"Vovolume......"

Suddenly, a cross-shaped magic weapon appeared and continued to rotate on Qingyu's right palm. Thunder came into being in response and rushed down from the sky.

The strange moves of the ten directions·Thunder and Thunder.

Thunder and lightning bombarded the Tianjue Demon-killing Sword Formation, and the four swords were shaking together, and the sword energy emitted was also unstable.

The powerful thunder lightning had not disappeared, and it hit the Zhenwu Sword and turned into a sword energy without a trace. The awe-inspiring power filled the sword edge.

The sky thunder guides my sword.

The thunder sword was slashed down and the sword was destroyed. The thunder lightning made the illusory sword blade collapse, and lightning even spread along the blade to Xiao Qianxiu's hands, making his arms numb and stiff and difficult to move.

"Master Xiao, I said that with the help of foreign objects..."

While speaking, the figure was still in front, and before the words were finished, the figure was already behind.

The universe is my way.

When the heart reaches the sword reaches the end, Zhenwu Gate cut across Xiao Qianxiu's waist, and with one sword, he broke his sword body and cut out bloody scars.

"······I can't act violently in front of me!"

At this time, Qingyu used the evil and vicious Xuanyin Twelve Swords, but there was no evil spirit in his hand. It turned ruthlessly into sharpness, and Yinyin turned into righteousness. This changed sword energy was that even Xiao Qianxiu, who had coveted the Xuanyin Twelve Swords, had never recognized the origin of the sword technique.

Since giving up the Xuanyin sword energy, Qingyu has escaped from the treacherous Xuanyin Twelve Swords, and the sword energy has been transformed freely. In his hands, the Xuanyin Twelve Swords can be the Xuanyang Twelve Swords or the Xuanfeng Twelve Swords.

Of course, if necessary, it can also be re-transformed into Xuanyin, which is even more vicious and fierce than the original Xuanyin Twelve Swords.

"bite--"

Xiao Qianxiu suddenly turned around, and the re-condensed illusory sword blade touched the Zhenwu Sword, making a crisp sound, but behind the Zhenwu Sword was the howling roaring wind.

Qiankun Xunfeng.

A bitter whirlwind that whirlwind came from all directions with the momentum of a crazy dragon dancing. The top of the whirlwind spiraled into a cone and drilled into Xiao Qianxiu's body, and there were several blood holes in an instant.

"ah--"

Xiao Qianxiu screamed and flew backwards, but forcibly stopped his body. The fragments of talent flew out of his hands and ascended to the sky to the side of the other four swords. "Sword energy gathers, Tian Jue-"

"call--"

Qingyu gathered qi, and the fierce waves of air were sucked into the body, and then induced out, "Zha——"

The dragon roars, the Buddhist gatekeeper moves first showed divine power, Qingyu floated in the air, and lotus flowers unfolded from behind, and the extreme roar burst out with a wave of roar, causing Xiao Qianxiu, who wanted to make his last fight, to suffer a heavy blow, his body collapsed, and his soul failed.

"puff--"

He raised his head and spit out a mouthful of blood. Xiao Qianxiu was no longer able to support him. He was bombarded by the air waves and fell to the bottom of the peak.

"easy!"

Qingyu flapped his sleeves, and his true energy turned into a jade belt, capturing the four swords in the sky, and at the same time stretched out one hand to hold the fragments of talent.

When the sword returned to the sheath, all directions were destroyed and the system was in the space of the system. Qingyu's figure turned around, but another figure walked out of his body and disappeared suddenly.

"Come up."

The sound was heard, and the sound of clothes sounded. A man was dying and was still approaching the top of Xiao Qianxiufei, who was exhausted and dry.

On the numb face, there were also those calm eyes. This person was Xiao Qianxiu's eldest disciple - Xiao Qiye.

"You..." Xiao Qianxiu saw his disciple carrying him to the enemy, so he didn't know why?

"puff--"

Another mouthful of blood, Xiao Qianxiu's breath became increasingly decayed, and his eyes began to be confused and lost.

"Give him the last blow, I promised you to fulfill your promise." Qingyu looked at the numb swordsman and said.

Xiao Qiye looked at Xiao Qianxiu's face that had already appeared in a dead gray color. He seemed to have many worries in his numb eyes. He wanted to tell but couldn't get it, but he could only turn into a sigh.

As his master, he was like a demon in his family's continuation and bloodline. At first, everyone thought that Xiao Qianxiu accepted him as his adopted son and wanted him to pass on the incense. But in fact, Xiao Qianxiu attached great importance to the honor of the Xiao family. Even if he really wanted outsiders to pass on the incense, he would never let others know, thinking that the Xiao family was gone.

Therefore, Xiao Qianxiu married many concubines in a row, and seemed to have hope for his own hard work, but in fact he borrowed the seeds from Xiao Qiye (will this be harmonious) and stole the bell in a veil, hoping to let Xiao Qiye's son inherit the Xiao family.

No matter what the inside story is, outsiders cannot know that the Xiao family is lost. This is Xiao Qianxiu's twisted and perverted thought.

But no one expected that a concubine was pregnant with Xiao Qiye's descendants, but Xiao Qianxiu finally won the prize and he had a descendant.

As a result, all the concubines who were related to Xiao Qiye were silenced, and even the concubine who was pregnant with Xiao Qiye's descendants was no exception.

This also planted the seeds of dissonance between the two sides and bears the fruit of revenge today.

Xiao Qiye betrayed his master and started with Qingyu coming to him. The sword mark was fake. Just relying on the Heavenly Escape Sword Technique, the Chunyang Sword could not use the sword energy that was comparable to the gods. This was created by Xiao Qiye who took the initiative to let Qingyu make it.

Elder Jia, the doctor who was responsible for checking the sword scar, was also Qingyu's man, so even though the sword injury was a bit strange, Elder Jia still said that, which aroused Xiao Qianxiu's greed.

From beginning to end, Xiao Qianxiu was in the lie woven by Qingyu and stepped into the trap bit by bit. Although the later decision to win the final victory surprised Qingyu, it did not affect Xiao Qianxiu's defeat.

"Puchi--"

Xiao Qiye's right hand sank into Xiao Qianxiu's chest. The already corrupted body in the Shen Realm did not play any defensive role. He clenched his heart with his palms. Looking at the eyes that were wide open due to the pain, Xiao Qiye pinched it hard.

With a muffled sound, Xiao Qianxiu lost his last trace of life. His wide open eyes still reflected the figure of his eldest disciple, but he had lost the agility of his life.

"Xiao Qiye, in the future, only the real person will follow you!"

The great revenge was revenged, Xiao Qiye knelt on the ground in the middle of the day, presented his loyalty to Qingyu, and accepted the demon seed that was sank between his eyebrows.

Among the demon seeds, there was a message circulating, with fierce and treacherous sword paths, and the magical sword technique filled Xiao Qiye's mind.

"You have endured hatred for many years and have long created a demonic heart. This demon sword evolved from a magic sword, which is just right for your nature. When the time is ripe, I will plant demon blood for you. By then, your strength will improve by leaps and bounds, and it is not impossible to get a glimpse of the realm of divine enlightenment." Qingyu said.

"Xie Zhenren!" Xiao Qiye lowered his head and said.

"No, don't call me real person, for a while in the future..."

Qingyu's figure suddenly changed, from his face to his clothes, he became exactly the same as Xiao Qianxiu who was dying with his eyes. Even his expression seemed to be similar, and there was no flaw at all.
Chapter completed!