Swire First Immortal

Chapter 18 I want to live until my brother comes home!

The next day.

Arrived in a blink of an eye!

In the center of the Qinghun group of peaks, there is a mountain shaped like a giant tripod, named 'Aspirations Mountain'.

There is no vegetation on Wending Mountain, and the rocks are brown. There is a very generous and flat land on the top, and hundreds of "fighting sword platforms" are built on it!
Every sword fighting arena is covered with sword marks.

For hundreds of years, countless Qinghun Sword Cultivators have fought swords here, competing with each other, and even fighting for life and death!

morning!

The dawn breaks, and everything revives.

boom-

Suddenly, a huge square boulder with four colors of green, red, white and yellow roared across the sky, making an ear-splitting sound and shining dazzling light. It fell from the sky and landed on Wending Mountain with a bang!
This kind of movement caused the green soul mountains and trees to tremble, and the birds and beasts ran.

After falling to the ground, the boulder was stable and radiant. It was like four different square stones spliced ​​together. There was a hole in the center of one side. The hole was filled with thick fog of four colors, and the thick fog turned into a dragon snake bird. The beast made a real roar and birdsong, shaking the entire Mount of Winning.

"Four poles bearing the sword stone!"

On the mountain of aspirations, a burst of laughter resounded!
Next to the four-color boulder, there is a high platform. The high platform is divided into eight areas, and each area has many luxurious seats.

At this time, the top figures of the Qinghun Sword Sect were all sitting on these honored seats!

Among them, the first sword master 'Ye Tiance' is undoubtedly the protagonist of today.

He sat on a sword-shaped throne closest to the center, with a protruding eagle nose and sharp sword eyebrows, and there was a three-point murderous intent in his body.

Even a burly figure like the third sword master 'Wu Wu' would be suppressed by his side!
It can be seen from this, who is the respected Qinghun now!
however.

Even a person like Ye Tiance showed respect at this moment, facing an old man seated in the middle of the high platform!
The man was sitting upright, with his hands on the armrests and his legs spread apart, with an astonishing aura.

This person has blond hair, like a lion descending the mountain, although there are wrinkles on his face, it cannot conceal the majesty of his superior.

"Ye Tiance, Xie Fan came to Qinghun to give advice in his busy schedule!"

"Thank you, Elder Fan, for bringing the four-pole sword bearing stone!"

The crowd agrees.

They didn't dare to look directly at the old man, feeling infinite awe in their hearts.

That's because Fan Lao came from Wan Jianhai!

A real holy place for sword repairers!
An ordinary sword cultivator, a dream that cannot be touched at all!
"Ye Tiance." The Vatican raised his thick eyebrows, and looked at the first sword master, "Even in Wan Jianhai, whoever possesses the sword soul of 'Heavenly Power' is the supreme sword. So, you have paved the way for so much, Don't make jokes."

"Don't worry, Mr. Fan, at least it's Yuheng." Ye Tiance nodded his head.

Yaoguang, Kaiyang, Yuheng, Tianquan!
"That's fine." Elder Fan nodded coldly, "For Ye Guying's sake, I made a special trip to visit your Qinghun."

What he meant by this was: You better not let me make this trip for nothing!
"Yes... Excuse me, Elder Fan, do you know how Gu Ying's Qingyuan is going?" Ye Tiance also wanted to get in touch with Elder Fan through him.

"Ninety percent." Speaking of this person, a little smile appeared on the face of Fan Lao, and he sighed: "This child has twin dantians, and his mana is twice as high as the same level. He can kill people by leapfrogging!"

"A sword cultivator, if the quality of the sword soul is poor, he can still rely on the sword gang, or even the 'sword ring' to make up for it, but the talents of Taoism such as twin dantians are extremely rare. With this talent, he is doomed in Wanjianhai The future is great!"

After finishing speaking, Elder Fan touched his nose and said to the first sword master, "Ye Tiance, you teach well."

"Don't dare, relying on the introduction and cultivation of Fan Lao, Gu Ying has the opportunity to display his ambition!" Ye Tiance cupped his hands.

"I have to say, your green soul is a blessed land." Fan Lao said.

Ye Tiance laughed.

"Okay! Then I will appreciate the heroic appearance of the disciple of Qinghun first, and then witness the birth of a miracle." Elder Fan also smiled.

"Congratulations to Fan Lao, congratulations to the first sword master!"

In the area in the middle of the high platform, besides the highest seated Vatican, there are also many guests from all over the world.

They are all big figures with heads and faces in the nearby land.

