Invincible Sword Realm

“Do you think there are people in Qingzhou who have better swords than my ancient disciples? ”

Yang Ye walked one step at a time toward the man in green shirt, waving the sword in his hand constantly. Under his waving, the sword sounded like a living sword.

“Then why don't you wear my ancient Kensai identity sword! ”

Blue shirt men's sinking channel.

“Joke! ”

Yang Ye stopped and smiled coldly: "I, the disciple of Ancient Sword Ramadan, walked the world, a sword is enough. Zongmen Sword? What are you doing with it? Making a fortune? Or use it as a mountain to keep the world in awe of our ancient Kensai disciples? That's ridiculous! As a disciple of Ancient Sword Ramadan, the sword is my biggest dependency, my biggest dependency on the mountain! ”

Yang Ye stopped, pointing to Xin and others beside him, and said: “You ask yourself, if you are not a disciple of Ancient Sword Ramadan, will they respect you so much? ”

The man in the blue shirt was silent, his hands held tight, and his nails went deep into the palm of his hand.

Yang Ye added: “How can you ask your heart to refine the sword if you still don't know you're in the barrier? ”

Half a dozen, in everyone's eyes, the man in the green shirt suddenly gave a slight gift to Yang Ye, "Thank you brother for pointing out, this love will never be forgotten! ”

Wow...

A blast, the man in the green shirt said so, which means that Yang Ye is a true disciple of Ancient Sword Ramadan...

In fact, for Li Qingyu and Sanskrit and others, the fact that Yang Ye is an ancient Kensai disciple is not so difficult to accept, because Yang Ye's own Kensai is so horrible. In this Qingzhou, how could Yang Ye such a genius of Kensai be spared? Therefore, when the man in green shirt admitted that Yang Ye was a disciple of Ancient Swordsmanship, both women's hearts were liberated.

“Coming to the Spiritual Realm, I have become a total ignorance! ”

Yang Ye's heart was also slightly relieved. At this time, although he raised the quality to the realm of the spiritual, the sword intent was not restored, and neither the sword domain nor the power of the law could be used. You know, whether it is the sword domain or the power of the law, it is extremely depleting the Xuan Qi. Given his current internal meridian, he dared not use the sword domain and the power of the rule of law at all.

Therefore, if this Lingxing man fought him to death, he would pay a heavy price if he could win.

“No, I have tried to find out, there is no disciple named Yang Ye in Tianjianfeng.” The purple heart beside him suddenly shouted: “And if he is a disciple of the ancient reality of Tianjianfeng, how can he be silent? ”

Rumor has it that Lingxing frowned and saw this scene, Yang Ye's eyes slightly squinted, his hands tightened the sword in his hand.

At this time, the Purple Heaven said: “In fact, to know if he is a disciple of Ancient Swordsmanship, it is simple, only Brother Ling needs to send a note to Tianjianfeng to ask, so that things will not just fall out of stone? ”

Yang Ye looked at the purple heart, and the killing intent flashed through his eyes. He wanted to kill the purple heart with a sword now, but then he stopped talking to himself. Though he is not afraid of this ancient swordsman, he does not want to cause trouble for the Sanskrit!

“It works!”

At this time, Lingxing gave a slight gift to Yang Ye. "Brother Yang, although I believe in the identity of Brother Yang, this matter is of great importance and I must confirm it. Later, just prove the identity of the brother-in-law. I will personally remove the animals and personally apologize to the brother-in-law! ”

Saying, his right hand waved, a golden symbol rose, the golden symbol rose against the storm, and a corrugation penetrated from the golden symbol, making the space swell for a while.

Everyone looks at this golden charm, whether Yang Ye is a true ancient Kensai disciple or not, will soon find out.

Fanmeng looked at Yang Ye, and saw Yang Ye's divine calm, his heart felt a little relieved.

Li Qingyu and Sanskrit frowned slightly because the two women felt something was wrong. If Yang Ye was really an ancient disciple of Kensai, he must have something to prove, but Yang Ye had no intention of proving it. The most important thing is that Lingxing did it, which means that he also doubted the identity of Yang Ye...

Zixin smiled coldly at Yang Ye, looking at Yang Ye, as if looking at a dead man. Admittedly, Yang Ye is strong, but so what? He's strong. Can he fight the ancient sword? Just prove that he is not a disciple of Ancient Sword Ramadan, even if he is a saint, he will surely die!

The majesty of Ancient Kensai is inviolable!

Half a dozen times, a voice suddenly sounded from the golden charm: “Lingxing, what you said, I already know that I do not have a disciple named Yang Ye in Tianjianfeng! ”

Rumor has it, Lingxing's face changed, suddenly looked at Yang Ye, the killing intentions appeared in his eyes, and the purple hearts beside him laughed wildly, “Yang Ye, you are dead, not only you are dead, everyone you have to do with is dead, haha..."

At this moment, purple hearts are like madness. Yang Ye killed her uncle, severed her arm, and now she can finally see him dead. How can she be unhappy?

