On the main peak, Duan Jue and Luo Zhan fell into a fierce battle.

At the same time, on the other side of the "Purple Pole Mountain Range", there was a dead silence in the "Ten Thousand Swords Tomb".

Feng Buyao's physical body was still sitting motionless on the "Qingyun Sword Scar" in the depths of the rift, and his divine consciousness was still trapped by "Nie Qingyun".

"Nie Qingyun" still stood very patiently within the divine consciousness of Feng Buyao, looking at Feng Bu who had still gained nothing for so many days, he smiled incomprehensibly, and even had a little prank triumphant!

Finally, after being silent for so long, Feng Buqian trembled between his eyebrows, suddenly opened his eyes, and opened his mouth and exclaimed: "Lao Tzu is no longer playing! You are simply playing with me! I have scrutinized your sword marks back and forth countless times!

"Nie Qingyun" smiled and said indifferently: "So, you want to admit defeat!?"

"Fart!" Feng Buqian glared and said angrily, "It's you who are full of nonsense and deliberately tricking me!

Nie Qingyun said with a smile: "Don't say that I didn't cheat you, I really tricked you, but after all, you voluntarily took the gamble, and now you don't realize it, according to the gambling contract, then you will lose!"

Feng Buyao's face was red, but he couldn't refute it for a while.

"Nie Qingyun" smiled again: "How about it!? Now as long as you open your mouth to admit defeat, I will pass on the 'Seventh Style' to you and let you go immediately!"

"Don't think about !!"

Feng didn't owe it, and he didn't want to think about it, so he refused sharply!

Nie Qingyun put his hands on his shoulders and said with a smile: "Okay! Then let's spend it here! Anyway, I have time!"

"You !!"

Feng Buqian was so angry that his eyes widened, but he couldn't help it!

Although Mei'er is with her, "Nie Qingyun" can't trap his divine sense, but there is still a Qingzun eyeing him outside, and that's the big trouble!

Feng Buyu doesn't think he can escape from the front of a saintly powerhouse!

Feng Buyao rolled his eyes, smiled, and his tone softened a little in an instant!

"Master, don't play with me, old man! Disciple, I still have a lot of business to do, and I really can't accompany you here! Besides, I'm very boring, and I will only make you angry! If you really feel lonely and bored, come back and bring someone to you!"

Feng Buyao leaned towards "Nie Qingyun" with a flattering face as he spoke.

"I have a brother named Lu Rong, that kid is a ghost, he has a lot of ideas, and like you, he is also a good gambler! Why don't I let him do it for me, and he can play two dice with you or something! I must be able to make you happier than me! What do you think!?"

While Feng Buyin was shamelessly betraying his friends to seek glory, Lu Rong, who was watching the battle from the "Purple Qi Peak", was suddenly agitated and couldn't help but sneeze several times in a row.

Lu Rong pinched his reddened nose, looked at the dim sky and cursed a few words, thinking in his heart that he didn't know which bastard was saying bad things about himself......

And "Nie Qingyun" obviously didn't have the slightest interest in the "deer antler" in Feng Buyao's mouth, and let Feng Buyao talk wildly, he always turned a deaf ear and didn't say a word!

Feng Buqian got closer and closer the more he spoke, and finally when the two of them were less than five steps away, Feng Buyao's voice stopped, and he suddenly shouted: "Do it!!"

With a long dragon roar, a golden dragon phantom has instantly rushed out of its chest, and rushed towards the unsuspecting "Nie Qingyun" with lightning speed!

"Nie Qingyun" could not have expected that Feng Buyao would have such a back move, and when he couldn't dodge, his body was suddenly entangled by the golden dragon phantom, and he couldn't move at all!

He couldn't help but exclaim, and looked at Feng Buyi in disbelief, only to find that this stinky boy had a wicked smile on his face at the moment, how could there be a trace of flattery just now!

"Nie Qingyun" only then realized that he was put on the spot by this treacherous boy!

Looking at the "Nie Qingyun" who was restrained by Mei'er, Feng Buqian couldn't help but laugh twice proudly, and said, "How is it!? Master, Disciple's move, you can't guess it!?"

"Nie Qingyun" was slightly silent, and said with a smile: "You kid...... I didn't expect that there was such a big secret hidden on my body...... Hmph, I really lost my eyes...... But so what!? Even if you capture me, even if you destroy me! Qingzun will not let you go!"

"Ruined you!?" Feng Buqian sneered, "Who said I was going to destroy you!?

"Nie Qingyun" was taken aback: "You...... What do you mean by that!?"

"Okay!" Feng Buqian sneered, "I don't know how the guy who passed on my 'sword intent' offended you back then, I can see that you are quite resentful...... But don't always make things difficult for me, old man!"

"From the very beginning, you carved the sword marks for me to comprehend, but in fact, you were already deliberately misleading me, making me focus all my energy on the few sword marks you gave! I worked hard but could only understand the six forms from them, because there was no seventh form in the sword marks you gave me!"

"My mistake is that I have always regarded you as the real Nie Qingyun, but I have ignored that you are the sword qi that Nie Qingyun left in that sword mark!"

Feng Buyi raised his hand and pointed at "Nie Qingyun", and said word by word: "I'm sure that you are the 'seventh form' of the so-called 'Qingyun Peerless Sword Technique'!"

After listening to what Feng Buqian said, "Nie Qingyun" was silent for a moment, he couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, and after laughing for a long time, he finally said: "Not bad! Not bad! Count you brilliantly clever! Since my dealer's game has been seen through by you, then you have won!

As soon as the words fell, the "Nie Qingyun" was suddenly shattered, and poured into Feng Buyao's body with Mei'er!

Feng Buyu only felt a shock to his senses, and the scene changed in an instant, and he was on the top of a high mountain in the clouds!

The green clouds are swirling under your feet, and there are thousands of stars overhead!

Not far in front of Feng Buyao, a middle-aged man in green clothes stood with a sword in his hand, his body was thin, his long hair was scattered, looking at his face, Feng Buqian vaguely recognized that it was Nie Qingyun!

Nie Qingyun glanced sideways at Feng Buyao, didn't say a word, and flicked his fingers, and shot like electricity, and instantly engraved the word "cloud" that was crossed out under Feng Buyao's feet again!

When Feng Buyi was a little confused, he saw that Nie Qingyun pointed to the word "cloud" and said coldly: "Do you think that this sword mark is like this, it is because my sword intent is damaged and my sword heart is unstable!

"I swept through Dongzhou with the 'Qingyun Six Styles', and I didn't taste defeat! The 'sword intent' I realized became more and more arrogant, thinking that I was invincible in the world, and my eyes were empty!"

"Until the trip to Zhongshenzhou, I was defeated by a strong enemy and returned with a broken sword...... At that time, the 'sword intent' was really damaged, and the sword heart was shaken!

"After decades of retreat in the Purple Pole Mountains, I finally got rid of my demons. I finally understand that the pride of Jin Ling is not in defeating him, but in looking at himself!"

"The proud regard themselves as vast, but the vastness is greater than the universe, or they can be as small as dust!

Nie Qingyun shook the long sword in his hand, the sword light came out of the sheath, and Qinghong rushed into the sky!

"Before enlightenment, I said, 'Qingyun is a sword, unparalleled in the world'!"

"After I got enlightenment, I said, 'Qingyun is a sword, and bullshit is not as good'!"

"Boy, look at it! The last form of the Qingyun Peerless Sword Technique!"

"Broken sword and guard the heart! invincible and selfless!"

"Broken Sword !!"