Chapter 249 One Sword

One hundred and twenty miles to the west of Yuanzhou City, there is a martial arts sect that covers a large area. The three characters "Lingjian Pavilion" on the main entrance archway are elegant and full of agility.

Lingjian Pavilion is backed by Yuanzhou Mansion and faces Taixuan Mountain. The master of the pavilion, Yue Dongyu, is good at dancing and maintains a relatively good relationship with the government and the Taixuan Sect.

In this way, they have a transcendent status that is difficult to compare with other gangs.

The ancestors of the Yue family also came from a major martial arts sect.

The internal training method passed down from the family directly refers to the perfect internal training, coupled with the agile and elegant swordsmanship, and the unique sword forging technique, it is somewhat famous in the entire Yuanzhou.

Therefore, it has attracted many young people to come to study, and it has become increasingly prosperous in recent years.

In the afternoon of this day, the warm sunshine slanted down, making people feel weak and drowsy.

At this moment, a tall figure appeared outside the door of Lingjian Pavilion.

This person looks like a middle-aged scribe who has traveled all the way here.

"Is this gentleman coming to this pavilion to order a sword?"

Seeing the middle-aged man's extraordinary popularity, the disciples of Lingjian Pavilion thought he must be a big customer and immediately came up to him with smiles on their faces.

The middle-aged man stopped outside the door, shook his head slowly and said, "I have my own sword, so I'm not buying one."

The Lingjian Pavilion disciple suppressed the doubts that arose in his heart, and then said with a smile, "Sir, aren't you custom-making a sword? What is the purpose of coming here? Do you want to sign up to learn swordsmanship?"

The middle-aged man still shook his head, looking at the plaque hanging high above, his eyes fell on the three characters Lingjian Pavilion, and suddenly he sighed deeply, "I just see that this plaque is a bit annoying, and I don't want it to continue to hang here. ."

The expressions of the Lingjian Pavilion disciples suddenly changed. Just when they were about to say something, a cold light flashed before their eyes without any warning.

When he looked again, his eyes were empty, and the middle-aged man with the sword hanging from his waist was missing.

"I must be dreaming."

The disciples of Lingjian Pavilion murmured to themselves, their eyes filled with confusion and confusion.

Suddenly, a soft click came from above the head.

He subconsciously looked up and saw that the plaque that had been hanging on the gatehouse for an unknown period of time had been cut off at the waist.

And the incision is smooth and smooth, with almost no trace of burrs visible.

Ji Lingling shuddered, and the Lingjian Pavilion disciple suddenly thought of the middle-aged man with a sword at his waist, but he couldn't recall exactly when that man drew his sword and directly cut off the solid and thick bronze plaque.

Without enough time to care about the crumbling plaque, he turned around and ran towards the door.

After passing the training ground where the outer disciples practiced swordsmanship, they kept moving forward and soon came to the door leading to the inner courtyard of the Sword Pavilion.

He stood there blankly, reaching out and pressing the door, but he felt weak all over and dared not push it open no matter what.

A gust of autumn wind blew by, bringing with it a growing fishy-sweet smell, spreading from the inside out and quickly filling his surroundings.

Gudong!

The Lingjian Pavilion disciple swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

It was already cold from head to toe.

At this moment, there was a soft squeaking sound.

The vermilion door slowly opened.

Revealing a purer bright red inside.

"Who are you? We at Lingjian Pavilion have no enmity or grudge against you. Why do we have to do this murderous thing!?"

Yue Dongyu's face was pale, his eyes were horrified, and he stared blankly at the corpses on the ground. For a moment, he felt hopeless and hopeless.

"My surname is Ye, you probably haven't heard of my name."

The middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his hands and looked around with an expressionless expression, "I thought you guys were also named after the sword pavilion, so you should be somewhat outstanding in swordsmanship anyway.

It's a pity that Lingjian Pavilion's name is very famous, but Yu Xiujian's attainments are ordinary, which makes me very disappointed. "

His eyes fell back on Yue Dongyu, and he sighed deeply, "You are really too weak, so weak that you can't even take a casual blow from me."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man slowly turned around, looking away from the master of the Lingjian Pavilion who had collapsed on the ground, and fell on the young disciple standing blankly at the door.