Respectively--

The chief manager of Lingbao Pavilion, 'Qian Kun', is known as Fatty Qian.

The owner of Dongxuan Island is 'Chen Yihai'.

Another woman with a veil is also of high status. It is said that this is a casual cultivator who was invited by Ye Tiance himself, named 'Moon Immortal'.

Although she couldn't see her real face, her exquisite figure and cloud-shrouded temperament were already very eye-catching.

In addition to these three, there are more than ten people, all distinguished guests!

They all gave Ye Tiance face.

With Ye Tiance here, the rest of the sword masters of Jianfeng are only responsible for nodding and smiling.

"Brother Ye, let's start!" Lingbao Pavilion Qian Kun smiled.

"I heard that young soul talents are coming out in large numbers, Chen has been waiting to see for a long time..." Chen Yihai touched the seat, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

On the armrest of his chair, there are two small characters 'Jiange' engraved on it.

The center of the high platform was obviously the Jiange area, but now it has become the guest area?
At this time, Ye Tiance faced the front and announced in a strict voice!
"Aspirations will begin, and the Eight Swords will enter the arena!"

clank!

As soon as his voice swayed, for a while, the clouds and mist in the sky rolled, and the sword energy roared in it.

Buzz!
A total of seven sword repair phalanxes came from seven directions through the clouds.

In the clouds and mist, young sword cultivators stepped on six-foot-long wide sword souls, flying through the sky, and their swords soared into the sky!

Each phalanx has 120 sword repairers!

120 sword spirits, the qi piercing the sky, different sword spirits, scrolling different attribute powers, wind, cloud, thunder, cold, frost, rain and snow stir the sky!

They are all sword immortals in the eyes of mortals!

There are 840 people in the seven Yujian phalanx.

This momentum can be said to have given the number one sword master enough face.

Qian Kun, Chen Yihai and more than a dozen other guests praised him again and again when they saw this, and only the old man Fan slightly twitched his mouth and didn't make any comments.

Whoosh!

The young Qingsoul Sword Cultivators climbed up the Mount Wending with their swords and gathered in front of the high platform.

Ye Tiance didn't need to say much, they had already finished the rehearsal, half knelt down towards the high platform, and said loudly: "Qinghun Sword Cultivator, pay homage to Elder Fan!"

"Get up!" Elder Fan waved his hand, quite satisfied.

Seeing this, Ye Tiance smiled.

"Which one is Jiang Yue?" Elder Fan asked.

"she."

Ye Tiance pointed to a woman in the No. [-] Jianfeng Sword Cultivator.

The woman stood at the forefront, surrounded by a group of Sword Master's disciples, blooming like a flower in the clouds.

With a confident face, she looked over.

Looking at Elder Fan, he was neither humble nor overbearing.

"Not bad!" Elder Fan nodded, squinting and smiling.

"I hope to surprise Elder Fan." Ye Tiance smiled, turned around and announced, "Let's talk about swords!"

Discussion on Swords, Aspirations, Four Pole Bearing Sword Stones.

After a set of procedures is completed, take off!

He expected it all.

"There are still people who haven't arrived yet." Wu Wu whispered beside him.

"They abstained?" Ye Tiance's eyes turned cold.

"coming."

Wu Wu pointed in one direction.

There, a total of more than a dozen people appeared.

The leader is an glamorous woman in a black dress, although she is young, she is very bold, leading a group of people directly to the high platform!

"Ha ha."

Ye Tiance and Wu Wu looked at each other, then took the sixth sword master 'Yao Manxue' and stopped them together.

Yao Manxue, a woman in an ice-blue sword gown, with a frosty face and a very cold air, is Yao Qingqian's older sister.

"stop!"

The three of them stopped in front of everyone in Jiange.

"Zhao Xuanran, don't be presumptuous!" Wu Wu growled, staring at the woman in the black dress.

"I'm presumptuous?" Zhao Xuanran's eyes froze, "You let an outsider sit on the honorable position of Qinghun's head teacher, and give them the face of Qinghun's ancestors to step on their feet, how dare you call me presumptuous?"

"Shut up, you!" Ye Tiance gave her an indifferent look.

"Little boy, what do you know? This is Elder Fan from Wan Jianhai. Even if your father can stand up, you have to bow down and salute when you see him, you know?" The sixth sword master Yao Manxue sneered.

"If he stands up, he will first cut off the heads of you three shameless dogs!"

Zhao Xuanran tightly clenched his fists, his nails dug deep into his flesh, his eyes were bloodshot.

