Lin Qingshan glanced at Su Qiye and sighed: "Yes, Mr. Ye was indeed defeated by Jian Lingtian back then."
"But fifty years ago, Mr. Ye was one of the top five geniuses in the entire Qingyun County! He also had a Heavenly Sword Vein back then!"
"At that time, when Mr. Ye fought with Jian Lingtian, he was seriously injured, and his origin was severely damaged. Therefore, Mr. Ye lost that battle. After recovering, the sword veins can only reach the spiritual level!"
After hearing this, Su Qiye was suddenly shocked.
It turns out that this is the case.
"If Mr. Ye's origin had not been severely damaged back then, he would definitely have entered the ranks of the Martial Saints now!" Lin Qingshan became excited, but his hopeful eyes gradually dimmed.
Unfortunately, there is no if in this world.
Su Qiye remained silent. As a sword cultivator, he understood the feelings involved.
In the sky, a battle broke out.
The two sides were already entangled face to face.
The sword was constantly drawn out, green and red lights intertwined, and the sword light was overwhelming.
"Ha, back then? Are you worthy of mentioning that year? If it weren't for your father, I would have killed you back then!" Ye Yunxiu sneered, recalling what happened back then, the murderous intent in his eyes was about to condense into substance.
Chi!
The sword struck out, and the terrifying power, accompanied by the sharp sword energy, forced Jian Lingtian back dozens of meters.
But after Jian Lingtian was forced to retreat, his fighting spirit became even more intense. The sword did not cause much damage to him.
Then this guy slashed out with a backhand sword. This sword was filled with raging flames, as if it was going to completely burn the world.
"You guys, watch out for me. My sword is called 'Qinglong Wentian'!"
Ye Yunxiu turned his head sideways and glanced at the Seventh Peak.
This was meant for Su Qiye and Lin Qingshan.
Su Qiye and Lin Qingshan both held their breath and stared at the sky.
I saw Ye Yunxiu, facing Jian Lingtian's sword wrapped in monstrous flames, very calmly and calmly waving the blue-green sword in his hand.
A powerful aura of spiritual power shot out in an instant and went in all directions.
This majestic power turned into a blue-green dragon, and it suddenly opened and roared towards the sky, roaring.
"Gentlemen, listen to this dragon's roar!" Ye Yunxiu roared, his eyes were scarlet, and tears streaked down the corners of his eyes.
In the past, scenes from the past flashed before his eyes.
The war that year, the old friends from back then...
His voice shook the sky, as if it was the anger of an immortal from outside.
On the first peak, more than a thousand sword tombs suddenly became restless.
Above the sword grave, every sword was buzzing and trembling, and the sword energy was contending, as if there was an invisible force being released.
It seemed like he was going to make that roar of grief and anger!
Whoosh!
The first sword rose from the ground, separated from the edge of the sword, and was attracted by an inexplicable force, soaring straight into the sky.
It seems that there is a shadow, holding the sword, ascending to the sky to kill the enemy!
One handle!
Two handles!
Three handles!
One hundred handles!
A thousand handles!
Two thousand handles!
Thousands of swords rose from the ground in an instant and shot straight into the sky.
At the same time, the monks from various peaks of Tianxuan Sect suddenly seemed to hear countless shouts of killing!
"Did you hear it? It seems like there are a lot of people charging into battle! Who is shouting?"
"Did you hear it too? I thought I heard it wrong! But no one here seems to be shouting, right?"
The monks from all peaks were very confused when they were talking there.
The next moment, someone exclaimed.
"Look!"
Everyone looked towards the mountain behind the first peak.
I saw thousands of swords automatically flying up into the sky.
Along with the overwhelming murderous intent, the shouts of killing that shook the world spread.
All the monks in Tianxuan Sect were deeply shocked by this scene.
"What is going on? Those swords seem to be from the Sword Tomb?" someone said in shock.
Even Yi Tianxin and other peak masters couldn't figure out what was going on.
On the seventh peak, Su Qiye and Lin Qingshan were also attracted by this movement.
They looked up and saw thousands of swords piercing the sky.
The shouts of killing shook the heaven and the earth.
"This is..." Su Qiye murmured, his eyes filled with surprise.
Because he saw many figures, holding the sword in his hand, killing towards the distance!
"The will of the seniors in the past!" Lin Qingshan choked, his eyes turned red, and he was so excited that he trembled.
Fifty years ago, he stayed in Tianxuan Sect and never left because he had just started.
But after that battle, his senior brothers and sisters who once loved him slept forever in the Qingyun Mountains.
Therefore, when he saw this scene, he was very excited.
At this time, Su Qiye felt that every cell in his body was agitated, and the hairs all over his body stood up.
Even in his own heart, there was a surge of hot blood, as if he was infected by this emotion, and he wished he could rush forward with his sword.
On the seventh peak, thousands of dazzling rays of light were emitted.ωωw..net
Each line represents a person from the past.
Above the sky, Ye Yunxiu pointed his sword straight at the sky, and he burst into tears.
All the tragic scenes of that year echoed before his eyes.
His voice, gentlemen, listen to this dragon's roar, it awakens the remaining will of the heroes who died in the battle of Tianxuan Sect in the past.
When Jian Lingtian saw this, his expression changed drastically.
What he didn't expect was that Ye Yunxiu actually had such a trick.
Thousands of swords arrived in an instant.
At the same time, Ye Yunxiu also knocked down the sword in his hand.
In an instant, the heaven and earth were enveloped in a majestic green light at the same time.
This light seems to have a majestic force that can crush everything.
boom!
The green sword light and the sword wrapped in red flames collided instantly.
In an instant.
An extremely dazzling light spread out, followed by a wave of air, making everyone unable to open their eyes at that moment.
Su Qiye felt that the air wave was about to overturn him in an instant, but Lin Qingshan decisively released his momentum and resisted.
Even so, Su Qiye was forced back more than ten meters.
Other disciples from various peaks were not so lucky. Many were knocked over dozens of meters away and coughed up blood.
The light gradually faded, and in the sky, Ye Yunxiu fell back dozens of meters, as did Jian Lingtian.
At the same time, thousands of swords were already slashing towards Jian Lingtian.
Just like the thousands of monks of Tianxuan Sect fifty years ago, every sword contained overwhelming hatred.
Let me ask, who wouldn't be shocked after feeling this aura?
When Jian Lingtian saw this, his eyes narrowed and murderous intent surged.
"Fifty years ago, my father beheaded you once. Fifty years later, I will behead you again for my father!"
After saying that, Jian Lingtian suddenly erupted.
"Seven Swords of Lingtian!"
In an instant, this guy slashed out with his sword.
The terrifying sword light covered half of the sky.
Ding! Ding!
The sword light collided with thousands of swords.
The crisp sound of metal collision is endless.
Countless swords were chopped off by this sword.
But still a large number of swords were slashing towards Jian Lingtian crazily.
When the sword fell, Jian Lingtian did not take advantage, and even his skin was torn apart by a lot of sword energy.
"The second sword!"
Then this guy struck out with his second sword!
This sword is stronger and sharper than the previous one!
With one sword falling, dozens of swords were cut off and flew away.
Su Qiye stared at the scene in front of him intently, the sword energy in the sword sea inside his body was surging.
His mind seemed to have condensed into a mini version of himself, and he was able to swing his sword in a decent manner!
At that moment, he felt as if he had caught something, but it was not real, which made him confused, and he seemed to have seen a ray of sunshine!
In the sea of swords, the Juetian Divine Sword trembled.