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Thousands of feet high in the void, a five-foot-tall cyan peacock flew quickly from the sky.

A somewhat sloppy white-robed old man and a beautiful woman in palace attire in her early thirties sat on the backs of blue peacocks. The white-robed old man had a blue gourd hanging around his waist, full of alcohol.

"This green pear spirit wine is not bad, but it's a little less, and it's not enough to drink. If I knew this earlier, when I came back, I'd ask Tianjizi for a few more jars."

The white-robed old man hiccupped and said regretfully.

The beautiful woman in the palace dress smiled and said: "Senior Brother Ye, this Qingli spirit wine is a fourth-order spirit wine. It is said that it is brewed with a thousand-year-old spirit Qingli Yuanguo. Tianjizi also loves wine like his life, he can give you some, already Very good, by the way, have you found the Seven Absolutes Sword Emperor?"

"No, Qijue Sword Sovereign has a withdrawn temperament and uncertain whereabouts. I haven't met him. I wanted to have a discussion with him, but it's a pity."

The white-robed old man said, pouring a mouthful of spirit wine into his mouth.

Suddenly, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and his eyes were full of surprise.

"Sword Intent, someone actually realized the Sword Intent, Junior Sister Yang, this old man takes a step first."

[ ] The old man in white robe left a sentence, turned into a white light and flew towards the ground.

In Qingshi Square, hundreds of flying swords flew into the air, swaying non-stop, making bursts of crisp sword sounds.

Wang Qingshan's face was pale, and his body exuded an astonishing sword intent. Beside him, there were thousands of flying swords floating in blue, which was the return of a hundred swords.

Zhou Yunxiao felt the amazing sword intent emanating from Wang Qingshan, and his face was solemn.

"Cut."

With the sound of Wang Qingshan falling, thousands of cyan flying swords rushed towards Zhou Yunxiao. A piercing sound of breaking through the air slashed towards Zhou Yunxiao aggressively.

This is the true reunification of a hundred swords.

Zhou Yunxiao didn't dare to neglect, he held the red long knife in both hands, and with a "puchi" sound, a layer of red flames appeared on the knife, wrapping the red long knife, and the heat wave was billowing.

He slashed towards the void in front of him, his face quickly turned pale, and a hundred-zhang-long red sword qi flew out, bringing a monstrous heat wave to meet the cyan giant sword.

"Boom!"

The red sword qi was smashed by the blue giant sword at the first sight, and the blue giant sword instantly arrived in front of Zhou Yunxiao.

His face tightened, and the long red sword in his hand slashed towards the blue giant sword.

With a "click" sound, the cyan giant sword slashed on the red long knife, and several small cracks appeared on the red long knife.

Zhou Yunxiao's eyes were wide open, and in his incomprehensible gaze, the red long sword was torn apart, and the cyan giant sword was slashed towards Zhou Yunxiao.

At this moment, a dazzling red light erupted from Zhou Yunxiao's body, a huge spiritual pressure rushed out of him, and a phantom of a red-robed man rose from behind him.

The clothes of the man in red robe are embroidered with dragon patterns. He wears a red crown on his head. The whole body is full of majesty.

The man in red robe raised his right hand and slapped it on the blue giant sword, which was smashed to pieces. The phantom dimmed and disappeared after a while.

"Emperor Void Shadow!"

Leng Rumei exclaimed, not to mention that refining such treasures is troublesome, it will also consume a large amount of true energy for the cultivators, and it will take some time to recuperate. Self-defense for the younger generation.

"You actually understood the meaning of the sword, good, good, happy, this trip is not in vain, if it wasn't for the protective treasure that Grandfather Xuan gave me, I should be dead, you won, you don't have to use the third move. "

Zhou Yunxiao's eyes stared directly at Wang Qingshan, he smiled boldly, and his eyes looking at Wang Qingshan were full of fanaticism.

When Wang Qingshan heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, this blow exhausted his mana, and he really couldn't fight anymore.

Among the royal family of the Dayan Dynasty, Zhou Yunxiao must be the key target of training.

If you really kill Zhou Yunxiao, it will definitely affect the family, and Wang Qingshan himself will also be in trouble.

"You didn't lose, and I didn't win either. It's a draw!"

Wang Qingshan shook his head and said, one must know how to advance and retreat. In the eyes of most people, he has already won, and that's enough, even if he doesn't want the first name.

If he really accepts two copies of the Pill Formation Spiritual Artifact, Wang Qingshan will certainly be in the limelight, but he will also offend the Dayan Dynasty invisibly, and even become the object of jealousy for other people.

Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind, so it is better to be humble.

He also wanted to make good friends with Zhou Yunxiao. One more friend is better than one more enemy.

Zhou Yunxiao shook his head and said, "As I said before, if you don't win, you will lose. There is no tie. Wang Qingshan, I remember your name. In the future, you can come to the Dayan Dynasty in the Central Plains to find me. , let's fight again, next time, I will definitely beat you."

His tone was powerful and full of confidence.

"If you don't win, you will lose, boy, who are you, the Seven Absolute Sword Emperor?"

With a flash of white light, a somewhat sloppy white-robed old man suddenly appeared near the ring, without the slightest mana on his body.

"Qijue Daohuang is a family teacher, but I'm just a named disciple."

Zhou Yunxiao replied honestly.

Leng Rumei saw the white-robed old man, her appearance changed slightly, she quickly walked to the white-robed old man, bowed her body, and said, "Disciple Leng Rumei greets Master Ye."

The white-robed old man nodded, looked at Wang Qingshan, and asked in a deep voice, "Wang Qingshan, right? Did you ever have a master?"

"If I go back to the seniors~www.readwn.com~ the juniors don't have a master."

The white-robed old man nodded and said pleasantly, "This old man is Ye Feng, the peak master of the Qianjian Peak of Taiyi Xianmen, are you willing to worship this old man as a teacher?"

As soon as these words fell, the faces of the spectators showed envious expressions.

What an honor it is to be taken by Yuanying Jianxiu and take the initiative to accept his disciples.

Wang Qingshan was a little moved, but he thought of something, and there was a look of hesitation on his face.

"Wang Xiaoyou, Ye Shibo is the first sword cultivator of our Taiyi Immortal Sect. Maybe you have not heard of his old man's name. You should have heard of Xiaoyao Jianzun. His old man has only accepted two disciples, and you are the third. , if you worship under the sect of Master Ye, your future is boundless, and forming a pill is just a trivial matter."

Leng Rumei transmitted a voice transmission to Wang Qingshan, her eyes were full of envy.

Ye Feng took the initiative to accept the apprentice, this is a good thing that can't be found under the lantern. I don't know how many disciples of Taiyi Xianmen squeezed their heads and wanted to worship under the sect of Xiaoyao Jianzun, but Xiaoyao Jianzun has high requirements for his disciples, so far Just accepted two disciples.

Wang Qingshan pondered for a moment, then said: "This matter is very important, can the senior allow the junior to consider it for one night?"

Hearing this, the cultivators present were dumbfounded, and some jealous people began to scold their mothers in their hearts. The cultivator Yuanying is willing to accept you as a disciple, do you still need to consider it?

Ye Feng was slightly startled. This was the first time he encountered such a situation. After pondering for a moment, he agreed: "Okay, this old man will let you think about it for one night."