Chapter 1011 Tie Wanqing

After all the swords on the periphery were retrained, they were used by people from the Intent Sword Heavenly Palace. Therefore, the density of broken swords in the periphery of the sword tomb was extremely sparse, and the rippling sword intent in the air was also extremely thin. .

Bai Ye walked very slowly, step by step. During the past few days of practice, he swallowed all the sword intent pills he got from the thirteen elders, and the sword intent was increased by nearly a hundred times. Communicate with all these broken and broken swords, and feel the sword power hidden in their bodies.

After all, it was the elixir bestowed by the master of Heavenly Palace of Intent Sword. Even with his current innate talent, it would take decades of practice to achieve this kind of terrifying sword intent.

Bai Ye leaned inward little by little.

Gradually, more and more broken swords appeared on the ground, and the "exciting" sword intent and evil spirit in the air became more and more fierce. Bai Ye had to merge with the soul of heaven and protect his body with holy power in order to continue go ahead.

After walking for about an hour, Bai Ye's steps were already very heavy, and he had to use all his strength to lift each foot. After a while, he was already out of breath, which was especially uncomfortable.

"How big is this sword tomb?"

Bai Ye couldn't help muttering, swallowed a few homemade holy pills, and walked a lot more briskly.

I don't know how long I've been walking, but the swords 'inserted' on the ground in front of me are already very dense, it's almost hard to get off, and the quality of these swords has also risen to an astonishing height.

Bai Ye's eyes lit up, and he pulled out a sword and looked at it, but saw that although the edge of the sword was incomplete, the material of the sword was still very prudent.

I really don't know what grade of material this is made of.

With a thought in his mind, Bai Ye suddenly took off the Yinhong Sword from his waist, hesitated for a moment, and slashed fiercely at the broken sword.

However...

bang!

The Yinhong Sword, which was purchased at a huge price, was actually split into two pieces.

"This..." Bai Ye really wanted to curse.

Even if the swords here are broken, their strength and sharpness are still horrifying, unlike the swords on the outside, which break when touched.

But from this point of view, it is not a simple matter to recast the sword here.

Bai Ye thought about it, put the broken Yinhong sword into the scabbard, and continued to move forward.

But as he walked, he felt a change in his surroundings.

Looking up, he realized that for some reason, the broken swords around him trembled.

buzz buzz...

The sound of sword cries rippling back and forth throughout the entire sword tomb was particularly ear-piercing.

Bai Ye frowned slightly, looked at a slightly trembling sword beside him, and pulled it out quickly, only to realize that it was the restlessness of the spirit in the sword.

"The sword here...does it already have a sword spirit?" Bai Ye pondered for a while, then sat down cross-legged, dragging the sword with both hands, closed his eyes and meditated, urging the whole body of sword intent to rush towards the dilapidated long sword, Communicating with the sword spirit inside.

In an instant, a turbulent and turbulent sense of killing instantly hit Bai Ye's heart. At that moment, Bai Ye felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body was icy cold, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

too horrible!

He took a few breaths with all his strength, stared at the broken sword in his hand, took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes again, and urged the sword intent to surge towards the sword.

The horrifying scene that he glimpsed just now was instantly transmitted to his mind.

It was a scene of two masters with swords volleying in the air.

The two of them were very blurry, but they both held divine swords in their hands. The swords were so radiant that they shone in all directions, making the scorching sun pale and the stars dim.

One person urges the sword, and the power of the sword shatters the starry sky!

The other person held his sword horizontally, and the blade soared tens of thousands of feet long, as if it could split mountains and rivers.

The two fought in the air until the universe was turned upside down, samsara was shattered, the sky was dark and the ground was dark, ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, every move was so mysterious that it was impossible to see through.

At that moment, Bai Ye only felt that the picture presented in his mind was a picture before the end of the world. They screamed with their swords, their sword intent filled the heaven and earth, they raised their swords and slashed wildly, the power of their swords could destroy the common people, a series of terrifying and incomparable moves were born, and one after another unimaginable sword tactics came out of the sword , In the whole world, there are only these two fighting figures, and everything will become ashes under their swords...

This is the real master of the sword! Be the real king of swords!

The swords in their hands, like their arms, have long been integrated with them and their souls. Such an existence, once the sword is destroyed, people will die!

In this battle of the supreme powerhouse, the entire six realms of life trembled...

However, halfway through the screen, it suddenly disappeared.

Bai Ye suddenly had a 'shock', and when he came to his senses, he was already sweating profusely and panting crazily.

"This is the picture recorded by the spirit in the sword! Because the sword spirit is broken, the picture is incomplete. The reason why the sword is so broken is probably what happened in that battle?"

Bai Ye muttered to himself, stabbed the sword on the ground, and planned to move on.

But after walking a few steps, he stopped suddenly, looked around, and a thought flashed through his mind.

"Most of the trembling swords here are sword spirits that are still alive, so I can use the powerful sword intent to see through the sword spirits to see the scene before they are destroyed. Those who use these divine swords must be extremely masters. Perhaps, I You can get a glimpse of one or two from their fighting..."

After thinking about it, Bai Ye couldn't help but get agitated, and immediately pulled out another sword, closed his eyes and began to comprehend.

