Stunning beauty

Ye family.

The Heavenly Sword Ruoye and Ye Jialinglong stood facing each other, the sword intent surged, and a big battle was about to start.

Li Qingzhi, Ye Yuanbai, the head of the Ye family, and others were watching the battle. They were basically all masters of swordsmanship, and pulling out just one person would be enough to establish a sect.

At this moment, everyone was standing on the sidelines as a melon-eating crowd.

"Ye Linglong."

Ye Jialinglong opened her mouth and said calmly, "Mister, please use your sword."

"My sword is broken."

Tianjian Ruoye hesitated for a moment, looked at a sword servant in the mansion, and said, "Borrow Your Excellency's sword."

After finishing speaking, Tianjian Ruoye raised her hand, and the sword intent spread all over her body.

Immediately, the sword flew out of the sword servant involuntarily.

The swords made of iron are mediocre. Although the Ye family is a family of swordsmiths, it is impossible to equip a sword servant with magical weapons.

Seeing the choice of the person in front of her, Ye Linglong didn't say much.

There is a gap between swords, this is unavoidable, like the Great Bright Sword in the Western Regions Temple of Heaven, there is only one in the world, and the Great Bright Sword is indispensable in the myth of the scholar's 20-year invincibility .

"This sword is called Qingmo."

Ye Linglong slowly drew out the sword in her hand. The cyan edge of the sword was so crystal clear that it was impossible to tell what material it was made of. However, the moment the sword was unsheathed, there was a faint hum of cicadas. Listening carefully, it seemed that it was not.

"Cyan moth sword."

Li Qingzhi's expression froze when he saw the ancient sword in the former's hand.

"Why, is her sword very powerful?"

Hua Feng, who knew nothing about swords, asked curiously.

"It's about the same level as Tiancongyunjian from Tianjian's past."

Li Qingzhi replied, "They are all famous swords that have been passed down for thousands of years."

"That was really interesting."

Hua Fengdu said gloatingly, "It's good to compete with a piece of broken copper and iron against a magic weapon. I like to watch such fair battles the most."

Between the two talking.

In front.

After Tianjian Ruoye saw the Qingmo sword in the woman's hand in front of her, her eyes became serious.

"Please."

Ye Linglong opened her mouth to say something, and her figure flew by, preemptively striking.

The green moth slashed, like a spring cicada spinning silk, continuously, and Ye Jialinglong showed amazing capabilities as soon as he made a move.

"Keng!"

When the two swords exchanged, sparks shot out.

The power of the divine weapon was fully suppressed, and the mortal sword in Tianjian's hand immediately had a gap.

The absolute gap in weapons is irreparable, Tianjian Ruoye concentrates, with sword intent surging all over his body, and Tianjian Jiujue appears in response.

"Nine Swords of Heaven, One Sword Follows the Wind!"

The intent of the sword rises, the edge of the sword screams, a sword pierces the air, and the wind moves with the sword.

Ye Linglong felt it, her gaze was fixed, the sword turned around, and the blue light flourished.

"One sword moth!"

Without dodging or evading, the Qingmo sword was facing him head-on.

The two swords collided in response.

The aftermath shook, and the sword energy howled and galloped.

"Crack."

In the hands of Tianjian Ruoye, Fanjian screamed, and a clear crack appeared and continued to spread.

On the opposite side, Ye Linglong took half a step back and blocked the Heavenly Sword attack head-on.

"This woman is amazing."

Outside the battle, Huafeng saw this scene with a look of surprise on his face.

He had seen the strength of the Heavenly Sword with his own eyes. Back then, even the Plum Blossom Sword Immortal suffered a lot from this Heavenly Sword and almost lost.

Unexpectedly, this woman from the Ye family could actually block the moves of the Heavenly Sword head-on.

On the side, Li Qingzhi watched the battle ahead without saying anything.

Ye Linglong is very strong, that's right, but the more important reason is that Tianjian Ruoye didn't do her best.

It's not just the difference between the sword in hand.

Tianjian didn't even show half of his cultivation base.