"I just bothered you."

With a gentle smile on his face, he slowly walked past the disciples of Lingjian Pavilion and quickly disappeared outside the gate.

The disciples of Lingjian Pavilion watched the middle-aged man leave in a daze, feeling a little itchy on their necks for no reason.

He raised his hand and scratched it lightly.

Uh-huh!

Silently, a thin red line quietly appeared.

The next moment, he discovered to his horror that his vision was rapidly getting lower, until he fell to the ground.

Wherever he could see, he could only see a pair of black boots, stained with dots of bright red blood.

"These are my own shoes."

An extremely strange thought flashed through his mind, and then the world began to spin, shrouding everything in darkness.

The entire Lingjian Pavilion regained its calm.

Only the corpses scattered on the ground could tell what had just happened here.

"No matter what kind of rubbish, you dare to use the name of Jiange. It really stains my eyes."

In the autumn afternoon, Ye Qiyuan was walking slowly. Thinking back to the killings just now, he suddenly felt a little bored.

Click!

He stepped on a dead branch and instead of continuing forward, he turned his head and looked towards the roadside.

Just behind a tree about ten meters away, a young woman in blue clothes and skirt quietly walked out.

Ye Qiyuan's eyes swept across the woman's body, with no expression on her face, as if she was looking at the dead branch at her feet.

After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "It's Rong Yuan. Come to me. Have you finally made a discovery?"

"Finding the relics of Senior Sword Pavilion is a first-class event for me. If you find it, it will save you a lot of time and energy. You don't have to search for clues in various sword training dojos like now. "

"Rong Yuan has met Ye Sword Master."

The young woman curtsied, straightened up, and her expression became serious. "The junior is disturbing the senior this time, but it is not because he has found the relics left by the Thirteen Swordsmen, but because of another very important matter."

"Please tell me what's going on."

Rong Yuan lowered his eyes, not daring to look at him, "Returning to Sword Master Ye, what this junior wants to say is that all the warriors from our sect who went to Taixuan Mountain have been wiped out."

After a pause, her voice lowered involuntarily, "Miss Ye Xiao, also disappeared during this mission, and her whereabouts are still unknown."

Quietly, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop.

Rong Yuan shivered. Although he was in a sunny autumn afternoon, he felt as if he was in an ice cellar, and it was as cold as ice from the tips of his hair to his toes.

After a long time, Ye Qiyuan's voice slowly sounded, with a heart-stopping chill, "She doesn't want to stay with me. She insists on going to Taixuan with you. She wants to see the so-called sect." style.

Originally, I didn't want Xiao'er to leave, but after listening to what you said, three martial arts masters gathered in Taixuan, they would definitely be able to protect her, so I felt relieved to let her go for an experience. "

He was still smiling, but his expression became slightly distorted, "As a result, you suddenly came over to me and said that not even three martial arts masters could protect her?"

Rong Yuan took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

She tried to keep her tone calm and said, "Returning to Ye Sword Master, the two grandmasters of our sect and the Beihuang grandmaster have not been able to come down from Mount Taixuan."

Ye Qiyuan closed his eyes, "Do you know who killed her?"

Rong Yuan was about to speak when suddenly a bird flew from a distance, circled in the air and landed accurately.

She took out the note and took a look at it, her expression suddenly changed again, "Our people saw the building boat on which Master Ji was riding. It was far away from the waters of Taixuan Mountain and was heading north along the river towards Yuanshui Daze. .

This ship is out of our control. I guess something went wrong. "

As soon as he finished speaking, Rong Yuan raised his head, only to find that the middle-aged man was no longer in front of him.

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The water surface is empty, and you can see the horizon of water and sky as far as the eye can see.

A luxury building boat sailed slowly in the water.

Although the wind was strong and the waves were strong, it could not have any impact on the tall and thick hull, and even did not feel much shaking.

Several water birds were playing and wandering on the shore, and from time to time they plunged into the water and picked up a grass carp to feast on.

A black flag hangs on the mast. On the flag is a ferocious dragon head showing sharp fangs. Below it is a white background with horizontal stripes. The three bold characters of Black Dragon Village are clearly visible in the wind.

