"Lifeless Sword Venerable, I agree to your conditions!"

A roar.

There was a burst of laughter in the distance, and the laughter came from far and near, and at the same time, an incomparably powerful killing intent swept in, stirring up the storm.

"Hahaha, didn't you do this a long time ago?"

A man in a black robe suddenly appeared in front of everyone, the man's eyebrows were narrow, and his eyes were as sharp as a falcon.

There was a sword hanging from his waist, and that sword had no scabbard.

The black sword body was wrapped with wisps of sword qi, and each wisp of sword qi contained an incomparably terrifying ...... Killing Intent!

As the man's name suggests.

There is no living sword, there is no living under the sword!

"It's him, the Lifeless Sword Venerable, one of the three great sword venerables in Qinzhou!"

"He actually came here, and it seems that he has made some kind of deal with the Divine Weapon Pavilion, does this guy also want to deal with Yi Changqing?"

"Wusheng Sword Venerable, the way of the sword of killing is second to none in Qinzhou, even if the other two Sword Venerables meet him, they have to retreat, whether they can fight or not is two words, the main thing is that this guy is a madman, and none of the swordsmen who fought with him are alive. ”

"Lifeless sword, lifeless under the sword is not a joke, the most perverted thing is that even if you are lucky enough to survive after fighting him, then he will hunt you down to the ends of the earth, and he will definitely not let you live, madman!!"

"The Divine Weapon Pavilion actually invited such a madman!"

"The Divine Weapon Pavilion attaches far more importance to Yi Changqing than we thought. ”

Yi Changqing raised his eyes to look at the Lifeless Sword Venerable, and the corners of his mouth rose.

"It's another Venerable, or a Sword Venerable, interesting. ”

He momentarily pressed the idea of ending the fight.

Ouyang Jinhong looked at the Wusheng Sword Venerable and said coldly: "I promise you the conditions, as long as you can kill Yi Changqing, my Divine Weapon Pavilion is willing to build a king-level spirit sword for you!! ”

The King-Rank Spirit Sword is the condition proposed by the Immortal Sword Venerable.

It is also the reward that the Divine Weapon Pavilion wants to pay him.

"Hah, good!"

Wusheng Sword Venerable laughed and stared at Yi Changqing, "Are you the sword envoy of the Sword Sect, you have been in the limelight recently, even I have been suppressed by you, which makes me very unhappy, so unhappy that I want to kill you." ”

"Kill me?" Many people have such thoughts, but unfortunately, none of them can succeed, so you, can you?"

Yi Changqing took a step forward.

The cold sword pressure exploded in an instant.

The sword pressure was like a tide, and the sword qi was like a dragon soaring into the air, Yi Changqing looked at the Lifeless Sword Venerable in front of him, and the white jade Wuxian in his hand trembled slightly.

"Very good, good sword press!"

"A swordsman like you, I must be very happy to kill you!"

An excited smile appeared on the face of the Immortal Sword Venerable.

The black sword at his waist suddenly clenched.

The unsheathed black sword slashed out, and the majestic and sharp killing sword qi exploded, mighty and swept towards Yi Changqing.

Yi Changqing also did not show weakness.

A sword slashed out, and a crimson sword light appeared.

The same sword of killing!

Just as powerful!

The sword qi was intertwined, and the boundless sword pressure spread violently.

There was no shortage of swordsmen watching around, and at this time, they only felt their blood boiling when they looked at such a sword qi, this was a battle at the level of Sword Venerable!

If you can learn a thing or two from it, it will have a great impact on them.

But alas.

They didn't watch it for long.

Because Ouyang Jinhong intervened, he joined the battle with a divine spear, disrupting this pure kendo dispute, making some swordsmen frown dissatisfied, but there was no way.

Who called someone the master of the Divine Weapon Pavilion?

Can they still point at other people's noses and scold?

"Ouyang Jinhong, who told you to stir up the situation. ”

Ordinary swordsmen don't dare.

