Faced with this mysterious seven kills, Ye Qingxuan also felt quite strenuous.
Although he still had some energy left, it was obvious that the mysterious Seven Kills had reservations.
The seven kills were just to contain himself and prevent him from attacking and killing Zhu Wusheng or Fu Yaozhong.
Ye Qingxuan exerted all his strength but punched in the air, full of anger and completely unable to vent.
Zheng!
With the sound of sword energy, Ye Qingxuan's figure disappeared in a flash, and then he struck out with a sword, piercing Qisha's throat.
Like a black Bana flower in full bloom, a ball of black qi bloomed in front of Qi Sha, and Ye Qingxuan's sword pierced into the flower's heart without any fancy.
The fierce sword qi was quickly melted in the black stellar qi, even the legendary magical skill of breaking demons was not much tougher than ordinary stellar qi.
Ye Qingxuan frowned, and the Buddha seal on the center of his eyebrows suddenly shone, boo—
Ye Qingxuan turned into a sword qi, penetrating Qisha's body, but at the last moment, Qisha suddenly turned into a plume of black smoke, making Ye Qingxuan's attack useless, and the eerie laughter came again, Black smoke billowed and condensed, Qisha reappeared.
"Ye Shaoxia, don't get angry, murderous intent is wrong for practice, hehehe..."
Ye Qingxuan flicked the fingers of his left hand slightly, but a strand of hair was entwined around his fingertips. He snorted coldly, and said mockingly: "I know how powerful Brother Qisha's evasion technique is, so it's just mediocre." Sniffing slightly, his expression It was very weird, "I know what a hero Qisha is, but I didn't expect to use low-quality fragrant milk. Huh, do you have no money, or are you ignorant?"
"You... fart!" Qi Sha was furious suddenly, and pressed his hands, and the seven black tentacles on his back attacked viciously again.
But just when Ye Qingxuan was about to deal with it, the flying black tentacles suddenly turned into nothingness with a "boom", and even the breath of seven kills was completely gone.
Ye Qingxuan frowned, then sighed secretly, and turned his head to look at the ten-foot-high boulder to one side.
Jiang Duanxian wore white clothes and a light gray cloak. The mountain wind blew up the cloak and made a loud noise in the air. He flicked the hilt of his sword and looked at Ye Qingxuan below with great interest.
Ye Qingxuan glanced around and asked, "Going away?"
"Let's go." Jiang Duanxian looked at Dahe in the distance, and said calmly: "They jointly attacked me with three hundred and sixty moves, but I only used nine swords. At the eighth sword, the momentum of the two people's joint efforts was broken, and the first During the Nine Swords, the two fled desperately... It's a pity that the two of them didn't have the determination to fight to the death, so they were bluffed by me, if they were willing to fight to kill one of them, they would definitely hurt me seriously."
Ye Qingxuan smiled wryly and shook his head, with the actions of these two selfish evil sects, how could they be willing to work hard for others.
"You are Ye Qingxuan?"
With a flash of a figure, Jiang Duanxian fell not far from Ye Qingxuan.
"Exactly."
Ye Qingxuan was on guard all over, and replied lightly.
Jiang Duanxian nodded and walked straight towards him without saying a word.
Ye Qingxuan remained motionless, with an elegant smile on his face.
In his consciousness, it was not a person who came to Fangfo, but a Heavenly Sword shot down from the nine heavens, with unparalleled vigor, which made his eyebrows ache.
This sword seemed harmless to humans and animals, but in Ye Qingxuan's feeling, it seemed that a sword would hit him at any time and kill him.
So he didn't dare to be negligent at all times, and his strong spiritual consciousness was suddenly raised to the extreme. The soul of the whole person flew out of the body in an instant, came three feet above his head, and quietly looked at himself below.
At this moment, all emotions are removed, leaving only a voiceless, colorless, desireless body.
Looking at it from such an extraordinary angle, the feeling Jiang Duanxian gave him was no longer as sharp as a divine sword.
In this way, the two passed each other seemingly casually, but in fact the danger inside was not weaker than the previous duel.
Jiang Duanxian didn't say a word so far, and Ye Qingxuan also stood still.
Jiang Duanxian went straight down the mountain. On the bank of the big river, Yan Gongzhan, the "good dragon", personally rowed a small boat to meet him. At the same time, he also saw Ye Qingxuan on the mountainside.
After Jiang Duanxian boarded the boat and Yan Gongzhan rowed out for a distance of tens of feet, he finally couldn't help his curiosity and asked, "Brother, what do you think of Ye Qingxuan?"
Jiang Duanxian smiled slightly, and replied: "Okay, okay, okay!"
After finishing speaking, he looked towards the vast river again, and did not move at all until now.
Yan Gongzhan was astonished, his elder brother had never spoken so highly of someone for so many years, even the "Sword God" Li Muchan back then, he could only get the comment of a "sword play boy" from him.
In the distance, Li Daotian's five-story boat was still waiting in the middle of the river. When he saw Jiang Duanxian's boat approaching in the distance, he immediately raised the flag, and the ox horns and war drums were beating loudly.
Yan Gongzhan's expression froze, knowing that this elder brother especially hated dealing with entertainment on these occasions except for special matters, he told Li Daotian not to engage in such a thing, unexpectedly, he still didn't listen.
Sure enough, seeing that the distance from the five-storey boat was less than a hundred feet, the boat that Yan Gongzhan personally steered suddenly stopped on the middle of the river. No matter how vigorously he rowed, the boat remained motionless.
Seeing sweat on his forehead, Yan Gongzhan said awkwardly: "Brother, it's a rare victory this time, and the heroes of the world have been looking forward to seeing you again, why not this time..."
"It's just ants..." Jiang Duanxian sneered slightly, turned around, and his figure disappeared over the river in a breath.
The sun sets on the western mountain, and the sky and the earth are crimson.
Yan Gongzhan sighed helplessly, and with a single step, he flew over a distance of nearly a hundred feet and landed on the bow of the boat. Behind him, the boat turned into powder and merged into the river.
Seeing Yan Gongzhan came back alone again, Li Daotian and Li Muru who had been waiting for a long time looked at each other in blank dismay.
"Is everyone Jiang unwilling to meet us?" Li Daotian asked.
Yan Gongzhan glanced at him coldly, and said: "You can handle your own affairs by yourself. The leader of the martial arts is not a tool to help you deal with private affairs..."
After speaking, he walked into the cabin without looking back.
Li Daotian's face turned blue and red, he was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while.
Li Muru sighed, patted Li Daotian on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Brother Li, the Northern Dynasty is over, and even if the Nine Dragon Palace promised to help you, what can the world do? The throne is not as secure as your position as the leader of the Youlong Gang..."
"I just don't believe it!" Li Daotian snorted angrily, and said solemnly: "With my Li Daotian's ability and this kind of capital in my hands, can't I get even a little bit of benefit?"
"Although the benefits can't be exchanged...but they can be sold!" Li Muru rolled his eyes, leaned close to his ear, and said softly: "That depends on who you are going to sell to and how much you are going to sell... Believe me, The sooner you get rid of it, the greater the benefits."
Li Daotian's eyes lit up, and he asked: "In Brother Li's opinion, who should I sell these things in my hand to?"
Li Muru pointed to the eagle flag on the far shore, and said with a smile, "Go and ask yourself."