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Nan Gongyue smiled and said: "Brother Song has good eyesight, this sword is called the Qingjiao Sword, and it is the sword used by the sword fairy Qingli!"

"God, it's actually Qingli Daoist's sword!"

Dongfang Yubai and the others were extremely shocked and amazed when they heard the words.

"Is this Qingli real person with a lot of background?" Song Yan asked with some doubts.

"I know this."

Wei Gong hurriedly said: "It is said that this Qingli real person is the most powerful sword fairy after the black and white sword fairy, and this green dragon sword is that he broke into the Sky Demon Continent and beheaded an old dragon who had passed the tribulation period. That old Jiao's horn was refined, because of this, he was hunted down by many powerful people from the Sky Demon Continent, but in the end, he managed to escape from the Sky Demon Continent!" Speaking of this, Wei Gong Suddenly, he showed doubts: "No, it is said that Master Qingli likes this Qingjiao sword very much, and will never leave his body. How could it fall into the hands of Mr. Nangong?"

"Well, you only know one thing and don't know the other!" Dongfang Yubai interjected, "Reverend Qingli is unparalleled in battle. Although he managed to escape from the Sky Demon Continent, he also suffered a lot of hidden injuries. Unexpectedly, his The dark wound has not healed yet, and the catastrophe came suddenly, if he was not injured, it would not be difficult to survive the catastrophe, so in the end, it is really regrettable that he died under the last catastrophe!"

"That's right!" Nangongyue's voice sounded again: "Reverend Qingli was knocked out of his wits by the last thunderbolt, and all the spiritual weapons and even the storage spirit ring he carried were smashed, but this Qingjiao sword is fine. Instead, it absorbed a trace of the power of tribulation thunder, and advanced from the eighth-grade spiritual sword to the ninth-grade spiritual sword. This sword was stored in the royal treasury, and was later given to my father by the empress. Unfortunately, although the grade of this sword is high, But only sword cultivators can display its true power, so after I saw Brother Song's superb swordsmanship, I went to beg my father to give it to Brother Song as a gift!"

"Gentlemen don't take away people's love, let alone this sword is too precious, Brother Nangong, you should take it back!"

Song Yan put the Qingjiao Sword back into the box and returned it to Nan Gongyue.

Seeing this, Nan Gongyue couldn't help feeling tense, pretending to be displeased and said: "Brother Song, as the so-called sword matches a hero, this sword is useless if left in my father's hands. Instead of wasting it, it's better to give it to someone like Brother Song." Only masters of swordsmanship can give full play to their strengths, if Brother Song regards me as a friend, please accept this green dragon sword!"

"This……!"

Song Yan showed hesitation.

"Brother Song, Brother Nangong also has good intentions, just accept it!" Dongfang Yubai persuaded.

"That's right, Brother Song, accept it, you don't want to disappoint Brother Nangong's kindness!" Xing Wuji, the grandson of Xing Shangshu's family, also persuaded.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Hao, the youngest son of Lu Yushi, and Zhou Po, the second son of Zhou Shilang's family, all spoke to persuade him, hoping that Song Yan would have this sword.

A good sword is also of great help to Song Yan's strength.

He had obtained the sword of the Black and White Sword Immortal before, but it was a pity that the sword fell into the hands of the Taiyi Sect in order to hide it from the Taiyi Sect. So, he was naturally very excited.

It's just that this sword was a gift from Nan Gongyue, and the other party must have asked for something for such a heavy gift, so he would refuse it.

But seeing everyone came to persuade him, he really couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to accept it, so he nodded: "In that case, then I will accept it, thank you Brother Nangong!"

"It's okay! Let's continue drinking!" Nan Gongyue waved her hands disapprovingly, as if she didn't feel bad at all and gave away a treasure.

Just as Song Yan and the others were toasting and mingling in Haitian Pavilion, a dusty spirit beast car, driven by an old servant, quietly drove into the imperial capital.

"Princess, should we go back directly to the mansion, or Haitian Pavilion?" The old servant turned around and asked the person in the car in a low voice.

