Ke Yan didn't respond. He looked back at Yang Ning, who was sitting next to the ancestor of the Chai family, and walked over.
"How are you doing, little friend?" Ke Yan asked.
"Mayor, I'm okay. I've used up a lot of spiritual energy, and I'll be able to recover it after a while." Yang Ning previously used the seven-step killing sword to consume all the spiritual energy in the meridians. Fortunately, Yang Ning rebuilt the Zifu. This way he did not lose his combat effectiveness. As for the subsequent battle, it did not pose a threat to Yang Ning.
"Yes." Ke Yan nodded, looked at Yang Ning with a curious look, and said, "Won't you explain it, little friend?" Ke Yan was a little curious about Jian Jue who was currently fighting in the sky.
"Mayor, are you talking about Senior Jian Jue?" Yang Ning had no intention of hiding it. After all, this was Qingming Town's business, not Yang Ning's alone.
"Jian Jue?" Ke Yan was a little excited after hearing this and said, "You mean the one who fought with Qu Shanhou just now was the Supreme Elder of the Beixuan Sword Sect twenty years ago, Jian Jue?"
Yang Ning nodded and said nothing more.
Ke Yan got a positive answer, but he couldn't help but ask: "The sword has definitely disappeared for twenty years, so how could it appear in Qingming Town?" Ke Yan became more and more curious about Yang Ning.
Regarding the disappearance of Jian Jue in person, many people in Liuyun Kingdom were naturally concerned about him. After all, this represented the top combat power in Liuyun Kingdom.
Yang Ning saw Keyan asking and said, "Actually, Senior Jianjue has been hiding in Qingming Town for the past twenty years, but we don't know."
Yang Ning's words shocked Ke Yan.
"You said Jian Jue has been hiding in Qingming Town?" Ke Yan was a little excited. After all, such a giant Buddha-like backer has been dormant in Qingming Town, but he didn't know it. It was really a bit surprising.
Yang Ning explained: "Senior is the shopkeeper of Lingbao Pavilion in the town. It was a coincidence that I got the Chengyi Sword from senior, and that's how I got to know senior Jian Jue." Yang Ning did not treat Jian Jue's injuries on his own. Talk things out. This is a transaction between two people, there is no need for outsiders to know.
"That's it." After hearing this, Ke Yan saw Yang Ning's expression change.
No wonder Yang Ning is so perverted, especially his swordsmanship. He has reached the realm of swordsmanship and has become a swordsman master at a young age. With such a master, it is no wonder that he has achieved such an achievement. Ke Yan looked understanding.
Jian Jue's reputation was well-known twenty years ago. It seems that Qingming Town has been completely stabilized in today's situation. Thinking of this, Ke Yan let out a sigh of relief.
Ever since news came from Qushan City that the Qushan tribe was going to destroy Qingming Town, Ke Yan had worked hard to resist the attack. To get to where he is today, Ke Yan has sacrificed a lot, but it's still not enough.
The appearance of Jian Jue brought hope to Ke Yan, how could he not be delighted.
"This long disaster has finally passed." Ke Yan sighed as he looked at the endless sea of blood in the sky.
"Mayor, maybe we are happy too early, because Senior Jian Jue's strength has not yet fully recovered." Yang Ning knew that his words were somewhat inappropriate, but after all, this was the truth and had to be stated clearly.
"Yeah." Ke Yan originally thought that Yang Ning would say the end or something like that, and nodded subconsciously, but found that he didn't hear what he wanted to hear, and immediately asked: "Huh? What's going on?"
"Senior Jian Jue and Qu Shanhou are equally matched in strength." Yang Ning answered Keyan's rhetorical question without elaborating.
At this moment, a violent tremor came from the sky, and even the earth trembled.
Rumble…
The sea of blood in the sky seemed to be separated by a sword and turned into two pieces.
And in the separated place, a long sword appeared. The sword's light captured people's attention and emitted a bright white light, seeming to bring the light of justice to Qingming Town again.
Immediately afterwards, a scream came from the sea of blood in the sky.
"ah……"
The blood sea was divided into two parts: east and west. The blood sea in the east was slowly disappearing, and the figure of Qu Shanhou appeared on the blood sea in the west.
Qu Shanhou stood on the sea of blood and let out a miserable scream.
The whole body was surrounded by blood light, and beneath his feet was the sea of blood cast by the blood mist method.
Looking carefully, I found that Qu Shanhou was holding his left shoulder with his right hand, and the left arm that should have been there at the left shoulder became empty.
The blood was gushing out, flowing into the sea of blood that he had cast.
Qu Shanhou's face was distorted, he groaned and roared unwillingly. And in the wound on the shoulder, there was a faint sword intent grazing, constantly destroying Qu Shanhou's recovery.
Jian Jue had a deep expression on his face, held the long sword in front of his chest, chanted softly, and stood in the air, his whole body exuding sword intent, but it was much lighter than before.
It turns out that when Jian Jue and Qu Shanhou were fighting, Jian Jue couldn't attack for a long time. In the end, he had no choice but to use the power of his sword to break through the sea of blood, thus forcing Qu Shan Hou to show up. Otherwise, Qu Shan Hou would be invincible. In a place of defeat, Jian Jue could not fight against him at all.
Jian Jue had no choice but to use all his sword intent to exert the limit of his sword power and split the blood sea into two.
However, what Jian Jue did not expect was that this sword seemed to exceed his expectations. Not only did it split the sea of blood into two pieces, but even Qu Shanhou was seriously injured, which was somewhat unexpected.