Two well-dressed men holding long knives leaned against the guardrail, acting as guards.

Quietly, a figure appeared on the deck of the building, standing behind the two of them, listening to their endless chat.

After a while, the man left silently and entered the attic.

On the balcony on the highest floor, there was a table of fine wine and food.

Fruits, green vegetables, river shrimps and fish, as well as several plates of game that can only be caught in the mountains and forests.

Two men were sitting inside drinking.

One of them picked up the wine glass and said with a smile on his face, "Brother Zhangluan, Jiao Mou gives you a drink!"

"If Brother Zhang hadn't taken action personally this time, we might not have been able to capture the two guys on the boat, and we would have lost more brothers in vain."

Hearing this, Zhang Luan just smiled faintly, with disdain evident in his words, "Master Jiao Village is too polite, but it's just a little effort. They are just two warriors who have just started practicing Zang. It is natural that I can capture them easily without any effort." "

"Brother Zhang is an expert on the red list, so there is no need to take them seriously.

Even if you are like Brother Yu, even if you practice hard for another hundred years, I am afraid that you will not be able to reach your current height. "

Master Jiao drank the wine in his glass and looked at the luxurious decoration in the attic. He could no longer conceal his excitement.

This boat is parked by the river. As long as the people on the boat are killed, it will become ownerless.

Now that he has it in his pocket, it is as it should be.

"In martial arts practice, talent and qualifications are important, but opportunity is also indispensable. If Master Jiao had met a famous teacher when he was young, instead of straying into the heretic and rudimentary path, he might have achieved higher achievements."

Zhang Luan smiled reservedly again and stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of steaming braised pork.

As a result, he had only reached halfway when his hand was stretched out, but he was suddenly stunned.

Staring at the other hand that appeared on the table without warning, he unceremoniously took away the entire pot of braised pork.

Gudong!

The undisguised sound of chewing and swallowing echoed in their ears.

"who!?"

Zhang Luan's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't even turn his head in his desperation. He just relied on his instinctive reaction and subconsciously pushed his elbow backwards.

Click...

The iron elbow that could kill a tiger or leopard was gently and deftly slapped away, and there was still some burning pain in the contact area.

Zhang Luan's scalp suddenly became numb and the hairs all over his body stood up.

The ferocious temper created by countless bloody fights came up, and his blood immediately surged, and his waist and legs were about to explode with all his strength.

At this moment, there was a soft snap.

A few fingers were placed on Zhang Luan's shoulders.

He felt as if he had been struck by lightning, as if his entire body had lost control at this moment.

This was a sad experience that he had never experienced before, and he almost couldn't help but scream.

"Sit still and don't move. If you dare to knock over the dishes on the table, I will take your drink."

This was the voice of a young man. It sounded calm and indifferent, but in their ears it was like the low roar of a demon before eating, making them feel palpitated and frightened, making them almost unable to breathe.

Wei Tao finished the last piece of braised pork, took two steps forward and sat down at the table, and unceremoniously picked up another bone stick.

The two of them didn't even dare to breathe a sigh of relief, and watched in stunned silence as he swallowed the huge bone rod, including the meat and bones, in just three or two mouthfuls.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen dishes were cleared away in a whirlwind.

Gudong!

The Jiao Village Master's throat was surging, and he had difficulty swallowing his saliva. His consciousness was almost horribly blank.

He glanced at Zhang Luan, only to find that the expert on the red list also had a face full of fear, and even his body was trembling and twitching uncontrollably.

Village Master Jiao was confused and even a little speechless.

The strength level of this young man on the table is frighteningly high. Not to mention in their Black Dragon Village, even if all the water villages in Yuanshui Daze were added up, no one stronger than him would be able to master it.

However, he couldn't figure it out. No matter which power he was in, such an expert should be enshrined at a high level. Why did this person look like he had been hungry for several days without eating?

"Where's the wine?"

The leader of Jiao Village, who was secretly thinking, was agitated again. He hurriedly picked up the wine jar from his side and looked around for an unused wine cup.

Wei Tao grabbed the wine jar with his hand, opened the mud seal and poured it directly into his mouth. He quickly drank all the wine from the jar.

