The gray-haired old man was dressed in a gold satin brocade robe, his expression was not angry and arrogant, and he only sat like a mountain, which made the four of the Lingxiao Sword Sect feel great pressure, as if this restaurant had become the Emperor's Palace, which made people silent and dare not frolic anymore.

Xie Lingyan, Miao Miao, and Ming Ye secretly said in their hearts: "This kind of solemn and mighty, the head of my sect, Qingyue Zhenren, can't compare to him, who is this old man?"

But I heard Ying Feiyang salute with a wry smile: "Sword Emperor senior, meet again!" At Sima Chengzhen's funeral yesterday, Yue Cangqiong said that he would exchange exercises and martial arts with people in Luoyang Tower, but Ying Feiyang encountered a lot of things this day, but he forgot all about this stubble. I didn't expect to bump into it again today.

Hearing the word "Sword Emperor", Ming Ye and the three of them were shocked, and then suddenly brightened, no wonder there is this majestic momentum like Mount Tai, it turns out that this person is the famous Sword Emperor Yue Firmament.

Yue Cangqiong glanced at a few people, stopped at Ming Ye and Xie Lingyan, his eyes were also bright, and said, "Come and be a guest, let's drink this cup first." With that, as soon as he slapped the table, the wine in the wine jug gushed out like a fountain, and was divided into two wine glasses, and then with a wave of his robe, two wine glasses shot out with arrows, attacking Ming Ye and Xie Lingyan.

Although he knew that the other party was only a temptation, but the Sword Emperor made a move, who dared to be careless, as soon as Ming Ye Fang touched the cup, he felt a huge force like a mountain of mountains attacking, making his wrist almost broken, a small glass of wine seemed to have the power of ten thousand jun, although Ming Ye's feet were on the ground, but his body was still taken by the wine glass and couldn't stop retreating, Ming Ye let out a deep sigh, and rose up with the power of Jiuyang, and the surrounding air suddenly became hot under the power of the power, and then swelled and steamed outward, and the next moment, Ming Ye's figure was already stable.

On the other side, Xie Lingyan also felt the pressure, but her true qi was not as strong as Ming Ye's, so she lightly stepped down, retreated like a floating feather, and flew upside down at the same speed as the wine glass. Leading, leading, unloading, and turning into a wonderful method, when he retreated to the corner of the wall and had nowhere to retreat, Xie Lingyanxiu copied the cup into his hand with a copy of his hand.

The two of them held the wine glass steadily, the change rose again, the wine in the wine glass turned into a thin snake and rose into the air, and then shot like a sword, the sword flow composed of wine was both thin and soft, no edge and no blade, but it carried an invincible, strong sword intent that destroyed all things, at this time the two really felt what it was called, the world is weaker than water, and the strong can win.

If Fang is the foundation of the temptation, then it has evolved into a temptation move now, Ming Ye pointed to the Jiuyang Sword Move, the Jiuyang Sword Move seems to be magnificent, with a hard touch, but in fact, the nine kinds of strength in it are mixed with each other, changing each other, subtle and abnormal, and Ming Ye grasps this change of strength with extreme accuracy, and the Jiuyang Haotian Sword Technique is showing the meaning of clumsy and ingenious in his hands.

Just as the fingers and swords intersected, the wine suddenly dispersed like a spiritual sense, divided into two strands and returned to the cup, Ming Ye's strength was empty, and the qi and blood suddenly surged, and the lower plate was even more unstable and poured forward, but then the qi condensed the dantian, penetrated his feet, and suddenly pierced a horse step to stand firm, and the full wine in the cup was not spilled. Ying Feiyang was beside him, and he also praised "Okay!", and Ming Ye was also shocked by Yue Cang's cultivation, but with a slight wave of his sleeves, to put it mildly, there were three changes hidden in the wine glass, such as Mount Tai pressing Mo Zhi Yu, and when it was light, it was like a phantom butterfly fluttering and difficult to find, but through the temptation, he showed his own strength to the tip of the iceberg, which was a small corner of Yue Cang was already a giant that could not be compared in the eyes of others

