Yun Daoli couldn't help but look sideways, looking at Qiao Xinyu, a strange look appeared on his face under the evil ghost mask.
Thirteen Black Sky Swords...
This little girl really dares to think.
But Yun Daoli didn't say anything.
In any case, Yun Daoli is also Qiao Xinyu's senior.
"Do you know what the thirteen black sky knives mean?"
Ye Xuan watched Master Huaitian retreat steadily under the hands of Ancestor Qiankun, and said to Qiao Xinyu and Yun Daoli with a smile.
Yun Daoli nodded solemnly.
Qiao Xinyu's eyes were filled with enthusiasm.
"Xiaobai only has nine Black Sky Swords so far."
Ye Xuan smiled.
The terrifying battle between Master Huaitian and Ancestor Qiankun seemed to have nothing to do with them.
"But the "Black Sky Sword" says that thirteen Black Sky Swords are the ultimate?" Qiao Xinyu blinked, with doubts in her beautiful eyes.
"That's right." Ye Xuan nodded slightly and said softly: "Xiao Bai only has nine Black Sky Swords because he has not yet reached the peak."
"From ancient times to the present, has anyone ever reached the top?" Qiao Xinyu asked curiously.
"Yes." Ye Xuan stretched out a finger and said slowly: "When the Niqiu lineage was founded, the first ruthless person in the Black Sword Sect was the only one who condensed the thirteen Black Sky Swords.
people."
When the Niqiu lineage was founded, there were only thirteen people.
Back then, they were known as the Thirteen Ruthless Men of the Niqiu lineage.
He is also Ye Xuan's direct subordinate in the true sense.
Each of these thirteen ruthless people is a being with super terrifying strength.
They all work under Ye Xuan.
It was also them, under Ye Xuan's orders, who created the thirteen major factions of Niqiu.
Black Blade Sect, as one of the thirteen factions, is also a major faction that attacks foreign countries and has extremely high requirements for combat power.
That ruthless man passed down the "Black Sky Sword" as the foundation of the Black Sword Sect.
It's a pity that no one can condense the thirteen Black Sky Swords except him.
"That adult..."
At this moment, whether it was Yun Daoli from the Void Sect or Qiao Xinyu from the Black Sword Sect, both had a look of awe on their expressions.
No one in the Niqiu lineage disrespects the thirteen original leaders.
The level of respect for these thirteen leaders is no less than the level of respect for Ye Xuan.
Because for them, the Night Emperor is a belief, and the thirteen leaders are the people who created the glorious line of Niqiu, and are closer to them.
"Xinyu, you are the first person to find me. I am very optimistic about you in the future."
Ye Xuan looked at Qiao Xinyu, smiled slightly, and said softly.
As soon as he said this, Yun Daoli couldn't help but cast an envious look.
How exciting it is to be appreciated by Emperor Ye.
It is simply a blessing that has been cultivated in eight lifetimes.
Two blushes suddenly 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 solemnly said: "I will live up to Ye Emperor's expectations!"
"Yeah." 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 considered a veteran.
Ye Xuan could tell that Qiao Xinyu was about to condense his second Black Sky Sword.
However, Ye Xuan had no intention of helping Qiao Xinyu.
It is Qiao Xinyu who is harmed by overthrowing the seedlings and encouraging them to grow.
The current realm barrier is nothing to Qiao Xinyu.
As long as she is given a little more time, she will be able to condense the second Black Sky Sword.
If Qiao Xinyu is now the eighth Black Sky Sword and is about to condense the ninth one, but there is nothing he can do, Ye Xuan can consider helping.
There was no need for this at all before.
Qiao Xinyu then stood up and stood behind Ye Xuan, her pretty face red.
And at the same time.
The battle between Ancestor Qiankun and Master Huaitian has come to an end.
After a brief resistance, Master Huaitian was no longer the opponent of Ancestor Qiankun. He wanted to break out, but was suppressed by the Qiankun God Realm of Ancestor Qiankun. He was trapped in it and could not escape. In the end, he was beaten by Ancestor Qiankun.
He was vomiting blood continuously.
If he hadn't been a monk, he would have been beaten to the point of kneeling down and begging for mercy.
Master Huai Tian found out that he was wrong, these people were simply outrageous!
Not to mention the Qiankun Patriarch he was fighting with, he was just an old monster.
And the other three people.
What the hell.
In such a huge battle, you guys are actually bragging about it?
When he thought of this, Master Huaitian spurted out another mouthful of blood.
Of course, I'm not angry.
I really can't stand it.
He was severely injured internally by the ancestor of Qiankun.
"Little bald head, you can't stand it now? Ancestor, I haven't exerted my strength yet." Ancestor Qiankun said with a smile.
Master Huaitian was so angry that he directly threw the alms bowl in his hand to Patriarch Qiankun.
Of course, Master Huai Tian is not out of his mind due to his anger.
After the alms bowl flew towards Ancestor Qiankun, Master Huaitian made a Buddha seal.
Buzz————
In an instant, the alms bowl covered the sky and the sun, and covered the ancestor Qiankun.
"You still want to block me, ancestor, with this thing? I'm afraid you don't know how to live or die."
The ancestor of Qiankun screamed strangely, and his whole body directly manifested the body of the Qiankun Pot. The small Qiankun Pot was filled with Qiankun, and it spurted out streams of the purest power towards the alms bowl.
boom!
After the purest collision, the bowl made a vibrating sound, and then the brilliance 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 alms bowl was blown to pieces, and all the essence inside was stolen by Qiankun Patriarch.
Ancestor Qiankun once again transformed into a human form, patted his belly and said with a smile: "I haven't eaten for a long time. Speaking of which, the Zen staff in your hand is not bad. Let's try it."
After speaking, he took a shot with his big hand, and the Zen staff in Master Huaitian's hand suddenly trembled.
Master Huai Tian's expression changed drastically. He held the Zen staff with both hands and suppressed the restlessness.
"Little bald man, don't worry so much about things outside of you."
Patriarch Qiankun suddenly appeared in front of Master Huaitian, grabbed the Zen staff and said with a smile.
Master Huaitian's face turned pale, and he twisted the Zen staff with both hands.
However, the Zen staff did not move at all.
Master Huai Tian was in despair and felt sad: "The poor monk is going to die!"
Patriarch Qiankun slapped Master Huaitian on his bald head, shocking his soul to the point of fainting.
Patriarch Qiankun snatched the Zen staff, consumed the divine power of the thing in a few strokes, and then threw the Zen staff aside.
After doing this, Patriarch Qiankun carried Master Huaitian and flew him to Ye Xuan, threw him to the ground and said, "Master, what should I do with this person?"
Ye Xuan did not look at the ancestor of Qiankun, but looked in another direction and said softly: "Daoli and Xinyu will go to the east and south to help. This battle does not need to last too long. I still have something to do with the Holy Master of the Ji family."
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"Let this person consider it as a meeting gift for him."