Invincible Sword Realm

Feng Lin came to Qi Lin Feng again, this time Qin Feng did not ask him, he came himself. He was excited, really excited, because the Sword Sect revealed a man more wicked than a witch!

The outside disciples on the list of doors were basically abused by witches, who always said there were no more enemies in the door, and now, finally, someone can strike her. Although the disciple named Yang Ye now has no witch strength, his potential and talents certainly exceed those of witches, otherwise he will not pass level 21!

“Sister Murong, someone broke through the 21st floor and went up to the 22nd floor!” Wind Forest vs. Gravity Cave.

Halfway open, the cave door slowly opened, Murong demon appeared in front of the wind forest, as usual, still so beautiful, so tempting, but the wind forest did not dare to look more, hurriedly lowered his head.

“Seriously?” Muronghan looked at the wind forest and asked softly.

Fenglin hastily said: "Sister Murong, lend me a hundred guts and I won't dare to lie to you! And he's a genius! ”

“The Eight Pieces of Xuan?” The Murong demon frowned, "Didn't you say he was promoted to birth last time? How come you're the Eight Kinds of Xuan now? Are you entertaining me?” At the end of the day, Murong demons are fluctuating with powerful Xuan qi and seem to want to do it.

Wind forest cold sweat instantly came down, he hastily explained: “Sister Murong is angry, not that Wind forest deceived you, indeed there is a person promoted to the innate in Sword Nutta, but we did not expect that the promotion to the 22nd floor was not the innate, but the Yang Ye, who was initially devalued as a disciple of miscellaneous service. And that one didn't make it to the 15th floor until he was promoted! ”

Rumor has it, Murong demon converged all over her body, her eyes looked in the direction of Sword Nutta, seemed to think of something, her beautiful face instantly filled with cold frost, said: “Fucking old bastard, dare to lie to grandma. The Eight Kinds of Xuanjia, breaking into the 22nd floor, interesting, qualified me to meet!” After that, she moved and disappeared.

Watching Murong demon rush in the direction of Sword Nutta, Feng Lin relieved and whispered: “By the witch, Brother Yang, ask for blessings! ”

Outside the Sword Nutta, there are more and more people, and it should be said that as long as it belongs to the outside gate and the Sword Sect is here. If at the beginning some people still have some disdain for Yang Ye, or are not interested, at the moment Yang Ye steps on the 22nd floor, no one dares to disdain and remain calm.

For centuries, the best record of Sword Nutta was two, one on the nineteenth floor of Su Qing poetry 10 years ago and the other on the twentieth floor of Murong Demon. And now, someone has broken both records, elevated the record to a level, and looks like it could continue to improve!

So, no one can sit down, even some disciples to break through are temporarily let go of the breakthrough, come to the Sword Nutta to see an anti-heavenly miscellaneous disciple!

Jiangyuan was very upset, especially at this time. These people should have come for him, but now, his most outstanding genius in Jiangxue City in centuries has been ignored. Yes, people ignored him. Nobody's coming to make out, nobody's coming to knock, even the elders outside ignore him!

To think of it, Jiangyuan double-fisted and whispered: "This goddamn handyman disciple! ”

“What did you say?” At this moment, a crisp voice sounded next to the river.

Jiangyuan turned around and saw a little girl staring at him with a bad eye. He was upset at the moment. How could he care about this child? There's no good airway at the moment: "What do I care? Leave me alone! ”

“How dare you scold me?” Bao stared at Jiangyuan and held his fists tight.

“So what if I called you"? Where's the kid? Go home and drink milk. Otherwise, I don't mind teaching your parents a lesson... ”

“You shut up!” Jiangyuan's words were not finished, because the elder Qianjie interrupted his words, and Qianjie looked angrily at Jiangyuan: “Apologize to Bao!” The tone is unquestionable.

Not only a thousand elders, but also some of the elders next to him are looking at Jiangyuan angrily at this time, as if he dared to say only half a word, for a moment, will make him ashes!

