Not to mention him, even Su Qiye was very surprised.
I didn’t expect that this small Baiduan Mountain could gather so many martial saints.
At the same time, a hint of fear appeared in Su Qiye's heart.
If he didn't have Ye Qingtian as a backup, would he still be alive today?
A Martial Saint has appeared in the Sword King's Mansion, and now there is another Martial Saint, and most of them are from the Spirit Sword Sect.
"It seems that I have to speed up my improvement." Su Qiye murmured in his heart.
Otherwise, it will be difficult for him to leave Tianxuan Sect in the future, unless Ye Qingtian can protect him every day.
Wei Wuxin's eyes also narrowed.
"Seventh-level Martial Saint Realm!" He murmured.
Everyone heard Wei Wuxin's words clearly.
What!
The person coming is still a seventh-grade martial saint?
In the field, Wei Wuxin is an eighth-level martial saint, Sword Qiankun is a seventh-level martial saint, Ye Qingtian is a sixth-level martial saint, and now there is another seventh-level martial saint.
"Is this Martial Saint Realm full of cabbage now? Four of them appeared all of a sudden!" Chiyushan was dumbfounded. This impact made him feel a bit too much.
Lin Qingshan was not much better.
In the past fifty years, they have not seen as many martial saints as they have seen today.
Wang Churan had regained her freedom at this time. She walked to Su Qiye and apologized: "I'm sorry, I..."
Before she could finish her words, Su Qiye interrupted her directly: "You did nothing wrong, so you don't have to be like this. It's up to me to protect you now."
Wang Churan just looked at Su Qiye blankly.
Su Qiye also turned to look at her and showed a faint smile, which made Wang Churan laugh.
"Then let me protect you next time." Wang Churan said with a smile, and her previous feeling of guilt disappeared at this time.
At this time, Ye Qingtian was standing high in the sky, chasing Jian Qiankun.
A flash of sword light came straight towards him in the distance.
Chi!
Ye Qingtian did not dare to show weakness and responded with a sword.
boom!
The two swords collided, causing a violent explosion.
The terrifying and dazzling light bloomed like a blazing sun, illuminating the surrounding world.
In the third valley, Ye Yuntian led Tianxuan Sect's elders Tianjiao to rush toward the first valley.
But along the way, people kept chasing them.
"Ye Yuntian, you can't run away!" Behind Ye Yuntian, Zhou Jianshan came to kill with his sword.
With the long sword in his hand, sword light shot out as he slashed.
But Ye Yuntian slashed him out with a backhand sword.
Ding!
boom!
The two sword lights intertwined, bursting out with dazzling spiritual power.
Above the sky, a war breaks out.
Ye Yuntian smiled coldly and said: "Zhou Jianshan, you are only at the first-level Martial Emperor realm, but you still want to stop me?"
He really disdains Jianshan's strength this week.
After all, his realm is much better than Zhou Jian Shanqiang.
"So what if you are in the third-grade Martial Emperor realm? Even if you are in the ninth-grade Martial Emperor realm, you can't escape today!" Zhou Jianshan's leader continued to pursue him while sneering.
But now Ye Yuntian doesn't have so many ideas to fight with this guy.
Because he now urgently wants to join Ye Qingtian.
The Martial Saint battle in the distance was so violent that it could be clearly felt even in the third valley.
"Everyone, hurry up and stop fighting!" Ye Yuntian shouted.
Jiang Qingyao was supported by Ye Yuntian with one hand, and the spiritual shield enveloped her, but she was not affected in any way.
However, her face was slightly pale and her head was dizzy.
Because of the constant bumps in the sky, she felt like vomiting.
"Keep persisting, and I will see your brother soon." Ye Yuntian comforted.
When Jiang Qingyao heard that she would see her brother soon, at that moment, she felt that she suddenly felt relieved.
"Where is my brother?" Jiang Qingyao asked.
"At the junction of the first valley and the second valley!" Ye Yuntian replied.
On the other side, Su Qiye stared at the sky.
He didn't even dare to blink, for fear of missing any movement.
In a battle between a strong man in the Martial Saint Realm, his understanding of the sword will be very great.
Buzz~
The Jue Tian Divine Sword in his body released a soft power, which instantly surged into his mind.
In an instant, Su Qiye looked at the battle between Ye Qingtian and Jian Wushuang, with a lot of things in his eyes.
For example, the two seemed to be fighting in a normal way, and their sword moves were not too complicated.
But in fact, every time the two of them take action, the fields are intertwined.
Every slash of the sword drives super strong energy from heaven and earth.
If it falls on a mountain rock, it can completely cut off a mountain with one sword.
The sword power contained in any sword is far more powerful than Su Qiye's current sword power.
Therefore, this battle between the Martial Saint Realm was of great help to Su Qiye, allowing him to gain a deeper understanding of the way of swordsmanship.
Not far from the sword world, a figure appeared.
This guy was wearing white clothes and was as skinny as firewood, but he was holding a broad sword and looked very fierce.
"Zhou Kun!" Ye Qingtian saw clearly who was coming.
Wei Wuxin also saw that person, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "The ancestor of the Spirit Sword Sect!"
"All the ancestors of the Spirit Sword Sect have come out?" Lin Qingshan and Chi Yushan were shocked.
After Su Qiye heard this, the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger.
These guys are really generous. In order to hunt down the people of Tianxuan Sect, they directly dispatched two major martial saints!
This also made Su Qiye's hatred for these guys even stronger.
"Ye Qingtian! This is where you will die today!" Zhou Kun, the ancestor of Lingjian Sect, shouted directly at Ye Qingtian.
With the addition of Zhou Kun this time, the situation on the field was instantly reversed.
Ye Qingtian fought one against two.
With the sixth-grade martial saint realm, he fought against two seventh-grade martial saints.
boom!
Jian Qiankun and Zhou Kun struck out together, sending Ye Qingtian flying with two swords in succession.
Ye Qingtian's expression became solemn.
He had to fight two seventh-grade Martial Saints by himself, which was a lot of pressure.
Moreover, these two old guys had already entered the Martial Saint Realm fifty years ago.
With extremely rich combat experience, Ye Qingtian fought against him and quickly fell into a disadvantage.
At this time, Wang Churan saw this scene and immediately shouted: "Grandpa Wei, help quickly!"
Wei Wuxin glanced at it, and finally sighed helplessly: "There is really nothing we can do against you."
Afterwards, Wei Wuxin took a step forward.
He stood directly next to Ye Qingtian, with his hands behind his back, staring at Zhou Kun, the ancestor of the Lingjian Sect.
The expressions of Jian Qiankun and Zhou Kun changed immediately.
Especially Zhou Kun, whose eyes were full of horror!
"Wei Wuxin! You're not dead!" Zhou Kun said in surprise.
"You are not dead, how could I die? After all, my revenge has not been avenged yet!" Wei Wuxin sneered. The smile was so cold that it made people feel as if it was cold to the bones and deep in the soul. .
Judging from the conversation between the two, it seems that there has been a lot of hatred between the two for a long time.
"Wei Wuxin, I really didn't expect that even that sword fifty years ago couldn't kill you!" Zhou Kun gritted his teeth, endless killing intent bursting out of his old eyes.
The two sides were like enemies meeting each other, extremely jealous!
"Really? Then I'll chop you up today!" Wei Wuxin said coldly, then exploded!
call out!
He rushed out with a lunge, using his hand as a sword.
With one palm fall, the sword light reached the sky!
