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Chapter 1322 Scarlet Blood Ancient Plains(2/2)

The usually deserted Crimson Blood Ancient Plain seemed a bit lively at the moment.
"Brother Dao!"
Not far away, Shushan Chang Qingzi and others took the initiative to come.
"Fellow!"
Mu Yangzi and others also leaned over.
Both sides meet.
Chang Qingzi and other senior officials of Shushan all saluted Ye Qingyun with clasped fists.
Especially when Ye Qingyun was accompanied by Da Mao, he looked even more awed.
"Huh? Are our two families the only ones coming from the Dao Sect? Where are the Yuxu Palace, Sanqingguan and the others?"
Mu Yangzi couldn't help but wonder when he saw that there were no other Taoist sects here except those from Shushan.
"They'll be here later."
Chang Qingzi said.
at this time.
The Sixth Academy of Confucianism also came closer and took the initiative to say hello to Ye Qingyun and others.
Although Confucianism and Ye Qingyun had an unpleasant quarrel before.
Especially in Shuxianglongyuan, even the leader of the front yard, Wenzai, died because of his grudge with Ye Qingyun.
But now, because of the relationship between Yan Zheng and the old man fishing, there is no grudge between Confucianism and Ye Qingyun.
They had even dispatched together before to help Ye Qingyun fight against the Seventh Military Army.
Ye Qingyun said hello to the Confucian people, but did not see Yan Zheng.
After asking, I found out that Yan Zheng had no interest in things here.
So I didn’t come.
Ye Qingyun thought about it, Yan Zheng was different from ordinary cultivators.
Even something as rare as Kirin blood could not arouse Yan Zheng's interest.
"Master Ye!"
A familiar voice sounded, and Ye Qingyun turned around and saw that it was someone from the Mohist Shengong City.
The leader is none other than the city lord Zhao Ding.
"City Lord Zhao, you are here too!"
Ye Qingyun smiled and greeted.
Zhao Ding's face was filled with joy, and he hurriedly came to Ye Qingyun, and saluted Ye Qingyun with clasped fists in a very respectful manner.
"
Mr. Ye, after we said goodbye that day, I miss Mr. Ye very much, and I am looking forward to when Mr. Ye can come again."
Ye Qingyun couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.
Isn't this old Zhao an old pervert?
Why do you speak so crookedly?
"City Lord Zhao, are you just here too? Do you know the situation here?"
Ye Qingyun asked curiously.
Zhao Ding just wanted to speak.
Suddenly, there were waves of exclamations in the distance.
"This is Sword Master Beichen!"
"There are also Cangyun Sword Master and Yufeng Sword Master!"
"No! Even Sword Master Zhenyue is here!"
Everyone looked at the sound.
I saw two figures standing side by side on the sky not far away, with sword energy lingering around them, making half of the sky seem to be changing.
Those two people were Cangyun Sword Master Yun Wuxiang and Yufeng Sword Master Feng Wuhen.
Two great sword masters, two brothers.
Show up now!
Opposite the two sword masters, stood a thin, middle-aged man with a gloomy face. He was dressed in a plain white robe and exuded a cold and biting aura.
This person is none other than Sword Master Beichen!
Ranked seventh among the nine great sword masters!
Farther away, a huge sword stopped in mid-air.
It is the Juque Sword.
Nangong Yu sat on the giant sword, looking at the three sword masters who were confronting each other, and then turned back to look in the direction of Ye Qingyun.
"He's here too."
Nangong Yu felt a little happy.
Four of the Nine Great Sword Masters appeared immediately.
Although they are the bottom four.
But such scenes are extremely rare.
"These four sword masters aren't going to fight here, are they?"
"It's very possible! Looking at this posture, both Yufeng Sword Master and Cangyun Sword Master seem to want to challenge Beichen Sword Master."
"Tsk! But these two are probably no match for Beichen Sword Master."
Sword Master Beichen looked at Yun Wuxiang and Feng Wuhen, with a hint of contempt on his cold face.
"I came here for the Qilin blood, not to compete with you in sword competition."
Feng Wuhen grinned.
"What? Are you scared?"
"Afraid?"
Sword Master Beichen smiled coldly.
"You two brothers have challenged me several times, but how have you ever managed to survive a hundred moves in my hands?"
"What's more, I've made another breakthrough recently. Even if you brothers join forces, I'm afraid they won't be able to defeat me."
Chapter completed!
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