Many figures stood here, looking at a young man in front of them.
Next to the young man, there was a sword stand, filled with various spiritual swords. Each one was a sharp spiritual sword, exuding the aura of Taoism.
Li Nian took a sword from the sword stand and saw that with a flick of his wrist, the sword energy continued to fly. Many sword energy went around arcs and still hit the target accurately. It was so fast that it was dizzying.
"You only saw the strength of the wrist, but didn't notice that the speed, strength, and even the intensity of the Taoist intention released by each of his swords have not weakened at all. This is very scary."
The old immortal came from the east and mocked the Qian Palace Master for his lack of vision.
When others heard this, they were shocked.
Li Nian was able to maintain consistent intensity with every sword strike. He was truly a monster.
He deserves to be the number one person on the list.
In the field.
Li Nian fired hundreds of swords in a row, and each sword was no weaker than the first sword.
At this time, he stopped, then shook his head in disappointment, watching the spiritual sword in his hand slowly turn into pieces, leaving only the hilt.
It's been half a month.
He has tried no less than a hundred spiritual swords before and after, of all grades.
Without exception, all spiritual swords cannot withstand his will.
Every time Li Nian tried it, the sword would break.
"A spiritual sword of too low a grade cannot withstand my Dao will. A spiritual sword of too high a grade cannot be integrated together. As a sword cultivator, I have no sword to use."
Li Nian was very sad.
He simply broke through a realm, and his spiritual power turned into Taoism. He could never find a sword that suited him like the Wushuang Sword.
Xia Qinggui almost emptied Emperor Xia's sword library.
At this time, the Supreme Elder of the Qin Clan came over, opened his palm, and a red sword appeared. The light of the sword seemed to have blood flowing, exuding a demonic nature, and said: "Boy, try this sword, I guarantee you will be satisfied."
"Red Blood Sword." Someone recognized it.
Qin Shangjin smiled and said: "Yes, the Red Blood Sword is a magic sword. Because killing people drinks too much blood and accumulates evil obstacles, the sword holder will lose his mind. Later, my ancestors surrendered to the Red Blood Sword, and the Qin clan has inherited it to this day.
Its grade is not too high, Dharma phase level, but its power is comparable to that of Tao Miao."
After saying that, Qin Shangjin handed the sword to Li Nian: "Here, give me a try."
Li Nian nodded. The moment he took possession of the Red Blood Sword, the wailing of countless people could be faintly heard in his ears, as if he was holding countless innocent souls in his hands.
Immediately.
Li Nian's bloodline exploded with murderous power, his long hair flew, his magical power penetrated the red blood sword, and his extreme killing intent suppressed thousands of wronged souls.
He stabbed out with his sword, black ice crystals fell from the space, and a dark wind was stirred up. The red blood sword erupted with a terrifying black light, as if it was surrounded by countless dead souls, and flew directly towards the great elder of the Qin clan.
Qin Shangjin's face showed a hint of surprise, and the power of the red blood seemed to be fully activated in Li Nian's hands.
This has never happened before. Generations of geniuses in the Qin clan, including Qin Jinan, no one has inspired the sinister power of Red Blood like Li Nian.
"Well, he is indeed a rare monster."
Qin Shangjin nodded, a truly strong man stood up and received a sword blow.
Then, Qin Shangjin stepped back, covering his chest with his palms, and looked at Li Nian in surprise: "Such a powerful sword intention, it even knocked me back. Li Nian, I saw you right, you are the most worthy one."
The person who owns the Red Blood Sword has someone to inherit the ancestor’s Red Blood Sword, hahahaha..."
Palace Master Qian rolled his eyes.
This Supreme Elder of the Qin Clan, an extremely powerful Taoist man, just like Xiao Yunshan, might be able to become the emperor given an opportunity.
Can he be hurt by Li Nian's sword?
It's obviously dog licking.
Li Nian also smiled, naturally seeing that the Supreme Elder was just pretending, but this red blood sword was really good.
