Thousands of feet high in the void, a five foot Blue Peacock quickly flew over the sky.


    A slovenly old man in white robe and a beautiful lady in Palace Dress in her early thirties are sitting on the back of a blue peacock. The old man in white robe has a green gourd hanging on his waist, full of wine.


    "This green pear spirit wine is good. It''s just a little less. I didn''t have enough to enjoy it. I knew that. When I came back, I would have asked tianjizi for more jars."


    The white robed old man belched with wine and said with regret.


    The lady in Imperial costume laughed and said, "elder martial brother ye, this green pear spirit wine is a fourth-order spirit wine. It''s said that it''s brewed from thousand year old green pear yuan fruit. Tianjizi also loves wine. It''s good that he can give you some. By the way, have you found Qijue Dao emperor?"


    "No, the seven Jue Dao emperor is eccentric and his whereabouts are uncertain. I didn''t meet him. I wanted to compete with him. It''s a pity."


    The white robed old man said and poured a mouthful of spirit wine into his mouth.


    All of a sudden, his face was surprised, and his eyes were full of surprise.


    "The meaning of the sword is understood by someone. Younger martial sister Yang, let me go first."


    The old man in white robe dropped a word and turned it into a white light and flew to the ground.


    In Qingshi square, hundreds of flying swords flew into the air, shaking and making a series of clear sounds.


    Wang Qingshan''s face is pale, and his body exudes an amazing sense of sword. Around him, there are thousands of green flying swords, which are the unity of hundred swords.


    Zhou Yunxiao felt the amazing sword spirit of Wang Qingshan, and his face was dignified.


    "Chop."


    With Wang Qingshan''s falling, thousands of green flying swords rushed to Zhou Yunxiao. Thousands of green flying swords merged into one in the middle of the journey, and turned into a huge green sword more than 50 feet long. With a piercing sound, they cut to Zhou Yunxiao fiercely.


    This is the real unification of all swords.


    Zhou Yunxiao didn''t dare to neglect. He held the red sword in his hands. With a sound of "puff", a layer of red flame appeared on the body of the sword, wrapped in the red sword, and the heat wave was rolling.


    He split into the void in front of him, his face turned pale quickly, and a hundred Zhang long red sword flew out, with a huge heat wave to meet the blue sword.


    "Boom!"


    Red Dao Qi was smashed by the blue sword, and the blue sword came to Zhou Yunxiao in an instant.


    His face tightened, and the long red knife in his hand cleaved toward the huge blue sword.


    With a click, the blue sword cuts on the red sword, and there are several small cracks on the red sword.


    Zhou Yunxiao''s eyes were wide open. In his incomprehensible eyes, the red long sword fell into pieces, and the huge blue sword chopped toward Zhou Yunxiao.


    At this time, Zhou Yunxiao burst out a piercing red light, a huge pressure of spirit rushed out of him, and a red robed man''s shadow rose from behind him.


    The red robed man''s clothes are embroidered with dragon patterns. He wore a red crown on his head. All over with dignity.


    The red robed man raised his right hand and patted it on the blue sword, which was smashed. The shadow faded, and soon disappeared.


    "The emperor respected the empty shadow!"


    Leng Rumei exclaimed, "it''s troublesome to refine this kind of treasure. It will also consume a lot of real yuan from the cultivators. They need to be recuperated for a period of time. Only the particularly outstanding younger generation, the monk Yuanying, can refine this kind of treasure to protect themselves.".


    "You have understood the meaning of the sword. It''s good. It''s not in vain. If it wasn''t for the protective treasure refined by grandfather Xuan, I would have died. If you won, you don''t have to use the third move."


    Zhou Yunxiao''s eyes were fixed on Wang Qingshan. With a bold smile, his eyes toward Wang Qingshan were full of fanaticism.


    Wang Qingshan was relieved to hear this.


    To tell you the truth, this blow exhausted his mana, and he couldn''t fight any more.


    Among the royal families of the Dayan Dynasty, Zhou Yunxiao must be the key training object.


    If you really kill Zhou Yunxiao, it will definitely affect the family, and Wang Qingshan himself will be in trouble.


    "You didn''t lose and I didn''t win. It''s a draw."


    Wang Qingshan shook his head and said, "you should know how to advance and retreat in life. In most people''s eyes, he has won. That''s enough. Don''t give up the verbal first name.".


    If you really accept two pieces of jiedan, Wang Qingshan will certainly be in the limelight. He will also offend the Dayan Dynasty and even become the object of other envy.


    Wood show in the forest, the wind will destroy it, life or a little more modest is better.


    He also wanted to make friends with Zhou Yunxiao. One more friend is better than one more enemy.


    Zhou Yunxiao shook his head and said, "as I said, if you are defeated, you will lose. If you are not tied, Wang Qingshan, I will remember your name. After you enter jiedan period in the future, you can come to the Dayan Dynasty in the Central Plains to find me. Let''s fight again. Next time, I will definitely defeat you."


    His tone was strong and confident.


    "A good one is defeated. Boy, who are youWith a flash of white light, an old man in a sloppy white robe suddenly appeared near the challenge arena. He had no magic power.


    "The seven Jue Dao emperor is a family teacher, but I''m only a registered disciple."


    Zhou Yunxiao said honestly.


    When Leng Rumei saw the old man in white robe, her jade appearance changed slightly. She quickly walked up to the old man in white robe, bowed herself and said, "disciple lengrumei, I''d like to meet Mr. Ye."


    The old man nodded, looked at Wang Qingshan and asked in a deep voice, "Wang Qingshan, right! Have you ever had a master? "


    "If I go back to my predecessors, I have no master."


    The white robed old man nodded and said with a kind face: "I''m Ye Feng, the main peak of qianjianfeng in taiyixianmen. Would you like to worship me as your teacher?"


    As soon as these words fell, the spectators'' faces showed an envious look.


    It''s a great honor for Yuan Ying Jian Xiu to take the initiative to accept apprentices.


    Wang Qingshan was a little excited, but he thought of something and hesitated.


    "Wang Xiaoyou, Uncle Ye is the first sword cultivator of taiyixian sect. Maybe you haven''t heard of his old man''s name. You should have heard of xiaoyaojianzun. His old man only has two disciples, and you are the third. If you are under Uncle Ye''s sect, you will have a bright future. Jiedan is just a piece of cake."


    Leng Rumei''s voice was heard by Wang Qingshan, and his eyes were full of envy.


    Ye Feng takes the initiative to accept his disciples. It''s a good thing that he can''t find with a lantern. I don''t know how many disciples of taiyixian sect want to bow to Xiaoyao jianzun. However, Xiaoyao jianzun has very high requirements for his disciples. So far, they only accept two disciples.


    Wang Qingshan pondered for a moment and said, "this matter is very important. Can you allow me to think about it for a night?"


    After hearing this, the monks at the scene were stunned. Some envious people began to curse their mother. Monk Yuanying was willing to accept you as an apprentice. What else do you want to consider?


    Ye Feng is slightly stunned. It''s the first time for him to encounter this kind of situation. He ponders for a moment and agrees: "OK, I''ll let you think about it for one night."