Seven sword light, sword dust-free and others appeared in front of Yang Ye.

Gu Zhenren and others are on guard. Xuanqi has been running and ready to move at any time. Because around them, there are seventeen saints in the cloud sky temple!

"Let's go!" The sword has no dust road.

Yang Ye gets up and kisses an Nanjing's forehead, and then goes to the building qianxiao. Seeing this scene, Jian Wuchen and other people's eyelids jump. If Yang Ye kills Lou qianxiao now, no one in the field can get out of the Yunxiao city.

A sword was across Lou qianxiao's neck. Yang Ye looked up at the old man with white hair in the air and said, "let me go from gujianzhai. You must say no, I'll let you send the black haired man to the white haired man!"

The old man with white hair looked at Yang Ye for a long time and then said, "for thousands of years, you are the second person who dares to threaten me."

The light of the sword crossed.

Hiss!

The other leg of Lou qianxiao is also separated from the body!

In the field, everyone was shocked. Yang Ye is really a madman!

Yang Ye looked at the old man with white hair and said, "let them go. What you don't understand, do you want me to say it again?"

The old man with white hair looked at Yang Ye for a long time. Then he waved his hand slightly. Suddenly, the saints who surrounded Yang Ye and others retreated.

"They can go!" The old man with white hair said.

Yang Ye looked at the sword and said, "please take them back to the ancient sword studio!"

"Come with us!" The sword has no dust road.

Yang Ye shook his head and said, "that way, none of us can go." If you take the floor qianxiao to walk, the people in the Yunxiao temple will never allow it. They are not so stupid.

"I'll stay!" Guzhen people said in a deep voice.

Yang Ye shook his head again and said, "with all my strength, the saints can't catch up with me. Dust free master, old master, don't waste time here. You go first. I'm Yang Ye. I won't die so early. "

Jian Wuchen took a deep look at Yang Ye. At last, he nodded and said, "come back alive. As long as you go back to the ancient sword studio, the Yunxiao temple can't kill you. Because in gujianzhai, we can communicate with our ancestors and let them come. So come back, understand? "

Yang Ye nodded, then bent his fingers and flicked. A lucky fruit fell in front of an Nanjing in the wheelchair and said, "wait for me to come back!"

An Nanjing gently blows, that piece of fortune fruit flies back to the front of the poplar leaf and says, "come back to me."

Yang Ye took a deep breath, then grinned and said, "sure!"

"Let's go!"

With a wave of his right hand, the light of the sword shrouds the people. At the next moment, jianwuchen and others disappear in the same place.

"They're gone!" The old man with white hair said.

"Some people once told me that I, Yang Ye, are brave and resourceless, do not understand tolerance, do not know how to take a step back, and how to take care of the overall situation. To put it bluntly, I Yang Ye is a erlengzi, a erlengzi who will ignore the consequences as long as I feel cool. Many people say that this is a defect, and many times, I also think it is a defect, which needs to be improved. " Yang ye went to Lou qianxiao, then looked up at the old man with white hair and said, "do you think I should change it?"

"Kill him, you will die!" The old man with white hair looked directly at Yang Ye and said, "do you want to change it?"

"Poplar leaf!"

At this time, the green robed old man in the distance suddenly cried out: "Lou qianxiao is the descendant of our Huan sect. If you dare to kill him, I will let you all die."

"Joyous school?"

Yang Ye chuckled and laughed. At the next moment, he suddenly looked ferocious and said, "why should we change it? If you are born a man, you should have ten times of gratitude and a hundred times of revenge; if you are a man, you should not be satisfied with your idea and your blood will be splashed thousands of miles; if you are a man, you should do it when it is time to kill, and kill when it is time to kill! "

The sound fell, and a sword light passed.

Hiss!

Lou qianxiao's head took a blood column and threw it out. In the air, a sword light shot through, and the Lou qianxiao head exploded directly.

"Bury the sky!"

At this time, Yang Ye roared in the field.

Boom!

A column of blood rose from the sky. In an instant, the whole sky was red with blood, just like the end of the world.

"Chop!"

Yang Ye's voice rang out again. A curtain of blood flashed through the scene and screamed. People looked at it and saw a saint's body directly burst apart in the cloud sky temple, and countless blood poured into the blood sword in Yang Ye's hand.

Cut the saint with one sword!

Everyone petrified!

"You want to die!"

On one side, the green robed old man saw Yang Ye ignore him, and killed Lou qianxiao. Then he was angry and shot at Yang Ye.

This time, Yang Ye is not talking. Because at this time, his whole body has become blood red. As before, he had red blood on his left and right eyes and a clear and bright right eye.

Half awake, half mad!

Feel that the green robe old man attacked, Yang Ye's face emerged ferocious color, the Blood Sword inserted into the ancient sheath, and then suddenly pulled out!A hundred times of superposed sky cutting and sword pulling!

Blessing the sword skill of cutting heaven and pulling out sword with the meaning of sword and killing in nothingness!

Hum!

In the distance, the old man in the green robe was terrified. Suddenly, numerous pink airstream burst out of his body, which blasted the bloody sword Qi of Yang Ye.

Boom!

