Only His Highness and the Peach Blossom Sword God were left on the tower, which made His Highness feel a little unnatural. He did not lack experience in getting along with top experts in the world. However, this Peach Blossom Sword God was in such an attitude towards Ye Xian, but when Mr. Ye left, his clothes were sloppy and his temperament of keeping people thousands of miles away showed.

Where can I find Lao Kui and Li Chungang and other down-to-earth?

Xu Fengnian coughed dryly, broke the silence and said, "Deng Jianshen, I heard Mr. Ye say just now, are you going to give someone a sword?"

Deng Taia nodded and said, "No, do you want it?"

Who doesn’t want you, the sword of the Peach Blossom Sword God, but who dares to ask you for it? The second in the world, no, the third in the world, you are too ignorant of the world. Can’t you hear that this prince is close to you?

Xu Fengnian muttered in his heart, but Deng Taia untied the sword box behind him and said, "If you want it, take it."

Xu Fengnian widened his eyes and said, "I am not your nephew."

Deng Tai'a sneered and said, "When I was in the sword tomb, your mother helped you many times. The kindness here is too great. According to seniority, you should also call me uncle, but you will be spared. Here I will give you a sword to you, which will be half the cause and effect between me and your mother. I will take action for you again in the future, and then the two Qing Dynasties will be clear."

...

In the other direction of the East China Sea, the sea surface was not affected by the decisive battle between Wang Xianzhi and Li Chungang. Ye Qi and Sui Xigu stepped on the sea to face each other, and neither chose to fight as soon as possible.

However, this is not the case. The masters of the martial arts world compete with each other, and their bodies are not moving, and their intentions often come first. At this time, the sea surface seems peaceful, but in fact, the two have already fought with sword intent countless times.

At some point, Ye Qi took the lead and stepped on a water hole the size of a bowl on the sea with his toes. He pulled out the ancient sword in his hand and quickly rushed towards Sui Xigu. After he left, the water hole the size of a bowl suddenly sank and collapsed a deep pit of more than ten feet in radius.

The Qi Ji at the sea was tense, Ye Qi held the hilt of the sword in both hands, his white clothes swept through the air, the ancient sword body was clearly transparent, but nothing was reflected in it. Sui Xiegu's pupils suddenly shrank, and a sword was crossed in front of his chest.

The sword has nothing on it, which means that the sword has gone far away and is no longer in the world.

Just as Sui Xiegu had just pushed the sword out, Ye Qi's figure, who was still wiping across the sword, came directly to Sui Xiegu.

The two swords faced each other and made a sound that was better than thunder. Then the sound of waves rolling like thousands of war drums hit the sea. The waves were angry, and countless sea water slapped at the two of them.

In the water waves, Sui Xiegu shouted angrily, holding the sword and holding the sword, the muscles on his single arm bulged and broke the black clothes, and he was about to slash Ye Qi with a sword and overturn it.

Ye Qi's feet left the water surface, and when he slapped the big waves, his feet hitting the big waves, his eyes as if there was a sword intent, the big waves fell behind him. At the same time, the sword in his hand cut off Huang Lu an inch.

The two white eyebrows in Sui Xigu broke from the tip of the eyebrows, and their bodies flew back several feet uncontrollably.

Forced back by a sword, Sui Xiegu looked angry without seeing it. Instead, he looked refreshed. He shouted and said, "This kind of sword art is simple, it seems plain, but it has the power to kill immortals nearby. It is indeed as Huang Sanjia said, your sword art has never been heard in the world."

"Boy, let's look at my sword-driven style."

This old man who could sweep Huang Lu in half a circle with Li Chungang was not the flying sword technique derived from the Wu family’s sword tomb, nor the peak of Deng Tai'a’s pursuit of the ultimate killing.

Under the sword control, Huang Lu's sword flew very slowly, just like a dying half-year-old staggering.

...

