Seven hundred and fortieth chapters Qingyun Fangxue seventh more
Chapter 745 Qingyun Fang Xue
As soon as they entered Qingyun Peak, everyone felt a tense atmosphere.
As soon as everyone landed on Qingyun Peak, dozens of figures flew over from all directions. Countless cold lights of sword energy came to kill everyone in an instant.
"No. That's Dingbei Hou."
At this time, a scream came from the crowd.
However, it was too late to let them take action at this moment, because the sharp sword energy had already reached everyone's front.
Without Yan Yin and the others taking action, the body of the Fire God instantly surged. Then he used his wings to protect everyone.
The sharp sword energy hit the wings of the Fire God. It only scattered some feathers slightly, and did not cause it to suffer any substantial damage.
After the Vulcan regained his petite body, everyone looked at the opposite side.
Lin Shaoyang and more than ten Qingyun Peak disciples were falling from the air and came to Yan Yin. Lin Shaoyang apologized and said, "I don't know it's you. We thought it was the disciples of the sects in the Western Frontier. That's why we attacked with swords. ”
Nodded. Yan Yin said, "It's okay. We understand."
Xia Hanqing stepped forward and said, "What about the head teacher."
"Return to Master Han Qing's words, the head sect is in seclusion and practicing." Lin Shaoyang said, "Now all the affairs on Qingyun Peak are left to the second elder to handle."
After a pause, Lin Shaoyang said with a gloomy expression, "My master made a mistake when he broke through to the Spirit Saint realm, causing the true energy in his body to rush and his dantian to destroy itself."
Lin Shaoyang’s master is the great elder of Qingyun Peak.
The Great Elder of Qingyun Peak did not have a good impression of Yan Yin before. However, since he fought against the army of alien beasts in Wanli Biancheng, Yan Yin also had some understanding of the Great Elder of Qingyun Peak.
This person is very protective of his own disciples and takes great care of him. Sometimes he can even do many wrong things for his own disciples.
But when facing big troubles, he still has a very correct judgment and will not make any unwise actions because of certain personal grudges.
At this moment, Yan Yin sighed when he heard that the elder died.
"Uncle Han Qing. How did you come in?" Lin Shaoyang asked, "At this time, the thieves outside Qingyun Peak were surrounded by thieves. If it weren't for the protection of the mountain-protecting sword formation, they had already invaded."
"The people outside have been killed by Yan Yin and the others. That's why we have the chance to come in." Xia Hanqing said, "Take me to see the second elder. I'm telling you in detail on the way."
He ordered other disciples to continue patrolling around Qingyun Peak. Lin Shaoyang took everyone to the Sword Hall of Qingyun Peak.
On the way, when Lin Shaoyang learned that Yan Yin had become the Martial Saint, his eyes were full of surprise.
When I learned that each of these people was a saint, I was even more shocked.
Sword Hall.
In the Sword Hall, Yan Yin not only met the second elder of Qingyun Peak, but also met the other elders.
"All elders, Master Han Qing, are back." Entering the Sword Hall, Lin Shaoyang bowed and said, "There are also the Marquis of Dingbei and his two wives."
Everyone was discussing the matter. When they saw Yan Yinxia Hanqing and the others coming in, they all stood up to greet them.
After some politeness, everyone invited Yan Yin and the others to sit down. Then they said, "I don't know what happened to Dingbei Hou this time."
Yan Yin said, "I came this time. One is to discuss the matter of Qingyun Peak with Sect Xiao. And I want to take someone to go to Northern Xinjiang with me."
The second elder of Qingyun Peak pondered and said, "President Xiao is practicing seclusion at this time to seek a breakthrough to the fifth level of the Spirit Saint. As for the Marquis of Dingbei, he said he wanted to take someone away. I don't know who it was."
"Fang Xue. The daughter of Nangong Jian, the King of Zhennan, and the disciple of the leader Xiao." Yan Yin said, "I don't know if it is possible."
