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Qingyue coldly looked at the senior brothers who had been friends for decades, pressed the sword in his hand, and his heart was turbulent.

When did you start killing him?

It is the day when it is known that the past may be revealed.

Or is it every day since he was defeated in his peerless sword art, envy and hatred for him?

Why did you set up a murder against him?

Is he afraid that he will learn everything and what the sword will do?

Or is it afraid that his last humble begging to see the light will be exposed to the sun?

Or are you unwilling to be tortured by demons, no matter what the outcome, just want to write the endgame for the story with your own hands?

The scene in front of him was the last thing he wanted to see?

Or is it a scene that he has been relieved and longed for?

All kinds of questions, Qing Yue asked himself, but it was difficult to answer himself, but the moment he held the sword, there was only one question left.

With eight years of sharpening a sword, can he win the world's blow with a sword?

And this question, just answer it with a sword!

The name of the person is Qingyue, the name of the sword is Kunyuan, the figure of the unity of the human sword is like Yue Zhiyuan, with the opening of the Yin and Yang sword seal, the extreme sword intent rises layer by layer, and the moment it reaches the apex-

Yue Bang, Yuan Teng, people out, sword move!

In the battle of masters, the victory or defeat is often only in one move!

The strongest blow in this life, against the strongest enemy in this life, only for the answer that I want to know the most in this life! Qingyue people's swords are as one, turning into a sword that has no tricks and returns to the basics, and goes straight towards Gu Jiansheng.

Buzzing.

Buzzing.

Buzzing.

Time lowered his footsteps in the extremely regular sound of the sword, and Qing Yue reached a mysterious Dao realm in the extreme sword.

Time became extremely slow, and his perception became extremely keen, he could see the trembling of the sword, he could see the flow of the wind, every ray of light, every grain of dust, in his eyes, and Gu Jiansheng's movements were all captured by him.

Gu Jiansheng came out of the sword later than him, but he was still calm, clean, slender, and his powerful hand held the hilt of the sword, and pulled out inch by inch.

The sword is sharp and restrained, and there is no earth-shattering sword momentum, but it faintly contains a wonderful and natural rhyme.

When the sword was only three inches out, Qing Yue knew that he was defeated!

What about raising sword qi for eight years, jealousy, guilt, worry, fear, his sword heart was dusted eight years ago, how could he resist Gu Jiansheng's sword that touched the Heavenly Dao.

The mood changed, and the momentum of the head of Qingyue dissipated like a tide, and the grip on the hilt of the sword was released. The "slow" time also returned to its original flow rate.

"Bell!" Kun Yuan's sword fell to the ground, and Fang's polished blade stuck to the dust again.

And Gu Jiansheng's sword was already pointed at his chest, and the sharp qi was close to his chest, and the victory and defeat were divided, and the superiority was ...... Maybe it's already decided!

"You should admit your mistake!" Gu Jiansheng said coldly.

"Yes, I'm at fault! The sect was on the verge of being defeated, and at the same time, I, as the head of the sect, was in the same room at this time, not only was it wrong, it was simply stupid!"

"Your fault is not only here! There is also the act of forcing my apprentice to kill! This was true eight years ago, and it will be the same eight years later!"

Qingyue shook his head and said: "Hahaha, I'm not wrong about this, on the contrary, forcing the two of them is what I have rarely done right over the years, whether it is Emperor Ziwei or the heir of the Heavenly Dao, the Lingxiao Sword Sect can never stay, Shizun and I both think like this, so he will pass on the throne to me, I don't know this, so I said that you can't be the head, you can only be a swordsman!"

Then he sighed, closed his eyes and said, "You kill me, otherwise after today, I will continue to force Ying Feiyang!"

"Hmph!" Gu Jiansheng raised his eyebrows, and the sword strength penetrated through Qing Yue's heart.

