I have a sword that can sway the heavens

He still has a sliver of sanity left.

Tian Buyi looked at Daoxuan in mid-air, the palm of the sword began to slip, and a fine layer of fat oozed from his forehead and cheeks.

"Senior Brother Daoxuan, don't become a demon and become a sword slave!"

The rest of the leaders, including Master Puhong of Tianyin Temple, Shangguan Ce of Fenxianggu, and others looked at Daoxuan nervously. If Daoxuan's mind was invaded by the Sword of Immortal Execution, they would have to kill Daoxuan.

However, once Daoxuan possessed the Sword of Immortal Execution, once he became demonized, he would probably be more terrifying than the Demon Cult coming out in full force.

Master Shuiyue turned to look at Lu Xueqi, "Xueqi, can you contact Xianzu? If Master Daoxuan really reaches that point, the only person in the world who can restrain him is Xianzu."

Lu Xueqi shook her head, "I won't be able to contact Master."

In the martial arts arena, everyone looked up at Daoxuan Daoxuan who was in mid-air, with even more worried expressions.

In a corner of Tongtian Peak, thousands of people laughed silently.

That's it!

If Daoxuan becomes a sword slave, it would be best to kill at Qingyunmen, so that he can take advantage of the chaos to take back Fulongding.

It's just that what puzzled everyone was that he never saw the person who took his Fulongding.That person was riding a water unicorn, logically speaking, he should be from the Qingyun sect.

Everyone looked at Master Daoxuan anxiously, not daring to take a breath.

In mid-air, Daoxuan Daoxuan was wrapped in a thick blood light, the scarlet in his eyes gradually receded, but he was still emotionless.

Tian Buyi's hand holding the sword relaxed a little.

Very good!

Senior brother Daoxuan broke free from the control of the Zhuxian sword, and did not become a sword slave.

However, before Tian Buyi could be happy for too long, Daoxuan Daoxuan who was standing in mid-air raised the Zhuxian Sword towards Zhang Xiaofan, his eyes were indifferent, his voice was also indifferent, there was no trace of human emotion, only a shocking murderous intent that made one's scalp tingle.

"Sacrificing the magic weapon of the devil, secretly learning the great Brahma Prajna of Tianyin Temple, and colluding with the demons, you should be killed!"

Raising the Zhuxian sword, Zhang Xiaofan stared blankly at Daoxuan in mid-air, then turned to look at his master Tian Buyi and his mistress Suru, with tears in his smile, "Master, mistress, forgive me for not being able to fulfill my filial piety at your knees."

"do not want!"

"Senior Daoxuan, Xiao Fan is a disciple of Dazhu Peak of Qingyun Sect, he did not collude with the Demon Cult monsters, it is Senior Brother Cangsong who colluded with the Demon Cult monsters."

Fatty oil on his cheeks couldn't stop protruding, Tian Buyi anxiously spoke to Daoxuan who was in mid-air.

However, Master Daoxuan's eyes remained indifferent.

Zhang Xiaofan looked calm, he was not afraid of death.

His father died, his mother died, all the elders in Caomiao Village were slaughtered, and even his beloved senior sister fell into the arms of others. Zhang Xiaofan thought that it was meaningless to live in this world.

Zhang Xiaofan was ready to die under the sword of Zhu Xian.

A figure dressed in water green stood in front of Zhang Xiaofan, the fragrant wind penetrated into his nostrils, Zhang Xiaofan's expression was no longer calm, "Biyao, why are you here?"

"Get out of the way, you will be killed!"

Baguio looked back and smiled at Zhang Xiaofan.

This smile instantly made Zhang Xiaofan burst into tears.

It turned out that this demon girl had completely entered his heart before he knew it, but because of his different positions, he had never been able to admit the important position this woman occupied in his heart.

In mid-air, the moment Master Daoxuan saw Baguio, his murderous intent became even worse, and the Zhuxian sword had already fallen.

Baguio flew up, her water-green clothes fluttering in the wind, with a smile on her face, she shook the bell in her hand, and the bell made a crisp sound.

"Nine ghosts, gods and demons of the heavens.

With my blood as a sacrifice.

Three lives and seven lives, forever falling into Yama.

Just for the sake of love, even if you die, you will not regret it. "

As Baguio recited the infatuation mantra, Zhang Xiaofan's expression was extremely painful, with despair written all over his face, he roared angrily, "Biyao, don't!"

The expressions of the tens of thousands of people in the corner of Tongtian Peak changed drastically, and they lived up to their composure.

The infatuation curse, passed down from Mrs. Jin Ling's secret method, the caster of the spell offers sacrifices to the gods and demons for love, and uses the essence of his own flesh and blood as a guide to smelt three souls and seven souls to borrow a ray of power from the gods and demons.Once the infatuation spell is successfully used, the caster will lose all flesh and blood, and his soul will be scattered.

"What an infatuated woman!"

