At this moment, Xu Yanyu dared to confirm Yang Qingxuan's cultivation.

Among the seven disciples of their Kunhe Divine Temple, only he was in the early stage of the Emperor's Heavenly Throne, and the other six were all Xiaotian and Taitian, where could they stop Yang Qingxuan's sword!

"Kill him!"

Xu Yanyu's eyes were about to split, the violent aura on his body soared, suppressing the fear, the folding fan in his hand rose again, a wind blade covered it, and the whole world surged.

Countless soul lights converged into the treasure fan, and the shadow of a fierce beast appeared in the sky.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes were as bright as water, unmoved, and he always maintained an elegant sword, with his left hand behind him, as if he was strolling in his own courtyard and chanting poetry.

"Unsolved Zhuang is born with nature, and there are male and female in the Gangdao. ”

Another sentence of poetry, accompanied by the momentum of the sword, slashed towards the remaining two disciples.

At this moment, Yang Qingxuanren and the sword are one, in an extremely delicate state, between raising his hands and feet, a sound and a sword, all can be the Tao.

His fast sword intent was almost at its peak at this moment.

Wu Lin was even more stunned, such a terrifying sword intent and body technique, even if it was all the same disciples and brothers in Xuanxiao Xuanque, it was impossible to achieve it.

It's not that Xu Yanyu is too bad, but the person in front of him is too terrifying!

"Who the hell is he?"

Wu Lin stayed there in a daze, her eyes confused.

The green-toothed ghost's face contained extremely complex formations, and even her blue eyes couldn't see through it.

Wu Lin didn't dare to urge Qingyan too much, lest he cause this person's disgust and discomfort, and in the end it would become unfavorable to himself.

And her heart was beating so badly, the body and sword intent of the person in front of her were perfectly integrated with the poetry, almost like the Tao, which made her inexplicably pounding.

The two remaining disciples of the Kunhe Temple wanted to urge Huang Fu to escape, but when they heard Xu Yanyu's killing order, they all gritted their teeth and shouted, "Don't underestimate us!"

One person exerts his potential to the limit and punches him with a punch.

The other took out a bronze spear and stabbed it wildly.

Both of them are in the middle of the Taitian position, and under the same hatred of the enemy, they have exerted their potential to the extreme, and the space "rumble" has been exploded, and the powerful aura has been pushed wildly.

"Boom!"

But the power of joining forces did not have the slightest effect, and with a slash of Haoran's sword intent, the entire sky was cut open, and the two disciples were cut off at the same time, and they fell from the air without looking at it.

"Ahh

Xu Yanyu was even more crazy, desperately urging his martial soul and the Heavenly Weapon Treasure Fan, and he was the only one left to die in the Kunhe Temple, which made him explode in an instant.

Even if he was fighting with Xuan Xiao, there was no such tragic situation.

They are Kunhe Temple, one of the nine super powers!

Finally, the terrifying abilities converged in the air, the treasure fan was completely opened, and an ancient beast roared in the storm, Xu Yanyu poured the power of his whole body into it, desperate!

"Die!

"Boom!"

The storm surged down, and the earth burst open with a bang, and terrible cracks continued to spread in all directions.

Until this moment, Yang Qingxuan was still indifferent, silent under that sword intent.

After killing the last two disciples of the Kunhe Divine Temple, the sword intent picked up, took a step forward, and stabbed at the boundless storm.

At the same time, he read the last two sentences, "A little haoranqi, a thousand miles of fast wind!"

Yang Qingxuan's eyebrows trembled, and the powerful sword intent began to spread from his body, as if there was an endless sword soul contending, all of which poured into the Fighting Ghost God.

The boundless sword intent swept through the heavens and the earth, slashing into the storm!

"Boom!"

The entire storm cracked in an instant, and a Ling Ran sword intent rushed into the sky, and the aura swept through the sky!

"Oh! no——"

Xu Yanyu screamed, and his body exploded along with the treasure fan, and was blown away by the sword, completely disappearing without a trace.

At this moment, Yang Qingxuancai's pupils shrank, and he came back to his senses from the Haoran sword intent, staring at the fighting ghost god in his hand.

It seems that killing the seven people of the Kunhe Temple in an instant is just a trivial matter.

In fact, Yang Qingxuan really didn't think it was very important, on the other hand, the Fighting Ghost God in his hand was constantly flashing with soul light, and it seemed to be much more powerful than before.

It's like a broken sword soul repairing itself.

"Really...... Is it being repaired?"

Yang Qingxuan stood there in a daze, looking at the sword in his hand.

When he finally exerted that bit of heroic qi, ten thousand swords in the sword mound rang out in unison, and infinite power poured into the Fighting Ghost God, as if he had awakened this remnant soul sword.

Yang Qingxuan frowned, and thought of the hundred ghosts buried deep in the sword mound, the terrifying ghost sword, which only conjured up the ghost emperor, so that he still didn't dare to use it in vain.

There seem to be a lot of secrets in the Taixuan Sword Shrine, which he doesn't understand.

"Thank you for saving me. ”

A nice pleasant sound came, soft and soft, very comfortable to listen to.

Wu Lin was opening her eyes wide, looking at Yang Qingxuan without blinking, her blue eyes were clear and very cute.

And Yang Qingxuan swallowed inexplicably, why is the front of this little Lori so big?

He immediately drained away the distracting thoughts, smiled slightly, and said, "Don't stare at me, even if your blue eyes are not cultivated enough, you can't see through my mask." ”

"Oh. ”

Wu Lin blinked her eyes, and her black pupils returned to normal, but a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Because the blue eye is the inheritance eye of the Wu family, it has many different abilities, and there are strong and weak.

Wu Lin is the number one genius among the descendants of the Wu family, otherwise he would not have participated in the Firmament Martial Arts at such an age, and his talent is much stronger than Wu Qiyue.

And Wu Lin's blue eyes are a rare perfect body among the younger generation of the Wu family, and they almost have all the power.

Under the peep just now, Wu Lin had already seen Yang Qingxuan's appearance clearly, and secretly said in his heart: "He looks so good, why does he still wear a mask?"

Yang Qingxuan suddenly asked, "Qiyue...... Wu Qiyue...... Is she okay?"

Wu Lin was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Do you know my cousin? Could it be that you are here to participate in the martial arts discussion for her?"

Yang Qingxuan said: "It turns out that you are her cousin." ”

Wu Lin nodded heavily and said, "Cousin doesn't know what happened, she was crushed under the Blind God Cliff and suffered!"

Yang Qingxuan was shocked, his fists clenched violently, and a murderous cold aura erupted in his eyes.

Wu Lin was startled, and couldn't help but take a step back, and exclaimed, "You, what are you going to do?"

Yang Qingxuan secretly thought, Wu Qiyue is the daughter of Wu Xian after all, and she will not harm her, so she is a little relieved, and at the same time, she also thinks of why Wu Qiyue was pressed under the Blind God Cliff, most of it is related to herself, and she can't help but feel guilty.

Yang Qingxuan said: "You help me tell Qiyue, a little Lingxi shines on the earth, I will definitely win the championship of this competition!"

On that day in Tiancong Academy, he learned the sword and created this move, which was the name given to him by Wu Qiyue, as long as he said it, the other party would naturally understand.

(End of chapter)