The First Immortal of Ancient Times

Yun Xiao lifted Ye Xuanying up and opened his old and dim eyes. →

Let him see himself clearly!

"Congratulations, your Ye family's entire Dantian is broken and they are all useless!" Yun Xiao praised.

"You!" Ye Xuanying burst into tears.

"As the saying goes, don't bully young people who are poor. As far as I know, the rupture of the Dantian is the first step in the rise of all super strong people. From today on, all of your Ye family can pretend to be awesome. I'm envious." Yun Xiao said again. smiled.

puff!

Ye Xuanying took another mouthful of blood!

It’s all over!

Ye Tiance smeared Zhao Jianxing and the First Sword Peak seized power, for what reason?

For his sake, the Ye family will unify Qinghun for eternity!

Now, Ye Tiance is still waiting for Zhang Jian to prepare dirty blood, dirty corpses, and demon dung!

The descendants of his Ye family will all be deposed first by Yun Xiao.

What a piece of inheritance!

"Yun Xiao, my son knows your whereabouts, you will definitely die!!" Ye Xuanying roared sternly.

"Really? Then look, who is that?"

Yun Xiao pointed far away.

Bang!

A headless corpse flew out of the dark woods and landed in front of Ye Xuanying's eyes.

In the shadow, the dark shadow of a beast flashed away!

Ye Xuanying was startled for a moment and looked down!

puff!

He vomited blood again.

This is his daughter-in-law, Fanshi!

Ye Tiance's wife!

She went to report it!

The head is gone!

Now all the people who supported him in the Ye family are dead!

The remaining No. 1 Sword Peak sword cultivators, let alone taking one step forward, took several steps back and stared at Yun Xiao dumbfounded.

In other words, Ye Tiance had no idea that his family had been destroyed by Yun Xiao!

Ye Xuanying's mind was buzzing!

What else is this kid going to do?

"Brothers, do you have any chains? Borrow them!" Yun Xiao went to the remaining disciples of the First Sword Peak.

Everyone was frightened and retreated!

"Don't panic, I know my grudges clearly. A drop of kindness will be repaid tenfold, and a spark of fire will be repaid a hundredfold!" Yun Xiao said in a deep voice.

Everyone looked at each other.

"I have it! Lend it to you!"

"Me too!"

Chains fell into Yun Xiao's hands one after another!

Yun Xiao tied them together.

"Thank you. I hope that one day I can travel with you all in the world and no longer fight among ourselves. The sword of Sword Cultivator only refers to demons!"

After Yun Xiao finished speaking, he turned around and used the chains to tie all the wailing Ye clan members to the chains.

Wrap it around your neck!

"You dare to capture me?" Ye Xuanying was frightened.

"I also captured your ancestors!"

Yun Xiao stepped into their ancestral temple, tore off a piece of curtain from above, swung it suddenly, pocketed all the spiritual tablets of their Ye family, wrapped them up, and tied them to chains!

"What on earth do you want to do?" Ye Xuanying collapsed.

"Take them to meet the unworthy descendants." Yun Xiao said calmly.

Ye Xuanying: "..."

He had a premonition.

His son Ye Tiance will also vomit blood next!

All the Divine Sea realm sword cultivators named Ye around him were also vomiting blood!

at last!

Yun Xiao returned to the crowd at the First Sword Peak!

"Everyone, do me a favor. If one day I, Yun Xiao, can kill evil spirits and bring justice to Sword Pavilion, I will thank you very much!" He said.

"Please, please say it!" someone responded.

Yun Xiao said a few words among the crowd. When everyone heard this, they all looked strange.

"Don't worry! They don't know who released it anyway!" someone said.

"grateful!"

Yun Xiao handed over to them.

Buzz!

He was dragging a pack of Ye's ancestral spirit tablets in one hand, and a bunch of Ye's clan members in the other, wielding a sword and soaring into the sky!

Wow!

More than ninety Ye's trash were dragged into the air, howling and screaming.

A group of sword cultivators were left behind, looking at each other in confusion.

"After what happened today, I think Yun Xiao may be no worse than King Ye Jian! It's still undecided who will win this competition. Everyone, be careful where you stand!" someone reminded.

"right!"

"Actually, we have something in mind..."

