Wan Jianlai gritted his teeth and immediately pressed his sword forward. Ye Yunqiu's sword immediately made a grinding sound. When the two swords clashed, the stronger one was bound to be the one that destroyed the other's sword.
Saw, Wan Jianlai is very aware of the tyranny of the Beifeng Shenjian, and even if it is a sword-like magic sword, its hardness is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary magic swords.
Bang, as expected, the sword was cut off without any accident. Ye Yunqiu took advantage of his retreat to gallop back, but Wan Jianlai had no intention of letting his son go. The Bei Feng Divine Sword flashed again,
He disappeared into the air, and as he moved forward, thin sword marks suddenly appeared on a large area of Ye Yunqiu's chest, and blood stained the skirt of his clothes.
Wan Jianlai truly lived up to his reputation. Even after his soul had been extracted and his soul had not yet recovered, he still beat Ye Yunqiu to the point where he was almost unable to fight back. Such a result was really too cruel.
Ye Yunqiu didn't get the true biography. Maybe that was the result of Wan Jianlai's deliberate precautions, or maybe it was because he didn't care about his son at all.
However, after all, Ye Yunqiu is also the strongest young generation of the Holy Dao Sect in the future. His swordsmanship is not as sharp as his father's, but he will not be defeated in just one or two moves. Wan Jianlai's sudden retreat allowed Wan Jianlai to only get superficial wounds, but not to cause any damage.
Fatally injured, so in the end, one of the two sides continued to retreat while reciting the sword formula, and the other stopped, wiping his long sword with two fingers, and also used the sword song to engage in a blow.
The showdown between father and son became extremely dazzling in my eyes. I actually wanted to do it myself and let this partner bear the charge of patricide. It would be a huge psychological burden and variable for his future.
"Thirty years ago, I was still in the old karma. I only realized Zhuyunxian the next day. A ruler can't write with Yunhong, but I can go there with a sword in a moment. Wan Jiandao, a sword can go in a moment." Wan Jianlai didn't hesitate and started to twist his fingers and curse.
, and those sharp eyes as before showed a majestic murderous intention. This kind of killing thought appeared in front of his son, which was really fascinating.
But such an urgent look did not make Ye Yunqiu flinch at all. The gaze under his sword eyebrows also deeply returned the opponent's gaze, and from his hand, he quickly pulled out a thin red light like a thin thread, and this
The red light quickly flashed with an arrogant light, like a red thread for killing immortals, or a long needle for killing immortals,
"Qingsi..." Wan Jianlai frowned and suddenly said these two words, but Ye Yunqiu did not have any answer. Instead, he pinched the red line with two fingers and recited the sword curse: "Xianqiu Night Wine"
The timid autumn sound no longer cries, the cold rain is light, I hold my solitary sword, there is no old friend for thousands of miles, thousands of swords are said, but my sword walks alone."
Ye Yunqiu's sword song is different from when I first saw it. The sword song contains a lingering sadness. Holding the sword in hand, I feel a sense of loneliness and desolation coming from the sword. I never knew his past. Everything came from hearing, but from his sword
In the song, I also understand his extraordinaryness,
He walked around in the realm of Eight Tribulations for a long time, but after Wan Jianlai left Wanjianmen, he suddenly rushed into the Realm of Nine Tribulations. This really makes me a little unbelievable. This cannot be left to luck.
It's probably a kind of hidden clumsiness, because whether he can advance to the realm of cultivation can also be controlled. As long as he wants to stay in the Eight Tribulations True Immortal Realm, no one can force him to rush to the Nine Tribulations.
And now it seems that after these nine calamities, coupled with his unique swordsmanship, he has become different from many sword immortals. I am afraid that even if it is not as good as Wan Jianlai's plundering sword, it will not be too different.
But these are not surprising. Ye Yunqiu has always been expert in swordsmanship, and he has never shown his prowess because of the Eight Tribulations. In fact, the most surprising thing is that in his hand, there is a fairy sword that has never appeared before, this Love Silk Sword. It is indeed the most promising to me,
buzz buzz,
The Love Silk Sword vibrated as if in response, and the light it emits is almost the same as the width of other swords. It looks extremely sharp and sharp. I have no doubt that it can pierce anything.