With a loud noise, the pink air of the old man in the green robe broke into pieces. Then, in a scream, the old man in the green robe did not know where to fly.

A sword repels the old man in green robe. Yang Ye waves his right hand. The puppets of the shadow saints rush towards those saints in the Yunxiao temple. Soon, the puppets of the shadow saints and the saints of the Yunxiao Temple enter the void.

"Kill!"

In the field, numerous mysterious people of the cloud temple rushed towards Yang Ye, but unfortunately, none of them could resist Yang Ye's sword. On the contrary, some weak xuanists of Yunxiao temple, under the influence of Yang Ye's nihilistic intention, began to attack their own people.

Chaos in the field!

Yang Ye looked up at the old man with white hair. His face was struggling. For a long time, he suddenly opened his mouth and said, "it's you, the old dog, who abandoned the hands and channels of an Nanjing, right?"

With that, he directly cut out a sword, and a bloody sword passed across the sky and shot at the old man with white hair. However, in front of him, the terror disappeared.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the demon fox king and the demon lion king suddenly shrunk violently. They looked at each other with a look of shock and horror.

In addition to shock and shock, there is also a thick incredible!

For a long time, he opened his eyes, looked down at the poplar leaves and said, "originally I wanted to leave the world quietly, but it seems that I can't do it. Qianxiao is dead, I have nothing to worry about. I swear today that I will kill all the people in your ancient sword studio and your Yunhai academy, everyone

The voice fell, and the old man with white hair took a picture. Then, in the eyes of all the people, the poplar leaves directly flew out from below, which flew thousands of feet, and finally stopped after hitting a building.

However, at the next moment, a bloody sword came into the sky and shot at the old man with white hair!

"The power of ants!"

The old man with white hair waved his right hand gently, and the bloody sword Qi of Yang ye turned into nothingness directly!

The old man was about to start. At this time, a sword light came from the sky. The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he clapped it out. The sword light broke into pieces and then turned into nothingness!

The light of the sword is broken, the sword is clean, and the ancient immortal appears in the field.

The old man with white hair took a look at them and said in a cold voice, "do you want to die?"

"Two elders!"

At this time, Yang Ye appeared beside Jian Wuchen and the ancient immortal and said, "you, how did you come back?" At this time, although he was eroded by the intention of killing, he was OK and somewhat rational.

Jian Wuchen looked at the old man with white hair for a long time, and then looked at Yang Ye. At this time, the skin of Yang ye had split and the blood was constantly overflowing. Finally, he was inhaled by the blood sword in his hand.

Jian Wuchen and the ancient immortal looked at each other with incomparable solemnity in their eyes.

Jian Wuchen said in a deep voice, "you are not his opponent. Go back to the ancient sword studio!"

"Go back now! "Guzhen said in a deep voice.

"Go back?"

The old man with white hair took a step forward. In an instant, the whole space twisted, "today, none of you want to go!"

"Lou qianyun, enter the void war?"

The sword is dust-free and steps forward, and the sword spirit soars to the sky!

"Void? No, it won't be so much trouble! "

The white haired old man's right hand looks towards him, a giant hand tears out from the space in front of him, and then grabs at the ancient immortal and the sword Wuchen!

Hum!

Jian Wuchen and Gu Zhenren both took decisive action, and countless sword lights burst out of their bodies. However, the next moment, those sword lights suddenly stopped at the same place and were silent for a moment, and those sword lights turned into nothingness!

All the people are stupefied, including sword dust-free and ancient immortal!

Boom!

With a loud noise, Jian Wuchen and Gu Zhenren flew out directly, and finally fell into the ground in the distance!

Defeat two saints with one blow!

These two saints are not ordinary saints. Their swords are dust-free, but they are called the first sword in the southern world!

On one side, Yang Ye's heart is also full of waves. The strength of Jian Wuchen and Gu Zhenren is not comparable to that of ordinary saints. However, two people even this building thousand cloud a blow to defeat!

"Emperor... Rank!"

At this time, the voice of sword Wuchen was heard in the distance!

The sound fell down and the sword was dust-free. The whole man turned into a sword light and shot out. This time, there was a burning flame around his body!

Burn your soul!

"Yang Ye, when you entered my gujianzhai, you said that if gujianzhai did not fail you, you would not. You should always remember that!"The sound of the sword is falling!

Boom!

There was a tremendous noise in the field, and then a torrential weather wave with countless sword light spread around.

All of us are terrified!

However, the next moment, time seems to freeze, and then, those waves and sword light disappeared in an instant! What disappeared is not only the air waves and sword light, but also the dust-free sword!

"The power of ants!"

With a wave of Lou qianyun's right hand, the ancient Zhenren on one side was photographed flying nearly ten thousand feet, and finally fell on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Lou qianyun went to Yang Ye and said, "I suppress the realm. I want to wait for qianxiao to become famous in Qingzhou. Unfortunately, he is dead. It doesn't matter. I'll let you and all the people who have relations with you to accompany him

Floor qianyun sound down, right hand a probe, poplar leaves around the space directly solidified!

"I haven't seen you for several years. Once we meet, you still feel uneasy as before."

Just then, a woman's voice suddenly appeared in the field.

Boom!

The space around the poplar leaves crumbled!

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