But I dare not say more.

Who is the peerless swordsman who is truly heroic and fearless with his sword?

A white shadow flashed in people's hearts.

Who conspired with the evildoer to confuse right and wrong and frame Zhongliang?

People also know it in their hearts.

"Three years!"

"Quan Qinghun, I really owe Jiange justice!"

…

Jianyun Tower!

In addition to the Second Sword Peak, the elders from the Divine Sea Realm of the six sword peaks and some of the top disciples gathered here.

There are thousands of people!

In fact, even at the Second Sword Peak, many people secretly came over to ‘join in the grand event’.

This is Qinghun’s army of powerful sword cultivators!

If there are monsters from the Northern Wilderness going south, as the Divine Sea Sword Cultivators, their first important task is to build the Great Wall with their sword souls and protect the mortal world!

However, what they are going to do today is... to pour excrement on Jiange and the headmaster!

A group of sword cultivators stood in the cold sky with murderous intent!

In the crowd!

Ye Tiance, Yao Manxue and others seemed to be under the light, their faces full of power.

Supported by a group of strong men, they seemed to be on the side of justice, and they were all upright!

On the contrary, Chen Dong and Li Chenlong, the two sword masters, were pushed to the edge and could only swallow their anger.

"The world is in trouble, villains are in charge, and the people suffer the most!" Chen Dong sighed, his eyes downcast.

"Ye Guying is very talented, but unfortunately, Ye Xuanying has forged a selfish character in him, only seeking to become a powerful immortal and cut off from the mundane world!" Li Chenlong's eyes were confused. He turned his head and glanced at Chen Dong, saying: "Brother Chen, what do you think is the meaning of cultivation? Is it to become an immortal, and thousands of bones will wither, and what does the worldly trouble have to do with me? Or is it to soar into the sky with a sword, and protect the heaven and the Tao?"

"I don't know! Some people believe in the former, regard me as the master, and do whatever it takes, but they often live well. Some people follow the latter, with a clear conscience, but end up with a broken sword and a dead person, and are about to be ruined!" Chen Dong looked towards the direction of the Sword Pavilion, his eyes full of regret.

"The way of heaven is unfair! Who will be fair?" Li Chenlong let out a long breath.

In his mind, a young man in white appeared!

"Today I thought Yun Xiao was the last banner of Qinghun, but I didn't expect Ye Guying to cover him! Now Yun Xiao has caused a big disaster..." Li Chenlong's voice was hoarse.

"I feel guilty for not leaving with the courage like Sister Yu! I feel bad for my senior brother, my master, and this sword!" Chen Dong's eyes were filled with sadness.

They were born in the Sword Pavilion!

As the fourth and fifth Sword Masters, they saw that thousands of people were about to trample on the Sword Pavilion, but they could do nothing to help.

Helpless!

"It's been two hours, right?" Chen Dong asked.

"Yes! Zhang Jian hasn't arrived yet?" Li Chenlong looked around.

It wouldn't take that long for the six major sword peaks to summon the elders!

The reason why they waited for two hours in Jianyun Tower was, of course, for the filth that had made the Sword Pavilion stink for ten years and couldn't be washed clean!

"Everyone, I've been waiting for a long time!"

Just when thousands of Shenhai sword cultivators were getting impatient, the seventh Sword Master Zhang Jian finally arrived.

He trotted all the way to Ye Tiance, smiling.

"Why is it so long? Everyone is waiting impatiently." Ye Tiance said a little displeased.

For some reason, he felt uneasy as he waited, as if he had missed some exciting plots...

"There is no way, time is tight, the quantity is not enough, so I can only kill some more little monsters." Zhang Jian said with a wry smile.

"Fresh?" Yao Manxue asked.

"Yes!" Zhang Jian grinned.

"Fresh ones are better!" Yao Manxue nodded.

"Pull them over and have a look." Ye Tiance said.

Zhang Jian shouted, and many elders of the Seventh Sword Peak came flying in the distance. Each of them held a giant tripod, and the tripod was sealed with a lid!

Boom boom boom!

More than a hundred giant tripods were placed in front of everyone!

Ye Tiance raised his sword eyebrows and said, "Open one and have a look."

"No problem."