Among the desolate hills, the cold rain fell softly. I ordered the Brutal Blood Lotus to retreat again and again. I was already outside the two-person sword realm, but I still couldn't help but stretched out the only hand I could move. Sensing all the sword intentions in this sword realm,
A chirping sound quickly passed through my hand, and the protective shield on my hand was cut with several scratches. This shows how powerful the power is. This is the sword energy of life and death. One sword is probably enough to determine life and death.
And Ye Yunqiu's ability to display such sword skills is indeed enough to fight to the death with Wan Jian, who is now incomplete and has little Yuanli left.
boom,
The two sword realms were confronting each other, and the roar was endless, shaking the big trees and rocks in the surrounding woods to break and shatter. The father and son in the center of the sword realm, their swords were flashing wildly, and there were obvious and incomparable signs on both of them. scars,
The Love Silk is a soft sword that favors women. It is as thin as a silk thread, but it can be bent or bent, straight or strong. When they intersected their sword skills, there were inevitably several collisions and several attacks. The Love Silk Sword and the When the Bei Feng Divine Sword collided with each other, it did not break directly. Instead, it clung to it and used silk thread to wrap it up and bring it to the other side. This is a sword technique that overcomes hardness with softness.
Ye Yunqiu has used this sword to its extreme. It seems that he has practiced it all year round, but he is not in front of people, but behind them, so it looks like he has half-learned Wan Jianlai's sword skills. In fact, What he wants to learn is not Wan Jianlai's swordsmanship, he only learns it to deal with it, and what he is really good at should be the 'Love Silk Swordsmanship' he is currently using.
Why he learned swordsmanship that favors women, I can't imagine, but at least this kind of swordsmanship is not easy to deal with even ten thousand swords.
Sure enough, Ye Yunqiu's side was surrounded by little holes poked by sword wires that looked like blood spots. Although Wan Jianlai's sword marks were too fast and could leave traces, they were nothing compared to the blood-crying red dots. , but seemed much weaker. Those red dots were dotted between the two of them, looking inexplicably miserable, with a kind of feminine fatality.
"Haha, I learned your mother's swordsmanship, so I knew this sword wouldn't disappear for no reason," Wan Jianlai said with a sneer. There were already seven blood holes in his body, and stains of blood were leaking out. ,
"Yes, I have practiced secretly for so many years just to kill you with it," Ye Yunqiu said without hesitation.
"It's true that your mother died in my hands back then. There were various reasons, don't you understand?" Wan Jianlai said sinisterly, and with a stroke of the Beifeng Divine Sword in his hand, sword shadows were everywhere, and on his way back
, the big trees fell one after another, the sword energy cut through iron like mud, full of deterrence.
Ye Yunqiu braved the invisible sword energy, and his body was already covered with sword marks, but he also used his love strings like silk strings, and every song he played was emotional.
"Of course I understand. I even understand how you escaped from Tiannan back then. Isn't that why you killed your mother?" Ye Yunqiu sneered, then waved the Qingsi Red Sword and opened his mouth with another sword strike.
Song: "The lone cloud in Longmen is afraid and speechless, the mirror water hits the stone like a night harp, when is the time to say goodbye, I want to send my love to the river but the sea is deep, thousands of swords, the silent night harp,"
"Your mother is stubborn and has been deceived by them. If she hadn't been killed, how could she have seen you go back to die with her, one life for another? How could I have known that you were just as stubborn as your mother," Wan
The sword came with gnashing of teeth, but when he heard his son's sword song, he didn't hesitate at all. He also sang the sword song: "Driving all swords out of Ziguan, fighting in Danqiu, no one can survive, the soul in the cold night returns to Huanxi, and flies to
Lintian Ruozhou Mountain, thousands of swords are on the way, thousands of swords are flying,"
Rumbling, Ye Yunqiu's eyes were red and he said angrily: "The debt you owe must be repaid, and the person you killed must be repaid with his life. You only care about yourself when doing things, but don't care about others. What my mother did,
Is there anything wrong? You killed her just to make it clear. There is no need for them to judge you today. I will avenge my mother here."
"Haha, a traitor is a traitor. I thought that after raising you for so many years, you have changed your character. It turns out that you are still unfamiliar with feeding. Do you really think that I dare not kill you, a traitor?" Wan Jianlai said with a look of anger in his eyes.
Meaning, his spiritual treasure 'Finger Sword Buddha' immediately appeared behind his back. This time, he was about to use his 'Ten Thousand Swords Summons'.