Heavenly Monarch of All Times

After a long time, above the sky, two figures like a giant sword, moved.

"Yan Lingyun, you are not the opponent that Qin Qiuhan identified, and I did not let me down." Qin Qiuhan first spoke, although his eyes are still low and cold, but also contains a trace of respect.

"Qin Qiuhan, you are also very powerful. If this world is gone, I am afraid I will feel lonely." Yan Lingyun's mouth twitched, faintly responded.

He and Qin Qiuhan, one is the holy in the sword, one is the magic in the sword.

Although the two are different in nature, different in position, and even hostile, they do understand each other best.

Sometimes, the communication between the sword and the sword is more common than the usual communication.

Simple, Yan Lingyun and Qin Qiuhan are both enemies and confidants!

Nie looked at the two people in the sky, smiled a little, said: "These two people are really interesting. I just killed the other side just now, but now I am sorry."

"Yan Lingyun, frankly, you and my strength, between the bosses, but I Qin Qiuhan, this must be a high with you." At this time, Qin Qiuhan once again opened, a pair of eyes with a cold light.

"Qin Qiuhan, do you want to fight again?" Yan Lingyun stunned, of course, will not back down, directly said: "If you want to fight, I will accompany the end!"

"I want to fight, but it is not a battle between you and me." Qin Qiuhan smiled and looked surprised and shouted: "Reverse!"

The sound fell, and then a figure appeared, like a sword mans, is too late to blink, directly to Qin Qiuhan's side.

This is a black sword swordman, a sword eyebrow star, a five-pointed handsome, very angular.

He is very young and looks like he is only in his twenties. The actual age should be around Chitose.

Chitose is really young for the sacred warrior.

However, his strength is very amazing. It turned out to be the highest level of the gods, and the swordsmanship of the mysterious body is obviously a very terrible sword.

"Teacher." The black-sworded sword shook his head toward Qin Qiuhan and shouted respectfully.

Qin Qiuhan nodded, and then looked at Yan Lingyun, his eyes were extremely provocative, said: "Yan Lingyun, this is my disciple, Yin counter."

"Reversely saw Lingyun Jiansheng." Immediately, Yin reversed Yan Lingyun's faint smile, although the tone was respectful, but there was no move, not a whole body, but stood there very calmly.

This attitude is too much for the martial arts predecessors like Yan Lingyun.

"Qin Qiuhan, you did receive a good disciple, amazing, and amazing strength." Yan Lingyun did not care about the Yin counter attitude, but looked at Qin Qiuhan, faintly said: "You suddenly shouted out your disciple, really want to What are you doing?"

Qin Qiuhan's mouth twitched a strange arc, saying: "Yan Lingyun, because of your existence, I can't be the first sword of the frozen relics. Since I can't be the first swordsman, then I have to let my disciples become the first A sword."

"You can't tell the difference between you and me, let our disciples fight for the war. With the victory and defeat of the disciples, we will decide between us, who is the first, who is the second, how?"

At the end, Qin Qiu looked coldly at Yan Lingyun, and the provocative meaning in his eyes was even stronger.

"Well?" Yan Lingyun heard the words of Qin Qiuhan, could not help but frown, his face gloomy.

The world of martial arts, the most important teacher and apprentice.

Even in many cases, the masters and apprentices still win over fathers and sons.

It is not uncommon for a disciple to take part in a war, but it is not uncommon.

Yan Lingyun did not think that Qin Qiuhan suddenly had such a move.

In fact, Qin Qiuhan’s right, they are really difficult to decide the outcome.

Let the disciple become a battle for the war. It is a law of victory and defeat.

But unfortunately, Yan Lingyun only received a disciple in his life, that is, the big brother of Feng Chi, sealed.

It is a pity that the seal is not at this time.

However, Yan Lingyun himself knows that even if it is sealed, it is not the opponent of Yin Yin.

The Fu and the strength of the seal are considered to be the level, but compared with Yin, it seems to be a lot worse.

Yin Ruo’s Kendo Fu, looking at the entire remains of the ice, is definitely a rare phenomenon.

The people below heard the words of Qin Qiuhan and talked about them.

"The disciple of the disciple is indeed a good way to fight, but the disciple of Lingyun Juggernaut may not be around."

"The disciple who has no swordsman, the sword is very strong. At first glance, it is the top swordsman. Even if the disciples of Lingyun Jiansheng are here, I am afraid I will lose."

"Without my sword, I’ve obviously thought about it for a long time, just waiting for this moment. It’s mean!”

The voice of the crowd was introduced into the ears of Qin Qiuhan, but it did not affect his emotions at all.

He wants the name of the first swordsman, he wants to hear from the mouth of Yan Lingyun, as to what kind of means, he does not care.

"Yan Lingyun, don't you dare to fight?" Seeing Yan Lingyun's delay, Qin Qiuhan laughed and said coldly: "Or you think that your disciple is not as good as my disciple."

Yan Lingyun's face is very embarrassing, Qin Qiuhan forced him in public, this is to make him shame.

"Yan Lingyun, if your disciple does not dare to fight, you can directly admit defeat." Then, Qin Qiuhan's provocative voice sounded again, very proud of arrogance.

Yan Lingyun's brow furrowed tightly, and his face was cloudy and uncertain.

Nie saw this scene, his brow could not help but wrinkle, and his face was speechless.

Qin Qiuhan is also a figure of the Kendo master level. How to play this kind of naive trick?

"The first sword, the first sword." And on the side, the seven swordsman smiled and said: "For this name, Qin Qiuhan really painstakingly racked his brains."

"Is there a name in the district? Is it so important?" Nie Guangguang condensed and looked puzzled.

"A district name?" Seven swordsman is a glimpse, then screamed, looked at Nie incredulously, said: "Child, yours is easy. That name is the first sword! Ask, which? A swordsman does not want to be the first swordsman of the world?"

"Like Yan Lingyun and Qin Qiuhan, who are only one step away from the first place, value this name, which is beyond the ordinary people can understand."

"It is no exaggeration, if Qin Qiuhan can get the name of the first sword, the second let him die, it is estimated that he is willing!"

"········· Nie looked at the exaggeration of the seven swords, and was even more speechless.

It seems that the gap between him and these strong people is really big.

Compared with the fame of nothingness, Nie valued the interests.

If there is no actual interest, the name of the first swordsman will be given to him, and he will not want to increase his troubles. qL11

"Yan Lingyun, as far as I know, you only have one disciple, it seems to be a family member." At this time, Qin Qiuhan’s provocative voice rang again, Zhang said: "Your disciple I have seen, Jiandao Fu does not count It’s just like slag, compared with my disciples, it’s just muddy.”

"You're welcome, my disciple is an abyss, and your disciple is a muddy ditch. So you still admit defeat."

When Yan Lingyun heard Qin Qiuhan’s words, his brow wrinkled and his face looked low.

"Is it?" And at this time, a cold voice rang.

Immediately, a figure appeared in the side of Yan Lingyun.

"Well?" Nie Guangguang condensed, suddenly looked at it, his face suddenly sinking.

That figure is not someone else, it is Feng Chi!