Xiao Liushui is more terrible than Ling Yan. At least in terms of individual combat power, Xiao Liushui has been granted the king and the ancestor. He is the first person under the Lord of the world. He is absolutely a perfect existence! But after being granted the title of ancestor, it disappeared less than half a year ago, that is, about 300 years ago from the battle of the great wilderness.


    The sword''s momentum is like an immortal, and it can be broken into nine worlds. This is what described Xiao Liushui''s strength in those years.


    However, no one knows that it was Xiao Shuishui who challenged ye QingHan that year. As a result, he was killed by Ye QingHan''s 3000 moves and robbed his soul memory. A complete set of Kung Fu was swept over. It was not until the memory of the Lord''s soul was restored that this set of sword technique sounded slowly. It has infinite power! It is definitely the top existence.


    "Is that true? Can there be evidence to prove that the secret technique you have in your hand is indeed the flowing water sword technique?" an old man came out upstairs. He was immortal and full of precious light. He was close to his eyes, but he felt that the mountain was not a mountain and the fog was not a fog. It was very vague. He was the one who existed half a step!


    Ye QingHan raised his eyes and looked at the old man. He was sure he didn''t know him. He should be a rising star, otherwise he couldn''t know him!


    The old man is also staring at ye QingHan. His eyes are as bright as electricity and moving. People dare not look directly at him. The expectation in his eyes is stronger than anyone else, because he knows Xiao Shuishui and naturally understands the power of Shuishui sword!


    "It seems that the elder knows the water sword technique. Please give me a decent divine sword. I''ll show you the essence of the water sword technique. Three moves are enough to prove that my sword technique is the water sword technique." ye QingHan said faintly.


    As soon as the old man raised his hand, a supreme artifact appeared. The divine law followed. The shocked auction house buzzed, and the sound of sword singing echoed in the house, which was very pleasant.


    "Eh? This is... The top ten famous swords in ancient times and the fourth Qingfeng sword." ye QingHan said in surprise.


    "I''m curious. Who are you? Why do you know so much? The ten famous swords of ancient times, not to mention you, even the Lord of contemporary hell, the snow Nine Emperor and the Lord of Shenzong, don''t know. Why do you know?" the old man asked with a frozen eyebrow.


    "When the sword comes out of the clouds, its potential is like running water, standing like an immortal, smiling at all sentient beings."


    Ye QingHan looked at the old man and whispered a few words.


    The old man was shocked in his eyes. His fingertips trembled and asked hoarsely, "are you the descendant of the king of Xiao? The next generation? Is he still alive?"


    Ye QingHan smiled but didn''t speak. He said more and made more mistakes. Such a vague answer was the best. He could change his mouth when he was soon exposed. Anyway, he didn''t personally admit that he was the next generation of Xiao Liushui.


    The old man thought deeply and reached out to send the Qingfeng sword to ye QingHan.


    Ye QingHan holds the Qingfeng sword, and immediately integrates with the sword, as if it were a natural sword. With a slight shock on the wrist, the sword meaning condenses and the sword way roars.


    Chant——————


    Ye QingHan''s figure moves in the narrow auction house, such as Xianlin. His figure is elegant and shaped like running water.


    "The sword is like running water, meaning to break the nine realms of heaven!"


    Whew, whew, whew——————


    The light of the sword is like electricity. In this narrow space, the control is subtle and the contraction is at will. The sword tip breaks through the nothingness and directly kills the throat of the God. Before the sword arrives, the sword Qi locks the throat.


    Hum!


    The God was surprised. His figure retreated fiercely. In a panic, he almost fell down. He supported the table with one hand, raised his body back, and the sword spirit flashed over his face.


    "The fairy sword comes out of its scabbard and looks down on all sentient beings!"


    Shua!


    The light of the sword sweeps across like the stars. Everything withers wherever it passes. The God is directly shrouded in it. The sword spirit destroys the withered and decadent into the God''s body.


    Ah——————


    The God screamed and directly used the inside information. The pseudo boundary device was taken out and rushed into the galaxy. The auction house was almost lifted.


    Whew——————


    The sword in ye QingHan''s hand was wiped gently, whirled from the God''s neck, and the figure flashed away. He returned to the old man. He looked at the blood mark on the God''s neck with an evil smile. The power of the sword potential was self-evident. Just if ye QingHan''s realm was equivalent to that of the God, it was enough to wipe him out in that instant. The God''s face fake boundary tools could not be used and died.


    The God was furious and stared at ye QingHan coldly. If he hadn''t estimated the old man, he would have rushed up and crushed him.


    "Snow God, don''t be angry. I''m just demonstrating xiashuijian to my predecessors. Your cultivation is the worst here. As a younger generation, I can only choose you. I hope you don''t get angry." ye QingHan smiled.


    Click!


    The God''s iron fist clenched tightly, and his green veins burst. His hatred for ye QingHan and the divine bird has exceeded everything. The master and servant simply played the God as a monkey.


    At this time, the divine bird slowly flew out of the blood, looked at the God with a surprised look, and said obscene, "Oh, isn''t this the great God? Why is your face red again? Has the God clan lost something again?"


    It''s good that the divine bird doesn''t come out. Once he comes out, what he says can kill people. The God didn''t lift it up at one breath. His Qi and blood is unstable. He directly sprayed a mouthful of blood essence. His face looks pale at the divine bird and ye QingHan. The sharp and frightening essence in his eyes seems to cut people alive than the divine knife.


    Poof——————


    Cough! Cough!


    God was already injured. At this time, it seems to explode.


    "I said, snow God, why are you so angry? Can''t you be calm? The dignified God, who is the highest, should be immortal, calm and take care of the younger generation. How can a small bellied man like you achieve this step?" the divine bird sneered.


    Hoo Hoo!


    God breathed quickly, stumbled, took a few steps back, sat in the chair in front, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.


    "Tut tut tut...... this man is useless. He has been like a bird all his life. He is narrow-minded. How can he break through." the divine bird is very sorry. He looks like he hates iron and doesn''t make steel. He shakes his head and sighs. With that, he runs back to ye QingHan, leaving a group of people looking at each other.


    The snow Nine Emperor has some pity on the God at the moment. Ye QingHan and the spirit pet are really angry. Any strong man can''t bear such a great humiliation! Not to mention the Lord of Shenzong!


    The old man around ye QingHan opened his mouth and stopped talking. He didn''t know what to say for a moment. He was completely restrained by the "cheap" of the divine bird.


    Poof


    Ha ha ha————————


    Xiaoyue couldn''t help but laugh loudly and crisply. She caressed her chest with her jade hand and trembled with laughter.


    As for the strong in the other six realms, naturally they will not give face. Seeing that a generation of overlords are so angry, they don''t know what to do. How can they not laugh.


    Ha ha ha ha!!!


    There was a roar of laughter in the auction house.


    Ye QingHan shrugged his shoulders, looked at the God''s spirit, and immediately ''persuaded'' him, "Lord Xue, don''t quarrel with a flat haired animal, or don''t you lower your identity and compare yourself with the flat haired animal?"


    "Zuo Feng! You''ve gone too far! From today on, you and I will never die! I''ll make you and your spirit pet regret it!"


    God glared at ye QingHan and roared hoarsely.


    Ye QingHan curled his mouth, returned to his position, looked at the old man and said, "senior, can you see that my sword is running water sword?"


    The old man nodded slightly and said definitely, "I''ve seen the king of Xiao and his hand. Although your hand momentum is worse, it''s really a running water sword."


    Ye QingHan smiled proudly, looked at the iron box and said faintly, "this fake world weapon magic gun belongs to me. Does anyone have an opinion?"