He exhaled a breath of wine, took the tea offered by Zhang Luan next to him, and then began to sip it.

"Although you are a bandit in the water, your cooking skills are pretty good."

After taking a few sips of tea, Wei Tao put down the cup and said, "Now turn around and dock, and follow me to pick up people on board."

After a pause, he said slowly, "Prepare one more table, no, prepare three more tables according to this standard, and people will come to eat in a while."

"Understood, I'll ask someone to turn around and pick up the adult's friend."

Village Master Jiao nodded and bowed, with a smile on his face, and was still carefully observing Wei Tao's expression.

This person's attitude determines his life or death.

Thinking that this might be his last meal, Master Jiao couldn't help but tremble with his arms, unable to even stand firmly.

"Go ahead and don't get too petty."

Wei Tao was in a good mood. He reached out and picked up the whole steamed fish and bit off most of it in one bite. He didn't even filter the fish bones, chewed it to pieces and swallowed it in his belly.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up another pot of medicinal porridge.

Suddenly, a soft ding interrupted his movements.

Quietly, the status bar appeared in front of me.

Another month passed, and the gold coin in the status bar spontaneously increased by one.

From seven to eight.

As for the dozen or so gold coins he had consumed, he had used them to improve his skills in the past few days, and he had used most of them without even realizing it.

Because he was about to face the Xuangan Pass, Wei Tao did not improve the Xuanwu True Understanding. He planned to wait until he returned to Qinglin Mountain and receive the guidance of Teacher Ni Hao before deciding whether to directly open the door.

As for the Yinji Secret Technique, the current third level of Limit Breaking has already allowed him to stretch his spirit and body to the limit, so there is no time to advance to the fourth level of Limit Breaking.

Therefore, his recent main focus is Wuji Sanshou and a certain technique that he doesn't even know the name of.

Wei Tao's eyes turned and landed on the interface of Wuji Sanshou.

Name: Wuji Sanshou Liuyun Chapter.

Progress: 120%.

Status: Breaking the second limit.

Description: After a deeper understanding of the artistic conception and mutual confirmation with other exercises, this exercise has been evolved and improved.

He quickly looked at the interface adjacent to Liuyun Chapter.

Name: Unknown Palm Technique

Progress: sixty percent.

Status: Entering the room.

Description: In mutual corroboration with other exercises, this exercise has some changes.

Wei Tao stared at the status bar interface of the unknown palm technique and fell into thought for the first time.

He didn't know the name of the palm technique, and he couldn't even determine why the figure wearing the nine-dragon golden robe appeared in front of him.

All I know is that it was probably brought by the golden-backed flying insect and was related to Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

It was precisely because of his reputation as the number one in the world a hundred years ago that he spent almost all his sleep and food in the past few days immersed in it, looking back at the memories of that time again and again, and finally successfully got started and manifested it in the status bar.

But then the problem arises.

Even with the existence of the status bar, he could only improve it to 60% progress, and it would be unsustainable and he could not even consume gold coins.

This has never happened before.

Other skills are improved through the status bar, and the only difference is whether the limit can be broken, but it has never been like this, where it cannot continue to improve when it reaches 60% progress.

Wei Tao thought about it and thought that this was not the reason for the status bar. The most likely reason was that the wisp of Emperor Wu's divine will was incomplete, so he could not continue to improve.

Only by acquiring the entire inheritance of this set of techniques can we break through the limitations and practice them to perfection, even to the level of breaking the limits.

However, even though it was only 60% progress, the power of this palm technique already surprised him.

In particular, it was mutually confirmed with Wuji Sanshou and Bingdi Shuanglian, and the artistic conception blended together, which brought him a bright feeling.

Wei Tao gathered his thoughts and picked up the pot of medicinal porridge again.

After going through a series of battles and promotions, ordinary warriors are no longer in his eyes.

Even a master at the same level as the old monk in Beihuang, as long as his body is in good condition, he dares to go up and try to fight with him, and he is confident that he can win.

I just don’t know at what level the senior officials of the Green Lotus Sect who can control the three masters are at.

Wei Tao's mind was spinning. He still had considerable concerns about this organization that was gradually emerging. He could not show any slight or slightest contempt.

While eating happily, suddenly the deck shook slightly.