At least, this sword can withstand his will.
Click!
A shattering sound sounded.
In Li Nian's palm, the red blood demon sword lost its color and turned into fragments.
Li Nian's expression suddenly tightened.
"..." Everyone.
Even the red blood demon sword cannot withstand the power of Li Nian's will.
Is the power of his heart too strong?
"You stinky girl, look at the good thing you did. You broke Li Nian's sword. Now he can't even find a suitable sword. I'm going to be pissed off by you. How can I, the descendants of the Qin clan, show their gratitude to you?"
The boss will explain."
The chief elder of the Qin clan scolded Qin Jinan and was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.
"Wow, you've grown up and you haven't even scolded me, yet you scolded me for Li Nian, I'll just give him a slap back."
Qin Jinan shed tears of grievance, took out the green sword and pressed it into Li Nian's hand: "This is the sword of my royal ancestor. I will give it to you."
"no……"
Li Nian was at a loss: "I don't blame you. It's such a big deal, there's no need to make such a fuss."
He quickly returned the green sword to Qin Jinan.
The sword used by the Soul-Sealing Emperor was a family heirloom, how could he have the nerve to accept it.
After thousands of years of Qin clan, the things left by the emperor were incomplete. Perhaps, this sword was the only one left.
Moreover, the green sword is already Qin Jinan's life sword. Holding this sword is like holding Qin Jinan's life in your hands.
Li Nian didn't dare to ask for it.
"Come on, come with me to apologize to the boss. You are not allowed to eat today."
Qin Shangjin dragged Qin Jinan away towards Qingyue Palace.
Everyone shook their heads.
What a cruel trick. The eldest elder of the Qin clan has mastered the dog-licking technique. This gives him another chance to get closer to the big boss.
Xia Qinggui looked at the spiritual sword on the sword stand and shrugged helplessly at Li Nian.
It was embarrassing for the four human emperors in the Tianhuang Realm not to be able to find a suitable sword for Li Nian.
Li Nian didn't care much, smiled, and then asked Murong Xue: "Zhiyuan, she..."
Murong Xue shook her head: "She doesn't want to see you."
Then he thought about it and said: "Actually, I can see that she doesn't hate you, she just doesn't know how to face you. It's better to give her more time and not to disturb her first."
Li Nian nodded. Now only Murong Xue and Bai Ruoxi can approach Xiao Zhiyuan, and she won't even let Luo Wei get close.
…
A green mountain.
This place is not far from Xia Palace.
On this green hill, there is a solemn tomb where Xiao Yunshan's body is buried.
at this time.
In front of the tombstone filled with flowers, Xiao Zhiyuan squatted here. She came to see her uncle every day.
At this time, a person came over and stood quietly behind Xiao Zhiyuan, looking at Xiao Yunshan's name with a pair of beautiful eyes, and gradually shed tears.
It seemed that in this person's eyes, the tombstone was like the incarnation of Xiao Yunshan, and she saw that suave and talented man again.
"Zhiyuan." Xie Yu shouted.
Xiao Zhiyuan turned around, threw herself into Xie Yu's arms, and burst into tears.
Xie Yu patted Xiao Zhiyuan's head, comforted her, and then said to Xiao Yunshan's tombstone: "If you didn't drive me away back then, how would I have ended up today? Now there is no one to show you mourning. You deserve it."
, Xiao Yunshan, you are really nothing."
As he said this, Xie Yu also shed tears.
She is his disciple, but she cannot be his lover.
The day she confessed her love, she was rejected and kicked out of the Queyin Sect.
Xie Yu was so angry that he went to Zhongzhou, founded Fengyue Tower, and deleted and cut off all Xiao Yunshan's music scores.
Those destroyed piano scores were like the unfulfilled love between her and Xiao Yunshan, forever incomplete.
"Zhiyuan, come back to Fengyue Tower with me." Xie Yu said.
"Yeah." Xiao Zhiyuan nodded with tears in her eyes.