Reckless, domineering, arrogant, disobedient to heaven and earth!

It's like a terrible country, like a terrible young man Tianjiao who has terrible strength but is crazy about the world, which is like an invincible existence that has been immersed in the position of the god of war for many years?

Returned, he was a teenager!

At this moment, the wind was surging, and countless people looked at Ye Qingcang and seemed to be stunned.

Ye Wushu was stunned, he had never seen his grandfather, who did not change his face even if the world collapsed, and now his edge is not restrained, roaring between heaven and earth, and his madness is soaring to the sky!

Cao Zhengzhong was stupid, he seemed to see him decades ago, he was just a nobody, and he saw Ye Qingcang who was killing all sides for the first time.

The Sword Saint's face was full of solemnity, he seemed to see that thirty-six years ago, because a disciple of Longhu Mountain went down the mountain to do evil, this god of war, one person and one sword, killed the scene on the top of Longhu Mountain!

Jiang Shan took a deep breath, he felt that this time the war had just begun.

The edge is no longer convergent, just kill!

Yan Beigui, who was on the other side, suddenly laughed wildly when he saw this, and tears appeared in his eyes, I don't know if he recalled the past or was contemptuous.

"Good, good. ”

"This is the Ye Qingcang I know, and you will also wake up yourself in my body. ”

"We're all teenagers. ”

"That's why I want to ask you to the top of this fragrant mountain, because I want to wipe out the defeat of decades ago with my own hands, and let the regrets of decades disappear!"

Boom, boom, boom.

Yan Beigui went crazy, like a mad demon.

Then, the two powerhouses turned into a ray of light, rushed straight into the nine skies, and collided fiercely, and the terrifying power stirred the elephant of the wind and clouds.

Jiang Shan felt the terrifying collision of power, took a deep breath, and his eyes narrowed, even if he felt this power, he felt frightened.

Is this Yan Beigui and Ye Qingcang?

A representative of an era!

I couldn't see it clearly, everyone, including Jiang Shan, couldn't see it clearly, and I only felt that there seemed to be an angry thunder constantly exploding above the nine heavens.

In this battle, both of them presented their most terrifying scenes in front of their biggest enemies in their lives.

Fight, don't stop!

"Jiang Shao, no matter what, even if my grandfather is defeated, please save his life, I beg you!"

With a pop, Ye Wudi knelt on the ground.

Knock knock.

At the same time, at least a thousand people knelt down at the same time, and they didn't speak, but the pleading look on their faces let Jiang Shan know that what they wanted to say, Ye Wushu had already said everything.

"Get up. ”

Jiang Shan took a deep breath, held everyone up with a palm of his hand.

Whether public or private, it is impossible for him to let Yan Beigui kill Ye Qingcang!

"Jiangshan, who do you think can win?"

Cao Zhengzhong also walked to Jiangshan's side with a solemn face, his face was a little dignified, this matter has too much to do with it, and it has to do with protection!

In the past, Mu Lao, who was sitting in the Purple Mountain, was Ye Qingcang suppressing the young people in the Quartet, and once something really happened to him, it would be a huge blow to the Dragon Group and the Divine Dragon Bureau.

"I don't know. ”

"They've reached their limit and say that anyone is going to win, and I believe it, and if you ask me to say which of them will lose, I don't know. ”

Jiang Shan shook his head, they have all been killed in this state, who dares to guarantee that they will win?

Boom!

At this moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to be smashed by a sledgehammer, and a billowing gray mist was directly exposed in the void, and then disappeared again.

The figures of Ye Qingcang and Yan Beigui were all smashed to the top of Xiangshan, and even the figures of the two smashed half of the mountain to pieces.

The rubble kept rolling down, the dust was everywhere, and the two of them crawled out of the pit again.

They were all covered in blood, their faces were pale, and their breath was a little weak.

But the eyes of the two were very bright.

Bright, like an aurora!

"Ye Qingcang!"

"I want to ask for your dragon sword!"

Yan Beigui took a deep breath and grinned.

Divine Dragon Sword.

Ye Qingcang's most terrifying sword, the name is very cheesy, but as long as anyone who has fought with Ye Qingcang will tremble and be afraid from the bottom of their hearts.

This sword has killed countless immortals, and the foreign powerhouses that have been killed tremble, even the pope sitting in the Holy See does not dare to look at it directly.

"Okay, if you want to ask for advice, then come. ”

Shout.

Ye Qingcang soared into the sky, and the three-foot green peak in his hand suddenly soared into the sky, and wisps of dazzling sword light continued to swallow at the tip of his sword, as if condensed into a star.

"I was defeated by your sword decades ago, and this time, I want to return it with my own hands!"

When Yan Beigui saw this sword, a solemn look on his face permeated.

Decades ago, he was defeated by this sword!

Now, he had to get up again from where he had fallen.

"Divine Dragon Sword Technique, a sword that shocks the world!"

Sass.

The sword body probed into the void again, and at this moment, the wisps of sword light were like flying clouds, directly spraying out along the tip of the sword, gushing into the void.

Then...... The sword light suddenly diffused, and it directly condensed into a terrifying true dragon, raised its head and roared, and swam directly to Ye Qingcang's feet.

At this moment, Ye Qingcang held a three-foot green peak in his hand, and stepped on the image of a real dragon, like a sword immortal who spanned nine heavens!

......

At this scene, everyone around was pale, and the terrifying true dragon continued to exude a vast killing power, as if it would wipe out the heavens and the earth at every turn.

"Haha, good, good!"

"Your sword is much more proficient. ”

"Ye Qingcang, I Yanbei will not accept anyone in this life, only one of you, but this time, I will cut off your head with my own hands!"

"Sword of Blood, Kill!"

Boom!

When Yan Beigui stomped into the void, clusters of blood light appeared on his body strangely, like bubbles.

Grunt, blood flew around his body, dense, and the scalp of the person watching it was numb.

Suddenly, the blood light spun wildly.

Whoosh.

The blood light turned into a whirlwind, wrapping around Yan Beigui's body, and the giant sword in his hand was also slowly raised at this moment.

The giant sword was raised, and the blood light followed, and the moment the giant sword was in the sky, the blood light around Yan Beigui's body had already disappeared, and all of them were condensed at the tip of the giant sword.

It's like a bead of blood, and you want to fight the world in blood!

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

The two of them roared in unison, and then suddenly moved.

Shout!

Ye Qingcang broke through the air with a sword and swept with a sword of the real dragon.

In an instant, the sky was filled with cold light.

Yan Beigui smiled hideously, the giant sword in his hand was simply stabbed, and a bead of blood on the tip of the sword suddenly burst out with an incomparable blood light.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The blood light was like a god, draped on Yan Beigui's body.

Two of you, one sword to win or lose!

(End of chapter)