There were footsteps approaching quickly.

After a few breaths, the door to the attic was gently pushed open, and Master Jiao came in from the outside.

He knelt down with a thud, "Sir, your friend has arrived on the ship and is waiting on the deck below."

"Didn't I ask them to hide in a dense forest and wait, but the boat hasn't even reached the shore yet. How come it came up so quickly?"

Wei Tao was confused and asked again, "Also, how many friends of the friend you just mentioned of mine came to the ship?"

When the leader of Jiao Village heard this, he couldn't help being stunned, "Isn't your friend the senior with the sword on his waist?"

Wei Tao didn't respond. The tip of his nose twitched slightly and he smelled a faint fishy-sweet smell.

There was also a vague and icy aura that seemed to have enveloped the entire building.

He was silent for a moment, and his eyes fell on Zhang Luan, who was sitting stiffly beside him. "Go outside and see who is on the boat."

Zhang Luan didn't dare to say anything, so he stood up immediately, walked to the terrace outside, and stood on the edge of the railing.

Uh-huh!

It was as if a breeze was blowing.

It also brought a strong chill, and even the temperature in the attic dropped sharply.

Before Zhang Luan could speak, he suddenly froze.

The next moment, with great horror, he saw an extremely familiar body.

The body was dressed exactly like him.

Even the mole on the neck is exactly the same in location and size, without any difference.

The only difference was that the body had no head, and blood was still flowing out from the broken neck.

"No, I seem to be flying..."

"I'm standing next to the railing. Why do I feel like I'm flying?"

Zhang Luan was horrified and tried to open his eyes wide.

Then he was horrified to find that the headless corpse was standing on the edge of the balcony, close to the railing.

"How can it be!?"

"I, I am a martial arts master listed on the imperial court's red list..."

His consciousness was shrouded in fear, and he wanted to scream, but was unable to make any sound, so he fell directly into the boundless darkness.

Plop...

A head fell down and landed right in the middle of the dining table where cups and plates were scattered.

A little vegetable soup splashed out, mixed with the rapidly flowing blood and brain matter.

Wei Tao had no expression on his face and looked at Zhang Luan's eyes that had not yet been closed.

My thoughts were wandering inexplicably at this moment, thinking of last winter outside Cangyuan City.

Bai Lingyu suddenly took action without warning in the small courtyard, took off the head of Nanny Hu, and then threw it into a copper pot for cooking.

However, compared with Bai Lingyu's neck-breaking and head-removing death, Zhang Luan, who was on the red list, died more calmly, without any trace of fireworks.

Suddenly there was another popping sound.

The leader of Jiao Village had a sluggish expression, his eyes were lifeless, and he fell limply to the ground.

Not long ago, he was high-spirited and full of joy about acquiring a new luxurious building. He also attracted Zhang Luan, a martial arts master on the red list, thinking that this would open a new page in his life.

Not to mention anything else, at least he can gain the upper hand in the various water villages in Yuanshui Daze, and he can even hope to sit in the top few positions.

However, just a short time passed and everything disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Such a major blow from joy to sorrow made him feel as if he fell from the clouds into the abyss in an instant, and even his spirit became a little abnormal.

At this moment, Wei Tao pushed the wooden chair away, slowly came to the terrace outside, and lowered his head to look down.

There happened to be a middle-aged man in black clothes standing with his hands behind his back, looking up as well.

The two people's eyes met in vain, intertwined and collided.

Wei Tao narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "Who are you to dare to kill the boatman I finally found?"

“It doesn’t matter who I am.”

The middle-aged man said calmly, "What matters is how you got on this ship."

Wei Tao said nothing and took a step to the side without any warning.

Uh-huh!

At this moment, a wisp of breeze blew by.

It passed over where he was just now, and then moved forward, leaving a straight crack in the attic roof.

"At your age, you are able to dodge my sword, and your strength level is far higher than that of the so-called Spirit Sword Pavilion Master. You are already proud of yourself."

The middle-aged man quietly sheathed his sword and let out a sigh of relief.

"Looking at the way you draw your sword, I think it's the swordsman from the Hidden Sword Pavilion who came from west to east." Wei Tao's face was expressionless, and his red robe was calm and automatic.