"If this seat comes a moment late, you will really be hopeless."

Just when Zhang Xiaofan and Wanwan were in despair, a faint sigh resounded from the sky and the earth.

At one-thousandth of an instant when the Zhuxian sword fell, he crossed the mountains and rivers and came to Tongtian Peak dressed in white. He stretched out his hand and grabbed back Biguio's soul that was about to disappear.

After capturing Baguio's Fanghun, Li Er flicked his sleeve to disperse the sword energy from Zhu Xianjian.

"Disciple pays respects to Master!"

Seeing Lear appear, a smile appeared on Lu Xueqi's cold face.

Lin Jingyu and Zeng Shushu knelt on one knee, with smiles on their faces.

Tian Buyichang heaved a sigh of relief, as if relieved from a heavy burden, he bowed respectfully and saluted, "Meet the immortal ancestor!"

"Meet the Immortal Ancestor!"

Qingyun's first seat and the remaining disciples of Tongtian Peak all spoke in unison, very respectful, and for a while, only the voices of paying respect to the immortal ancestors remained in the martial arts arena.

Master Puhong of Tianyin Temple and Elder Shangguan Ce of Fenxianggu looked around blankly, bent down with the crowd, and clasped their fists towards Lear to show their respect.

At the corner of Tongtian Peak, thousands of people clenched their fists while letting out a long sigh of relief.

This is the person who took away his Fulong Cauldron!

Zhang Xiaofan pulled Biguio who fell on the ground into his arms, tears fell down, soaking Biguio's shoulders.

Baguio was hugged in her arms, her cheeks were flushed with a blush, and she was a little at a loss.

Is this idiot finally enlightened?

Lear ignored the crowd, looked at Daoxuan who was holding the Jade Sword, and said with a light smile, "The Jade Sword, even if it's just a counterfeit, is definitely not something ordinary people like you can control."

"Master, be careful!"

Lu Xueqi exclaimed, extremely nervous.

Opposite Li Er, Daoxuan's eyes were cold and emotionless, he raised his hand and swung his sword towards Li Er.

Lear shook his head and laughed, stretched out a slender white palm, crushed the light of the sword, and said calmly, "Although the Zhuxian Sword is a treasure for killing and cutting, but you are too far from me, even if you have the Zhuxian Sword, you can't use it." It may hurt this seat a little bit."

Taking one step forward, Lear came to Daoxuan, before he could make any movement, Lier pressed his palm on Daoxuan's shoulder.

Pressed by Li Er's palm, the murderous and violent aura of Zhu Xianjian was instantly suppressed, and Daoxuan's eyes became clear again.

Looking at Lier in front of him, Daoxuan recalled his action of swinging the sword at Lear just now, and cold sweat immediately soaked his back.

Landing on the ground, Daoxuan swallowed, and knelt down on one knee, "Daoxuan didn't mean to offend, please forgive me!"

He is the immortal ancestor, the resident true immortal!

At the corner of Tongtian Peak, thousands of people jumped into their eyelids.

Just now, the scene where Lier suppressed Daoxuan who was holding the Zhuxian Sword with one hand just now left him dumbfounded and horrified beyond measure.

He finally figured out Lear's identity, with a bitter smile on his face, he turned and left without hesitation.

"He's a wise man."

Lear glanced at the direction of thousands of people leaving, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Chapter 223 Daoxuan pays homage to the master

In the Yuqing Palace, Li Ergao sat on the main seat, overlooking the crowd.

Daoxuan suppressed the poison in his body, put his hands together in the wide sleeves, feeling a little uneasy.

Just now, he shot his sword at Xianzu.

Although Xianzu didn't say much, Daoxuan was still a little scared in his heart.You must know that the person sitting above is the immortal ancestor who created the immortal way and continued the immortal way for the world.

Qingye Patriarch, the most amazing patriarch of Qingyun Sect, cannot stand shoulder to shoulder with Immortal Patriarch.

The rest of Qingyun stood beside Daoxuan for the first time, with deep gratitude on their faces.

If the immortal ancestors hadn't appeared in time, their Qingyun might have lost the head, and they would never recover from a fall.

Master Puhong and Shangguan Ce stood together with Qingyun and the others, their eyebrows lowered and they dared not look directly at the figure in front of them.

Lear held a sword in his hand.

This sword is neither gold nor stone, I don't know what material it is.

Just holding the sword in his hand, a vision of a sea of ​​blood appeared in Lear's mind.

The sea of ​​blood was churning, and the astonishing murderous intent invaded Lear's mind, trying to make Lear lose his sanity and become a sword slave who only knew how to kill.

With a slight smile on his face, Lier swallowed the fake Zhuxian Sword and placed it in the sword world.

Zhu Xianjian fell into the sword world, and immediately attracted the dissatisfaction of Ningshuangjian and Fenglei, Water, Fire, Earth and Wufang Excalibur.

