Ye guchen''s performance was beyond everyone''s expectation.


    It can be said that it was unexpected.


    Who would have thought that in one day, ye guchen could create his own swordsmanship.


    Not only that, his swordsmanship broke the record of Hua Wuxiu and Jian Jinghong.


    That''s a little too much.


    Will you let other Tianjiao live?


    "Dugu wubai didn''t want to save face for other Tianjiao?"


    Outside the ancient sword tomb, people were stunned. Some martial artists murmured to themselves and looked distracted.


    Hua Wuxiu''s face was a little white. Although he had not explicitly mocked before, that attitude was fully revealed.


    Ye guchen''s performance is to rub his face on the ground.


    "Let''s think about it before the next ridicule. Brother Dugu, not all cats and dogs can provoke." Kongkong added fuel to the fire and said sarcasm mercilessly.


    This almost surprised the Shangguan, and Yan Zi and others vomited blood.


    Isn''t that saying they are cats and dogs?


    But they can''t refute it.


    Because ye guchen really beat them in the face.


    Thinking of this, all the previous cynical aristocratic families Tianjiao were extremely oppressed and red, but they couldn''t say anything to refute.


    "I didn''t think there was a trace of accident." Jian Jiu smiled and sighed in the sky.


    "What a monster..." even Jian Xi muttered.


    Of course, even so, the first candidate for Jiankui in her mind is still jian13.


    However, Dugu wubai''s position in Jianzi''s mind was elevated again.


    Later, ye guchen and others also left the ancient sword tomb.


    The elders of the five colleges urged the keepsake to close the ancient sword tomb again.


    Two months after this opening, it is estimated that the ancient sword tomb will not be opened again for a long time.


    "Ha ha, Dugu Xiaoyou, you did a good job!" elder beixuan said with a smile, and his face was full of joy.


    In sharp contrast with beixuan elders, there are elders of aristocratic families such as Hua Mo and Yin Li.


    Chinese ink, in particular, seems to be painted with pot bottom ash. It''s not black.


    Elder beixuan couldn''t help but cast a teasing look and said, "who said that if Dugu wubai could create his own swordsmanship, he would kneel in front of me and kowtow three times?"


    When this remark came out, the eyes of many martial artists around also fell on Chinese ink.


    "Beixuan old ghost, you..." Hua Mo''s face twitched, his chest fluctuated sharply, stretched out his fingers to the beixuan elder, and his arms were shaking.


    "Didn''t you say that before? Now you dare not keep your promise?" elder beixuan continued with great pleasure.


    "You... Hum..." Hua Mo''s face was very embarrassed.


    Although there are many martial artists around, they dare not speak openly because of the Hua family.


    However, the teasing color in the eyes still makes Hua Mo feel like vomiting blood in his heart.


    "Let''s go..." Hua Mo shook his sleeves and blushed. He didn''t want to stay here anymore.


    Hua Wuxiu looked at ye guchen and said: "the one who laughs last is the winner. Dugu wubai will see the result in the sword battle."


    Hua Wuxiu didn''t argue about anything.


    His face is lost today.


    Finally, the only chance to turn over is in the sword competition.


    As long as ye guchen is killed in the ten thousand demon nest and the relics of the holy Dynasty, it will naturally turn defeat into victory.


    Moreover, he is not the only one who wants ye guchen to die.


    And the mysterious sword chief.


    So no matter what the result is, ye guchen finally finds it difficult to get out of the relics of the holy Dynasty alive.


    At the thought of this, Hua Wuxiu''s mouth aroused a sneer.


    The winner is still unknown!


    Hua Mo hurried away with a group of Chinese family, and his back was somewhat embarrassed.


    The rest of Sun Moon college and Changhe college can''t stay and leave directly.


    Finally, the disciples of Shenya college cheered. Ye guchen was already a God in their eyes.


    "Well, everybody, go back to the college and prepare for the sword battle." elder beixuan waved his sleeve and said.


    The ancient sword tomb, ye guchen can be described as a complete success.


    Got the top-grade emperor level sword skill, eight pole samsara sword formula.


    God robbery, dead sword lotus, ultimate sword domain and other bottom card means have also made progress.


    It has created a more powerful move, Wushan Canghai.


    Finally, I got a mysterious stone.


    In a word, ye guchen is full of harvest.


    He has more confidence in the sword battle after that.


    "It shouldn''t be too far from the Tianjiao battlefield. This sword battle, I will become a sword!" ye guchen made up her mind.


    No one can stop him from becoming a sword.


    Later, ye guchen also returned to Shenya college and entered the final stage of cultivation and consolidation.


    It was no surprise that the ancient sword tomb spread all over the sword Dynasty again.


    Ye guchen has been in three secret places in a row, creating a record that has never been recorded before.


    For a time, the limelight is no different.


    ……


    On a high peak, the chieftain stood upright, holding the pagoda in his hand, and his dark gold long hair fluttered.


    The bronze mask on his face gave him a mysterious smell.


    Several figures came from the surrounding void.


    "Jiankui, are you ready?"


    "There must be no accident this time," said another voice.


    These sounds, integrated into the void, are very ethereal.


    But without exception, they all exude the breath of false saints. They are the strong false saints of some aristocratic families.


    "Don''t worry, I''ve been waiting for this opportunity for too long. There will be no problem. The sword Dynasty will change the world and usher in a new era!" Jian Kui''s tone is high and ambitious.


    "That''s OK. This is your deal with our family. However, Dugu wubai will die anyway!"


    In the void, a cold and incomparable voice came again.


    If ye guchen is here, you can certainly hear that this voice is Hua Yuntao.


    "Don''t worry, Dugu wubai is a sharp sword. If you can''t submit to me and use it for me, you can only... Break it!" the sword leader said, killing the sky, as if to freeze the void!


    In another part of the sword Dynasty, a figure stood alone on the lonely cliff.


    He wore a strange purple mask on his face, and his purple hair was windless.


    With his hands behind him, the whole person has a spirit of swallowing thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.


    This kind of prestige is not inferior to the sword leader, and even has a natural feeling of being superior.


    It''s the mysterious Tianjiao, purple!


    "Jian Kui, Jian Jing Hong, Jian 13, Hua Wuxiu, Dugu wubai, who can surprise me? After all, I haven''t met an opponent for a long time except the demons of emperor Haotian." Zi murmured to himself.


    He had a purple face and purple hair, so he was called Purple by the sword Dynasty.


    No one knows who purple''s real identity is.


    He seldom appeared in the sword Dynasty.


    This time, Zizhong decided to do it.


    As soon as he whistled, a huge dragon monster fluttered in the air.


    It was a powerful monster with a dragon''s head and a pair of bat like wings.


    With a flash of his body, he stepped on the back of the monster.


    "Purple winged bat dragon, go!" Purple shouted.


    The purple winged bat dragon held his head high and sent out a shocking dragon chant, flying away in one direction.


    It is the direction of the ten thousand demon nest!