"Oh? It does make some sense."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "You can actually see my origin at a glance. I can't help but make me curious as to what is the reason why you are so familiar with our swordsmanship."

Wei Tao did not answer, but asked, "Old sir, what is your name?"

"I am the sword master of Hidden Sword Pavilion, Ye Qiyuan."

"That's right."

Wei Tao responded with a gentle smile, "Not long ago, I met Miss Ye Xiao, who looked vaguely similar to the old gentleman, but I don't know what your relationship is."

"Have you ever seen Xiao'er!?"

Ye Qiyuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and his tone became a little urgent, "Where did you see her?"

Wei Tao sighed leisurely, "We first met in a small town at the foot of Taixuan Mountain. On that rainy night, Miss Ye Xiao and I had a great conversation, and we even left a token for each other.

I originally thought that we would be separated from each other and never meet again. Who would have thought that things in the world would be so wonderful? Just one night later, Miss Ye Xiao and I met again in the wilderness outside the town, renewing our unfinished fate. "

Ye Qiyuan's mind raced, and he immediately asked, "Where is Xiao'er now, and what is the token she left for you?"

"Miss Ye Xiao, she was still in the wilderness when I left. I don't know if she will leave again and change places later."

Wei Tao looked into Ye Qiyuan's eyes, and the smile on his face became more intense, "As for the token she left for me, I can't show it to the old gentleman."

Ye Qiyuan held the hilt of the sword in his hand and took a step forward, "If you don't take it out and let me see it, you will die!"

"The old gentleman's murderous intent and cold sword energy make me a little uneasy. I wish I could show you the token right away."

Wei Tao pressed his hands on the railing, and his voice suddenly became very soft, "But the mark she left on me has been healed long ago, so how can I let you see it?"

"What do you mean?" Ye Qiyuan frowned, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.

There was a soft click on the railing, and Wei Tao leaned forward slightly, "If the old gentleman wants to find Miss Ye Xiao, he shouldn't talk to me here, but should go to that town immediately."

"You mean, Xiao'er is still there?"

"She should still be there, if she wasn't picked up by a wild dog."

"You said..." Ye Qiyuan's expression changed drastically. Just as he said this sentence, he suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Boom! ! !

In an instant, the entire pavilion shattered and disintegrated.

Swept up by the figure that suddenly expanded in size, they were all whizzed downwards and smashed down.

Having just heard the definite news of Ye Xiao's death, Ye Qiyuan's sharp and clear mood involuntarily fluctuated.

At the same time, he saw a black and red figure that looked like a demon, which seemed to be carrying two or three floors of wooden buildings on the ship and slamming them down towards him.

Boom! ! !

The entire building ship suddenly sank.

The hull of the ship shattered and there was a loud roar.

Various debris scattered in all directions, blocking the two figures inside who were about to collide head-on.

Silently, a cold light cut through the void.

In an instant, sword energy overflowed, and murderous intent was everywhere.

A straight crack was cut into the water surface, and the underwater river bed was even clearly visible.

Even the bushes on the shore were flattened, and the corpses of the water thieves on the ship were minced into bone fragments and meat.

boom! ! !

A big wave exploded on the river, and two figures flew out of it, and then they clashed fiercely in the shallows of the river.

boom!

After passing by each other once, the two suddenly separated and landed on the rocky beach at the same time.

Wei Tao walked out of the fallen trees, his huge black and red body causing the ground to shake slightly.

Even the water surface in the distance stirred up ripples at the same time.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock tick…

The red blood flowed down the fingertips, more and more, flowing faster and faster, and soon formed a red pool on the ground.

Wei Tao looked at the transparent wound on the palm of his left hand, and his expression suddenly turned cold and condensed at this moment.

In the other direction, Ye Qiyuan looked pale, and blood was also flowing from his mouth and nose.

"It's completely beyond my expectation. At such a young age, you have already reached the level of a martial arts master.

What surprises me even more is that in addition to Xuanwu Dao and Wuji Palace, your moves also have shadows of the secret skills of Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It is truly a terrifying talent. "

"But, I am the master of swordsmanship!"

"As long as you have a sword in your hand, you will have an inherent advantage against Qi and blood warriors of the same level!"