The head of Qingyue closed his eyes and waited for death, but he felt that he tried his best to scatter and change his meridians, "Still, are you merciful?" why ......" Qingyue sighed in his heart, but with his understanding of Gu Jiansheng, this is a natural result, isn't it?

Hate and hate, regret and repent, but what you miss is always missed, Qingyue opened his eyes, "You, you shouldn't keep your hand!"

"So I'm a swordsman, not the head, I don't have to talk about any big truths, if you want to kill, you can kill, if you want to save, you can't force me to kill anyone, whether it's my apprentice, or you!" Gu Jiansheng put away his sword and turned back, his sleeves were windless and automatic, his voice was as cold as easy water, and he was fierce and gloomy, "And the swordsman has a swordsman's way to solve the problem, you don't have to force Ying Feiyang to kill it, because the heirs of the Heavenly Dao will be buried by me - with my own hands!"

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"Survive, flash away, seek death, come in!" Ying Feiyang delineates death and life, and is only afraid of the eight sects of Buddhism and the twelve sects of Taoism.

"Retreat into death, but I got some true qi that doesn't belong to me, just such a big breath!", the cultivation of Wang Nianzhi who was present at the scene was the highest, and he was not afraid to fly, his body moved, he made the first move, and the arrow shot out!

With Wang Nianzhi's knowledge, after fighting a few times, he has already found out that Ying Feiyang has a deep true qi in his body that does not match his appearance, and he was looking young because of Ying Feiyang's youth, and his mind was on Gu Jiansheng, so he would suffer some small losses under Ying Feiyang's hands, but now that he has seen through the truth, he naturally has no fear.

"Stand down!" Ying Feiyang's sword trick was introduced, the Xingji sword hung in the air, the sword qi swept down like a torrent, and everyone else was temporarily blocked by the sword flow, but Wang Nianzhi was like a ghost, and between a few spins, he was already going upstream, forcing Ying Feiyang in front of him, the sword was like a snake spitting letters, bending into a strange arc and stabbing at Ying Feiyang.

Worthy of the East China Sea Sword Venerable, the sword is indeed attained, should Feiyang see the extraordinary move, praise "Good come!" Raise the sword to meet the move, the two of them touched for a moment, the figure paused slightly, and then, the figure flew in the sky, the sound of handover of short soldiers, the body was fast, as if teleporting on the roof, the sky, the treetops appeared out of thin air, and disappeared out of thin air after a move.

"There is a bit of appearance, but you can't be arrogant if you have true qi!" After a few moves, he heard Wang Nianzhi's sneer, and his body was dragged around Ying Feiyang, turning into seven phantoms, surrounding Ying Feiyang in the center, each performing a move "Seven Changes of Tricky Firefly", and at the same time striking at Ying Feiyang.

Fighting is not only more than the true qi, otherwise it is enough to directly report the cultivation age to judge whether you win or lose, and if you get the true qi that does not belong to you, can you also get the realm consciousness skills at the same time? Wang Nianzhi's sword will let Ying Feiyang know that the sky is high and the earth is thick.

"Well said, I deeply agree!" The phantom came to besiege him, Ying Fei Yang but did not resist, pointed to the sword, the autumn water bloomed, and a mysterious force spread around him.

Wang Nianzhi noticed that something was wrong, and the seven figures all struck the air, and reunited as a person, but he saw the sound of rolling waves in his ears, and the salty smell of sea water at the end of his nose, but what he saw in his eyes was a sea of the East!

"With the heart as the sword, the demarcation as the boundary, this is the sword realm?" Wang Nianzhi stood on a reef that only allowed one person to stand on the vast ocean, and wondered.

"Good insight!" But seeing the sea and the sky, a figure like a sword chopping waves and waves, faster than the sound came to the front, this sword turned the sea and the sky, like the tide rushing majestic coming, Wang Nianzhi's expression changed, raised his sword to meet the move, to the extreme confrontation, Wang Nianzhi, who was in a hurry, snorted, and retreated with strength.