"Don't you want to suppress people with your cultivation?"

A strange color flashed in Li Qingzhi's eyes. Since when did Tianjian Ruoye have so many thoughts.

This is not a good thing.

Because Tianjian's sword is originally a ruthless sword.

Being merciful will cause Tianjian's sword to be greatly weakened.

"boom!"

in battle.

The two fought together again, their swords criss-crossed, their moves exquisite and fierce.

And the sword in Tianjian Ruoye's hand has more and more cracks.

"Nine swords of heaven, hundreds of rivers and thousands of streams."

When the battle was at its peak, Ruoye of the Heavenly Sword rose again in a unique style, transforming thousands of rivers with the sword, and unleashing the sword energy.

Seeing this, Ye Linglong's eyes narrowed slightly, her footsteps turned, and the green sword turned, blocking the sword energy one after another.

Qingmo, as the battle progressed, the sound of the sword became louder and louder, and at this moment, it was even a bit harsh.

at last.

When the sword is at its peak, the blue light is in full bloom.

The divine soldier fed back to its master, Ye Linglong cut through thousands of sword qi with one sword, and the figure rushed forward.

A strong counterattack sword, shining like a galaxy, moving the wind and clouds with the sword.

Out of battle.

Seeing this, Hua Fengdu and Li Qingzhi's expression changed.

not good.

Tianjian may lose.

Everyone's attention, in the battle situation, Qing Mo pierced through the air, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of Tianjian.

"Nine swords of heaven, thunder breaks the night!"

Attacking close to the body, Ruoye of the Heavenly Sword advances instead of retreating, with a renewed sword intent, the sword is like thunder, facing the Qingmo sword head-on.

"boom!"

The two swords collided three times.

The aftermath roared wildly, the heavenly sword was in his hand, and the ordinary sword broke in response to the sound.

"Uh!"

At the same moment, the remaining energy of the sword energy gathered and penetrated into Ye Linglong's body.

The powerful sword intent directly sent Ye Linglong flying ten steps away.

"aunt."

Outside the battle situation, Ye Zangfeng was startled, and immediately stepped forward to support the former.

"I am fine."

Ye Linglong stabilized her body, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her hand, looked at the man in front of her, and said, "I lost."

Heavenly Sword Ruoye bowed her hand and returned the salute, silent.

"According to the agreement, I will now take the three of you to the place where the sword is made."

Ye Linglong suppressed the injury in her body and said.

"Thank you."

Li Qingzhi and Hua Feng both responded, and stepped forward to follow.

On the side, Tianjian Ruoye followed silently.

Ye Linglong led the way, and the four of them walked towards Jianchi together.

"Heavenly Sword, it's just a fight, it doesn't look like your style."

On the way, Li Qingzhi opened his mouth and said seriously, "In the end, if you didn't rely on the suppression of your cultivation to force Ye Linglong's sword move away, you might even lose."

He didn't want to rely on his cultivation to overwhelm others, but in the end he barely won the victory by relying on his superior cultivation. Such a hesitant fighting method is not at all Tianjian's character.

If Tianjian keeps doing this, his strength will only get weaker and weaker.

"Ah."

Tianjian Ruoye nodded silently, without denying it.

When the two talked.

Ye Linglong brought the three of them to the sword-making place of the Ye family.

Sword pool.

The flames were blazing, and there were thousands of swords all around, each of which was extremely sharp.

And among the thousands of swords, a blood-red divine sword stood upright, with cracks on the sword, which looked like a broken sword.

Around the entire Sword Pool, the sound of tinkling iron can be heard endlessly. Hundreds of swordsmiths are constantly casting swords, and if they don't like it, they will be destroyed directly.

The first time the three arrived, their eyes were all focused on the divine sword in the middle of the sword pool.

Even Xiaobai, like Hua Feng, who knows nothing about swords, can tell that the sword in front of him seems unusual.

"What is that sword called?"

After Tianjian Ruoye saw the divine sword in front of her, she couldn't look away anymore, and asked blazingly.

"Protect the world."

Ye Linglong said calmly.