Chapter 6239

A spirit like substance came to Ye Qian and directly locked his Qi.

Ye Qian didn't move. His spirit was tough and sharp. It seemed that he had been tempered a lot, and then he was infused with a will to break the Dharma. Even with Ye Qian's strong spirit, he could not break this spiritual lock.

This move belongs to the clan. It's hard to take it!

Or underestimate the world!

Ye Qian's face is dignified. He looks at the Blood Sword elder in the distance, and the long river of Blood Sword is flowing and growing. Even if he is a genuine sword practitioner, he may not be able to understand it. It's really incredible that this evil family has such a genius.

Ye qian can jump into space and flash directly to the elder of the blood sword. He has no intention to do so. He wants to see which is better, Wan Jian Guizong or his sword.

An unprecedented pride burst out from ye Qian's heart. I'll give you time to build up your momentum. Come on, let me see how far the wanjian Guizong, known as the No.1 attacker, can reach under the seven levels of peeping Tao realm!

Ye Qian kept the royal power behind him. Facing the Blood Sword elder, he closed his eyes slowly.

A fierce momentum appeared from ye Qian. It was contained but not exposed. It was slowly promoted, and the ancient sword appeared in his hand out of thin air.

Wuliang Lingli rushes all the way to the ancient Dao from Dantian. However, the ancient Dao doesn't appear purple as usual.

Purple lines appear on the blade of the ancient Dao. For a moment, purple covers the whole blade.

The purple light spread, and the blade began to grow slowly under the purple light. Instead of covering it with a purple awn, the blade changed from the blade to the blade.

In a moment, the ancient Dao expanded to the length of Zhang, and a touch of purple light appeared on the blade, constantly absorbing Ye Qian's spirit and momentum.

Behind Ye Qian, the royal power and wealth nervously looked at the ever expanding river of Blood Sword in front of him. Even though he was isolated from the spirit of the underworld sea array, the royal power and wealth were also destroyed. A wave of despair appeared in his heart.

Can master Ye really block the sword repair's strongest attack?

"Blood Sword, stop, stop!"

"Blood Sword, you're crazy. Don't mess around!"

"Blood Sword, aim at Wang Fugui, please. Don't kill the alchemist. He is the future of the family..."

The other three elders who came together felt that they were getting tired now, almost all of them were talking to elder Xuejian, and even the cold sweat came out of their forehead.

Blood sword at the moment of mood they understand, they three also want a sword to kill that alchemist.

But if you want to go back, you can't really do that!

The eight grade Alchemist is concerned with the future rise of the family. If you are killed by the Blood Sword elder, you will not be able to pass the old pass of the two families, let alone the family sovereignty!

Hurry back to hurry, let the three of them go up to interrupt the Blood Sword elder's preparation, they also dare not, this ultimate move, they dare to go up to block two results.

He was killed by wanjian Guizong by mistake, or the elder of blood sword was killed by a counter attack, and he exploded.

Neither of them is what they want, but when the move takes shape, the Alchemist is killed, and the result is not what they can bear.

At the moment, the three elders were completely disorganized, and a sense of sadness spread in their hearts.

Even if the family sovereignty is born in the rain, it is already the seven major abilities of peeping into the Taoist realm. After watching the power of Blood Sword elder Wan Jian Guizong, he is speechless and can't say it hard.

The Alchemist is dead!

The three elders looked at the gradually formed wanjian Guizong, and a touch of despair appeared on their faces. Although people were killed by blood swords, they must bear the consequences together.

Even if they are the elders of the family and kill a bapin alchemist who is related to the future of the family, the consequences are unbearable.

In the killing hall.

Yu Sheng suddenly gets up and solemnly forgets the place where blood sword elder Wan Jian comes back to gather.

"Ten thousand swords belong to the family! What's the matter with Blood Sword? What do you want to do

"Master, be careful!"

The two families didn't even look at Quan Yusheng. They also looked at the river of blood sword that could be seen from a long distance. His son's blood sword's wanjian Guizong was once the base of his family. Can you kill a Wang Fugui and need wanjian Guizong?

After all, his eldest son is likely to die in the hands of the alchemist. It's not inconceivable that he can force the blood sword to use ten thousand swords to return home!

The old man sighed. He didn't speak. His head hurt badly. Wang Fugui was killed by the blood sword. Fortunately, if he was an alchemist, the family would never have peace.

"If the alchemist died of ten thousand swords, then the elders of the two clans will go to Houshan to raise Tiannian."

Quan Yusheng sneers at Wang Fugui's death. He doesn't feel sorry for him. If he can protect him, he can't protect him. But if the Alchemist is dead, the clan hall won't give him an explanation. He will never be good at doing anything.

With that, Quan Yusheng flew directly across the hall towards the fighting place."Let's all go, there must be a result!"