Watching several elders angry at him, Jiang Yuan was cold in his heart, he wondered why the elders would treat him like this for a teenage girl, you know, he was innate, 16 years old innate! At this time, Jiangyuan infinitely grieves.

Don't say the 16-year-old was born, even if he was the 16-year-old king, these elders would not hesitate to take Bao's side. Don't say that Bao's grandfather is a Tianju master, that Bao himself is worth far more than this Jiangyuan. In fact, the elders let Baby, not only because of Baby's grandfather, but also because Baby is a five-character tattooist!

A sixteen-year-old innate compared to a fourteen-year-old five-pint tattooist, not to mention them, even all the parishioners would not hesitate to choose this fourteen-year-old five-pint tattooist!

“Apologize, I'll give you one last chance!” The elders' eyes squinted slightly, coldly.

When he heard the voice of a thousand elders without feelings, Jiang Yuan's heart trembled, and he knew that if he did not apologize, he would surely be punished. Moreover, the elders next to him not only did not come out to intercede, but looked at him angrily, and now he knew, even if he was stupid, that the identity of the little girl in front of him was certainly not easy.

Without hesitation, Jiang Yuan made a gift to Bao. A smile appeared on his face. “Yes, I'm sorry, I'm downward, I apologize to you, and I hope you forgive me! ”

Bao snorted coldly, not ignoring Jiangyuan, but looking at the Sword Nutta. All she wants right now is for the handyman to come out and give her the little one!

See the little witch is not angry, several elders Qi Qi relieved, this little witch is famous unreasonable, unreasonable Lord, if the little witch has to be pursued, then they are a little embarrassed. After all, this Jiangyuan is not a disciple of Jianzong at this time, and now they have no right to punishment. Luckily, the little witch is in a good mood today, no pursuit!

Looking at the attitude of several elders towards Bao, Jiangyuan turned to an outside disciple to ask about Bao's identity. When he learned that Bao's grandfather was the peak owner of Fuwen Peak and that the former outside disciple offended Bao, Jiangyuan was shocked by the cold sweat.

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In the illusion, when Yang Ye saw the scene in front of him, his heart pounded and pounded.

There are no swordsmen or old men on the 22nd floor, but there are a lot of charms on the walls around, needless to say, this is a formation, reminiscent of the previous old man, Yang Ye dare to confirm that this is the sword formation!

Yang Ye stopped at the stairwell and did not go to the center. Of course he was not afraid, he was just thinking of countermeasures. If, as the old man said, a hundred Soul Swords are launched against him every five cents, he must find a good way to deal with it, or he will die wearing his heart!

The first thing Yang Ye thought of was hiding, but he quickly denied his approach. I don't know if he can get away with it, but what if he does? And the next batch? If it's less than two cents, he can't hide!

If you can't hide, you'll have to regret it! It's just that Yang Ye has no bottom!

“Little guy, is there anything you can do?” Yang Ye finally had to ask the little one. Hope the little guy is as helpful as before!

He was just disappointed, and the little guy shook his head in the whirlpool fields, indicating that he couldn't help either!

Yang Ye shook his head helplessly, then jumped and fell gently into the center.

Since there is no good solution, we can only walk one step at a time, the solution is sometimes forced out!

As soon as the leaves fell into the center, the stripes on the surrounding walls lit up instantly and then quickly flowed along a trajectory. Less than a moment later, all the stripes in the room moved quickly. Even the floor at the base of the leaves was lit sometime and still flowing.

Yang Ye stood in the middle, looking at the weird symbols under his feet, his expression was heavy. The long sword in his hand was constantly infused with golden Xuan Qi, and he began to tremble, as if he were alive.

“Shh!”

At this time, the surrounding wall suddenly emitted Baiduo Qi sword illusioned by spiritual Qi. Baiduo Qi sword lasered from all sides towards Yang Leaf, fast as lightning!

In the center, Yang Ye's eyes squinted and a rub appeared on his face!