Yun Daoli couldn't help but look at Qiao Xinyu, and a strange look appeared on his face under the evil ghost mask.
Thirteen Black Sky Knifes... This little girl really dares to think about it.
But Yun Daoli didn't say anything.
No matter what, Yun Daoli is also Qiao Xinyu's senior.
"Do you know what the thirteen Black Sky Knife means?"
Ye Xuan watched Master Huai Tian retreat step by step under the command of the ancestor Qiankun, and said to Qiao Xinyu and Yun Daoli with a smile.
Yun Dao Li Zheng’s key point.
And Qiao Xinyu was full of fanaticism.
"Xiaobai has only nine Black Sky Knifes so far."
Ye Xuan smiled.
The terrifying battle between Master Huai Tian and Ancestor Qiankun seemed to have nothing to do with them.
"But the Black Sky Knife says that thirteen Black Sky Knifes are the ultimate?"
Qiao Xinyu blinked, with doubt in her beautiful eyes.
"good."
Ye Xuan nodded slightly and said softly: "Xiaobai only has nine Black Sky Swords because he has not yet reached the peak."
"Have anyone reached the peak from ancient times to the present?"
Qiao Xinyu was curious and authentic.
"have."
Ye Xuan stretched out a finger and said slowly: "At the beginning of the establishment of the Anti-Qiu lineage, the first ruthless man in the Black Knife Sect was the only one who condensed thirteen Black Sky Swords."
At the beginning of the establishment of the Anti-Evil lineage, there were only thirteen people.
In those days, they were called the thirteen cruel people of the Anti-Evil lineage.
He is also a true subordinate of Ye Xuan.
Each of these thirteen cruel people is a super terrifying existence.
They all work under Ye Xuan's men.
It was also them who created the thirteen factions of the Anti-Evil lineage under Ye Xuan's order.
As one of the thirteen factions, the Black Knife Sect is also a major faction that kills and attacks the outside world, and has extremely high requirements for combat power.
The ruthless man passed down "Black Sky Sword" as the foundation of the Black Sword Sect.
It’s a pity that no one except him can condense thirteen black sky swords.
"That adult..."
No one in the thirteen original leaders disrespected him.
The respect for these thirteen leaders is no less than that for Ye Xuan.
Because for them, Ye Emperor was a belief, and the thirteen leaders were those who created the glorious lineage of anti-venge, and were closer to them.
"Xinyu, you are the first person to find me. In the future, I am very optimistic about you."
Ye Xuan looked at Qiao Xinyu, smiled slightly, and said softly.
As soon as these words came out, Yun Daoli couldn't help but cast an envious look.
What an exciting thing to be appreciated by Emperor Ye.
It is simply a blessing that has been cultivated in eight lifetimes.
Two blush appeared on Qiao Xinyu's pretty face, and she felt like she was about to faint.
Qiao Xinyu suppressed the excitement in her heart, faced Ye Xuan, knelt down on one knee, and said solemnly: "I will live up to the expectations of Emperor Ye!"
"Um."
Ye Xuan nodded slightly.
Ye Xuan has always been optimistic about Qiao Xinyu's qualifications.
The most important thing is that this girl is still young.
Relatively speaking, Yun Daoli is a veteran.
Ye Xuan could see that Qiao Xinyu was about to condense his second Black Sky Sword.
However, Ye Xuan did not intend to help Qiao Xinyu.
The reason why the seedlings are pulled to help grow is Qiao Xinyu.
This level of barrier is nothing to Qiao Xinyu at present.
Just give her some more time, it will be enough to condense the second Black Sky Knife.
If Qiao Xinyu is now the eighth Black Sky Sword and the ninth one is condensed, but he has no choice but to do anything, Ye Xuan can consider helping him.
There is no need for this before.
Qiao Xinyu then stood up and stood behind Ye Xuan, with a pretty face blushing.
And at the same time.
The battle between the ancestor Qiankun and Master Huai Tian is already at the end.
After a brief resistance, Master Huai Tian was no longer an opponent of the ancestor Qiankun and wanted to break through, but was suppressed by the ancestor Qiankun's gods and trapped in it, unable to escape, and was eventually beaten by the ancestor Qiankun.
It's vomiting of blood.
If he hadn't been a monk, I'd beg for mercy now.
Master Huai Tian found out that he was wrong, and this group of people was simply outrageous! Not to mention the ancestor Qiankun who fought with him, he was just an old monster.
And the other three.
What's the thing?
In such a big battle, are you bragging around?
When Master Huai Tian thought of this, he spurted out another mouthful of blood.
Of course, it's not annoyed.
It's really impossible to withstand it.
He was severely injured by the ancestor Qiankun.
"Little bald man, can't stand it anymore?
Ancestor, I haven’t exerted my strength yet.”
The ancestor Qiankun smiled and said authentically.
Master Huai Tian was so angry that he threw the bowl in his hand to the ancestor Qiankun.
Of course, Master Huai Tian was not really confused.
After the bowl flew towards the ancestor Qiankun, Master Huaitian made a Buddhist seal.
Om ———
"Just like this thing, I still want to build up my ancestor?
You are afraid you don’t know how to live or die.”
The ancestor Qiankun screamed strangely, and his whole person directly manifested the body of Qiankun Pot. The small Qiankun Pot was filled with Qiankun, spewing out the purest force and shooting at the bowl.
Boom! After the purest collision, the bowl made a tremor, and then the light on the surface quickly passed away.
"not good!"
Master Huai Tian's eyes widened and he heard a cry of sorrow in his heart.
Boom!
The ancestor Qiankun turned into a human form again, patted his stomach and said with a smile: "I haven't eaten for a long time. Speaking of which, the Zen stick in your hand is also good, please try it."
After saying that, with a big shot, the Zen staff in Master Huai Tian’s hand trembled suddenly.
Master Huai Tian's face changed drastically, he held the Zen stick with both hands, suppressing the restlessness tightly.
"Little bald head, don't care so much about things outside."
The figure of the ancestor Qiankun suddenly appeared in front of Master Huai Tian, grabbed the Zen stick and said with a smile.
Master Huai Tian's face was pale and twisted his Zen staff with both hands.
However, the Zen Staff did not move at all.
Master Huai Tian was desperate and sad: "I am going to die!"
The ancestor Qiankun slapped Master Huaitian's big bald head, shaking his soul to death.
The ancestor Qiankun snatched the Zen Staff and ate the divine power of this thing in just a few strokes, then threw the Zen Staff aside.
After doing this, the ancestor Qiankun carried Master Huai Tian, flew to Ye Xuan, threw him on the ground, and said, "Master, what should I do with this person?"
Ye Xuan did not go to see the ancestor Qiankun, but looked in another direction and said softly: "Dao Li and Xinyu go to the east and south to help. There is no need for this battle to last too long. I have something to do to find the Holy Lord of the Ji family.
.”
"This man just treats him as a gift for a meeting."