 …

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In the middle of the night, a woman wearing a sword uniform stepped into the Yijian Heavenly Palace. The disciples who were on guard at night were shocked when they saw the person coming, and hurriedly saluted: "See you, Senior Sister Tie!"

"Ok."

The woman has bright eyes and white teeth, beautiful and beautiful, long hair like ink, a white ribbon on the tail, a very decent sword suit, and a heroic posture, which makes people look amazing.

She nodded indifferently, her eyes were like sharp swords, and she walked quickly inside.

Seeing the woman going away, the two disciples couldn't help but exchanged heads and whispered.

"Senior Sister Tie is truly a peerless beauty. No wonder so many senior brothers in the sect pursue her."

"That is, if I am strong enough, I will chase after it."

"By the way, did you notice the aura on Senior Sister Tie just now?"

"I can't smell it at all. I'm afraid I'm completely restrained. I can completely restrain the holy power... Sister Tie's strength has increased a lot when she comes back this time."

"Senior Sister Tie is the one who wants to hit the Excalibur list! How can we compare? The best disciple in the Wooden House, the deepest thirteen elders hold him in high esteem!"

"Hehe, I heard that Zhang Hong and Qiao Siyuan are her foster brothers. Some time ago, these two were abolished by the people in the sword training room. Do you think Senior Sister Tie will go to trouble the sword training room?"

"It's really hard to tell. With Senior Sister Tie's character, most people in the sword training room will be in trouble."

"Hey, after this shift, let's go and have a look."

"okay!"

Although the two whispered to each other in a very low voice, Tie Wanqing, who was walking in the distance, still heard clearly.

Her willow eyebrows moved slightly, her pace quickened a little, and she walked straight towards the wooden man's house.

At this moment, most of the disciples in the wooden man's house are meditating in their own practice pavilions, except that the room where Zhang Hong and Qiao Siyuan are staying is brightly lit, and several disciples of the wooden man's house are guarding the side, and the soup pot next to it is boiling. With 'medicine'.

Tie Wanqing walked in quickly.

When everyone heard the sound, they turned their heads one after another, and they were all overjoyed to see the person coming.

"It's Big Sister!"

"Master is here!!"

"Quick! Go and inform Master!!"

People were excited and rushed to tell each other.

After a while, the thirteenth elder walked over quickly, Tie Wanqing went up to meet him, and bowed on his knees.

"Wanqing pays homage to Master."

"Good! Good! Get up!" The thirteenth elder nodded again and again, looked at Tie Wanqing, and his old eyes burst into halos: "Wanqing, you really did not disappoint Master! After going out for some experience, your Your strength has been increased again, this time Tiangong Lunjian, you will definitely be able to shine!"

"Master's reputation is too high!"

Tie Wanqing's face was calm, but her eyes fell on the two people lying on the "bed" in the room, with anger swaying deep in her eyes, she said in a deep voice: "Master, Junior Brother Zhang and Junior Brother Qiao What's going on? I just took a cursory look, and their Heavenly Souls were damaged, their cultivation levels plummeted, and they are no longer even emperors. Who did this?"

The Thirteenth Elder hesitated for a while, and said hoarsely: "Wanqing, you don't need to worry about this matter, Master will take care of it. I just asked the Seventh Elder, and he said that there is a way to heal the heavenly souls of Zhang Hong and Siyuan, so that they can recover. When you reach the semi-holy realm, the most important thing you should do now is to calm down and meditate, and prepare for the battle against Heavenly Palace, understand?"

"Master! Tell me, who did it!" Tie Wanqing said firmly, her face turned cold.

"Wanqing, you can't be stubborn."

"Master! I just want to know what happened. The two junior brothers are my righteous brothers. If I ignore them and have a grudge in my heart, it will definitely affect my cultivation. Even if it is Tiangong Lunjian, I will feel restless." Tie Wanqing said solemnly.

After saying this, the thirteenth elder hesitated.

But at this moment, Qiao Siyuan's voice sounded in the room.

"Is it Senior Sister? Senior Sister? Are you here?"

Tie Wanqing heard the sound and walked in immediately.

"Siyuan!"

"Senior Sister... You are finally back, great!" Qiao Siyuan half-opened his eyes, overjoyed, and wanted to get up, but the pain in his chest made him unable to straighten up.

"Siyuan, don't move around, take a good rest." Tie Wanqing pressed him down and said with concern.

"Thank you, sister."

Qiao Siyuan said weakly.

Tie Wanqing glanced at the two of them, the anger in her eyes became even more intense, Yin Fang gritted her teeth and asked secretly: "Siyuan, tell Senior Sister, who did it?"

"It's White Night!!!"

Qiao Siyuan said weakly: "In the sword repairing room... a man named Bai Ye! He used despicable means to attack me and Senior Brother Zhang...Senior Sister, you want to avenge us!!!"

"The sword training room!! A bunch of trash, dare to be so arrogant!"

Tie Wanqing's face was annoyed, and she slapped the table, furious.

"Little tree!!!"

"Senior Sister!"

"Give me a letter of war immediately! I want to fight Bai Ye! Avenge my two juniors!!"

When these words fell, the disciples around were all shocked and overjoyed.

"Yes, Senior Sister!"