The position of head teacher should be handed over to outsiders!
More than 800 people kneel down!
Is this still the iron-clad Cyan Soul Sword Cultivator?

Looking at the self-righteous faces of the three people in front of them, everyone in Jiange was furious.

This is humiliation!

The elders of the Seven Great Sword Peaks all have positions.

Only the honorable seats in the Jiange are reserved for the guests.

There is a place for guests in Shanben, which is opposite the high platform.

Guest, how can the host sit?

The Eight Swords aspire to the crown have been respectable since ancient times. The Eight Swords have strengths and weaknesses, but they do not distinguish between high and low.

Now, these three people are going to push Jiange to the guest seat!
"The master is not awake, and the sword master is in power. This is the joint decision of the seven sword masters. Those who make trouble, beheaded!"

After Ye Tiance finished speaking, he turned around, shook his sleeves violently, and didn't look back.

Wu Wu glared at the Jiange people fiercely, and said with a smirk: "Don't forget what happened the day before yesterday. Now that you have temporarily withdrawn from the Jiange, there is still time to disband the Jiange. Once the Aspirations start, life and death are not up to you!"

After finishing speaking, he and Yao Manxue, who was full of sarcasm, walked away together.

"Xiao Ran!"

Grandpa Qin hurriedly grabbed the woman in the black skirt, his eyes were pale, and he shook his head repeatedly.

"Today's situation, I have to bow my head! Take a breath, Jiange can live for another year..."

How much unwillingness, hatred, and anger were drowned out by this sentence like ice water.

That's right.

I have to bow my head!
Who wouldn't want to if they could vent their anger?
But, look back at the eight young disciples behind you!

All the anger I exhale will be transformed into swords and will strike at them.

They are young and hesitant, and knowing that they are close to death, they are still willing to stand here to continue their lives for the Jiange and keep a way home for the dead.

Why bother to hurt them?
Zhao Xuanran's tightly clenched jade fists suddenly loosened.

"it is good……"

She pursed her red lips, lowered her head, and gave a wry smile, her eyes dimmed a lot.

Subconsciously, she reached out and touched her waist.

It's a pity that I didn't bring wine today.

think of wine...

Just remembered one person!

She looked back blankly.

Behind the crowd, the boy in white was looking at her.

When the four eyes met, he smiled slightly.

This relaxed, natural, and calm smile suddenly seemed like sunshine, shining into her gloomy heart.

In the vast world, even Qinghun, a place where evil spirits are eliminated, is now full of evil spirits.

However, this young man is like a green lotus in the mud.

The white clothes are not stained, and the heart is as clean as dust.

Zhao Xuanran didn't know that there were also many people on the First Sword Peak, the Third Sword Peak, and the Sixth Sword Peak who were eyeing this white-clothed boy.

"This is Jiange's stunned green sword head!"

"It is said that he is forced to be the head teacher's disciple, laughing to death, the head teacher's disciple of the low-rank Shaking Light Sword Soul?"

"For a while, no matter who encounters him, he will be wiped out immediately, understand?"

"Want to help the Jiange building topple? Don't you see if your hands and feet are tough enough? Can they withstand being chopped?"

"Ha ha……"

"I heard that he snatched the first place on the road to heaven from the peerless talent of the first sword peak. It's best to give him to Jiang Yue to kill him himself."

The remaining second, fourth, fifth, and seventh sword peaks are much quieter, and some have no desires or desires.

"Let's talk about swords now!"

Hearing this, the hearts of all the disciples who participated in the Aspiration for the Championship jumped wildly.

The exciting battle will begin immediately.

On Jiange's side, Grandpa Qin also gave a final warning to the eight disciples who participated in the battle.

"Remember what I said? Once on the sword fighting ring, no matter who you meet, give up immediately." Grandpa Qin said.

Abandoning the war means surrendering!
"Yes." Cai Maomao, Qin Tong and others nodded, feeling unwilling.

"Children! In the past three years, too many children have died in order to fight for the dignity of the Jiange. There are only eight of you left in the Jiange. Today, Grandpa doesn't want to send white-haired people to black-haired people..." Grandpa Qin's voice was mournful.

As long as he participates in the war, Jiange can last for one year.

Whether you fight or not, you are at the bottom, so why die?
Give up the battle as soon as you go up, and there is still a way to survive.

"Especially you, Yun Xiao, did you hear that?" Grandpa Qin said seriously.

Yun Xiao was looking at the dazzling four-pole bearing sword stone, but did not respond for a long time.

