Wan Jian came to drive Wan Jian, like a god descending, fighting fiercely in the immortal hill, and the sword-pointing Buddha behind him was also extremely sharp. Thousand swords fired together, turning everything around into a sea of swords! Such a dense attack is really unbelievable.
I know how Ye Yunqiu can resist. Apex 23S.
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However, my worries were obviously unnecessary. Ye Yunqiu's sword intention turned from sadness to clarity. This seemed to be his original appearance. In the sword realm, the dragon gate towered like a cloud, but he was carrying the sword alone on it.
Regardless of the flying speed of his opponent's swords, he is not afraid of any surging murderous intent. He just cares about his own sword-fighting and singing sword songs in the air. That kind of isolated sword-wielding emotion seems to be as deep as the love of the sea!
Boom!
The sea of swords and the sea of love converged, and the impact of the impact shattered the sword realms of both parties. It was so powerful that I could only retreat again and again, but I did not rule out the idea of helping. After all, Ye Yunqiu was mine.
My friend, I must not let him be killed by the bandit Wan Jianlai in my eyes.
Boom!
Ye Yunqiu's Love Silk Sword Sea came down from top to bottom like a waterfall, destroying everything like an avalanche! But Wan Jian Lai's Wan Jian Fei Speed came from bottom to top, and the impact also broke the first wave of snow into several branches.
And if the force of castration continues unabated, Ruoru will soon reach Ye Yunqiu and annihilate him!
I glanced at the three brothers. The boss immediately nodded understandingly and explained to the second and third brothers how they were going to attack. As for Nunu, he deliberately wanted to place a thunderstorm on Wan Jianlai's retreat. After giving me a look
After shaking her head repeatedly, she pouted and gave up the attack.
There was another huge shock. The sword sea from Ten Thousand Swords was bombarded by the Sorrowful Wind Divine Sword, covering the whole world. Even I couldn’t help feeling how powerful these Ten Thousand Swords were. In Tiannan, if it weren’t for us,
The top swordsmen from the five worlds may not be able to compare with him!
But on the towering dragon gate, thousands of sword energies like love threads are constantly working hard to bombard downwards. The terrifying confluence of hundreds of rivers has never been like a tourist attraction. When rushing down, thousands of swords are coming.
He could only grit his teeth and endure this intensive attack, but soon, his whole body was covered with bloody gashes, which was ferocious and scary!
He had already been severely injured. The Six Paths Divine Sword took away one of his souls. No matter how unimportant the soul was, it was still indispensable. Moreover, during this period of time, he had been staying in this ghost place. Even if he wanted to recover,
Regenerating a soul is not easy! It also takes a long time.
Coupled with several consecutive fierce battles, it was already the end of the force at this time. An impact of the same force to Ye Yunqiu this time might be a fatal injury.
However, he is Wan Jianlai, but he is not an honest and serious Taoist. If he loses, he will also run away!
After Wan Jianlai beat his son until he was covered in blood, he snorted angrily and ran away to the outside without looking back. I had known that this scene would happen, so I immediately said: "Stop him! Don't let him escape!"
"Hmph, boy Xia, if you dare to provoke me, I will immediately destroy the ghost stone and let the innate ghost energy escape into the vast Linye Kingdom! Without it, I see how you can save Linye Kingdom!" Wan Jianlai
But he completely grasped my weakness and had no intention of letting me irritate him.
"Lord! What should I do?!" The boss was now in a dilemma.
I glanced at Ye Yunqiu, who was flying down from the dragon gate with the sea of love, and said, "Brother Ye, what do you think?"
Ye Yunqiu was also covered in blood, but he was in the ninth calamity. After spending a lot of energy to recover from the wound, he was no longer affected. This is like a young man and an old man being stabbed each. After one stab, the young man can still rely on him.
A strong person can stand firm, but this may not be possible for the elderly, so as the saying goes: Only when you stand firm can you have output.
"He can't escape! Brother Xia, I will help you get the ghost stone!" Ye Yunqiu said, catching up quickly.
"Well, be careful." I sighed and could only follow behind.
Ye Yunqiu is extremely fast, but Wan Jianlai is not an ordinary swordsman. Behind him are auxiliary spiritual treasures such as the Sword-Fingering Buddha. When we were chasing, he kept releasing sword energy. I was sitting on the Violent Blood Lotus and was not affected by it.
After all, Liantai's defense ability is superior, so this harassment attack is of no use to me.
