Wan Jian gritted his teeth and immediately pressed the sword forward. Ye Yunqiu's sword immediately made a grind noise. When the two swords shook each other, the strong one was bound to become the saw that would destroy the other sword. Wan Jianlai is very clear about the tyranny of the Divine Sorrowful Wind Sword, and even if it is a sword-like magic sword, its hardness is definitely not comparable to ordinary magic swords.

Boom, as expected, the saber was cut off without any accident. Ye Yunqiu galloped back by retreating, but Wan Jianlai didn't have the idea of ​​letting go of his son at all. The Divine Sword of Sorrowful Wind flashed again. He disappeared into the air, and immediately following his advancement, a large area of ​​Ye Yunqiu's chest suddenly appeared thin sword marks, and the blood was stained with red on his clothes!

Wan Jianlai is indeed well-deserved, and even after he has drawn a soul and soul and has not recovered, he still fights Ye Yunqiu almost without the strength to fight back. Such a result is really cruel.

Ye Yunqiu didn't get the true story, maybe that was the result of Wan Jianlai's deliberate prevention, or he didn't care about this son at all.

However, Ye Yunqiu is, after all, the strongest young generation in the future of the Sacred Dao Sect. His swordsmanship is no better than his father, but he is not defeated by one or two strokes. He retreats so that Wan Jianlai can only get skin trauma, but cannot do it. Fatal injury, so in the end, when the two sides continued to retreat, they read the sword tactics, one stopped, and the long sword stroked two fingers, and also used the sword song to fight!

The confrontation between father and son has become dazzling in my eyes. I actually want to do it myself and let this partner bear the charge of father killing. For his future, it will be a great psychological burden and variable!

"Thirty-year-old is still in the waste and old industry, and the next day I realize that I will go to Yunxian. The ruler is no more than Yunhong. The sword can go to the corner! Ten thousand swords! The sword goes to the corner!" Without hesitation, Wan Jianlai started to pinch his fingers. , And those sharp eyes, showing a majestic killing intent, this kind of killing thought appeared in front of his son, it was really horrifying!

But such eagerness did not make Ye Yunqiu shrink a little bit. The staring eyes under his sword eyebrows also deeply responded to the opponent, and from his hand, he quickly pulled out a red light that resembled a thin line. Hongmang quickly flashed a proud light, just like a red thread that slaughtered the immortal, and like a long needle that killed the immortal!

"Love silk..." Wan Jianlai frowned, and suddenly said these two words, but Ye Yunqiu didn't answer anything. Instead, he pinched the red thread with **** and said the sword curse: "Xianqiu Yejiu The sound of cowardly autumn, when there are no more screams, Liangyu fights the solitary sword slightly, and breaks the lonely man for thousands of miles! Ten thousand kendo! My sword walks alone!"

Ye Yunqiu's sword song is different from what I saw at the time. The sword song contains a sense of melancholy. With the sword in his hand, there is a kind of loneliness and sorrow from the sword. I never know his past. Everything comes from hearing, but from his sword. In the song, he also understood his extraordinaryness.

He paced for a long time in the realm of the Eight Tribulations, but after Wan Jian came and left the Wan Jianmen, he suddenly rushed into the Nine Tribulations True Wonderland. This really makes me a little bit unbelievable. This can't be done with luck. It is probably a kind of concealment, because whether the cultivation base can rush up is also controllable, as long as he wants to stay in the Eight Tribulations True Wonderland, no one can force him to rush into the Nine Tribulations!

And now it seems that after the Nine Tribulations, coupled with the sword technique with his own sword intent, he is already distinguished from many sword immortals. I am afraid that even if it is not as good as the plundering sword from the ten thousand swords, it will not be much worse!

But these are not surprising. Ye Yunqiu's swordsmanship has always been specialised, and because of the Eight Tribulations, it has not been exposed. In fact, the most surprising thing is that there is a fairy sword in his hand that has never appeared before, this sword of love silk, It is indeed the most optimistic to me.

Buzzing!

The love silk sword made a vibrating sound like a response, and the light it emitted was almost indistinguishable from the width of other swords. It looked extremely sharp and sharp. I have no doubt that it can pierce anything!