The second elder Qingyun Peak and several other elders looked at each other. Then he looked at Yan Yin and said, "I'm afraid this won't work. The snowman in the sword tomb is still in the sword tomb. Even if Dingbei Hou wanted to pick him up, no one could pick him up."
Xia Hanqing said, "It's okay. We can enter the sword tomb and pick her up."
"Enter the sword tomb." The second elder of Qingyun Peak frowned and said, "Han Qing. You should know where the sword tomb is. I'm afraid this won't work."
"There is nothing wrong." Xia Hanqing said, "I am the head of the Shu Xiu lineage. Now Sect Xiao is practicing in seclusion. I have the right to temporarily take charge of Qingyun Peak affairs."
"This..." Everyone looked at each other with hesitant expressions.
Indeed, although Xia Hanqing didn't care much about Qingyun Peak's affairs. After all, he was the head of the Qingyun Peak's Technique Cultivation lineage. At this critical moment, if he wanted to temporarily take care of Qingyun Peak's affairs, these people really had nothing to do. It's easy to say.
"All elders, Master Han Qing, is already the Spiritual Saint." Lin Shaoyang, who was beside him, said, "And, the Marquis of Dingbei is already the Martial Saint."
"What." Everyone was shocked and carefully examined their strength.
Although they are all elders of Qingyun Peak, their strength is only the Spirit King. From this point of view, there has been a fault in the masters in Qingyun Peak.
There are thousands of disciples in a large sect like Qingyun Peak, but there are not many masters.
Apart from Xiao Chenzi and Xia Hanqing, there are not many spiritual saints on Qingyun Peak.
What Qingyun Peak relies on is nothing more than the ancient sword in the sword tomb. Without the sword tomb, Qingyun Peak could not tremble the southern border.
"Martial Saint." Everyone looked at Yan Yin in horror. They knew what a Martial Saint means.
"Qingchen is a first-level master of the Spirit Saint. Qing'er is also a martial saint." The Fire God flew to Xia Hanqing's shoulders and looked at the elders and said, "You don't think about it. If you don't have the strength, will we come to Qingyun Peak."
"The God of Fire. Don't talk nonsense." Ye Qingchen rebuked.
He looked at Ye Qingchen and Lin Qing'er. Although everyone had never seen them much, he had some understanding of them because of Yan Yin.
The two people who heard about it now were one of the first-level masters of the Spirit Saint and the other was also the Martial Saint. They were shocked.
Everyone looked at each other and then looked at Yan Yin and said, "We are allowed to discuss this matter. Please rest on Qingyun Peak for one night. After we discuss, we will give you a reply."
Yan Yin knew that this was too anxious. He spoke, "Yeah. OK."
Under Lin Shaoyang's arrangement, everyone lived on Qingyun Peak.
It's night.
The nights on Qingyun Peak are very cold. Because they live on the mountains, the strong wind can sweep by without any obstacles.
Before, there was a large formation to protect it. However, since the Mountain Protection Sword Formation was activated, the formations that protected Qingyun Peak were all removed, so that the cold wind could blow in without any obstruction.
In the room, Ye Qingchen was practicing, while Lin Qing'er was having fun with the Fire God.
"Where is the Wind God." Yan Yin looked at the Fire God who said this to Lin Qing'er. He asked, "Since entering Qingyun Peak, I didn't seem to see it."
The Vulcan said, "I don't know either. It ran away as soon as it came in."
Inside the sword tomb.
A girl in white-clothed Shengxue was holding a long sword in her hand and constantly responding to the various long swords that were attacking her from all directions.
Some of these long swords have become rusty, some have broken, and some even have only one hilt left.
But even so, every sword will exert extremely sharp sword energy. If you are not careful, you will definitely be injured.
He was striking towards such a sword from all directions and kept hitting the woman in white.
Although there are many ancient swords around, the girl seems to be dealing with them easily.
I don’t know how long it took to fight. The girl’s long sword was retracted and pointed and slashed forward like a sword.
“Moo…”
With a soft cry, a white shadow appeared in the woman's eyes.
