Qin Xingjian.
The seventy-third generation descendant of the Qin family.
As soon as this person appeared, everyone in the audience was shocked.
When others opened their mouths, they either grabbed the sword or grabbed the sword, but he opened his mouth to take the sword.
If he is really a descendant of the first emperor Qin Taizu, this "take the sword" would make sense.
Because the Sword of Light was originally the sword used by Qin Taizu to conquer the world, there is nothing wrong with it being a property of the Qin family.
Zhang Xiaozu looked at Qin Xingjian with great interest, as if admiring some rare treasure.
But I saw that this man had a majestic figure, a dignified appearance, eyes that shot into the cold stars, eyebrows like sharp swords, and a broad chest. Standing there, he seemed to have an invincible majesty.
Zhang Xiaozu couldn't help but nod, feeling that this person had the extraordinary temperament of a descendant of the royal family based on his appearance alone.
However, Qin Xingjian frowned when he looked at him, feeling like he was being looked at like a monkey. He couldn't help but show anger and said in a deep voice: "Please uphold your righteousness, Mr. Zhang, and lead me down to Zhou Jian to retrieve my Qin family's most precious treasure. To secure Taizu’s spirit in heaven.”
"Haha——" Zhang Xiaozhu laughed when he heard this.
"Why are you laughing?!" Qin Xingjian opened his eyes and shouted angrily.
"The Sword of Light has been kept in Wanjiang Pavilion for more than two hundred years. Your Qin family did not go to take it. Now that it was taken out by my brother, your Qin family immediately jumped out and asked for it. This drama of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, your Qin family actually played it very well. Ah." Zhang Xiaozu laughed shamelessly.
Qin Xingjian was choked by Zhang Xiaopeng's words, his face turned red, and he said angrily: "Humph, who said that my Qin family didn't go to the sword tomb to draw the sword."
It just didn't work out.
He was embarrassed to say the second part of the sentence.
"Tsk tsk, draw your sword? What sword do you draw? The Bright Sword belongs to your Qin family. Just ask Wanjiange directly for it." Zhang Xiaozhu said sarcastically.
Qin Xingjian knew that he could not defeat Zhang Xiaopou, so he immediately stopped arguing with him and said: "I will not argue with you for words. You must take me to Zhou Jianlai today, otherwise -"
"Otherwise, what?" Zhang Xiaozhu's eyes suddenly turned cold.
"Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword." Qin Xingjian said with a stern expression.
"Ha—" Zhang Xiaopou glanced sideways at Qin Xingjian, his expression full of disdain, and curled his lips and said: "When Sword Master Ye Cang'an was digging graves to steal the Sword of Light, why were the swords of your Qin family not ruthless? They are ruthless to me now. Get up. Ye Cang'an is still living well in Shenjian City, but your Qin family has forgotten about the blood feud of digging up ancestral graves?"
Qin Xingjian's face turned red, and anger boiled in his chest, but every word Zhang Xiaozu said was bloody truth, leaving him speechless to refute.
It felt like a sharp blade was poking straight into his heart, and it was torn to pieces.
Graves are dug, graves are dug, blood feuds are deep.
This is a lifelong shame for the Qin family.
But how to avenge this?
The opponent is a swordsman who can reach across the starry sky and can strike thousands of miles with his sword. If he angers him, it will bring disaster to the Qin family.
"The grave of your great emperor has been dug. Can you bring him back to rest with a sword of light?!" Zhang Xiaozu stabbed Qin Xingjian hard in the heart again.
Qin Xingjian felt the energy and blood in his chest surge, as if his chest was about to burst, and then a mouthful of fishy-sweetness surged into his throat and spurted out from his mouth.
He was so angry that Zhang Xiaozhu vomited blood.
"Boy, you've been rude and rude, have you said enough?!" Ye Shisan walked over from the other side of the river with a stern expression and a voice as cold as frost.
He stepped on the river, and the rushing water suddenly stopped. When he raised his feet, the still water started flowing again.
"What if you say enough? What if you haven't said enough? Who are you?"