Xie Lingyan's side, because he had retreated to the corner, there was no way to dodge, Xie Lingyan only felt as if he was under an endless waterfall, but a glass of wine actually had a big river pouring down, and the momentum from the sky sealed her path of change, and when it was difficult to deal with it, the water sword suddenly stagnated, as if the river was choked by an invisible giant hand, and this stagnation made the incomparable sword power have a breakthrough. Xie Lingyan snorted lightly, did not retreat but advanced, stepped forward, the small wine glass poured up, like a stream to draw water, the altar of wine is as easy as freehand, show your hand over, has scooped the wine sword back into the cup.

"Oh, I underestimate you?" Yue Cangqiong glanced at Miao Miao indifferently, and it was she who made a move, exchanging the method of controlling water for the moment of stagnation of the wine sword, which gave Xie Lingyan a chance to break the move. Yue Cangqiong saw that Miao Miao's cultivation was still shallow, and she was much inferior to Ming Ye and Xie Lingyan, so he didn't regard her as the object of temptation. Unexpectedly, she also has a trick to control water, and the wine is also water, so naturally she can't escape the control of this spell, although there is a bit of luck that happens to be restrained, but it also makes Yue Cangqiong slightly surprised. Said: "The little girl has a double cultivation of swords, although she is a little behind them now, but if she lays a solid foundation, she may not be able to catch up." ”

After that, he looked at Xie Lingyan and said: "You look very smart, and your roots and bones are also first-class, which is a good material for sword practice, but unfortunately your mind is not completely focused on the sword, and you are less attached to the way of the sword, so you are always looking for tricks, I am afraid that in the end, it will be the same as your Lingxiao Sword Sect Shangying, although you can be called a master of the sword, but it will be difficult to be the best." ”

Ying Feiyang also felt quite agreeable, shook his head secretly, and said softly: "It's a pity!"

Xie Lingyan didn't speak thoughtfully, but Miao Miao hugged her uprightly, and said in vain: "What is a pity? Senior sister is such a flower-like little girl, if she throws all her thoughts on the sword like you like a sword nerd every day, it will be a pity." ”

As for Ming Ye, Yue Cangqiong looked at him, the look of regret in his eyes was even heavier, and said, "If you can practice the pure yang fire of the Dao Sect to be so powerful and domineering, you are the Ming Ye who defeated Ren Jiuxiao?" Ming Ye nodded.

Yue Cang said: "You should also know your situation, right?" Ming Ye nodded again and was silent, due to the damage to the meridians caused by the forcible cultivation of the three martial arts, his life began, but the career of a swordsman ended early. In the past three months, his cultivation has not made any progress, but has shown a trend of regression, and the speed of regression is still accelerating significantly, and it may not be long before he will be out of the picture.

Shang Ying and the head of Qingyue both had the heart to treat his injuries, but they couldn't do anything, so Ming Ye had already realized it in his heart, but Miao Miao asked tentatively: "Sword Emperor senior, you are well-informed, according to you, can he still be saved?"

Yue Cangqiong shook his head and said: "Does a person have a sword, the sword can be recast if it is broken, and the meridians of a person are broken, can it still be welded with fire?" He is already a wasted person, and he is poor for his nephew Ren Jiuxiao, who will either be stigmatized as a loser for the rest of his life, or he will give up his body to attack a waste person, both of which are disgraceless. ”

Yue Cang is a waste person, with no contempt on his face, just like expounding a simple fact, but this fact is even more unbearable. The heart is as strong as Ming Ye, although he has already made a decision in his heart, but he still has a glimmer of hope in his heart, and at this time, the judgment of the Sword Emperor himself is like the emperor's order Chrysostom Yuyan cannot be changed, which makes his hope in his heart dashed.

But at this moment, a voice came from downstairs, and said softly: "Not necessarily." ”

Then, a thin, white-haired old man came up the stairs.