But Wusheng Sword Venerable didn't have this concern, he frowned and said dissatisfied, Ouyang Jinhong was not angry, and said indifferently: "Yi Changqing's ability should have been seen in secret just now, you can't kill him alone, you and I will join forces to fight quickly!!"

If it weren't for Ouyang Jinhong who couldn't solve Yi Changqing alone, he wouldn't have called Wusheng Sword Venerable to help, in the same way, Wusheng Sword Venerable's ability was similar to him, and he couldn't kill Yi Changqing alone. 139

"Hmph, that's it, I'll put up with it for the sake of the king-level spirit sword. ”

Wusheng Sword Venerable snorted coldly.

He looked at Yi Changqing and killed at the same time as Ouyang Jinhong.

The two Venerable Realms dealt with a martial artist who had not yet reached the Heavenly Spirit at the same time, which did not exist in the history of Qinzhou, no, or in the history of the entire Ink Spirit Realm, which shocked everyone's eyes.

If it weren't for the frenzied energy, it would be like a real coercion......

They may even wonder if they are dreaming?

The two Venerables joined forces to deal with Yi Changqing.

The battle intent, sword qi, and spear mangs shattered countless gangfeng in the void, and gradually, Yi Changqing was suppressed by these two people.

Come to think of it, these are two Venerables!

It was already incredible that they could support these two people for so long, but as for turning defeat into victory, they didn't think about it.

That's too much of a challenge for them to bear.

The black, murderous black long sword and the white jade Wuxian clashed at each other, and the chilling sword qi swept out like a mountain and a tsunami.

Blocking the Lifeless Sword Venerable, Ouyang Jinhong behind him has already been killed.

The sword qi in Yi Changqing's body swirled and exploded suddenly.

After forcing back the lifeless sword venerable, he slashed out with a backhand.

With a sonorous sound, Yi Changqing's hasty response could not completely block the power of this shot, and the whole person was blown away dozens of miles away by the gun.

Wusheng Sword Venerable, Ouyang Jinhong took advantage of the situation to pursue.

They couldn't leave Yi Changqing the slightest respite.

Facing the strong forcing of the two......

Yi Changqing smiled.

"I had a lot of fun fighting this battle. ”

"But, it's time to end. ”

What is he saying?

Everyone didn't come back to their senses about Yi Changqing's words.

It's time to end?

What do you mean, he is obviously at an absolute disadvantage, what should be over, even if it is over, he will die......

The crowd didn't have time to think about it.

I saw Yi Changqing's lips open lightly, and between the light spit out, the boundless sword qi gushed out, and the sword qi was like the Yangtze River, gushing out in the air.

Wusheng Sword Venerable, Ouyang Jinhong's faces changed slightly.

They each urged a killing move to block the sword qi.

Can be immediately followed.

A terrifying sword pressure that they had almost never seen before came out of the sky, and that sword pressure appeared like a storm, like a tsunami, like any force capable of destroying all things, and directly swept hundreds of thousands of miles in a radius.

Under the pressure of this sword, everyone was shocked.

The swordsmen's swords couldn't help but tremble.

The clever swordsman and his own sword are sensitive, and at this time, they all feel that their sword is revealing an inexplicable emotion.

It's fear, it's excitement......

I can't help but bow my head and bow down.

"What's going on!!"

The eyes of all the swordsmen were fixed on the long river of sword qi.

I saw that in the sword qi in the sky, a silver-white long sword appeared in the void, the sword was three feet four long, revealing the brilliance of the peerless sword.

A white palm suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword.

The sword qi dissipated.

In its place was a skyrocketing sword pressure.

Within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, the sound of the sword chant restrained the clouds.

It was the sword in the hands of countless swordsmen, and it greeted the sword of the gods.

The swords of the gods came out, and the ten thousand swords surrendered.

Yi Changqing is holding a shocking hand, a peerless demeanor, unique in the world.

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