The water hit the reef, stirring up a thousand layers of snow, Ying Feiyang stood on the reef instead of Wang Nianzhi, and said with a distinguished expression: "It is the Heavenly Hidden Sword Realm created by Sima Zhenren of the Shangqing Sect!"

"Hmph, Sima Chengzhen?" Wang Nianzhi also had the experience of fighting with his mind, and it was not an accident, and the Oriental Sea here was obviously his home field, but seeing him floating in the air, the sword pointed at him, the sea water was restless, and a bucket of water rose from the sea, like a soft sword with a strange arc to hit Ying Feiyang. Wang Nianzhi's "Seven Changes of the Tricky Firefly" has a trick "Endless Dark Tide", which is created by him diving to the bottom of the sea, imitating the unpredictable undercurrent of the bottom of the sea.

Ying Feiyang saw that he was happy to hunt his heart, and cast the Jiuyang Haotian Sword Technique, blocking the endless style of the dark tide.

Jiuyang is steaming, the dark tide is surging, for a while, water and fire are combined, brilliant and shining, after a hundred moves, Wang Nianzhi has become a bamboo in his chest, "Just the fire of firewood, do you want to boil the sea?"

Wang Nian's sword trick is introduced again, and the seven water columns around him should be raised at the same time, and the same move is cast, and the water column converges in the air, becoming a trend that covers the sky and the sun, and the bowl is generally pressed down, and Ying Feiyang's expression changes, although it is Jiuyang Qi, it is still difficult to get rid of the shackles, and is fiercely pressed into the sea.

After the hustle and bustle, Ying Feiyang was swallowed by the sea, and the sea surface returned to smoothness, as if the wind and waves were calm......

Suddenly, the sea behind Wang Nianzhi exploded, and a spiral column of water rushed into the sky, spun around and dispersed in an instant, and the water column burst, revealing a peerless immortal swordsman.

"Gu Jiansheng!" Wang Nianzhi gritted his teeth and said.

"What a Sword Venerable of the East China Sea!" Gu Jiansheng spoke, but it was Ying Feiyang's voice, "Although I have gone astray, I have no regrets about chasing the sword, which is admirable, and today I should Feiyang fulfill your wish - substitute teacher, defeat you!"

With a high sound, the water droplets like broken jade splashed in the sky condensed into countless sword shapes, Ying Feiyang fell from the sky, and the water sword around him seemed to follow the soldiers around the general, and with Ying Feiyang's figure, it turned into the most monstrous sword wave!

When occupying the sky, the location is advantageous, and the hearts of the people are grabbed, knowing that the master is the goal of Wang Nianzhi's lifelong pursuit, and it is also a flaw in his heart. Although at the same time, he turned his move to resist and turned into seven water pillars to attack the sky, but in the Tianyin Sword Realm, his mind was loose, and he was doomed to defeat!

The sword wave shattered the water column, invaded, and the moment he hit his body, Ying Feiyang's figure seemed to coincide with Gu Jiansheng in Wang Nian's heart, and a thought swallowed his last consciousness, "This young man is not empty of true qi and has no realm consciousness skills, on the contrary, it is the lack of true qi in the past, which limits the play of his realm consciousness skills, he ...... There is really the capacity to stand at the top......"

A moment can turn thousands of thoughts, and the battle of hearts and minds seems to have been fought for a long time, but in fact, it is only a moment, so in the eyes of other righteous sects, the situation is that Wang Nian's body and seven illusions besieged Xiang Ying Feiyang, but suddenly the phantom disappeared, and Wang Nianzhi vomited blood and fell to the ground as if he had been hit by a demon law, not knowing life and death.

It is not easy for one person to deal with hundreds, so Ying Feiyang seems to be arrogant, but in fact, he has a plan, and Wang Nianzhi is the strongest in the scene, so he will go out with the biggest enemy of the Tianyin Sword Realm before the formation of the encirclement.