"Yunxiao?" Grandpa Qin emphasized his tone.

"Ah! Okay, okay." Yun Xiao nodded quickly, "I will definitely take them all."

"What? I told you to give up the battle as soon as you go up." Grandpa Qin stared.

"No problem, I give up every time." Yun Xiao said.

"Every time??" Cai Maomao said with embarrassment, "Junior Brother Yun, you can only abandon the battle once."

"Oh, I understand!" Yun Xiao nodded.

"No, you don't seem to understand the rules?" Cai Maomao asked.

"Yesterday I practiced sword all day, I didn't have time to understand." Yun Xiao said.

"You don't need to know too much, just give up the battle." Grandpa Qin was still nagging.

Yun Xiao saw that the championship was about to begin, so he pulled Cai Maomao aside and asked, "How?"

"Eight swords aspirations, there are two parts, the first is about swords, and the second is aspirations!" Cai Maomao said.

"What is Discourse on Sword?" Yun Xiao asked.

"Discussion of Swords is a one-man battle, fighting for honors and rewards for individuals! At that time, there will be more than 800 sword masters, and they will go to the more than 400 sword fighting rings in pairs." Cai Maomao said.

"Continuously fight against each other? Until the first place is decided? It will take a long time." Yun Xiao explained.

He had heard before that half an hour is enough to talk about swords.

"of course not!"

Cai Maomao shook his head and said: "On the sword, the time limit is half an hour! Within this half hour, as long as you defeat your opponent, you can immediately board other sword fighting rings where the battle has ended, and continue fighting! Whoever defeats the opponent will be faster , whoever can start the next battle the fastest. When half an hour is up, the top [-] will be ranked according to the number of 'sword points'!"

"Sword point?"

"Yes. Sword points will be distributed after a while. If you defeat the opponent, you can get the opponent's sword points." Cai Maomao said.

"Everyone has the same sword point?" Yun Xiao asked.

"Of course it's different. The stronger the person, the higher the initial sword point. One sword point in the late stage of Longquan, two sword points at the completion of Longquan, three sword points in the Dingjing state, and five sword points in the Shenhai state."

"Then my three sword points?" Yun Xiao asked.

Although he is Longquan Consummation, but to the outside world, it is the battle strength of Longquan when he defeated Wu Jianyang.

"No, you have ten sword points." Cai Maomao said.

"Why?"

"You are the head of the sword. You are the face of the same line. Other swordsmen will get extra rewards for defeating you." Cai Maomao said.

"Correspondingly, my initial sword points are also higher than others. As long as I don't lose, ten sword points are mine, and they will be included in the final ranking?" Yun Xiao asked.

"Yes!" Cai Maomao nodded.

in short--

The time limit is half an hour.

Whoever kills all the way through will be the number one in sword theory!

"What's the reward for this personal sword battle?"

Yunxiao only wants to know what is useful!

"That's a lot, starting from the top [-], just..."

Cai Maomao was in the middle of speaking, Yun Xiao interrupted him first, and said with burning eyes: "Senior brother Cai, you just need to talk about the reward for being the first in swordsmanship."

Other meaningless!
"Grandpa Qin told you to give up the battle..."

"Say." Yun Xiao raised his eyebrows.

"The skull of the thousand-year-old demon emperor! Twenty Longquan pills!" Cai Maomao said a little excitedly.

"Did it increase again?"

Yun Xiao knew it by looking at his expression.

This set again?
I don't have a long memory!

"……Yes!"

Cai Maomao smiled wryly.

Thousand-year demon emperor?

What concept, Yun Xiao still understands.

Now in the entire Northern Wilderness, it is said that there is only one thousand-year-old demon emperor, and it is said that the one who brought tens of thousands of demons to force Qinghun to teach Broken Sword three years ago is that one!
Among the monsters, the emperor!
Millennium practice!

Even though the skull of the Demon Emperor who is number one in sword theory does not belong to the current Demon Emperor, it may also belong to his ancestors.

"This is the best existing public treasure of Qinghun, more precious than Shen Haidan." Cai Maomao shrugged.

"understood."

Play so big?

For whom?
I understand!
What was taken out this time was not anyone's personal belongings, but the public property of the entire Qinghun!
"Eight swords to win the crown, today to discuss swords and fight for treasures, and tomorrow to ask for the crown to decide the honor!" Cai Maomao said with emotion.

On the sword, for yourself.

Aspire, for Jianfeng!
"How to win the championship?" Yun Xiao asked casually.

