Chapter 404: There Are Millions of Sword Cultivators in the Immortal World, and They Have to Bow Their Heads when They See Me

After seeing Ye Qingyun put on his shoes, Kun Yongchang's eyes flashed with pride, and even the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

He just said it casually, but he didn't expect Ye Qingyun to actually put on his shoes?

Isn't this too easy to deceive?

Without his shoes, what would Ye Qingyun be?

"Boy, don't say that my master is bullying you. You can choose any of the magic weapons here."

Kun Yongchang summoned more than a dozen magic weapons, all of which reached the level of low-grade Hongmeng Immortal Weapons.

"The Kun family is worthy of being an ancient clan, and they actually took out more than a dozen Hongmeng immortal weapons."

Xie Yuanqing and others stood respectfully behind Ji Ningshuang, like servants. When they saw Kun Yongchang summoning more than a dozen Hongmeng Immortal Artifacts, their eyes could not help but be a little shocked.

"Low-grade Hongmeng Immortal Artifact..."

"Is it possible that a magical weapon of this level is only suitable for plowing and weeding in our Liuyun Sect?"

Xiao Huo and others shook their heads, feeling a little ridiculous.

Ye Qingyun didn't even look at the magical weapon in Kun Yongchang's hand, but smiled and replied: "I have the magical weapon myself."

"oh?"

Kun Yongchang felt a little incredible.

What he took out was a low-grade Hongmeng Immortal Artifact. Wasn't this kid not moved at all?

No matter what, as long as this kid is not using shoes, everything else is easy to say.

This is sure! !

"Old man, you haven't been out to stretch your muscles for a long time."

Ye Qingyun murmured.

"Chichi——"

Suddenly, a dazzling sword light flashed across the sky, and a bright golden light illuminated the earth, like the afterglow of the setting sun.

The laws of swordsmanship abounded, and the entire Demon Realm turned into a sea of ​​swordsmanship.

"Um??"

"This is……"

Everyone looked in shock.

The level of Xuanyuan Sword has been upgraded to the top grade Hongmeng Immortal Weapon. In terms of power alone, it is definitely not inferior to the Immortal Coffin, the most precious treasure in the immortal world.

After all, Xuanyuan Sword carries the fate of the Human Emperor!

The reason why the Immortal Coffin is so famous is because the secret of immortality is hidden behind it...

"Here comes the sword!"

Ye Qingyun changed from his usual tiredness, his eyes glowed with coldness, the wooden hairpin holding his hair fell off, his green silk hair fluttered in the air, his white robes rustled, and the Xuanyuan sword in his hand buzzed.

At this moment when he was holding the sword, Ye Qingyun seemed to be transformed into a killing god!

With the luck of the Human Emperor, he pointed his sword at Kun Yongchang. The cold sword light made Kun Yongchang stunned.

The powerful pressure of the Human Emperor is like the suppression of blood.

The world became quiet at this moment, and you could hear a pin drop.

"hiss--"

"I...I remembered, this is the Xuanyuan Sword, the holy sword of my human race. I didn't expect that my uncle's magical weapon turned out to be the legendary Xuanyuan Sword?!"

"The Xuanyuan Sword in the hands of the ancestor has reached the level of the top-grade Hongmeng Immortal Weapon!"

Everyone in the Tianmo Sect, as well as everyone in the Miaodan Pavilion, all took a breath of air.

Of course, the most shocking one is Kun Yongchang.

He was closest to Ye Qingyun, and the powerful kendo power caused cold sweat to break out on his back.

"The ultimate Hongmeng Immortal Artifact?!"

"I didn't expect that the extinct Xuanyuan Sword would be in your hands!!"

Kun Yongchang's eyes flashed with fear.

He was beginning to regret it now, "Actually, it would be more suitable for you to use shoes, don't you think?"

"Although the shoes are good, they will get tired after being used for a long time. Moreover, you asked me to put the shoes away. I am doing what you want, right?"

Ye Qingyun walked slowly towards Kun Yongchang.

With every step he took, Kun Yongchang's heart pounded.

"You...stop!!"

"Iron Mountain Damn!"

Kun Yongchang was suppressed by the Human Emperor's aura and his momentum was much weaker, so he chose to take the lead in attacking.

A "iron mountain support" hit with strong wind, and the earth trembled violently again.

"The great achievement of the Immortal Saint Realm is not worth mentioning!"

Ye Qingyun no longer hides his clumsiness, and his whole person shows his sharp edge.

What about the ancient tribe?

If you dare to touch his wife and children, you will be beaten by him!

"boom--"

Sword Qi, Sword Power, Five Elements Sword Intention, Sword Law, and Sword Spiritual Power burst out of the body in an instant.

The first level of swordsmanship!

…

The sixth level of swordsmanship! !

The sword power in Ye Qingyun's body became more and more powerful, and everyone was frightened.

Including Kun Yongchang who is attacking!

"ah??"

"Sixth level of swordsmanship and telepathy? Still...still rising!"

"The seventh level, no, the...eighth level!"

Kun Yongchang wanted to stop immediately, but it was impossible. He was less than ten meters away from Ye Qingyun.

"The ancestor actually understood the art of swordsmanship to the eighth level?!"

"Oh my God, is there anything else that my ancestor can't do??"

Cheng Liqun's face was full of shock, and his heart could not calm down for a long time.

Everyone in the Heavenly Demon Sect admired Ye Qingyun's uncle, and they suddenly became Ye Qingyun's little fanboy and little fangirl.

Now they finally knew why the leader fell in love with his uncle.

Because my uncle is so outstanding.

The bone age is no more than a hundred years old, and the swordsmanship has reached the eighth level.

Among the eight ancient clans, the Ouyang family has mastered the art of swordsmanship. The ancestor Ouyang Chun is known as the best swordsman in the world. His swordsmanship has reached the ninth level, and his attainments in swordsmanship can be said to be unparalleled through the ages.

However, it took Ouyang Chun no less than three hundred thousand years to comprehend the ninth level!

It only took Ye Qingyun less than a hundred years to comprehend the eighth level. I believe it won't be long before he can comprehend the ninth level!

In the void, a beautiful figure frowned slightly, "The eighth level of swordsmanship... What kind of monster is this kid?"

"It's a pity that he is not a descendant of my Ouyang family!"

At this moment, the whole fairy world was shaken.

"There are millions of sword cultivators in the fairy world, and they must bow their heads to see me!"

"The sword immortal kneels!"

Ye Qingyun condensed the luck of the emperor, mobilized the power of swordsmanship in his body, and quickly swung a sword.

"Boom boom boom--"

The dazzling sword light raged out, and everyone's vision was temporarily blocked.

The domineering sword energy and sword force filled the world!

Bursts of roars came from my ears, the mountains and rivers were flattened, and the void was shattered.

"Bang!!"

"Ah...Puff!"

A scream came from the terrifying attack.

In front of Ye Qingyun's sword, no one was not afraid.

It was unknown how long it took before the remaining power dissipated.

Everyone present used all their strength to form a defense and protect themselves firmly.

But even so, they were still blown away.

"Fortunately, we ran fast."

Looking at the monks who were blown away, Xiao Huo and others felt fortunate.

After seeing the master's methods, they have learned to be smart!

After the residual power dissipated, a deep sword mark appeared on the ground... and there was no end in sight.

In the sword mark, there was a embarrassed figure.

He was covered by an ancient bell in front of him, so he was able to escape.

But his clothes were tattered, his hair was messy, and his eyes were full of fear and trepidation.

Even his hands, feet, and even his lips were trembling.

"I... am still alive?"

Kun Yongchang murmured in a trembling voice.