Zhang Jian opened the tripod himself. As soon as he opened it, an overwhelming stench suddenly surged up and swept across Jianyun Tower in an instant.

"It stinks!"

The sword cultivators frowned, stretched out their long sleeves to cover their noses, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"This is too disgusting." Yao Manxue quickly condensed a shield with her magic power, fearing that the foul air would contaminate her.

"Not only does it stink!"

Inside the giant cauldron, waves of black and red smoke spread out, turning into a demon-like black fog, accompanied by the shrill cries of ghosts and wolves, which made people's scalps numb.

Looking into the cauldron, it was filled with dirty blood, demon corpses, bones, and souls.

"Basically, they are mainly dirty monsters. They are the dirtiest and have the strongest resentment. Their ghosts are still there for several years after death, and they may even become monsters again!"

"There are more than 130 cauldrons in total. If they are poured on the sword pavilion, the spiritual energy there should be covered. By then, the underground dragon veins will move and may turn to other sword peaks!"

Zhang Jian's eyes were full of expectations.

"Not bad!" Ye Tiance finally smiled when he heard it.

"These two hours have not been in vain." Yao Manxue also smiled.

"In this way, the sword pavilion may stink for more than ten years!" Liu Xuan smiled.

"Haha!"

Many people laughed.

"Sword Master, if that's the case, there's no need to move the spirit tablets of our First Sword Peak ancestors to the Loyalty Hall. We'll build a Loyalty Hall ourselves!" said a member of the First Sword Peak Ye clan.

"Yes! Those martyrs of the Sword Pavilion actually cultivated a beast like Yun Xiao. How dare they rest in the so-called Loyalty Hall? Wait a minute, pour the dirty blood and corpses directly on the Loyalty Hall!" said another member of the Ye clan expectantly.

"Before that, tear down their Loyalty Hall first. There are many plaques, beams, steps, and stone pillars forged with spirit crystals inside. Move them all to our Loyalty Hall to worship our Ye ancestors!"

"The spirit tablets of our Ye ancestors must be open and bright!"

Ye Tiance smiled when he heard this and said, "My father should have said hello to the ancestors."

"Our Sixth Sword Peak disciples are also ready for the Sword Soul Shining to the Sky." Yao Manxue said.

"From tonight on, Jian Pavilion is a filthy and stinking place of death!" Zhang Jian said.

"Zhao Jianxing is immoral and should be infamous for thousands of years!" Liu Xuan said.

Two hours!

They can't wait any longer.

"Tear down the Haoran Palace, strip the Zhonglie Hall, dig up the Seven Sons' Tomb, and scatter the filthy demon blood!"

"Abolish the headmaster and establish a new master!"

"Let the name of 'Ye Guying' shine in the night sky of Qinghun and spread its fame to thousands of countries in the mortal world!"

Ye Tiance looked at the direction of Jian Pavilion with a strong gaze.

"My Ye family sword cultivator clan will unify Qinghun for thousands of years!!"

These words surged in his heart.

Ye Guying hadn't come back yet, and Zhao Jianxing hadn't died yet, so he was steady and didn't shout it out in a hurry.

"Sooner or later Gu Ying will rule the roost in the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Swords. Qing Hun will only be his backing after all. The affairs here must be taken care of by me... It seems that I want to have more children with Xiao Fan while I am still young!"

Thinking of this, Ye Tiance's pride has already reached thousands of feet.

"Set off!"

Buzz!

Thousands of divine sea sword cultivators, flying into the sky magnificently!

Target:

Qinghun, Jiange!

…

The night is deep!

"sorry!"

Shangguan Yu, who was dressed in a cold robe, bowed his head after saying these three words, his eyes dim.

In front of her is Haoran Palace!

In the Haoran Hall, a clear figure sat cross-legged, eyes open, motionless.

He never closed his eyes.

Because of unwillingness!

Shangguan Yu knew that he must have heard everything he said.

There was a sense of solemnity in the silent hall. The green clothes moved without any wind, and a few white hairs on the temples danced lightly like swords, surging with edge.

There was a flash of monstrous anger in those broken eyes!

And hate!

I hate myself, I can’t stand up, I can’t kill the villain!

"father……"

Next to Shangguan Yu, stood a woman in a black dress.

