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Chapter 295: A Sword Is Enough

"I know, he killed the old man a demon beast back then, and for this matter, the old man couldn't sleep for a whole week. Zhao Qiqi looked gloomily at the white-clothed young man in front of him, and when he found that the latter did not have the slightest spiritual power fluctuation, the corners of his mouth were filled with a playful arc: "Unexpectedly, I haven't seen you for a few months, and your cultivation is completely gone." ”

"Even if I cultivate to nothing, I can still beat you to the ground! I said that I would destroy your body with my own hands, and this will work today!" Ye Qingyun said domineeringly, without a trace of momentum on his body, but there was a strong aura in the invisible, extremely powerful, and extremely frivolous.

What if you don't cultivate?

He's going to take the life of this old dog!

"Oh?" Hearing this, Zhao Qiqi didn't have the slightest anger on his face, and completely regarded Ye Qingyun's words as a fart, the playful arc at the corner of his mouth became bigger and bigger, and he said disdainfully: "What are you relying on?"

"A sword. Ye Qingyun said indifferently.

The old man in front of him didn't even use the cultivation of the Heavenly King Realm, he could kill with a single sword, leaving no way to live.

"Hehe, hehe. Zhao Qiqi smiled again, he didn't believe the latter's words at all, he came here to discuss with the elders of the Yuncang Holy Land about the competition in the Yuncang Sea Fortress!

Each fortress will have a martial arts competition every three years, and the top ten people can participate in the eight desolation competitions every five years!

It was home to the most gifted youths of all the fortresses.

Wang Tianbang came from this.

The Eight Desolation Fortresses have eight major fortresses, and each fortress holds a martial arts competition, which will be unprecedentedly lively.

"A sword?" he said disdainfully, looking at it that way he didn't believe it.

A sword killed him, was it a dream?

"Yes, a sword, you can take care of it!" Ye Qingyun's right hand was placed on the hilt of the Ruthless Sword, and then he said solemnly to the Ruthless Sword Spirit: "One sword, kill him." ”

The Ruthless Sword Spirit could hear the monstrous anger from the latter's voice, and knew that this matter was not trivial, so he responded: "Don't worry, master, this person, one sword is enough." ”

He responded domineeringly, with great confidence.

Even Yun Yifei, who had the sixfold cultivation of Wang Tianjing, was killed by him, not to mention that the old man in front of him didn't even have the cultivation of Wang Tianjing!

Holding the hilt of the Ruthless Sword in his hand, he pulled it out violently, and suddenly a brilliant sword light roared through, cutting through the void and slashing in front of him in an unstoppable posture, and the void shook slightly a few times.

Zhao Qiqi was still sneering when he saw this scene, but the next moment, after feeling the violent sword qi in front of him, his pupils couldn't help but widen.

Immediately afterward, a miserable cry echoed throughout the heavens and the earth.

Suddenly, a human head left the body, slammed to the ground, and rolled to the ground, the blood-red eyes wide open, full of disbelief.

The eyes of the crowd first focused on the bloody skull on the ground, and the pupils suddenly contracted, and then shifted their shocked gaze to the white-clothed young man in front of him who slowly put the broken sword back into its scabbard.

This scene is so shocking.

Ye Qingyun's movements were very slow, and the broken sword touched the scabbard, rubbing out dazzling sparks, and the sparks bloomed, which was so cold.

The void that filled the sky was still filled with terrifying sword qi.

And there's a huge pit in the ground!

Ye Qingyun's sword made Li Jinghong's eyes glow on the spot, but then a gloomy color appeared on his face.

In broad daylight, someone dared to kill the people around him!

"You really killed him?" Li Jian looked at the bloody head on the ground, couldn't help but swallow his saliva fiercely, made a gurgling sound, and then looked at Ye Qingyun with a strange expression: "Do you know who he is?"

Without waiting for Ye Qingyun to answer, he said to himself: "Eight Desolation Gates, Elder in Red." ”

In the Eight Desolation Gates, there are many elders, but there is one type of elder whose identity is extremely noble.

That's the Elder in Red.

Although Zhao Qiqi's cultivation is not very good, he is indeed a red-clothed elder.

As for why he could become an elder in red, the reason was simple. Because he is a figure of the older generation of the Eight Desolation Gate, he has been following the Eight Desolation Gate from its inception to the present.

The Eight Desolation Gate is a force that has only risen for more than 60 years.

Zhao Qiqi is a red-clothed elder is good, but his status in the Eight Desolation Gate is not high, which is also because he is not cultivated enough. However, now that he is dead, the people of the Eight Desolation Sect will definitely be furious when they hear the news, and they will see Ye Qingyun provoking them.

I really didn't expect that the young man in white in front of him was so bold that he would kill if he said he would!

"Huh. Suddenly, Li Jian laughed loudly, he only needs to inform the people of the Eight Desolation Gate of this news, and even say that he doesn't need to tell it at all, this matter will soon reach the ears of the martial artists of the Eight Desolation Gate, and when the time comes, he doesn't have to make a move at all, and the white-clothed young man in front of him will be attacked by a group.

"You killed someone who shouldn't have been killed. He scoffed.

"That's you, not me, in my eyes, there's nothing you can't kill. Ye Qingyun replied domineeringly: "Even if it's you, I'll kill you!"

He took a step forward, and the momentum of his whole body suddenly surged up in the next moment, and a sword intent soared into the sky, as if he could break through the clear blue sky and make a big hole.

"Presumptuous!" When the middle-aged man standing beside the young man heard this, his face changed slightly, and anger grew, and some people even ignored him completely in front of him, and wanted to kill his son.

What a bastard!

His cultivation was directly emanating at this moment.

In the eyes, the cold will be revealed!

This turned out to be a master of the Emperor Extreme Realm!

Although he is only one of the Emperor Extreme Realm, after all, he belongs to the Emperor Extreme Realm, like a huge beast, roaring wantonly, and the heavens and the earth are slightly changing color.

This is the first time Ye Qingyun has seen a martial artist with the cultivation of the Emperor Extreme Realm after his rebirth.

However, he didn't frown, he still looked indifferent, as if in front of him was not a martial artist of the Emperor Extreme Realm, but an ordinary martial artist.

Feeling this frightening aura, the faces of the people around him became frightened, and some people couldn't help but glance at Ye Qingyun, but they found that the latter's expression was not abnormal, and suddenly, shock was written all over their faces.

Isn't he afraid of Li Jinghong?

What is he relying on?

Li Jinghong also noticed Ye Qingyun's expression, his brows furrowed slightly, in his opinion, as long as his cultivation completely broke out, the person in front of him would definitely be startled, but now it seems that the other party's face has not changed in the slightest, not even a trace of fear, this is too unscientific!

Look at it like this, the other party has something to rely on?

But soon, a hint of disdain appeared on his face.

Although I don't know why the latter is so calm, but his cultivation is placed there, if the other party dares to have a trace of abnormality, it will be death!

"Do you dare to kill me too?" After his father came, Li Jian was full of confidence and reached a state of bursting, without a trace of panic on his face, aggressive.