But Ye Yunqiu was not that sexy. When he was chasing ahead, he was hit several times by the Sword-Fingering Buddha's attacks, and there were bloody wounds everywhere on his body. The energy consumption was definitely not small!
"The ancient country is empty and the red bird is flying, burning all over the heavenly city but not returning. The sword pot is tilted from the top of the dragon gate, and thousands of swords are coming at the speed of light! Wanjiandao! Thousands of swords are coming!" Ye Yunqiu will not sit still and wait for death. While pursuing, the sword skills are also
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Hearing his son reciting the sword song, Wan Jianlai was very angry and said: "I have raised you for so many years, but I never thought that you would really become this patricide. Let me see how you can gain a foothold in Wanjianmen in the future.
! Could it be that he is using the power of patricide to frighten his disciples?"
"Wan Jian Lai, you can rest assured. After I kill you and bear the charge of patricide, I will resign as the head of Wan Jian Sect. I will also no longer stay in Wan Jian Sect. I will return to the place where you committed evil.
I will come to your door in person to plead guilty for you and comfort my mother’s spirit in heaven.” Ye Yunqiu said without hesitation.
"The traitor is arrogant! Qingshan Zaiyue will arrive at any time, watch the tide in the fairy pavilion and climb up with the sword, walk around the water lotus heart and lead to the secluded path, wander around the dim road and turn to the golden immortal! Wan Jianlai! The sword enters the golden immortal!" Wan Jianlai snorted in disgust, and then turned aside
While running away, he also responded to his son with sword songs!
The two swordsmen chased each other, but they still fought to the death. I couldn't intervene. If it weren't for the fact that the ghost stone is far more important than the Six Paths Divine Sword now, I would not want to continue watching. The son kills the father. I
I've seen it once and don't want to see it again!
After reciting the sword formula, green mountains and white clouds appeared in front of Wan Jianlai, but the Immortal Pavilion and Tongyou Path were not on Ye Yunqiu's side, but in the direction of his escape. I already knew that he had forced his son into a desperate situation, otherwise he would have
Rather than using sword songs to fight and escape at the same time, I never expected that a generation of famous swordsmen would fall into such a situation.
But Ye Yunqiu didn't hesitate at all. The long sword of love was pointed directly at his father, and with red bird wings on his back, he quickly chased forward. The sword pot behind him seemed to be torn down by him, and thousands of swords poured down from the ceiling.
It attacked, jumped over him with a whoosh, and chased Wan Jian away!
After all, Wan Jianlai was in a desperate situation, and it was impossible to defeat his son. When he turned into a golden light and was about to board the Cloud Pavilion, he finally couldn't resist it and was hit by several swords. He staggered and was struck by thousands of swords.
He passed by and stabbed him into a bloody hole, and a generation of sword immortals died just like that!
The virtual body of Wan Jian Lai has been beaten out by thousands of swords, but it is still unbearable in the countless sword energy. The virtual body is attacked by Yuanli sword energy again and again. No matter how fast it flies, it cannot continue to resist.
Seeing that Ye Yunqiu was about to kill his father, I felt inexplicably sad in my heart. I took out a soul urn and said, "Since I want to leave Wanjianmen and return to the place where your mother used to be, why not seal him with this soul urn?"
, no matter what it is when the time comes, those who deserve to be killed will be killed again, and those who deserve to be relieved, still need to be relieved."
Ye Yunqiu shook his head and tears fell from his eyes: "Brother, he is the only one who is not worthy."
"That won't let your hands be stained with a lifetime of sins." After I finished speaking, I chanted a few spells with the only hand that could move, and the lotus platform quickly rushed to the vicinity of Wan Jianlai's incorporeal body.
After using the spirit absorbing method, a trace of the remaining soul from Wan Jian Lai that was supposed to be destroyed by the Thousand Swords was put into the soul jar and sealed by me.
I stuffed the sieve of the soul urn into the mouth of the urn, took a look at it, and threw it to Ye Yunqiu: "Take it, even if it is to discuss the crime, take it to the other side to discuss it. If you kill him, it will be an advantage for him, isn't it?
What?"
Ye Yunqiu took the bag and said, "Maybe, then it's up to you."
I looked at the place where Wan Jianlai's Taoist body was disillusioned, and found that the Love Silk Sword had been entangled, and I caught the two super treasures of Beifeng Shenjian and Finger Sword Buddha that were trying to escape. All living things can understand their owners.
He thought that this sword was no less powerful than Jiu Ge. The two treasures lost the control of Wan Jianlai. How could they be as powerful as this love silk? So they were tied up tightly and waited for Ye Yunqiu to deal with it.