Amidst the bleak hills and gully, the cool rain rustled down, and I ordered the blood lotus to retreat and retreat. It was outside the sword realm of the two, but I still couldn’t help extending the only hand that I could move. Feel all the sword intent in this sword realm.

The whistling sound quickly passed through my hand, and the protective cover on my hand cut out several cracks, showing how tyrannical the power is. This is the sword of life and death, and one sword might be enough for life and death!

And Ye Yunqiu's ability to display such a sword technique is indeed enough and incomplete now, and he will fight to the death with the few thousand swords left in Yuanli!

Boom!

The two sword realms confronted each other, and the roar was endless, turning the big trees in the surrounding forest. The rocks shattered and shattered, but the father and son in the center of the sword realm, the sword light flashed chaotically, both of them had obvious scars!

The love silk is a soft sword that is biased towards women. It is as thin as a silk thread, but can bend and bend, straight and strong. When they interlaced their swords, there are inevitable collisions and several counterattacks. The love silk sword and The Divine Sword of Sorrowful Wind would not break directly when they collided with each other. Instead, they would cling to it, and then they would wrap the silk thread and bring them to the other side, using a soft sword technique to overcome the strength!

Ye Yunqiu took this sword to its extreme. It seems that it is likely to be practiced all the year round, but not in front of people, but behind them, so it seems that he has learned the sword technique of ten thousand swords for a while. In fact, What he wants to learn is not the sword technique from ten thousand swords, but only to deal with it, and what he is really good at should be the'love silk sword technique' he is currently using!

Why did he learn swordsmanship that favors women? I can't imagine this, but at least this kind of swordsmanship, I am afraid that Wan Jian will not be easy to deal with!

Sure enough, Ye Yunqiu was surrounded by a little bit of holes poked by the sword silk like blood spots. Although the sword marks from Wanjian could leave traces after being too fast, they were compared with the **** red spots. , But appeared to be much weaker, those red dots dotted between the two, looked sad and inexplicable, a kind of feminine fatal!

"Hehe, what I learned was your mother's swordsmanship. I knew that this sword wouldn't be gone for no reason." Wan Jianlai said with a sneer. There were already seven blood holes on his body, and blood stains were emerging outside. !

"Yes, I have practiced secretly for so many years, just to use it to end your life." Ye Yunqiu said without hesitation.

"It's good that your mother died in my hands back then. There are various reasons, don't you understand?" Wan Jian said in a murmur, and with a stroke of the Divine Sorrowful Wind Sword in his hand, there were sword shadows everywhere. He retreated on the way. , The big tree fell one piece after another, the sword qi cuts iron like mud, full of deterrence!

Ye Yunqiu braved the invisible sword aura, and his body had long been covered with sword marks, but he also used love silk like a string, and every song was emotional.

"Of course I understand, even how you escaped from outside Tiannan back then, I understand! You killed your mother, wasn't it because of this?" Ye Yunqiu sneered, and then he waved the red sword and opened his mouth again. Song: "Longmen lonely cloud is afraid of speechless, mirror water hits the stone like a night lyre, what time is it to leave, the river is deep if you want to send love! Ten thousand swords! Wordless night lyre!"

"Your mother has been deceived by them. If you don't kill her, will you watch you go back to death with her? One life for another life, how do you know that you are just as stubborn as your mother!" Wan The sword came and gritted his teeth, but he didn't even hesitate to hear his son's sword song. He also sang the sword song: "Pursuing ten thousand swords out of Ziguan, fighting to Danqiu and not surviving, the soul of the night cools back to Huanxi, fit Lintian Ruozhou Mountain! Ten thousand swords! Ten thousand swords fit!"

Booming, Ye Yunqiu's eyes were red, and he said angrily: "The debts you owe should be paid back. Those who kill you should pay for your life! You only care about yourself, but ignore others, what my mother did, Is it wrong? You killed her and tried to make it clear. They don't need them to judge you today. I will avenge my mother here!"

"Hehe, the rebellious son is the rebellious son! I thought that after so many years of raising you, you have changed your temperament, but you are still unfamiliar with it. Do you really think that the old man dare not kill your rebellious son!?" Wan Jianlai carried Xiao Sha in angrily This meant that his spirit treasure "Finger Sword Buddha" immediately appeared behind him. This time, he was going to use his "Ten Thousand Swords"!