Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

The long sword in Xia Yun's hand is called the Dragon Head Sword. According to legend, it was forged from the flesh and blood of a real dragon after the founding emperor of the Wuming Kingdom killed it.

The sword holder can not only be surrounded by dragon energy and speed up his cultivation, but he can also use the power of the dragon clan to suppress hundreds of clans!

It's just that this one disappeared three thousand years ago, but unexpectedly it reappeared today.

But seeing this long-lost famous sword, Bai Qiushan was not happy at all.

Everyone who had just arrived from Chongming Pavilion had been killed by Xia Yun's puppets. After the puppet army of 300 people joined the battlefield, the balance of the war immediately tilted towards the Wuming royal family.

If nothing happens, everyone in Chongming Pavilion will be wiped out in a short time.

"Xia Yun, we don't need to shed too much blood."

Bai Qiushan suddenly called Xia Yun's name and said, with a trace of fear in his eyes.

But when Xia Yun heard this, she felt that it was ironic.

"There is no need to shed too much blood? When you killed my parents and my brothers and sisters, did you ever think like this!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xia Yun did not hold back any longer. She held the dragon-headed sword in her hand and struck directly at Bai Qiushan.

The golden sword energy was like the dazzling sunshine, killing Bai Qiu Mountain at an extremely fast speed.

Fortunately, although Bai Qiushan is not as strong as Xia Yun, he has been practicing for thousands of years and has enough experience to avoid the attack.

"Xia Yun! Don't be ignorant of good and evil!"

Bai Qiushan howled angrily, but he actually knew very well that there was only one way for him to die, and he could only survive.

"Dragon Sword Qi!"

Xia Yun ignored Bai Qiushan and slashed out a dragon-shaped sword energy towards Bai Qiushan.

The dragon shape seemed to be really like a swimming dragon, rushing towards Baiqiu Mountain with the majesty and oppression of the dragon.

Bai Qiushan wanted to escape, but found that his body seemed to be fixed in place, unable to move.

Until the dragon-shaped sword energy hit him, and in an instant, he flew backwards several meters away and fell heavily to the ground.

"Pfft~"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. Bai Qiushan did not dare to neglect, and quickly took out the elixir from the storage ring and tried to swallow it.

But just as the elixir was taken out, a flash of silver light flashed in the next second, and his arm holding the elixir was cut off.

"ah!!!"

Bai Qiushan roared angrily, holding his severed arm, and looked up at Xia Yun, who was holding a sword in front of him, with a trace of anger in his eyes.

"You'd better kill them thoroughly, otherwise, as long as I am still alive, I will kill you, a scoundrel of the Wu Ming royal family, even if I am doomed!"

Looking at Bai Qiushan who spoke harshly, Xia Yun didn't feel the slightest anger in her heart.

Because she knew very well that this was just the last thing a guy who had no ability to resist herself could do.

Xia Yun clenched the long sword in her hand and wanted to cut off Bai Qiushan's head directly.

Bai Qiushan, on the other hand, gritted his teeth and stared at the sword, seemingly ready to face death.

But at this moment, Xia Yun suddenly stopped.

She slowly put down the long sword in her hand and looked at Bai Qiushan in front of her.

Bai Qiushan was also stunned and didn't understand why Xia Yun suddenly put down her sword.

It wasn't until a long time later that Xia Yun's eyes fell on Bai Qiushan again, with a trace of malice flashing in her eyes.

"Killing you like this is too easy for you."