In the Great Yan Dynasty, the third prince, Yan Qiye, rejected the crown prince and left.
The most amazing and talented prince of the Great Yan Dynasty in the past thousand years, both talent and martial arts are rare in a thousand years.
Ten days later, Yan Qiye ascended to the Sword Sect of the State of Yan, and faced the hundred swordsmen of the Sword Sect alone.
No one knows what the outcome of this battle will be, but after the battle, Jianzong Zongmen will be closed and will not be born again for a hundred years.
On the Dayuehe River, Yan Qiye, dressed in azure robes, stood quietly at night, watching the river flowing eastward in front of him. One stop was ten days.
Ten days later, Yan Qiye's breath returned to calm, returning to the original, and his swordsmanship went further.
Ten days later, in Yan Qiye's hand, a long sword appeared, and the sword slashed with a sword energy of three thousand miles.
With a bang, the Dayue River separated, and the river hung upside down, like a waterfall in the sky.
After a sword, Yan Qiye took the sword and turned to leave.
Two months later, Jianshen Mountain, the land of Kyushu, recognized as the number one swordsman, has never been defeated for a hundred years.
Under the Sword God Mountain, the figure of Tsing Yi walked over and climbed the Sword God Mountain step by step.
On the Sword God Mountain, a middle-aged man in white opened his eyes and looked at the young figure walking down the mountain, his expression slightly condensed.
At the foot of the mountain, Yan Qiye raised his head and stared at the sword god on the mountain, and his figure disappeared instantly.
With lightning-fast movement, Yan Qiye appeared on the Sword God Mountain in the blink of an eye.
"Please!"
Yan Qiye looked at the figure in white on the mountain and said.
The sword god in white waved his hand, and on the cliff not far away, a long sword flew over, and the sword energy was amazing.
Yan Qiye also waved and held the sword, and his fighting spirit rose, and the sky was shaking.
On the mountain, the fallen leaves were falling, covering the eyes for a moment, and the two figures moved at the same time.
The two swords clashed, the sword energy rushed into the sky, and the rumble vibrated, resounding through the Sword God Mountain.
On this day, Jianshen Mountain was thousands of miles away, and the warriors looked at Sword God Mountain in the distance with expressions of shock on their faces.
boom!
Half a day later, the Sword God Mountain collapsed suddenly, and the falling rocks turned into rain.
In the earth-shattering battle, Yan Qiye came out with his sword in his hand, and since then, the sword god in white has disappeared from the world.
At the same time, in the mountains, rivers and rivers separated by endless distances, Ning Chen took Guigui and others to search for the Great Xianshan Sect to find the original legend of Daxia.
Suddenly, Ning Chen's expression was shocked, and he looked at the starry sky.
Is this feeling
Almost at the same time, all parties in the world, one after another with strong swords, looked at the starry sky.
In the starry sky, a huge vortex appeared in an area full of meteorites, and sword shadows appeared endlessly, constantly spreading around.
The astonishing vision shocked the world, and all the powerhouses in the heavens felt it and set off one after another.
"There is an innate sword born."
In the land of Kyushu, Yan Qiye looked at the sky, and a strange color flashed on his handsome face.
After a while, Yan Qiye stepped on his feet and turned into a sword light and rushed towards the starry sky.
In the starry sky, a stream of light pierced the void, and they rushed to the direction of the mutation.
In the Meteorite Turbulence Region, Yan Qiye, who was closest to him, swept over to him. Looking at the maelstrom of sword energy in front of him, he stopped for a moment and stepped into it.
Not long after Yan Qiye entered the vortex of sword qi, in the starry sky, one after another, the strong swordsmen appeared one after another, and without much hesitation, they entered the vortex one after another.
Among the many powerhouses in the world, Ning Chen and Mu Chengxue came, looked at the vortex of sword energy in front of them, and stopped.
"Why is there such a scene here?" Mu Chengxue asked.
"There is something innate born."
Ning Chen replied, "It looks like it's a sword."
"The sword of the innate?"
Mu Chengxue murmured softly and said, "It seems that there will be a bloody storm here next."
Innate treasures are so precious that it is impossible for one to be born in ten thousand years. However, every time a congenital treasure is born, it will be a bloodbath.
"Master, shall we go in?" Butterfly asked.
"Do you use a sword?" Ning Chen smiled.
"No." Butterfly shook his head.
"Then what are we going to do?" Ning Chen laughed.
"what?"
Butterfly said in surprise, "Then what are we doing here after traveling all the way?"
"Find someone."
Ning Chen said softly, "Senior, back then, what I liked most was to look for famous swords. If senior knew that there was an innate sword born, it would definitely come."
From all sides of the starry sky, there are still swordsmen coming one after another. The birth of the innate sword has made countless people in the world crazy.
In the vortex of sword qi, a waterfall of blood sprayed, and thousands of swordsmen were strangled by the vortex of sword qi, leaving no bones.
In the deepest part of the sword qi vortex, a pitch-black sword floated up and down, and the sword pressure was astonishing.
Not long after, Yan Qiye stepped forward in front of the Sword of Innate, and Wan Jian gave in wherever he passed.
Around the Innate Sword, the space disappeared, turned into a black hole, and swallowed all the light.
"Ningyuan!"
Yan Qiye looked at the two words engraved on the sword and whispered softly.
In the void, Ning Yuan seemed to feel the master's breath and kept shaking.
Yan Qiye stepped forward and stretched out his hand to hold the sword. Suddenly, the starry sky shook, and the terrifying sword pressure shook out.
Ningyuan touched the master's body, and in an instant, Ningyuan dissipated and submerged into the master's body.
In the starry sky, the vortex of sword qi disappeared out of thin air, and the sword pressure spread, sending all of them flying out.
In the shocked eyes of everyone, a figure in Tsing Yi walked out, with his back to everyone, full of breath, extremely powerful.
"The sword is on him."
Many swordsmen felt the breath of the man in Tsing Yi and said.
As soon as the words fell, the swordsmen looked at each other and rushed forward immediately.
"Sword sound, Feihong!"
At the moment when the swordsmen arrived, Ning Yuan appeared in Yan Qiye's hand, a sword slashed into the void, and a terrifying sword wave swept out.
In an instant, all the swordsmen flew out, and their combat power was temporarily lost.
In the distance, Ning Chen looked at the swordsman in front of him, his originally turbulent heart gradually calmed down.
In front, Yan Qiye seemed to feel the gaze behind him, turned around and looked over.
The two looked at each other, as if crossing the barrier of time, one was unfamiliar and the other was calm.
"senior!"
"senior!"
The two opened their mouths at the same time, casually, and froze at the same time.
After a while, the smile on Ning Chen's face grew brighter and brighter.
The sharply rising sword intent was more ferocious than Jingtao, Ning Chen pointed and slashed with one sword.
A shocking sword, the sword intent roars and rushes, destroying the void and annihilating the starlight.
Yan Qiye calmed down, his handsome face flashed a condensed color, and Ningyuan shook in his hand, and a sword greeted him.
boom!
The two swords attacked, and the starry sky suddenly split, and a huge crack appeared in the sky, spreading for millions of miles.
Countless swordsmen looked at the huge crack in the sky, and their faces were all shocked.
"Uh!"
A splash of blood splattered all over the sky, Yan Qiye stepped back three steps in a row, and the corners of his mouth were red.
Similarly, on the opposite side, a smear of blood overflowed from the corner of Ning Chen's mouth.
"Haha, happy!"
Unprecedentedly happy, Ning Chen stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned around and left. "Senior, goodbye."