Zhang Xiaozu looked at Ye Shisan, his expression became more serious, and he felt an extremely domineering power coming towards him. He had felt this kind of aura from Zhou Jianlai before.
"If you say enough, you will die. If you don't say enough, you will die. A dead person doesn't need to know who I am." Ye Shisan said coldly.
Zhang Xiaozhu laughed dumbly and said: "There are many people who want to kill me. I have to know who you are. Are you a hidden rat who doesn't even dare to tell you his name?"
"Excalibur City, Ye Shisan." Ye Shisan said his name expressionlessly.
His feet had already crossed the river, but he did not stop and walked straight towards Zhang Xiaopou.
His steps were steady and strong, just like the hand holding his sword.
The green grass on the ground was oppressed by his power and all fell towards Zhang Xiaopeng. The trembling pointed grass blades were like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed.
Zhang Xiaozu looked Ye Shisan up and down, and then asked: "Do you have a sister named Ye Mingyue?"
"——" Ye Mingyue, who was hiding in the folding space behind her, gave Zhang Xiaopou a big look.
"I don't have a sister. Why, do we look alike?" Ye Shisan asked curiously.
Zhang Xiaozu nodded and said, "You are a bit like her."
"Which point?" Ye Shisan asked.
Ye Mingyue was also curious because of Zhang Xiaozu's remarks. She looked at Ye Shisan carefully again, but she didn't find that she was similar to Ye Shisan.
"Woman." Zhang Xiaozu responded.
"?" Ye Shisan didn't understand.
Zhang Xiaozhu raised the corner of his mouth and said: "I mean you look like her gender.
, to put it simply, you look like a woman. "
"——" Ye Mingyue rolled her eyes fiercely. She listened for a long time with her ears perked up, curious about how she and Ye Shisan looked alike. Little did she know that Zhang Xiaozu was teasing Ye Shisan.
But looking at Ye Shisan's skin, which was almost whiter and tenderer than hers, she felt that Zhang Xiaozu was not nonsense. This man did look a bit more feminine.
Ye Shisan's face instantly became terrifyingly gloomy.
Growing up, he was most afraid of people saying he looked like a woman, even if it was just a joke. This has almost become his vice.
But walking on the street, people will still say that he looks like a woman, and many people even suspect that he is a woman disguised as a man.
The root cause is because his skin is too white.
He had been exposed to the sun for a whole summer, and finally tanned his skin a little bit, but in less than half a month, his skin became white and tender again. He was so angry that he wanted to put two scars on his face to add to himself. A bit of a fierce look.
"die!"
Ye Shisan's eyes were cold and murderous, the word "death" sounded, and he stamped on the grass.
Whoosh!
The trembling grass blades rose up from the ground in an instant, shooting towards Zhang Xiaopeng with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
Zhang Xiaozu slashed with the bone knife, and a flaming phoenix-tailed firebird emerged from the bone knife. It flapped its wings and grew dozens of feet in length, setting the entire river bank on fire.
The "flying sword" blade of grass had no time to get close to Zhang Xiaopeng's body, and was burned to ashes by the fierce fire.
Chirp!
The huge body of the phoenix-tailed firebird hovered in the air, and then rushed toward Ye Shisan with blazing flames.
Zheng!
Ye Shisan unsheathed his sharp sword and didn't even glance at the phoenix-tailed firebird swooping down. He just stared at Zhang Xiaopeng and sneered disdainfully: "It's so fancy that it's vulnerable to a single blow!"
As he spoke, he raised his sword.
The blade of the sword was just right to block the swooping beak of the Phoenix-tailed Firebird, which was as sharp as a crossbow.
The crowd watching the battle on the other side of the river held their breath conditionally.
However, the scene of the violent impact that shook the earth as they imagined did not happen.
Only a low hum was heard in the air.
An energy ripple that was vaguely visible to the naked eye erupted from the impact point of the sword and spread. The ripples immediately rippled and swept across the Phoenix-tailed Firebird's entire huge body.