The other four Swords of Everlasting Hate were crowded into a pile in the corner of the sword world, the blade trembled slightly and whined.

As Lear has come to today, the potential of the Sword of Everlasting Sorrow has been exhausted, and it is their limit to grow into a fairy sword.

Their material limits their continued growth.

The remaining six swords are different.

The Ningshuang Sword was born in accordance with the good and evil of the world. It was first fed by Lear with the relics of the evil emperor, and then incorporated into the black cold, white dew, ice soul, and god stone by Lear. It also followed Lear through the thunder disaster. After training, you can continue to be promoted.

The Wind, Thunder, Water, Fire, Earth, and Five-Direction Excalibur is the most powerful force in the world, and it is the hub to suppress the sword world. It can be said to have unlimited potential.

The newly obtained Zhuxian Sword has not been refined by Lear, so it naturally attracted the provocation of Ningshuang Sword and Wufang Excalibur.

In the sword world, wind and thunder gather, water and fire coexist, and several swords compete for the front, turning the sword world upside down.

town!

With a thought in Li Er's mind, several sword weapons in the sword world were immediately suppressed, and he didn't dare to make a fuss.

Looking at the leaders of Qingyun below, Lier smiled lightly, "Zhu Xian was originally a sword weapon left by the mighty sword venerable in the Xuantian Realm. It is a murderous sword, and even ordinary immortals may not be able to wield it."

"Zhu Xian stays in your Qingyun, and you will only be covered in dust. Once you use Zhu Xian, you will be reduced to sword slaves who only know how to kill, or your soul will be destroyed by murderous intentions, and you will fall into a situation where there is no redemption."

"Xianzu, what do you mean?"

Daoxuan raised his head and looked at Lear cautiously, not caring about his fear.

One thousand seven hundred years ago, the patriarch encountered the Zhuxian Sword, realized Taiji Xuanqing Dao, and founded the Qingyunmen, and the Zhuxian Sword became the treasure of their Qingyun Town School.Although Zhu Xian is a murderous sword, its power cannot be denied.

Once holding the Zhuxian Sword, the combat power of the sword holder will get a qualitative leap.

In the past 700 years, Qingyun has not encountered the invasion of the enemy once or twice, but every time, Qingyunmen can save the danger by relying on the Zhuxian sword.Because of the Zhuxian Sword, for 700 years, despite the vicissitudes of life in the world, Qingyunmen has always stood firm and maintained its position as the leader of the righteous way.

As the No.16 head of Qingyun, Daoxuan didn't want the Zhuxian sword to be lost from his hands.

If Zhu Xianjian is lost, what face will he have to face Qingyun's ancestors in the future when he goes to Jiuquan in the future?

Qingyun's other leaders also looked nervously at Lear.

The person in front of him is the Immortal Ancestor, and he has already spoken, can Qingyun Sect keep Zhu Xian?

Lear glanced at the tense seven Qing Yun chiefs, and said with a light smile, "You don't need to be so nervous, this seat has always persuaded people with reasoning, and rarely robs other people's treasures."

Having said that, Lear opened his mouth, spat out the Sword of Everlasting Regret, and continued to say to the others, "This Sword of Everlasting Regret was forged when I wandered in the rivers and lakes in my early years. It has grown up with me and has been nurtured and honed by me for a long time. Although it is not as good as Zhu Xianjian is far away, but it is also a genuine fairy sword."

"I don't want to take Zhu Xian for nothing, but I use the Sword of Eternal Regret in exchange. What do you think?"

Daoxuan and the others looked a little better, but they were still a little embarrassed.

The immortal ancestors have said that the sword of eternal hatred is not as far away as Zhu Xian. If they agree, wouldn't it be a big loss?

It was still a little difficult to see the leaders, Zeng Shushu stood up and said to them, "Father, why are you still hesitating? Although the Zhuxian Sword is good, you can't control it. Master's Sword of Everlasting Regret is a real fairy sword. If Zhu Xian exchanges a usable fairy sword, Qing Yunmen will not lose."

Uncle Zeng often looked at Daoxuan, feeling a little moved, but he still didn't speak. After all, Senior Brother Daoxuan was the head of Qingyun.

Li Er did not urge Daoxuan to make a decision, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he said meaningfully, "I once said that holding the Sword of Everlasting Sorrow is a registered disciple of my sect."

After Li Er finished speaking, the eyes of Qingyun and the leaders all lit up, and they looked at Daoxuan with burning eyes.

Under everyone's gaze, Daoxuan's face was tangled. He lifted the hem of his Taoist robe, knelt down towards the Yuqing Hall, and said with a painful expression, "The patriarchs of Qingyun are here, and the unworthy disciple Daoxuan is incompetent. He didn't pay attention to the demon sect's attack on the mountain, which caused Qingyun's loss. It's a terrible tragedy. Daoxuan will step down as the head of the sect today and pass it on to Junior Brother Tianyi who is located in Dazhu Peak."