The appearance of sword Scripture seems that a new door appears in front of Ye Xu, which is slowly opening. All the new things make ye Xu hungry and crazy to devour the essence.

"So, this is the sword technique of Xianmen!"

"Sword intention is nothing in Xianmen. Anyone who practices sword has supreme sword intention! They integrate sword intention, sword Qi and sword moves to form sword potential!"

"The sword posture, I see, is somewhat similar to what I speculated..."

Half of the sword Scripture and half of the stone tablet. Although Ye Xu can't peep into the real mystery of the sword Scripture, ye Xu is very happy about the foundation of Xianmen sword technique mentioned by Qing Ye.

"Essence, Qi and God are all in one. Isn't that my cultivation path?"

"The immortal gate skill is really vast. I thought it was my own original creation, but I didn't expect that it was just the foundation of the foundation in the immortal gate!"

"Alas, people are more angry than people. The power of the immortal gate is really beyond the comprehension of martial arts in the world!"

With a new understanding, ye Xu used all his spirit to deduce the mystery of the sword code.

"Hey! Compared with the sword classic, my magic sword robbery is just a child's sword technique! But it doesn't matter. I accept all rivers, and the magic sword robbery is just the beginning!"

Ye Xu's eyes are constantly shining with a star, in which countless figures are dancing their swords.

The green night in the stone tablet is frightened.

"In such a barren place, this person is amazing. He has the potential and soul power to rival the immortal martial arts. How can this be..."

"Is he the legendary disaster of Xianmen?"

"Hiss... If it's true, once this person steps into the fairy world, he may cause endless disasters. However, now the realm channel has been closed, he can't enter the fairy world! But... What if..."

When ye Xuwu sword, there was an uproar in tianmingzong.

Many disciples are missing.

Every day, there will always be disciples missing, from three or four at the beginning to more than ten now, and even an outer sect elder is mysteriously missing.

This incident once again alarmed the high level of Tianming sect.

The elder once again sounded the bell of tianmingzong.

The bell rang. No matter where you are in Tianming mountain, any person above the elder should put down his things and gather in the hall at the first time.

At this time, in the back mountain of tianmingzong, a group of elders were standing quietly in front of a rusty copper door.

They looked solemn and ignored the bell of Tianming sect, as if they were waiting for someone to leave the customs.

When the bell rang the eighth time, the copper door trembled slightly, and then exploded. A huge air wave swept out. The elders standing outside the copper door covered their eyes with their hands and looked frightened.

"Hahaha... I've done it... I've done it!"

In the roaring laughter, a domineering figure slowly stepped out.

All the elders immediately bowed and said, "see Lord Qin Qiong!"

As the smoke faded, a square faced man with long hair appeared.

With his hands on his back, he kept emitting terrible interest.

"Congratulations to Lord Qin for cultivating killing fist to the highest level!"

The second elder of tianmingzong came up and bowed down and smiled.

Qin Qiong breathed a breath of fresh air and said proudly, "yes, I've reached the limit of killing fist cultivation. I'm going to fight Murong sword, Xuantian sword sect! But before that, what's the matter with the bell!"

The two elders immediately said everything respectfully, and Qin Qiong frowned.

"What, people from the ancient evil blood corpse sect? It's impossible. That sect has long been destroyed. I think it's either the ghost of Murong sword of Xuantian sword sect or the deceit of the elder, the old fox!"

"Now that I have passed the customs, go and meet those acquaintances!"

Qin Qiong waved and took all the elders to resist the sky and went to the hall on the top of the mountain.

At this time, there was silence in the hall of tianmingzong.

The elder glanced and frowned.

"Why are there so few elders? Don't they hear my bell?"

Xuantian sword sect Murong sword sat in his chair and sneered, "do you need to ask? Those guys don't come, it must be because Qin Qiong is about to leave the customs! The calculation time should be about the same!"

His voice fell and a domineering voice sounded.

"Since you know the time is almost up, why don't you roll now?"

In the roaring laughter, Qin Qiong took the lead, walked in with all the elders, and carelessly put a seat on the chair.

The mouth corner of Murong sword of Xuantian sword sect bent: "ha ha, Qin Qiong, you are so powerful. You don't even see the leader and the elder here!"

Qin Qiong said proudly, "what patriarch, elder, from today on, there is only one patriarch, that is me, Qin Qiong!"

"What, Qin Qiong, how dare you..."

"Presumptuous, in front of the vice patriarch, you are allowed to do so..."

"Arrogance, overestimation..."

The elders behind Murong sword turned pale, pointed to Qin Qiong and drank.

Qin Qiong still smiled at first, but his face sank in an instant.

"Get out!"

When the voice fell, he punched out, and the strong fist wind broke out a sharp voice in the air.

The old faces changed from time to time and fought together.

However, the elder of the three heavenly realms was blown away with a blow, and the blood in his mouth gushed wildly.

Such a ferocious blow suddenly changed the faces of the people present and exclaimed.

"Holy Land peak!"

Qin Qiong put his hands around his chest and said proudly, "yes, I have reached the peak of the holy land, and I have also raised my killing fist to the highest level!"

"Therefore, it's time to change the position of the leader of Tianming sect!"

With that, Qin Qiong looked straight at Wujian Tianxuan and showed his killing intention.

Strong oppression, Wujian Tianxuan immediately felt a strong pressure sweeping through.

He said in shock: "Qin Qiong, you are brave. Even if you reach the peak of the holy land, you are just in the same state as me. Do you want to fight with me?"

"Hahaha... Holy Land peak, Wujian Tianxuan, do you want to kill me? Do you still have the strength of Holy Land peak? I think you can't even play the strength of heaven peak!"

With an unabashed laugh, Qin Qiong tore open the last layer of shame cloth.

Wujian Tianxuan and the elder turned pale at the same time.

Murong sword, the Xuantian sword sect, was sneering, and his eyes were full of meaningful light.

"Qin Qiong, you are too presumptuous!"