Gu Shaoyang carried his hands behind him and opened his mouth with indifferent eyes.

He has the qualification of conceit and the confidence to say such words.

Combined with ye guchen's congenital sword fetus, plus his own talent, the eye of stars.

Gu Shaoyang jumped into the Qipin Tianjiao with double talents. He was highly valued by Xingyu sword Pavilion. He stood out from the seven sons of the big dipper and became one of the seeds of Xingyu sword Pavilion.

As soon as the ancient Shaoyang dialect was spoken, there was a sound of cold breath from the four fields.

This is too overbearing. If you don't pay attention to the seven forces, you will kill ye guchen.

Many martial artists look at the seven forces, because ye guchen is now the first in the elite Association.

Gu Shaoyang's presumptuous opening to kill ye guchen also broke the rules of the elite Association.

However, to the surprise of all martial artists, the top leaders of the seven forces all looked cold and solemn, looking at Gu Shaoyang.

Rao is xuantaiyi, the Lord of the sun and moon Hall of the limitless sword gate, who is silent and frowning. He seems to be thinking about something.

They are not afraid of Gu Shaoyang. After all, no matter how talented Gu Shaoyang is, it is only a gateway to life and death, and the seven forces cannot be afraid.

They are afraid of the Xingyu sword Pavilion behind the ancient Shaoyang.

Perhaps most of the martial artists have no concept of Xingyu sword Pavilion, but the people of the seven forces know a little.

"The wind is all over the building..." the sword belongs to the Tallinn, and Chu Qingchi wants to stop talking.

Feng manlou's eyes are still empty, but with his soul induction, he also knows what happened.

But his face remained unchanged.

"No hurry... Wait and see..." the wind whispered all over the building.

Looking at the seven forces that kept silent, all the martial artists below were also cluttering at the bottom of their hearts.

Obviously, the identity of Tianjiao in the ancient Shaoyang Xingyu sword pavilion has restrained them and can't stop them.

Seeing that there was no obstacle, Gu Shaoyang showed a contemptuous smile around his mouth.

He looked at ye guchen with no sorrow or joy. It seemed that in his eyes, he was not a person, but an ant that could be crushed to death at any time at his feet.

"The sword pulse was abolished, the sword embryo was taken away, ye guchen, you can still go to this step to defeat Xia Yubing, who inherited the inheritance of the sword king. It was really beyond my expectation."

Gu Shaoyang's tone was indifferent.

"Gu Shaoyang, it's not that easy for you to kill me." ye guchen's face was cold.

The other side fought with Xia Yubing and suffered heavy losses. It is difficult to give full play to their combat power.

Moreover, even if ye guchen is in full bloom, it is difficult to compete with the ancient Shaoyang in the Xuanguan area of life and death.

This is the difference of birth.

But in ye guchen's eyes, there was no fear of death.

Only like Shura.

Ye guchen wants to cut off three sections of gratitude and resentment.

Now both Angelica sinensis and Xia Yubing are dead, leaving only Gu Shaoyang.

Even ye guchen remembered what his aunt xuansu said.

When he can defeat Gu Shaoyang and regain the congenital sword fetus, xuansu will tell him some things, including his origin and his parents.

Therefore, in any case, this ancient Shaoyang is the object that ye guchen must kill.

But at present, there is a big gap between him and Gu Shaoyang, and it is difficult to say whether he can even escape this disaster.

"Oh... In fact, it doesn't matter to me whether to kill you or not, because we are not people in the same world at all. I should even thank you..."

Gu Shaoyang gave a speech and then smiled.

"If it weren't for your congenital sword fetus, I wouldn't break through the gateway of life and death so quickly, become the first of the seven sons of the Big Dipper, get the title of the top ten childe, and become the childe Xingyun of Xingyu sword Pavilion."

"Without your congenital sword fetus, I would not be the ninth in the dragon and Phoenix list of the southern sky region. I would cover all the Tianjiao and see all the small mountains."

"Without your inborn sword fetus, I would not be favored by the immortal Yi cangyue of the ethereal sword Pavilion. She is the eighth grade Tianjiao. She has a gifted magic power and does not destroy the divine fetus. She can resonate with the inborn sword fetus. When she leaves the customs two years later, I can double cultivate with her and understand the inborn immortal sword fetus together."

"You brought all this to me, ye guchen, so do you think I should thank you?"

Gu Shaoyang smiled sincerely, as if he was really thanking ye guchen.

But the more sincere, the more representative of his ridicule and contempt for ye guchen.

This is a straightforward irony.

He wanted to see ye guchen show anger, unwillingness and extreme despair.

Because standing at a high place, he occasionally saw the anger of mole ants and felt some meaning.

But what makes Gu Shaoyang's smile converge is that ye guchen has no expression on his face at the moment.

Even the previous almost instinctive deep-seated anger subsided.

"Oh? Ye guchen, don't you have any feelings for my thanks?" Gu Shaoyang asked in a slightly heavy tone.

"Is it necessary?" ye guchen looked directly at Gu Shaoyang.

"Beidanggui wanted to plot against me, but he died under my hand."

"Xia Yubing wanted to replace me and take everything from me. As a result, she died under my hand."

"And you, Gu Shaoyang, although you took away my congenital sword fetus, you will still die under my hands in the future."

Ye guchen's tone was bland, as if he were talking ordinary words.

But these words made Gu Shaoyang's eyes sink completely.

Gu Shaoyang didn't say anything, but song Yuyao beside him seemed to have heard some of the best jokes and said with a smile: "Oh, it's funny. He even met such a mole ant who doesn't know the heaven and earth. Younger martial brother, it seems that he lost his mind after you took away his sword fetus."

Song Yuyao's tone was rather venomous.

As one of the seven sons of the Big Dipper in Xingyu sword Pavilion, she thinks highly of herself and has always looked down on others.

After Gu Shaoyang merged ye guchen's sword embryo and became the seed of Xingyu sword Pavilion, song Yuyao completely threw himself into his arms.

At the moment, seeing ye guchen say such words, she couldn't bear it and felt like hearing a big joke.

"Although Xia Yubing's vision is short, ye guchen's vision may not be long. If you are a frog at the bottom of a well, you don't know the vastness of Xiaonan's heaven."

Gu Shaoyang shook his head.

He didn't say any more. The real Qi in his body gathered, and the sea of Qi in Dantian and the sea of knowledge in his brain rolled.

Boom!

The sky full of stars seems to be rolling, and endless swords are surging.

Gu Shaoyang is a terrible Tianjiao at the level of life and death. He makes a move at will, which is far more powerful than Xia Yubing's extreme move.

But seeing the stars all over the sky, each of them turned into a sword, like falling rain, with the power of stars, killing ye guchen.

He didn't use Jizhao directly, because he still wanted to see ye guchen struggling to survive under him.

In the face of the star sword, ye guchen's eyes were like blood.

He did not give up, holding a meteorite soft sword, a terrible Shura sword came out.

"Gu Shaoyang, whatever means you have, just give it!"

Ye guchen, like a moth to the fire, releases the purest meaning of Shura sword.

Even if your body is burned, you should wash the sky with blood!