The old people of the Han nationality signal to others to follow. They are too lazy to say anything. They are tired and fart. They always lose both sides because of internal strife. In the end, no one can take advantage of them. Why!

"Blood Sword, stop it

Quan Yusheng came to the place where he fought in a blink of an eye. Under his mental induction, the long river of blood swords, which was transformed by the return of ten thousand swords, locked in the strange alchemist.

In a hurry, Quan Yusheng didn't even send a message. He directly ordered the eldest brother of the blood sword, but there was no movement on him. He stopped not far away.

"Blood Sword, put it away!"

The elders of the two clans also came here at this time and found out what they didn't want to happen. They quickly stopped their son. They were full of anger. If the alchemist died of wanjian's death, I'm afraid he would really go back to Houshan to raise himself, and there would be no more right to speak in the clan.

But the elders of the two clans did not dare to step forward to break the blood sword, so they had to jump.

The old man of the big clan led others around, and he didn't even have the desire to stop talking. He could see clearly that the trend of wanjian's return to the clan had already come to an end. At this time, he couldn't stop the move. In the family, only Yusheng, who had a glimpse of the seven fold Taoist realm, could fight to stop the move.

Looking at Quan Yusheng with a black face, the elder of the Han nationality sighed. He was afraid that the master of the family was happy. He wanted the alchemist to die and return to his family. In this way, he could overthrow the elder of the two nationalities and the family would be in control from then on.

Stop the alchemist's gun, it doesn't exist!

Let it be!

"Die

An irresistible sword appears on the periphery of the long river of blood sword, and ten thousand swords are finally formed. The Blood Sword elder's face is full of pleasure. He pinches his fingerprints and points at Ye Qian who killed his elder brother.

It's like the blood waterfall of Jiutian falling down. With the sword of destruction, the blood sword is swept away towards yeqian.

It's over! The three elders next to him were silent and closed their eyes

Good death! Quan Yusheng smiles at the corner of his mouth. He asks the elder Yu Shashen Hall of the two families. He's dead!

"No!" The hearts of the two old people were trembling, and the great blood color spirit power gushed out. It was useless to attack the blood sword river, but the blood color spirit power was swallowed up by the river.

The old men of the two clans took up their spiritual power in a moment, sighed dejectedly, and looked at the long river of blood sword, just like the rights of their own clans, getting farther and farther away.

"I'm dead!" Behind Ye Qian, the royal power and wealth were completely awed by the pouring blood sword river. It was as if they were stunned and stopped breathing.

"What a master of ten thousand swords!"

In the face of the long river of blood swords pouring down from heaven and earth, ye qian can feel the edge and power of the sword even tens of meters away.

Before the sword arrived, the power of the sword had already arrived. There were bloodstains on Ye Qian's face, and his clothes were cut into countless pieces, but ye Qian locked them with his Qi and barely kept them intact.

Ye Qian's spirit power is all on the sword at the moment. He can't separate half of his spirit power for defense.

"This knife, when it comes out, you will see blood!"

Ye Qian suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of awe struck light flashed, the ancient knife blade in his hand a touch of brilliance flow.

"This Dao can't be broken without anything!"

The momentum of Ye Qian's whole body was like a volcano eruption. The blade of the ancient sword trembled slightly and gave out a faint sound.

"This Dao is invincible!"

With an indomitable will to fight against heaven and earth, ye Qian rose and slowly raised the ancient Dao. The tip of the Dao brought a ripple of nothingness, as if the ancient Dao was shaking in space.

When the long river of Blood Sword turned from ten thousand swords to their ancestors was only one meter away from ye Qian, and the rich and noble king behind him closed his eyes and died in despair, the ancient sword in Ye Qian's hand finally reached the top.

"Kill Back half step, ye Qian low drink, with the invincible will, sideways to the instant blood sword river ruthlessly chop.

There is no dazzling sword in the past, and there is no grand momentum of ten thousand swords. The ancient sword cuts through the void, and a ripple of nothingness spreads out quietly.

The unstoppable and indomitable Blood Sword suddenly seemed to be cut off.

In a moment, where the ripples of the void passed, the long river of Blood Sword divided into two parts, slanting across both sides of Ye Qian's body, cutting out two deep chasms that were tens of miles long and more than one foot wide.

All the people in the field were shocked, but at the same time, they were relieved that they didn't die!

I don't know where the evil came from. Even ten thousand swords can be broken by one sword!

"What's the name of Dao technique?" The Blood Sword elder hovered in the air with a pale face. His voice was sharp and a little broken.

"Nameless!" Ye Qian looked at elder Xuejian and said seriously.

It's true that there is no name. Without the pressure of your sword, he can't use this move.

"What a knife The Blood Sword elder closed his eyes.

A thread of blood emerges from the middle of the body. The night wind blows, and the Blood Sword elder splits in two and falls

www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!