The power of this sword.

It spread throughout most of Zhongzhou, and countless powerful people sensed the great horror and great destruction contained in this sword.

Inside the Tongtian Sword Pavilion.

An ancient existence slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes seemed to contain traces of vicissitudes and eternal years, like two extremely deep abyss of voids.

But what is contained in those eyes are two deep and mysterious worlds.

"Qingping, you can go to the Sumi Sword Sect!"

This ancient existence spoke indifferently.

Under his seat.

A sleepy young man opened his eyes. The youth's eyes were not eyeballs, but a pair of whirlpools condensed by sword energy.

He is not a human race, nor a demon race.

He is Qingping Jian! The natal divine weapon of the first lord of Tongtian Sword Pavilion.

The spiritual wisdom was born and turned into a human form.

Qingping yawned and said indifferently: "Master, do you want to kill that person?"

"Kill?

You are no match for him!”

The ancient existence said lightly, "This is my VIP. Be kind and invite the guests back!"

"I see!"

Qingping nodded.

Whoosh!                                                             �

This ancient existence's eyes that seemed to accommodate the sun and the moon were turned with a mysterious and playful expression: "The second holy lord of the Holy Land of the South Heaven, the current Buddha King of the Buddhist Sect in Xizhou, and the future son-in-law of the Baiyujing Holy Land, and there is an ancient powerful Kunpeng standing behind it... Such a little guy has not been met for many years..."                                                                                                                                                                                                              �

The sword light is like a giant pillar, directly connecting to the heaven and earth.

Inside the giant sword light pillar.

Two figures rushed over, like arrows leaving the strings, with an astonishing speed.

In an instant, they appeared in front of Xiao Yi and faced each other.

Ye Qiu's face was covered in ferociousness and resentment. He gritted his teeth and said to the old man beside him who was carrying a heavy sword: "Master, this person killed his father, and now he has destroyed my Sumi Sword Sect.

He never took you seriously, Master, or even Tongtian Sword Pavilion..." Ye Qiu knew very well the nature of his master, Taoist Sumeru.

?    ?In addition to swordsmanship in my heart.

Only Tongtian Sword Pavilion is his weakness.

Ye Qiu bluntly stated that Xiao Yi provoked the majesty of Tongtian Sword Pavilion, which was definitely something that the Taoist Sumeru could not tolerate.

As expected... Sumi Taoist narrowed his eyes, his gray eyebrows trembled slightly, his eyes sucked and spitted sharp eyes like swords, staring at Xiao Yi: "Boy, who gave you the courage to make trouble in my Sumi Sword Sect?"

The evil man Ye Qiu complained first: "Master, this kid killed my father.

Unexpectedly, he was so bold and reckless that he had chased him here and even destroyed our mountain gate. His evil deeds were simply outrageous. He never took the majesty of you and Tongtian Sword Pavilion seriously!"

"Um?"

The Taoist Sumi was angrily open, his white hair moved without wind, and his white hair, condensed like sword threads, was like thousands of sword Taoist sharp edges blooming in the void, staring at Xiao Yi, "Boy, you are too bullying!"

Xiao Yi stood in the air, raised his eyebrows and said, "You only listen to his one-sided words and asserted that it was my fault?"

The Taoist Sumeru snorted coldly: "Is it important to be right and who is wrong?"

Even if my disciple wants to kill you first, you must be worthy of your crime..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      

Now it seems that you are just birds of a feather, so there is no need to have any psychological burden!”

"Hmph, it is not easy for you to have such cultivation at such an age, but you are too arrogant and do not take the world seriously.

Today, I will let you know what it means to have heaven beyond the sky, and there are people outside the sky..." The voice of Taoist Sumeru suddenly stopped, and the heavy sword behind him was deshewn out.

clang! The sound of the sword sounds is like a dragon's roar.

The heavy sword spread across the sky, and with the sword-controlling technique of Sumi Taoist man in hand, the heavy heavy sword shot out from the void with great flexibility.

The speed is better than lightning, and the speed is more sensitive than the spirit bird.

"Sword-controlling technique?"

Xiao Yi's sword eyebrows moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "I have heard that the sword control technique of Tongtian Sword Pavilion is unparalleled in the world. Today, let me experience it and see how much the essence of sword control technique you, the disciple of Tongtian Sword Pavilion, have learned!"

He slid his palm into the air and grabbed the heavy sword.

However...                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              �

"interesting!"

Xiao Yi bounced his fingers.

Since the Chixiao Sword collapsed in the Battle of Baiyujing, he has never found a weapon to be successful. He only induced the power of the world around him to condense into a transparent long sword.

"cut!"

Now Xiao Yi has already reached the state of being better than having no moves.

It seemed to be slashed out with a random sword.

In fact, it contains the purest true meaning of swordsmanship.

The transparent long sword was surrounded by vortexes that were hard to find in the naked eye. As the vortex rotated, it drove an extremely powerful devouring force.

The moment the heavy sword was connected with it, the vortex was like the tentacle of an octopus, and it tightly attached the heavy sword to the long sword.

"Um?"

The face of the Sumeru Taoist suddenly changed.

He found that no matter his sword control skills, he could not control the heavy sword! “How is this possible?”

The Taoist Sumeru looked horrified. What had long been invaded by the cold and heat was that he was sweating profusely at this moment. A vicious look flashed through his eyes. He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and a ball of blood mist was sprayed out in the air. His fingers were stained with blood mist and he stroked the air, "Blood Sword Technique!"

Swhoosh! Drops of blood beads turned into countless tiny sharp blades, galloping in the air, and heading straight for Xiao Yi.

"A little trick!"

Xiao Yi shook his head. After seeing the sword-controlling technique, he also lost interest in this battle.

Push horizontally with one palm.

An invisible high wall passed by, shattering the blood sword with a bang, and hitting the body of the Sumeru Taoist.

With a scream, the Sumeru Taoist fell from a high altitude and suppressed Xiao Yi's palm on the ground.

Xiao Yi's mouth raised slightly and looked at Ye Qiu, who was covered in dull face: "It's your turn!"

"You, you, you..." Ye Qiu looked panicked.

I never expected that as strong as the Taoist Sumeru, they were not the enemy of Xiao Yi.

Just when Ye Qiu was frightened.

He suddenly saw a long rainbow coming through the sky and appeared in front of them in an instant.

Qingping's figure gradually emerged.

He glanced at the ruins of Sumi Sword Sect, raised his eyebrows slightly, and was about to speak, but he heard Ye Qiu shouting in front of him with an ecstatic look: "Mr. Qingping?

That’s great. It must be because the Pavilion Master knew that the Sumi Sword Sect had suffered a great disaster, so he specially sent Lord Qingping to help me.

Lord Qingping, this kid is extremely vicious. He destroyed my mountain gate and insulted the Tongtian Sword Pavilion. He also asked the master to kill him and rectify the Dharma on the spot!"

Ye Qiu looked at Xiao Yi with excitement and pride, and laughed: "Mr. Qingping must have come here to kill you with such a vicious and vicious... You are dead, no one can save you..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      

Qingping in front of him waved her hand and slapped her proud Ye Qiu to the ground with a slap.

Ye Qiu covered his face and looked at Qingping with a confused look: "Qing, Lord Qingping, you, you made a mistake... You should be hitting that damn boy..." Qingping glanced at him coldly. When his natal holy soldier was born, his eyes were comparable to ordinary holy soldiers, which made people dare not look directly at him. The cold voice had a trace of metal texture, but it made Ye Qiu feel like he fell into boundless hell: "He is the master's guest, did you actually let me kill him?
Chapter completed!