Chapter 6489

"Ye Daoyou offered three cups. Wang has the friendship of being a host. He should give back three cups to Daoyou!"

Wang Xuesong, a young man in Huafu, still drank the third cup with a smile, then filled it again and said to Ye humbly.

"The first cup, to the Taoist friends who have come all the way, and encourage me to go all the way to find them!" Wang Xuesong, a young man in Huafu, swallows the wine in his glass with joy. The person wanted by the death warrant that Feixian cult can't find all the time is sent to the door. There's nothing better than this.

Interesting! Ye Qian's fourth cup of wine with a smile is also a master who wants to be decent and show his demeanor before he starts. Such a character is much more interesting than those fools who don't say anything and come up to fight and kill

"In the second cup, I'd like to offer my respects to Taoist friends. Only when they meet, can they drink, kill and send each other off."

Wang Xuesong, a young man in Chinese costume, drinks another cup of wine happily. He already knows Ye Qian's accomplishments. Four months later, he is in the middle of the seventh cycle of peeping at the Taoist realm. Even if there is no such arrogance in Feixian sect, he is not as proud as himself. Having such an opponent is a great pleasure in life.

"Good!" Ye Qian likes this sentence very much. With a smile, he fills the glass with wine again. Without him, he is bold enough to kill Wei Chengfeng in the secret place of the gate of heaven. Without him, there will be nothing later. Without him, he will not want to go around and kill Feixian cult. Naturally, they will not meet each other.

"The third cup, to Daoyou, is another contribution to my fame in Feixian sect. I will treat Daoyou well and bury him in the grave to make it all right!"

Elder Wang Xuesong, a young man in Huafu, drank the last cup of wine and said to other great powers:

"today, I'll win with ye Daoyou. If I win by chance, I'll have a drink with you. If I fail, please take Wang's body back to the mountain gate and have a good burial place!"

Wang Xuesong didn't feel sure that he would win. He used to be a natural pride. Naturally, he knew that the difference of some small realms in the same level would not bring any real advantage. Ye Qian was invincible in peeping through the Taoist realm. Now he has become a great power. He may not have no such fighting power. Just seeing the tragic death of elder Fang Jibo in Haiyun City, he knows that he can't guess Ye Qian's strength with common sense.

In this battle, Wang Xuesong will do his best, but he will not let his friends around him help to besiege Ye Qian. Wang Xuesong has his own pride. He was also the top ten pride of the younger generation. If he can't win the battle against Ye Qian, he doesn't think that these mediocre people around him will be of much use.

"Join hands with them, you have a good chance of survival!" Ye qian can't help but look at this opponent in a different light. He is so stupid that he wants to fight him one-on-one. Ye Qian doesn't know whether to say that this opponent is stiff or upright.

"If ye Daoyou were to assassinate, it would be easier to take Wang's head!" Wang Xuesong shows a confident smile. Ye Qian, the most wanted person in Feixian sect, dares to kill openly. How can he be half inferior to others.

"Come on, let's see what's extraordinary about Tianjiao, who is known as the first person of the young generation in xianmeng." Wang Xuesong said that a long golden sword flew out of his body. He stepped directly on it, rowed a golden light in the snow, and fell on the snow mountain not far from the valley.

"As you wish!" Ye Qian laughs. Only such an opponent is worthy of his full strength. His blood is a little hot. An ancient sword appears out of thin air in Ye Qian's hand. The space suddenly starts to appear on the top of the snow mountain. The ancient sword in his hand cuts Wang Xuesong's neck with a spatula.

"Is this the secret space skill of the gate of Tao you's rampant Tai? It's really weird and secret!" Wang Xuesong commented with a faint smile. The golden sword in his hand moved slightly, just in time to block Ye Qian's ancient sword. He even had the strength to shake Ye Qian back.

"Not bad!" Ye Qian didn't feel disappointed. Just now, he was just an ordinary knife. If he couldn't stop it, Wang Xuesong would not be his opponent.

"I have a sword of poverty, please appreciate it!" The golden sword in Wang Xuesong's hand is introverted and elegant. He stabs Ye Qian with a simple, quiet and insipid style, without a trace of fireworks.

This sword is Wang Xuesong's account of being someone else's younger brother for decades. He was born in a poor family. He started from a humble and insignificant background, but he came from behind and became one of the strongest cultivators of that generation!

"Well, this is brother Wang's unique skill in competing for the top ten position of the young generation of xianmeng. He keeps all the sword killing opportunities within his square inch. His power is more than ten times higher than before. When it breaks out overnight, his opponent is directly stabbed!"

Wang Xuesong was praised by Da Neng, who once participated in the ranking war of the top 100 young people in xianmeng of Wang Xuesong's generation. In those days, Wang Xuesong won the name of the top ten Tianjiao with this simple and unadorned move. Now, ye Qian is no exception.

The master of Kendo is more accomplished than the elder of Blood Sword in nanhuangquan family. He can directly return to the realm of simplicity!