The Phoenix-tailed Firebird stood strangely still in the air, and the fiercely burning flames on its body also stopped jumping after ripples swept across it.
The next moment, the flames went out, and the huge body of the Phoenix-tailed Firebird disappeared.
Then, Zhang Xiaozu emerged from the shadow of the phoenix-tailed firebird, baring his big white teeth.
The red bone knife, emitting white smoke, struck Ye Shisan's head and chopped it off.
Ye Shisan's eyelids twitched wildly.
He thought Zhang Xiaopeng was in front.
He never expected that it was just Zhang Xiaozu's deception to confuse him, and Zhang Xiaozu's true body had already been hidden in the shadow of the phoenix-tailed firebird, and remained hidden until he shook his wrist and sheathed his sword. When you are weak, seize the opportunity to rise up and attack.
"Despicable!" Ye Shisan cursed in his heart and quickly waved his sword to resist.
Swords clashed, sparks flew.
The energy surged around, blasting pits on the grass, and the rapid river set off waves several feet high.
Zhang Xiaozu frowned.
He originally thought that this sword could seriously injure Ye Shisan. After all, it was the unique skill of Sword Saint Cang Yihai. He had just chopped a half-step master alive. Needless to say, it was powerful, but unexpectedly, he was killed by Ye Shisan. The donkey rolled and ran away.
pity.
What a pity.
He secretly sighed at the pity and was also secretly shocked.
At the moment when the swords clashed, he felt a strange energy burst out from Ye Shisan's sword, causing his sword speed to slow down instantly, and his power was like being stuck in a quagmire. Even the rush of five-color Hunyuan Power was It has slowed down, causing "Just One Knife" to exert only 70% of its power.
"Is it the time domain?" Zhang Xiaopou's expression became more solemn, knowing that he had met a real master.
It's too late, but it's soon.
Zhang Xiaozu's mind was racing, but the moves in his hands did not pause for a moment.
When masters compete with each other, victory or defeat often only occurs in a split second.
Now that you have the upper hand, you must take advantage of the victory and pursue it, pressing every step of the way without giving your opponent any chance to breathe.
One step faster, each step faster.
This is his fighting style.
Therefore, as soon as Ye Shisan rolled away from his sword, he immediately forced himself forward, and the "Murder Knife" was immediately deployed, and the overbearing sword energy enveloped Ye Shisan with monstrous murderous intent.
In the subtle state of mind, he exerted all his strength. Ye Shisan's every movement, every breath, every heartbeat, the surge of true energy, the transformation of Qi, etc., were all clearly "seen" by him. Chu.
Ding-ding-ding-ding——
The two of them were fighting together, attacking quickly with quick attacks, and rushing with attacks. The changes in their moves were dizzying, and the sound of swords clashing was as dense as a heavy rain beating on a window sash.
Ye Shisan's fair cheeks swelled to the color of pig liver.
He was embarrassed and frustrated.
In Zhang Xiaozu's opinion, his donkey rolled cleanly, but in his own opinion, it was a great shame.
He had a dark face and his sword was like lightning. He wished he could disembowel Zhang Xiaopeng with one sword and humiliate him.
However, because of his carelessness, he was attacked by Zhang Xiaopeng and lost the opportunity.
One step is slow, each step is slow.
In just a short while, he and Zhang Xiaopou had exchanged more than two hundred moves, but he was unable to seize the opportunity with any move, and was half beaten by Zhang Xiaopou.
However, while feeling aggrieved, he had to admit that Zhang Xiaopou was indeed strong.
His attack was airtight and oppressive, making people unable to breathe.
His moves were superb, without any flaws.
His five-color energy is weird and overbearing, and when his true energy collides with it, he always feels like he is about to be torn apart.
The energy law contained in his moves is even more ferocious and powerful, and can actually challenge the realm of time head-on.
"Jianyi!"
Ye Shisan suddenly opened his eyes and shouted angrily, a pair of bright and deep black eyes lit up with stars, and two rays of light flew from the depths of the stars, like flying immortals from the sky.
The sword in his hand suddenly slowed down.
As slow as a snail climbing a tree.
