Zhao Yue held the Yue Ren sword, stood in the air, and after swinging the sword to block, not to be outdone, he returned three or two sword qi to Yue Song.

"Hundreds of rivers enter the East China Sea, and all streams are dynasties. My generation is now practicing swords and swords, which is nothing more than practicing one or two spiritual qi, to put it bluntly, it is to cast that form god, one qi dao technique. Brother Yue's practice of swords and return to the void has already swept away the eyes of the sea from the rules of heaven and earth in our world. In this world, there has been a sword dispute since ancient times, the sword has Xuanyuan Qingping Zhuxian, and the knife has Minghong Nanhua Dragon Sparrow, all of which are the essence of heaven and earth, but the root of the sword is still the word Taoism just said, and Brother Wangyue pinned the Tao of the sharp weapon in his hand. ”

"Brother Zhao bears the qi of this heaven and earth left by the saint of Cihang, and his cultivation is a thousand miles in a day, and he has stood on the top of the mountains after the year, looking at the beautiful scenery under the mountains. I, Yue Song, was born in the Han Sect, and I have stepped from the Southern Regret Yue Sect step by step to the position of the current leader of the Yinlong Dojo, and the people of my generation who have been killed and hindered are not tens of thousands, but thousands. The regret in his hands is too murderous, and he is angry, but everything is beyond me. ”

Yue Song didn't want to say anything, so he directly summoned the Regret Yue Sword Soul from his body, and swung it towards Zhao Yue with a brazen blow that could cut Song Yue.

Zhao Yue held the sword and took the knife, and the sword soul of the Yue people in his body broke out of his body, directly attached to the sword, and the right hand holding the sword squeezed out a trace of blood.

Yue Song changed from holding a knife in one hand to holding a knife in both hands, turning sideways in the air, and the blade slashed on Zhao Yue's blade. Only to collect a knife, a knife and a knife, the blade is sharp but not heavy, the shadow of the mountain floats on the blade, violently slashing towards Zhao Yue's chest, forcing Zhao Yue to be unable to fight back, so he can only take Yue Song's offensive one after another.

The fighting of the cultivators is nothing more than the words "the mountains and rivers are exhausted". As long as the battle under the concentrating depletes the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi stored in the opponent's body, most of them have been successful. And the cultivator stepped into the contemplation and returned to the void, and the vitality in the body could already return to the heaven and earth, and when it was only to be used, it would come with a wave of his hand, and it would be endless. Yue Song's fierce moves were just to not leave Zhao Yue the slightest chance to breathe, if he was slightly negligent for a moment, Zhao Yue could replenish the required vitality, restore the world in his body, and fight again with his sword.

Yue Song knew that he was so swordsman, even if he swung the knife a hundred times, it would not hurt Zhao Yue. And Zhao Yue, who had already cultivated the fourth level of the Yue Ren Sword, seemed to be deliberately recuperating at this time, only in the first few swords of Yue Song, he was slightly embarrassed, and now he was blocking Yue Song's offensive with one sword after another, and his expression was indifferent.

After slashing forty knives, Yue Song stopped retracting the knife, his eyes gradually returned to clarity from madness, but when he woke up, in just a few breaths, Zhao Yue had already switched from defense to attack, Yue Ren's sword and sword qi were wanton, and Zhao Yue's green shirt was bulging.

"The fourth weight of the Yue Ren Sword!"

Qingyi Zhao Yue split three sword qi in a row, and one or two swords Yue Song opened one by one with the regret Yue sword technique. After the third sword was swung, Zhao Yue shouted, and the long sword slashed straight down from the upper left corner, and the momentum was urgent. Rao is Yue Song fought tens of thousands of people at the same level, and his skills were swift again, and when he jumped back, Zhao Yue's third sword sword qi and solid fourth sword had reached the tip of Yue Song's nose. Yue Song didn't have time to think about anything, he held the hilt of the sword in one hand and the back of the knife in the other, and the vitality between heaven and earth surged to his hands, trying his best to block the fierce fourth sword.

A hundred meters above Shangqingcheng, the air exploded, and within 100 meters of the battle between Zhao Yue and Yue Song, there were Vientiane cultivators who did not dare to approach at will, for fear of being negligent for a moment and being affected by fluctuations.

A mouthful of blood spit out from Yue Song's mouth, and a touch of viciousness flashed in his eyes. Then Yue Song was angry with his left foot, and his body bounced up, brushing two knives, and attacked Zhao Yue.

Zhao Yue in the green shirt stood still, the corners of his mouth sneered slightly, and the long sword swung lightly, and he was too empty.

A primordial spirit several times larger than the body came out of the body from the top of Zhao Yue's head, and the long sword in Tsing Yi pointed directly at Yue Song, and the two swords that galloped dissipated without wind.

"Since you don't want to go to Qingcheng with regrets, if you have the upper hand, you insist on fighting me in the sea of knowledge, how can I, Yue Song, refuse?"

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After a sword.

"Thank you seniors for the sword!"

Qingcheng Kendo turned and left, leaving a long sword stuck in the vast green mountains.

After closing his eyes for a quarter of an hour, the ninth prince flew south with the black-clothed man Shuo Jiu Imperial Sword.

A quarter of an hour ago, he was still the ninth prince of the innate realm, and after opening his eyes, he became a golden pill, and his body was surging by the wind and clouds in the three zhangs, lightning and thunder, and the vitality of heaven and earth was frozen for a moment, and then he was furious.

Above the sky, a pair of eyes gathered by the purple clouds moved slightly, as if they were dissatisfied.

"Only the guests need to build a foundation, why should we stick to the realm of this world opened by my generation?"

"Even if there are three million sword immortals in the sky, it is not enough for me to kill them with one sword!"

The man in black obviously felt the change in the mentality of the master in front of him, and asked worriedly, "Why is the prince so anxious?

Jiu Gongzi, who was in a good mood, didn't want to explain anything, but he still said something to Shuo Jiu.

"Because my name is heavenly!"

Qingcheng Kendo, which flew away, changed a sword on his back, and the sword body was engraved with the word "Qingping", and the long sword left in the vast green mountains was engraved with "Absolute Immortal".

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