The sword is slow, but its momentum is like a mountain. Huanglu's sword moves in an inch, and the sea water parallel to the sword will flow to both sides, forming a deep and bottomless gully that is difficult to dissipate.

Ye Qi was too lazy to wait for the sword to arrive, and stepped on a big pit on the sea again, and each person and sword left again.

Your sword is as powerful as a mountain, and I just happen to have a sword that can open the mountain.

Ye Qi appeared in front of Huang Lu's sword in an instant, raised the sword over his head with both hands and slashed it straight down!

Lu Zu's sword cut out a straight line and suddenly landed on the Huanglu sword. He saw that the sea water in a radius of hundreds of miles began to sink along the bottom of the Huanglu sword, until a smear of mud and sand on the sea water on both sides was exposed, and the sea water on both sides was poured back.

The sound of waves is terrifying, and the waves rise into the sky.

The sword in Ye Qi's hand was unmoved, and the sword intent and sword energy was still abundant. Thousands of waves rose up, and they could only avoid them and pour out of the sea to form two extremely high water cliffs made of sea water.

"If I had broken this sword by a stubborn boy Deng Tai'an, I would never break it with my strength. If I had to do so, I would have to drain his energy. If I didn't enter the land god, I could use my strength to block the sword immortal's sword, but I would have had some of Wang Xianzhi's demeanor in the past."

Let’s talk about the sword-controlling sword in Sui Xigu, which seems to be in a mountainous shape, and is actually more appropriate to use as a metaphor for water. The reason why it is slow is that the sword carries the infinite energy of the sword fairy realm. If one momentum is destroyed, another momentum will be generated, and another momentum will be stronger than the other.

Therefore, Ye Qi's move to open the mountain was just to kill Huang Lu and move forward, and did not destroy his power.

"Ye's move is always lazy and detourful, and it's too troublesome. Next, I will break your sword power."

Ye Qi let go of his left hand and put it behind him, holding the sword with his right wrist, swaying it into a curve. Lu Zu wore a sword and used the sword tip to face the sword tip. He handed out the sword, which was the sword Xuan sword produced by Mingwu Dazhi Xuan.

Huang Lu's sword body, which was still as motionless as a mountain, suddenly turned around and returned to Sui Xiegu.

At this time, the water cliffs on both sides of Ye Qi were in a falling state, thundering like the sea, and the water vapor turned into flowers and swung hundreds of miles around.

Sui Xiegu reached out and grabbed Huang Lu. Slight cracks had already emerged on Huang Lu's sword body. It was not Ye Qi who relied on the power of Lu Zu's sword, but Huang Lu was the fourth most famous sword in the world, but that even if Huang Lu was ranked fourth in the world, he could not withstand the endless aura that Sui Xiegu had learned from eating a sword for a 6-year sword.

"This finger Xuan Yi sword came ingeniously. One sword stabbed into the end of the thousands of auras that I condensed into the sword. The world of the world is not lonely for a hundred years, and the sword path is not even lonely." Sui Xiegu said with a laugh, throwing Huang Lu in his hand slightly, spreading his palm, and still falling from Huang Lu in his palm.

Then, his five fingers pressed on the sword, and Huang Lu instantly bent into a circle. When the sword tip hit the hilt, the sword hilt hit, and the cracks on the Huang Lu sword, which Lao Huang had to take even though he risked his life, became conspicuous and shattered inch by inch.

Sui Xigu rolled up his broken arm and empty sleeves, rolled up the tip of Huanglu's sword and threw it into his mouth, and ate it like a soybean.

"I haven't eaten such a delicious sword for a long time. My disciple is determined. It's a pity that he has contacted the Beiliang Palace, which has changed luck, and in the end he can't escape the coldness of the tea."

Ye Qi shook his head silently and asked, "Can the thousands of swords in his belly come out of the sky?"

Sui Xiegu's voice smiled hoarsely, and an old man with broken arms smiled out the heroic spirit of an immortal looking down on the earth.
Chapter completed!