Under the moonlight, her skin was as cold and white as snow, and her exquisite figure stood like a beautiful silhouette.

However, at this moment, her face was covered with a deep haze, sadness and anger, like two giant dragons, surging deep in her eyes.

Beside him, Grandpa Qin, the three elders, and the disciples of Jiange were all there!

Everyone looked pale, and felt extremely angry and sad in their hearts.

"Junior Brother Yun..." Cai Maomao's voice was hoarse.

"Don't blame him!" The woman in black skirt suddenly shouted, interrupting Cai Maomao's words.

Cai Maomao shook his head.

How could he be surprised?

Junior Brother Yun, in order to take this breath, he killed Ye Ziyan, Wu Yi, Yao Lie, and Yu Xuanzhou...

What a ruthless person!

"But now that Jiange is behind bars and he has caused trouble, where is he?" Shangguan Yu gritted his teeth and said, "It is because he can't calm down and Jianxing has been famous all his life that those villains found an opportunity to take advantage of him. !”

"I said, I don't blame him!" Zhao Xuanran gritted his teeth.

"Xiao Ran..." Shangguan Yu's eyes were red, "I'm not worth it for your father! A man as frank and upright as him shouldn't end up like this! The ancestors of Jiange over the generations shouldn't be trampled on!"

"I know, I know everything." Zhao Xuanran's eyes were also red.

"Then what should I do?" Shangguan Yu said.

Zhao Xuanran closed his eyes, sighed, and said: "I want him to leave and never come back!"

"He is a genius. If one day he can attain enlightenment, I hope he can return to his youth and clear my father's name..."

"What about you?" Shangguan Yu asked worriedly.

"I..." Zhao Xuanran looked in the direction of Jianyun Tower, she pursed her lips, suddenly smiled freely, and said: "Tonight I just want to die!"

Just want to die!

Whoever goes to the sword pavilion will be killed!

Although she is young, she is the only one in this sword pavilion who can maintain the final dignity!

"I wish to die!" Grandpa Qin stood up. Although he was blind, he had a determined look on his face.

"I wish to die!"

"Count me in!"

Zhou, Zheng, Wang, the last three elders of Jiange stood up one by one.

They have been guarding this day for a long time, knowing that such a day would come!

How could you be afraid of death?

"I'm afraid there won't be enough kills tonight, and I'm ashamed of the martyrs!" Grandpa Qin said angrily.

"What about us..." Cai Maomao said sadly.

"Please the Second Sword Master, protect these children and give them a way to live!" Grandpa Qin immediately knelt down.

"Don't!" Shangguan Yu quickly supported him.

"Grandpa, I don't want to live anymore. Living in this world is meaningless! I want to go to Jiuquan to accompany my father!" Qin Tong cried.

Her father is Qin Qingcheng, the top disciple of Jiange!

"Your father's soul is on the blue flag of Qingming Mountain. Even if you die, you won't be able to accompany him!" Grandpa Qin burst into tears when he said the sad part.

For a moment, Cai Maomao's heart collapsed.

He wants to wait for his brother to come home...

"Take them away!" Zhao Xuanran said to Shangguan Yu, "If you have a chance, tell Junior Brother Yun..."

At this point, she fell silent.

"Tell him what?" Shangguan Yu asked.

"It's nothing." Zhao Xuanran smiled bitterly and shook his head, "He is a lone guest in the world and owes nothing to anyone."

"Who said that?"

Suddenly a young boy's loud voice came.

A young man in white clothes stained with blood walked out of the dark forest and looked at the woman in black skirt.

He said word by word: "Senior Sister Zhao, Junior Brother Yun owes you a table of daughters..."

"Shut up!" Zhao Xuanran's scalp immediately went numb.

"...Yes!" Yun Xiao nodded obediently.

"Why are you coming back? Leave quickly." Zhao Xuanran clenched his fists in his sleeves, but pretended to be indifferent and said to him.

"I'll come back and give Senior Sister Zhao a big gift!" Yun Xiao raised his head, his eyes as bright as the stars.

"What a gift..." Zhao Xuanran was stunned.

Just as Yun Xiao was about to speak, on the skyline behind him, there were thousands of swords shining in the night sky, approaching with great momentum!

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2 big chapters tomorrow night, also updated at 8pm!

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