Inside the car was a woman in Tsing Yi with a long sword in her arms. The woman seemed to be in her early 30s, with a cold expression, leaning against the car with her eyes closed, as if she was asleep.

Hearing the old servant's question, the woman in Tsing Yi opened her eyes, and a look of nostalgia appeared on her face: "I haven't tasted seafood in Haitian Pavilion for more than 30 years, and I miss it a lot, so let's go to Haitian Pavilion! "

"Yes, we haven't returned to the imperial capital for more than 30 years!"

The old servant sighed softly, and drove the spirit beast car straight to Haitian Pavilion.

Half an hour later, the spirit beast car resisted Haitian Pavilion.

The old servant opened the car door thoughtfully, and the woman in Tsing Yi got out of the car with her sword in her arms, and strode towards Haitian Pavilion, while the old servant followed her with a slight bow.

"I'm sorry you two, Haitian Pavilion has already been booked out today, please come back another day!" The guy standing at the door stopped the two of them and said very politely.

Hearing this, the woman in Tsing Yi frowned slightly, and finally sighed softly: "Forget it, then come back another day!"

"Princess, why don't the old slaves go...!"

"No need, let's go back to the mansion!" The woman in Tsing Yi interrupted the old servant, and turned to leave.

At this moment, a group of people walked down from the second floor, it was Song Yan and others.

The woman in Tsing Yi, who was about to leave, suddenly turned her head and fixed her eyes on the Qing Jiao Sword in Song Yan's hand.

"Why is the Green Flood Sword on your body?"

The woman in Tsing Yi flashed sharply in her eyes, and asked in a cold voice.

"What does this have to do with you?" Nangong Yue hurriedly replied.

"answer me!"

The woman in Tsing Yi ignored Nan Gongyue at all, and still stared at Song Yan closely. At the same time, a powerful aura rose from her body and locked on Song Yan.

Sensing the powerful aura of this woman, Nan Gongyue and the others were shocked.

But thinking that the other party ignored him like this, Nan Gongyue felt very dissatisfied, she bit the bullet and yelled coldly: "Why is it none of your business for Qing Jiaojian to be accepted by Brother Song? Get out of here if you are sensible, don't make us angry!"

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Hearing Nangongyue's words, the old servant who was originally ordinary, like a candle in the wind, suddenly straightened up, and an outrageous momentum rushed towards his face, making Nangongyue tremble all over, as if being stared at by a peerless beast.

At the same time, his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and two divine lights shot out, staring at Nan Gongyue coldly: "How dare you be rude to the princess, you should be killed!"

"boom!"

The old servant raised his fist, pushed the airflow, and produced strong sonic booms, blasting towards him.

The powerful aura directly locked onto Nangongyue, making his body unable to move at all. For a moment, he felt his heart was filled with fear, and couldn't help shouting: "No, don't kill me!"

The old servant is a peerless master in the late stage of fusion, but Nan Gongyue just stepped into distraction, so how could he be the opponent of the old servant.

The turbulent wind of fists pressed on, except for Song Yan, Dongfang Yubai and the others were all forced to retreat again and again.

Seeing that Nangong Yue was about to die under the old servant's fist, at this moment, a cold snort sounded: "Hmph, kill people in front of me, and pretend I don't exist!"

"Oh!"

A fist as white as jade appeared in front of Nan Gongyue and collided with the old servant's fist.

The powerful energy directly blasted through the old servant's true energy, smashed into his arm, causing his arm to explode inch by inch, and a cloud of blood appeared, and then aggressively broke into his internal organs, wounding his body. Viscera.

"Wow!"

The old servant vomited blood and flew upside down in embarrassment.

He stared at Song Yan in disbelief. He actually hurt a late-stage distracted hand, which made him feel very unbelievable, even though he only used three-point force.

"boom!"

The primordial spirit in his body violently stirred up, and his injury recovered instantly, and the next moment, his aura exploded.

Then, he raised his fist again and blasted out!