"Team battle." Cai Maomao stuck out his tongue, a little scared.

"How group?"

"One pulse to one pulse!" Cai Maomao said.

"??"

Yun Xiao glanced at Jiange, then at the other sword peaks, and asked dumbly, "Eight people, against 120 people?"

"No." Cai Maomao shook his head.

Yun Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's you alone, singled out 120 people. And it's the top 120 disciples of a sword peak." Cai Maomao added.

"Fuck! Why?" Yun Xiao asked.

"Because the seven of us even gave up the battle to save our lives, we will definitely not participate in the competition. The sword competition can save some face, and the competition is purely courting death. If we participate in the sword competition, the Jiange will be saved. We don't need to use it tomorrow!" Cai Cai Maomao Road.

"Okay!" Yun Xiao gritted his teeth, "You say to win the championship and compete for honor, what kind of honor?"

"The ranking of Jianfeng determines the weight of the resources of the major sword veins in the next year. The higher the ranking, the higher the ranking, all the cultivation resources such as pills, demon bones, treasure armor, swordsmanship and Taoism are given priority. So, this is actually Fight for yourself." Cai Maomao felt a little regretful.

"Any more?"

"And the most important thing!" Cai Maomao's eyes lit up.

"what?"

"The Green Soul Cauldron."

"what?"

"Look, there it is!"

Cai Maomao pointed to the side of the Siji Chengjian Stone, where there was a giant blue tripod, which stood in the center of Wending Mountain, ancient and heavy, and many people looked at it with solemn eyes.

"It's a good thing! What does it do?" Yun Xiao asked.

"The Green Soul Cauldron is the number one artifact of the Green Soul Sword Sect, a top magic weapon! It has the effect of gathering aura, and the aura of which sword vein is placed on it is several times the other!" Cai Maomao said enviously.

"Once a year, whichever sword peak wins the first prize will belong to the Green Soul Cauldron?" Yun Xiao narrowed his eyes.

"Yes!" Cai Maomao sighed deeply, shook his head and said, "Didn't I tell you before that Qinghun is an alliance of eight major forces? In fact, this Qinghun cauldron was originally a private property of my Jiange, and it was shared with the whole sect later. .Three years ago, for 100 years, it was in front of Haoran Hall."

And for the past three years, it has belonged to the No. [-] Sword Peak!
From this point, we can actually know why Ye Tiance and his gang are so ambitious.

"Okay, I understand." Yun Xiao nodded, and there was already a storm in his eyes.

"Junior Brother Yun, you can try the Sword Discussion. If you get a ranking, it will be useful for your cultivation, but if you win the championship, I advise you not to participate." Cai Maomao gritted his teeth.

"reason."

"Last year, Senior Sister Zhao won the first place in swordsmanship. She was not convinced and joined the battle to win the championship."

"Losing?"

"One person fights 120, no matter how talented you are, how can you win?" Cai Maomao took a deep breath and said with a wry smile, "Besides, for the two-two elimination system, the first match is the first pair of eighth last year. If we participate in the championship, the first We have to fight against the strongest No. [-] Sword Peak."

"Is she hurt?" Yun Xiao looked at the woman in the black dress ahead.

"I'm injured, I've been recuperating for half a year, and I've left a lot of roots behind." Cai Maomao said pitifully.

Yun Xiao knows.

She has many sword marks on her body.

Yun Xiao had never seen a woman with so many scars on her body.

"The swords are distributed!" Cai Maomao said suddenly.

Sword point is a small fairy magic, forming light spots one by one, surrounding the body like fireflies.

Cai Maomao, a sword point.

Yunxiao, ten!

At the same time, Yun Xiao got the first sword fighting ring number of Lunjian.

"I am number three. What about you?" Yun Xiao asked.

"Two hundred and five." Cai Maomao said confidently.

"Then I'm far away from you. Remember to abandon the battle." Yun Xiao said.

Too far.

Yun Xiao couldn't help him if he didn't give up the battle.

"I regret my life, what do you say?" Cai Maomao rolled his eyes, "Those grandsons will definitely want to use words to provoke me, humiliate me, and force me to fight them, but, I want to live!"

In the end, there was sadness in his eyes.

He is not afraid of death.

I'm afraid that on the day when my brother's soul returns, he won't be able to find a home.

Whoa!
Just at this moment, there was a commotion on Mount Aspirations.

"Jiang Yue, thirty sword points?"

"She's not the head of the sword, why give such a large initial value? Isn't it fair?"

"I heard it was decided jointly by the Seven Great Sword Masters."