"With one sword, the immortal is in the sky and doesn't care about human affairs."
Ye Shisan's sword seems to have stirred the long river of time, allowing people to see the sea flowing across the sea, the sun and the moon turning around, a hundred years of life, a fleeting moment, insignificant and boring, it is better to die.
Zhang Xiaozu's sword seemed to be pulled by Ye Shisan's Qi, and it also slowed down.
The sea, the beach, the boy.
The first time I touched the knife, the first time I slashed hard.
Simple and pure.
The slower the sword, the slower the knife.
But they still collided together after all.
Ding!
There was a soft crunching sound.
It's like two children playing around.
But in the next moment, a terrifying collision of energy suddenly erupted from where the swords met.
Sword energy, knife energy.
Ye Shisan's cyan True Yuan Power and Zhang Xiaozu's five-color Hunyuan Power split into two colliding huge energy shock waves centered on the impact point of the sword. They refused to give an inch and wanted to engulf each other.
Suddenly, a lightning-like figure appeared behind Zhang Xiaopou, waving his hand with a knife and slashing at Zhang Xiaopou.
He is Nian Lifu, an orphan in the desert.
"court death!"
Zhang Xiaopou seemed to have expected that someone would attack him from behind. He suddenly turned his body sideways and punched out with his left fist.
boom!
The fists and knives collided, the air exploded, and the airflow twisted, seeming to tear the space into pieces.
"Hey, young man, that's good, your reaction is really quick." Nian Lifu smiled sinisterly at Zhang Xiaopou and pressed down the knife in his hand.
"Just so so." Zhang Xiaozu sneered, his fists remaining motionless.
He held a bone knife in his right hand to fight Ye Shisan, and held a fist in his left hand to defeat Nian Lifu, but he still managed to win.
"Leave far away!"
A sharp shout suddenly sounded from behind Zhang Xiaozu.
Ye Mingyue kicked her foot out of the folding space and hit the air. With a bang, a man in black robe was kicked out of the folding space.
The black robe man wanted to sneak attack Zhang Xiaopou, but Ye Mingyue stopped him.
"Ye Mingyue, you are so brave, you dare to block the six doors from doing business!" The man in black robe shouted coldly at Ye Mingyue.
Ye Mingyue frowned slightly and asked, "Where are you, rat? Please tell me your name."
"Obsidian, the new Rakshasa of the Shadow Clan." Hei Pao Ke responded.
"Hey, it seems that there is no one left in the Shadow Sect. The dignified master of the Shadow Sect has to rely on sneak attacks to deal with a junior, embarrassing his grandma's family." Ye Mingyue said with a smile.
"Oh, when did the Shadow Clan kill people with dignity? As the former Rakshasa of the Shadow Clan, don't you know that the purpose of the Shadow Clan is to 'just justify the means'?" The black robe man sneered disdainfully, and then his eyes turned cold. He shouted: "Ye Mingyue, get out of the way, otherwise don't blame me for letting you sleep here without caring about our friendship. Can you, in the ninth level of heaven, withstand my power of stars? Get out of the way quickly, don't be like a mantis with your arms like a cart." Stupid things."
"Old man, do you really think that I became the head of the shadow sect because of my appearance?" Ye Mingyue asked with a smile on her lips.
She didn't see any movement, and the next moment she suddenly appeared in front of the black robe man, raising her right arm.
Snapped!
A slap hit Hei Pao Ke firmly on the face, sending Hei Pao Ke flying away and knocking out two of his back molars.
at the same time.
Across the river bank, five half-step masters in the crowd took action almost simultaneously.
From their point of view, Zhang Xiaopeng's defeat was a foregone conclusion. If he didn't take action at this time, he wouldn't be able to get the soup any longer.
The five figures turned into five afterimages and were immediately in front of Zhang Xiaozu.
The image of the hunchbacked old man's tragic death was still in their minds, so even though Zhang Xiaopou had no more hands to deal with their attacks with a knife in his right hand and a fist in his left hand, they still didn't dare to relax at all, so they struck hard every time.