He slowly exhaled a breath full of blood-smelling turbid air, his voice was cold and murderous.

"Innate advantage?"

Wei Tao grinned, revealing two rows of sharp fangs, "Without that sword, you are actually nothing."

He stimulated his qi and blood, stimulated his true energy, and his whole body was suddenly enveloped in a surge of black and red aura.

"Old guy, wait until I beat you to death immediately and see how shameless you are before you say the words "innate superiority!"

Boom! ! !

A thunder suddenly exploded on the stone beach by the river.

Wei Tao stepped forward and stepped on the ground, his spirit and energy gathered in one place, and the strength of his whole body merged into one. After thirteen combined shocks and attacks, he used all his strength to control the Yin pole of the secret technique.

Countless sand and gravel from the shore were swept up, overwhelming and roaring towards the front.

"This level of power..."

"You want to use your true strength to wrap up the sand and stone to avoid my sword energy?"

"It's a completely stupid idea. In my eyes, this kind of trick is no different from committing suicide."

"Because you don't even know what a sword master is!"

Facing such a ferocious blow, Ye Qiyuan bit the tip of his tongue violently, and a mouthful of blood dripped down the sword in his hand.

His pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes turned pure silver at this moment.

boom!

He held the three-foot green blade behind his back, but it was as if he was dragging a sledgehammer and slashed forward with some difficulty.

A silver ripple quietly appeared, and then spread in all directions like lightning, colliding head-on with the roaring black and red storm.

In an instant, the sand and stone turned into powder, and even the black and red energy was cut and disrupted.

The silver ripples were only slightly stagnant, then continued to extend forward, and in an instant they were in front of Wei Tao.

There was no way for him to avoid or hide, and the only option was to bear it down.

"It's over. You can be proud of yourself for being able to force my envoy to use a killing move that severely damages your vitality."

"Today in Yuanshui Daze, I killed the talented warrior who was the descendant of Emperor Wu, which directly released the murderous intention of the sword that had been pent up in my chest for a long time. I don't know how long it will take to recover."

Ye Qiyuan's face was covered with blood, and the silver in the center of his eyes began to dissipate.

But the next moment, he was stunned without any warning.

Looking at the black and red figure that was about to be cut into pieces, his expression was inexplicably solemn, with a little doubt and confusion.

Uh-huh!

The silver ripples continued forward and suddenly sank into a dense scarlet net.

Click!

Click, click, click!

It was like a sharp and indestructible sword wind that hit a bloody spider web that was extremely fine and tough.

The two annihilated each other and clashed fiercely.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Without warning, there was another soft click.

The silver ripples finally broke through the barrier of the bloody network and were about to strike at the bloody black and red body.

Ye Qiyuan's eyes did not blink, and he stared fixedly.

His eyes were full of expectation, as if he was back when he first picked up the sword, not knowing whether he could pierce the wooden stake in front of him.

Boom! ! !

At this moment, thunder exploded.

Two black and red palms intertwined but covered with a faint golden light suddenly fell down and collided heavily with the silver ripples.

In an instant, the golden light shattered and blood splattered.

"Entangled in the blood web, there is such an evil and bloody secret method of practice!?"

"My strongest sword couldn't kill him!"

Ye Qiyuan's state of mind collapsed instantly, his murderous sword intent evaporated, and he no longer had the ability and courage to fight again.

Even future practice will have an immeasurable impact.

But now, these are no longer important.

What really matters is whether he can survive or not.

Without any hesitation, Ye Qiyuan turned around and ran away.

Even the sword that had been with him for decades, he just threw it on the ground and ignored it, not wanting to let his escape speed be affected in the slightest.

At this moment, a low and suppressed roar suddenly came from behind.

"With a sword in hand, you have an innate advantage!?"

"You destroyed my ship and stabbed me so many times, and you still want to turn around and run away!?"

boom! ! !

The black and red storm rose again, and in an instant it caught up with the fatally running figure.

Dragging him forward crazily.

A deep ditch was revealed on the beach, and then it was submerged directly into the water, blasting several large waves along the way. Then it came ashore from the opposite side and smashed the stone hill standing there. Only then did the storm dissipate and finally stopped.