Ye Qian eyebrows slightly a coagulation, Wang Xuesong came up without a trial, will fight rhythm directly into the peak.

To be honest, in terms of Dao Dao Dao, ye Qian is not as strong as Wang Xuesong. At least he only understands the sixth chop, and he can't achieve the unity of the six chop. If he hadn't understood the formula of reduplication, he might not have been able to take Wang Xuesong's move."Yes, it's second only to good!"

Ye Qian has a long sword in his hand, and his eyes are shining. In the sixth cut of the ninth straight cut, he directly cuts Wang Xuesong's golden sword. The six overlapping forces burst out in an instant. When he swings the golden sword away, ye Qian himself also feels a sword power that can't be broken. It's like a dam breaking, rushing towards him with unstoppable momentum.

"Keng..." There was a long cry of swords. At the moment of contact, they were shocked by each other's power and flew out. Fortunately, their physical strength was not low, and they did not receive any injuries.

"It's so easy to take it!"

All the great powers were shocked to see ye Qian, just like Wang Xuesong's simple sword. Ye Qian's sword was just as common, but he actually took Wang Xuesong's sword of fame.

"I have a sword of royal power and wealth. Please appreciate it!" Wang Xuesong has a smile on his lips. Dantian Lingli rushes into his sword. The golden Kendo Lingli breathes out the sharp edge of the sword. Wang Xuesong's whole body is shining like the sun. It's like a rising sun, and then bursts out the golden sword. With the sharpness of piercing through the void, ye Qian is within a hundred meters It's all shrouded in space.

"This is the royal power and wealth. Brother Wang became the core elder of the inner gate. He was rated as the posture of heaven and man by the eight great masters of Feixian sect. He is expected to transform the battle situation into the battle domain!"

Wang Xuefeng only once used the secret skill of royal power and wealth. No one has seen him perform it since then. I didn't expect that he was lucky to be an eye opener today.

"No, there's something wrong with those golden swords!" A Da Neng looks at the countless golden swords stabbing at Ye Qian doubtfully. Under his spiritual induction, these golden swords give people a sense of threat. They are not even as powerful as the poor and humble swords just now. No matter how many they are, they should not pose any threat to Ye Qian. Wang Xuefeng's move should not only have this power, but he can't feel what the problem is.

Ye Qian looks at the innumerable golden swords. His telepathy is similar to that of the great power practitioner. The golden swords are still useful to deal with ordinary great power practitioners. It's not as threatening to deal with Ye Qian as the sword just now. He cuts off the golden swords with an ancient sword in his hand. Ye Qian's heart is strange. It shouldn't be so simple.

"The wealth of sword lies in its body!"

Wang Xuesong's voice came out again. This time, it was very different. The voice turned every golden sword into a golden light wave and spread it. Ye Qian and Wang Xuesong were fighting in this small world, which was instantly rendered into a golden world without any other color.

"This is the real wealth of the royal power, I said, there must be something wrong, there must be a move after!" Just now, the confused Da Neng stood up excitedly and looked up at Wang Xuesong, who had turned into a golden sun in the void. His eyes were full of worship. This is the real appearance and momentum of celestial pride.

Ye Qian frowned. No matter how he moved, the golden light all around him was like a shadow. Even the ancient sword was stained with a layer of gold, but the golden light seemed to be completely harmless. It seemed that it was just a layer of brilliant color, which was very strange.

What's more, ye Qian found that no matter how the space advances, the distance between the golden sun he and Wang Xuesong has not changed. It seems that no matter where he goes, the golden world will follow him.

"The value of sword lies in its heart!"

Wang Xuesong's voice appeared again, and the whole golden world echoed this sentence endlessly. It went deep into every place, and then penetrated into Ye Qian's heart from his ears, nose, mouth, and every inch of his skin pores, and then echoed in his heart.

It was the first time for ye Qian to see this strange kendo. It seemed that it was a combination of the art of spirit and soul and kendo. At the same time, it had extraordinary power.

"The power of the sword lies in its front!"

The whole golden world falls with Wang Xuesong's words. Ye Qian feels that there is a pervasive space everywhere, and the will of Kendo is as if it is alive. It seems that the disaster of the way of heaven is not triggered, just waiting for the last moment.

At this moment, ye Qian finally understood that Wang Xuesong had obviously stepped out of the key step of breaking through the territory and entering the eight major areas. He knew how to transform the battle situation into the battle area. It was not too much to call it half step peeping into the eight major areas. He had already fallen into Wang Xuesong's unfinished battle area, and this was one of the characteristics of the battle area.

Different from the real eight major abilities of peeping Tao realm, Wang Xuesong is obviously not good enough. The front movement is totally accumulating the peak battle potential, and then evolved into a semi-finished battle field. The will of kendo, which is like the disaster of heaven, doesn't want to make trouble directly, but the accumulation is not enough. It needs Wang Xuefeng to continue to promote the evolution.

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