"The higher the sword point, the greater the hatred. Defeating one of her is equivalent to defeating thirty late-stage Longquan!"

"The question is, who dares? Qing Hun only has one Lengtou Qing, who is in Jiange!"

"Too."

"Forget it, let's not compare with a perverted genius like Jiang Yue."

Among the crowd, Jiang Yue was like the emperor among geniuses!

Thirty stars surrounded her body, shining brightly, all the eyes of Wen Dingshan fell on her with envy.

"I am a fairy, who will compete with me?"

Her eyes were frosty, she smiled confidently, proud of this moment.

"The sword debate begins! Everyone, step onto the sword fighting ring!"

Ye Tiance announced loudly.

The voice was full of anticipation.

Everyone has an initial fighting sword number.

Yun Xiao, No. [-] Sword Fighting Arena!
After defeating the first initial opponent, you can go on stage to fight other people at will.

Take the sword point!
Until the end of the half hour time limit!

This rule can be said to be very fierce.

Everyone's blood boiled.

Dengdeng!

More than 800 people boarded more than 400 sword fighting rings.

Cai Maomao was located far away from Yunxiao.

After running for a long time, he finally found a place and jumped on it.

suddenly!

A cold gaze fell on him.

Cai Maomao fell into an ice cave.

"Are you a Jiange disciple?" A woman's cold voice sounded.

She judged it through Cai Maomao's sword robe.

Cai Maomao looked up with difficulty.

There is a girl in front of her, surrounded by sword points, and her body is full of frost.

"Jiang Yue?!"

Cai Maomao trembled all over.

At this moment, Ye Tiance announced that the discussion of swords had begun!
Cai Maomao was frightened immediately, raised his hand and backed away, and said loudly: "I surrender! I give up the battle!"

Shouting this sentence means that Jiang Yue has got his sword point and can start killing randomly.

Cai Maomao also breathed a sigh of relief, and stepped back.

Right now!
Jiang Yue's eyes turned cold.

"The dog of Jiange must die!"

Ding!
A icy-cold sword soul from the Divine Sea Realm rushed over, turning into a flying sword.

"You violated..."

Cai Maomao's complexion changed drastically, and his face was purple with anger.

He surrendered!

The opponent can't do it!

But what can I do if I am angry?
Jiang Yue's sword soul was already pointing at his throat.

This is to kill him!
In shock, Cai Maomao tried her best to hide!
puff!

Ice Moon Sword Soul passed over his shoulder.

Blood splattered!

Cai Maomao let out a scream and rolled off the sword fighting ring.

His right arm was almost broken, the blood flowed wildly, the power of the ice froze up, and the whole arm was almost useless!

Cai Maomao glared at Jiang Yue with fire in his eyes: "I have given up the fight, and you actually did something against the rules!"

"The rules say you can't kill people, but they didn't say you can't kill dogs." Jiang Yue sneered, flew down the sword fighting ring, and came towards him!

Cai Maomao looked around.

Several elders in charge of maintenance folded their arms and looked at the sky with their eyes.

"you!"

Cai Maomao's face immediately turned pale!
He is dying!

"elder brother……"

He was desperate.

He wants to live until his brother comes home!
"elder brother!"

Cai Mao Mao's tears flowed across his face.

now!

Fighting platform No. [-]!
"Your brother Cai met Jiang Yue, he will be killed!" Lan Xing suddenly said in his arms.

At that moment, Yun Xiao's eyes turned red!
He was very calm when the position of head teacher was taken.

But after coming to Qinghun, this brother Cai's enthusiasm and frankness warmed his cold heart.

Oh my friend!
How many friends can there be in life!

Yun Xiao's eyes burst out with murderous intent!
"Yun Xiao, this time, I, 'Wu Jianyang', will definitely trample you under my feet!"

The son of the third sword master stood opposite Yun Xiao.

After he went back, he used a lot of pills to heal his wounds, and the third sword master spared no effort to spend a lot of money to let him repair the sword soul, upgrade the sword gang, and stand in front of Yunxiao again to avenge his shame!
He was waiting for this moment!
"You're dead, haha..."

Wu Jianyang was still grinning, when suddenly a blue light flashed in front of his eyes.

Bang!
His head exploded directly, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

Bang!
His body fell straight, blood splattered everywhere.

hum!
"Jiang Yue—!"

A storm of thunder and anger surged in Yunxiao's eyes!

He soared with his imperial sword, crossed a mountain of aspirations, and charged away!

(End of this chapter)