Qu Shanhou was actually very aggrieved. His Blood Mist Technique could be said to be almost invincible in Liuyun Kingdom. He never thought that Jian Jue would choose this kind of blood mist method to destroy himself with brute force.
The sea of blood was transformed by Qu Shanhou, and Jian Jue split his sword in two, which meant that he split himself into two. Fortunately, he was extremely cultivated just now and responded quickly, otherwise he would have fallen into the trap just now. At this time, I am afraid that I will be divided into two halves.
The blood mist method in Qu Shanrong's body was running crazily, resisting the sword intent that entered the body along the wound. The blood in his body began to tumble as the blood mist method was running, and the regenerative power of the blood was infinitely amplified.
Not long after, a blood-red bloody arm appeared on Qu Shanrong's left shoulder.
The whole body of the Blood Arm is covered with blood, and the blood is flowing, making it look very scary.
"I didn't expect you to have understood the blood mist method to this level. It seems that I still underestimate you..." Jian Jue said, watching Qu Shanrong's every move, on guard.
"Humph, I have to thank you very much, otherwise I wouldn't be able to reach this level." Qu Shanhou said in a cold voice, ruthlessly.
The blood mist method uses the regenerative power of blood to allow Qu Shanhou to grow a bloody arm again.
The blood mist in the east disappeared, leaving half of the sky in Qingming Town, but half of it was still covered by the sea of blood, which was extremely terrifying.
The people below all had heavy faces, staring at the blood in the sky, panicking.
"Master, the blood sea has been broken, does it mean that Qu Shanhou has been defeated?" Yao Xinhen asked the old Taoist priest hurriedly when he saw the blood sea was broken.
"Defeated? It's still early..." The old Taoist priest stared at the sky, intently, for fear that he would miss some exciting fight.
"It's early? What do you mean? The blood sea has obviously been broken, which means that Qu Shanhou has been defeated. How can it be early?" Yao Xinhen seemed to have endless questions, asking three times in a row.
"Can you watch with peace of mind, are you annoyed?" the old Taoist priest said irritably, as if his patience had been worn out by his apprentice. As he spoke, one hand unconsciously fumbled for something.
"Ah..." Yao Xinhen felt something and hurriedly escaped, hiding far away from this remote corner.
Just now, Yao Xinhen felt the temperature near his ears change, and hurriedly changed his body shape. Sure enough, he found that his master's hand was less than three inches away from his ears.
It's so suspense... Yao Xinhen was still frightened, and unnaturally felt a burning sensation in his ears. Fortunately, he hid quickly enough.
At this moment, Yao Xinhen noticed that the space around him had changed, and suddenly a black shadow flashed.
"Ah..." A pig-like scream rang out, breaking the silence on the ground.
"Who is it?" Someone from Qingming Town immediately spotted Yao Xinhen and the old Taoist priest.
The old Taoist priest was grabbing Yao Xinhen's ears, and Yao Xinhen let out a painful cry.
"Ah, sorry, sorry, we are just passers-by, idlers..." The old Taoist priest seemed not to realize the man's bad intentions and hurriedly apologized.
But it caused Yao Xinhen to question for a while.
Isn't this old Taoist priest always a stinker? Why has he changed his temper...
Just then, Yao Xinhen felt a sharp pain in his ears, and subconsciously moved his feet in the direction of his ears.
It turned out that the old Taoist priest actually chose to run away, grabbing Yao Xinhen's ear, and still had no intention of letting go.
"Yao Xinhen?" Right here, Yang Ning's voice came from not far away.
"Ah, Yang Ning, save me, save me..." The screams gradually faded away.
Yang Ning hurriedly stepped forward and came to Yao Xinhen's side in front of everyone.
"It turns out that senior is here too..." Yang Ning hurriedly saluted. For this old Taoist priest, Yang Ning felt that it was unfathomable, but it surprised Yang Ning.
This feeling existed outside the Chenyan Hidden Area in the Qingsong Mountains. Yang Ning usually doesn't make mistakes with this kind of intuition. After all, his soul is very powerful.
"Well, we haven't seen each other for a few years, but the boy is getting more and more handsome..." The old Taoist priest smiled slightly and greatly appreciated Yang Ning's politeness. He unknowingly let go of Yao Xinhen's ears in his hands.
"That's even better than the seniors. He is still as energetic as ever." The old Taoist priest seems to have not changed much in the past few years. He is still a sloppy Taoist, but there is another Yao Xinhen beside him.
"Brother Yao, what is this?" Yang Ning was a little curious. Looking at the posture just now, Yao Xinhen seemed to be very familiar with the old Taoist priest. After all, Yao Xinhen was not familiar with the old Taoist priest in person.
"Brother Yang, save me, save me..." Yao Xinhen covered his ears, looking miserable, with tears in the corners of his eyes, looking pitiful.
Yang Ning was slightly embarrassed and didn't know what to do.
"Don't worry about this kid. This kid is just a bitch." The old Taoist priest pointed at Yao Xinhen, looked at Yang Ning, and said humorously: "Boy, the bloody disaster you have suffered here today is really too heavy. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. I am an old Taoist. I'm about to slip away..." As he said that, a talisman in the air burned and the space began to fluctuate.
But the figures of Yao Xinhen and the old Taoist priest are becoming more and more illusory...
call
There was a sound, and the two people disappeared in front of everyone, completely losing their trace.
"What's going on?" There was a burst of discussion.
"How did these two people disappear?" leaving countless questions...
Yang Ning did not explain, looking at the place where the old Taoist priest disappeared, silently.