On one side, Li Qingyu and Sanskrit and other people's faces also changed dramatically. Incredibly looking at Yang Ye, that Sanskrit dream is even more frightening little face as white as paper...

Yang Ye tightened the sword in his hand and was about to strike. At this time, the golden symbol sent out a voice: “Although I do not have a man named Yang Ye in Tianjianfeng, the real person did receive a disciple not long ago, but I just don't know if you are talking about this Yang Ye. ”

Rumor was that Yang Yip's inner qi stopped and then looked at the golden charm, while the purple heart panicked, staring dead at the golden charm, afraid to hear something terrible.

“The Ancient Man took a disciple?” Asked Lingxing.

“Yes, the real person peaked not long ago and then came back to say that he had found a perfect seedling, and promised that the perfect seedling was no worse than Master Lu's, but unfortunately, his old man never said who it was. Anyway, to his disciple, his old man is a treasure. This is not, as soon as he comes back, he will shut down the building of a sword, saying that he will build a great sword for his disciple, so that he can kill his disciple into Sword Ramadan, and have a world of shock...”

“Master has a heart! ”

At this moment, Yang Ye suddenly said, in his eyes, a little sadness, a little gratitude...

“Yang Ye, what are you wearing? What are you wearing?” That purple heart suddenly yelled, "What makes you say you're a disciple of Ancient Reality? What makes you think that?”

“That's right, I remember!” At this point, there was another sound in the golden charm, “although I don't know if this Yang Ye is a real disciple, I do know that the real disciple is said to be Kenshin Ming. If this Yang Ye is Kenshin Tongming, then he should be the real disciple! ”

“Ha ha...”

Ji Xin laughed again, her eyes were full of madness, "Yang Ye, are you Jianxin Tongming? Are you? Ha ha...”

“I am indeed!” Yang Ye said honestly.

“Shit! ”

"'Death is near,' said Zixin angrily. 'You're still pretending to be here. You say life is like drama. It's all about acting, Yang Ye. Your acting is amazing! ”

Yang Ye didn't care about the woman, but looked at Lingxing and said, "Would you like to try it? ”

Unexpectedly, Lingxing shook his head and gave a respectful gift to Yang Ye. "Lingxing has met Brother Yang!” Before, he didn't understand why his swordsmanship fell into Yang Ye's hands, and now he understands all of it, because Yang Ye is a swordsman, so his swordsmanship is so easily broken.

Yang Ye put his right hand behind his back and put his sword on his back. He looked at Ling Xing. "Now you know why I don't reveal my identity? ”

Ling Xing nodded with a smile. He didn't know? Didn't you hear what Tian Jianfeng said? Ancient real people hid Yang Ye's identity in order to make Yang Ye sound amazing... but now it's good, but they forced him to reveal his identity. This is to let Ancient real people know, they don't know how miserable it will be!

Thinking about it, Lingxing's eyes glistened, and then he burst out a sword light in the box. Of course, the sword light is not for Yang Ye, but for Xinxin and others beside him...

“Let's go! ”

Almost at the moment of Lingxing's sword, a middle-aged man behind Lingxing suddenly drank angrily. Zixin and others were also dissatisfied with the reaction, hastening to increase their speed to the maximum, fleeing in different directions...

However, it was still a little slow, and several middle-aged people were cut off directly by the sword light, but the purple and the rest of the middle-aged people had disappeared far away.

“Shadowless Sword Step! ”

Lingxing sighed furiously and the whole person disappeared...

Less than half an hour later, Lingxing returned to Yang Ye with several heads. Lingxing threw those heads on the ground and said: "Sorry to let that purple girl escape, I didn't think she had an instant space beacon on her! ”

Yang Leaf nodded and glanced at Lingxing. "Is there a superior energy stone? The more, the better! ”

Lingxing slightly flashed, then took out a Na ring, one of the best, and the Na ring flew to Yang Ye, "There are more than 1,200 superior energy stones in this ring, hopefully to help Brother! ”

Yang Ye put away his ring and smiled slightly. “Thank you, he will return it twice as much as he ever did! ”

“Although my ancient sword is divided into nine peaks, we are all a family after all, brother is in trouble, nature as a brother should help!” Lingxing: “Since this is a misunderstanding, Lingxing said goodbye. If you have time, you can come to Qingcheng Peak to gather. ”

“My thing...”

Before Yang Ye finished his words, Lingxing said: “I understand, brother, don't worry, I won't tell anyone about today! ”

Yang Ye hesitated and said: “I wonder if Brother Ling still has the Dao Xuan sword? You know, my master still makes swords for me, so..."

Lingxing hesitated, then photographed the blade box behind him. Two Xuan swords rushed out of the blade box. The Xuan sword fell in front of Yang Ye. "Both swords are intermediate products of the Taoist class. I have not yet established contact with my mind. I can give them to my brother..."

Yang Ye put away two swords and the smile on his face grew brighter. “Brother Ling, I still need..."

Some of the Sanskrit dreams beside me can't be seen anymore...