"Hmm." Looking at the white shadow appearing in front of him, the girl brows gently said, "How can a white horse appear in this sword tomb?"
The one who appeared in front of the girl was Feng Shen.
Since it entered Qingyun Peak, it has discovered this strange place in Jianzhong.
The dragon horse can be free to enter and exit the sword tomb without fear of any seal.
At this time, the ancient swords around who had originally attacked the girl pointed their targets at Feng Shen, and they looked like they were killing all the swords together.
"Stop." The girl reached out and shouted loudly, "The swords returned to her position."
Only a sound of swords sounded. Then all the ancient swords turned into a stream of light and sank into the soil.
I took it to my eyes and saw ancient swords stuck on many mounds around me.
Some have rust, some have broken, some have been completely sank into the soil, and some have been inserted into the soil in a diagonal manner.
At first glance, I feel very lonely, sad and silent.
Sword Tomb. Apart from swords, there is only sword.
Looking at Feng Shen, the girl with a confusion, said, "How could you appear here?"
"Moo..." Feng Shen shouted lightly and looked at the girl's back.
Turning around, I saw three swords appearing behind the girl at some point.
The whole handful of it is already rusty. It looks rusty and very ugly.
One is dark black. There are also many rust on the body of the sword. However, this sword looks very wide and huge.
The other one is a blood-red broken sword.
Each of these three swords stood quietly in the air.
"Disciple Fang Xue. Meet the three sword ancestors." Seeing these three swords, the woman hurriedly bowed.
The woman is Fang Xue.
His skin is as white as snow. Although his beautiful and delicate face is a little frosty, it cannot hide his peerless charm.
After practicing in the sword tomb for so many years, Fang Xue's strength has reached the second level of the Spirit Saint.
What's even more rare is that she is also a martial saint.
Yes. Like Yan Yin, Fang Xue is also a dual spiritual martial arts practitioner.
When she was in Southern Academy, she was a powerful warrior. Although she later joined Qingyun Peak, she still did not leave the martial arts cultivator.
Bingxue is as smart as her. Not only did she quickly learn all the sword techniques on Qingyun Peak under the guidance of Mu Yunxuan, but she also gained the inheritance of Mu Yunxuan and learned the supreme sword techniques he taught.
Inside the sword tomb, she is accompanied by countless burial swords in the sword tomb every day. She practices hard and learns sword skills, which makes her strength improve by leaps and bounds.
However, when she stood in front of these three swords, she seemed very nervous.
The three swords made a trembling sound. Then they flashed around the Wind God in an instant and surrounded it.
Seeing this, the woman hurriedly said, "Please wait, the three sword ancestors. Since this beast can enter the sword tomb without any injury, it can be seen that it is magical. Fang Xue is missing a companion. Can she give her disciples a companion?"
Three swords sounded together. Three sword energy penetrated the body and sank into Feng Shen's body.
Feng Shen obviously knew the power of these three swords. He did not choose to escape or resist. Instead, he stood there quietly and did not dare to move.
After the three sword energy entered Feng Shen's body, they then came out of its body and returned to their own sword bodies.
Another trembling body was trembling. The three long swords turned into three streams of light and disappeared. Then they disappeared.
Seeing this, Fang Xue was relieved.
Walking to Feng Shen, Fang Xue whispered, "That is the swords of the three ancestors of this sect. It is the sword ancestor in this sword tomb. Fortunately, they are just coming out. If another sword comes out, then you are in danger. .”
“Moo…”
Feng Shen screamed lightly, and took a step back as he seemed a little nervous. He looked behind Fang Xue.
It seemed that he had thought of something. Fang Xue hurriedly turned around and saw a sword flying from afar.
This sword has no sword body. It only has one hilt.
Even if it is just a hilt, it looks a bit decay.
Although this sword has no sword body, it has an invisible sword body composed of sword energy.
When this sword appeared, all the ancient swords inserted in the soil around the radius trembled.
The sword sounded like a minister seemed to contain the fear of the monarch.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a little solemn.
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