The Tianyin Sword Realm is extremely draining of mind and true qi, not to mention that Wang Nianzhi is also a master, Ying Feiyang feels physically and mentally exhausted, but-

Joyfully!

It's a fucking pleasure!

Is this the thrill of being at the top?

Victory and defeat, life and death, put it aside, and after being willful, his heart is so open and free.

Ying Feiyang felt that he was a free bird, unconcerned, unrestrained, and the sword in his hand was his wings, taking him to the high altitude of his dreams, to pursue the high - supreme sword!

"Stinky boy, what kind of demon magic have you used!" Xiao Baijian, the master of the Hundred Swords Sect, shouted angrily, and shot with his disciples, one person with a hundred swords, and more than a dozen people are a thousand swords. A thousand swords shook a thousand long rivers, and the long rivers counterattacked, like a thousand waterfalls hitting the sky.

Ying Feiyang smiled happily, flew with a feather, and wanted to fly through this Qianshan Guan River with a feather, which has been at a height that a thousand swords cannot reach in their lifetime.

But you have to cross the Qianshan Guan River, beyond the Guan River, it is Xue Lingguan's giant spirit palm print, Xue Lingguan gathered the power of his disciples, condensed into a giant palm and grabbed Ying Feiyang, Ying Feiyang's body was like a bird in his palm.

"Come down!" Xue Lingguan shouted angrily.

"Then come down. Ying Feiyang smiled, volleyed around a few times, and was already under his head and feet, with a golden masterpiece on his body, and the Buddha was brilliant, carrying a huge and incomparably majestic sword and pressing down!

Dharma Excalibur!

The Heavenly Buddha is born!

Before the sword arrived, the sword pressure that sank like a mountain had firmly locked the person under the sword, and the disciples of Lingzhuang tried their best, and the palm print of the giant spirit was condensed a little more, wanting to hold the sword of Dharma, but the move of the Heavenly Buddha to the world seems to be majestic, and there is no lack of ingenuity in Ying Feiyang's hand.

The two huge forces collided and dissipated at the same time, and the people of Lingzhuang fell to the ground with their knees one after another, and their skills were slightly weaker, that is, their leg bones were shattered, and their mouths were scarlet. Xue Lingguan's disciples who served as the sedan chair were all defeated, and the soft sedan chair was broken into pieces, and Xue Lingguan fell into the stone ground, so he was not embarrassed.

In contrast, Ying Fei is fluttering and falling, as if accepting their bowing.

"Descendant of Heaven...... Decayed, never ...... Let you ......" Xue Lingguan was bleeding from his mouth and nose, but he still gritted his teeth.

"Old man, stop shouting and killing, go home and take care of your old age!" Ying Feiyang saw that he was pitiful, and he couldn't bear to kill him, so he kicked him out with a soft kick and lifted him to Xiao Baijian.

Xiao Baijian didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly took him, but for a moment of distraction, his control over the heavenly sword was a little weaker, but he heard Ying Feiyang and said happily, "Borrow the sword!"

Then they saw him spin and rise, spinning like a top, and the sword intent was vigorous, and the sword stream in the sky was drawn by him, and they swirled and danced with him, as if the young man was their kind.

"What will you use this time?" Ying Feiyang looked like a child who had picked up a bunch of toys, thinking seriously and a little distressed about which one to play first.

"That's it, the Shangqing Sect's Twenty-Eight Star Sword Formation - the shape of the dragon!" With the traction of the sword technique, Ying Fei Yang controlled the sword formation alone, and the sword flow in the sky became a sword dragon, with long teeth and claws, and scales and horns.

"Go!" The Canglong Sword Formation smashed into the crowd, fierce and mighty, and in an instant, it was a person who turned on his back! A figure was knocked into the air like dust.

Just as he was happy, he heard the door open behind him, and Gu Jiansheng stepped out of the door. (To be continued.) )