On the eve of the war.

Late night.

The sky is full of stars hanging in the sky.

In a mansion, Sikong Jiantian sits quietly in the great hall.

And there is a silhouette kneeling in front of him.

“Lord Sikong, the latest news from Jiantianyuan, Demon God has dispatched 72 Earthly Fiend to Qing State ancient city.”

“I have spoken above, if there is any Lord Sikong is solely responsible for any loss.”

The voice rang without emotion.

“72 Earthly Fiend? They really value me.”

Sikong Jiantian was a little surprised, he didn’t expect to attract 72 Earthly Fiend.

The Demon God Sect is the famous Demon Sect of the Great Xia Dynasty. It is famous not because it is strong, but because the Demon God Sect is the most ferocious. They are holding a sacrifice and want to revive a Demon God. Being born, offering sacrifices to living people violated the bottom line of the right cultivator.

Among the teachings of Demon God, there are Sect Lord and Vice-Sect Master, the Four Great Plutos, the Twelve Vajra, 36 Heavenly Stars, 72 Earthly Fiend, and the following are Ten Thousand Commanders, Thousand Commanders, and Hundred Commanders .

72 Earthly Fiend are all Golden Core cultivators, and the top ones may have even reached Nascent Soul Realm.

Sikong Jiantian didn’t expect that he could actually attract 72 Earthly Fiend.

But this is not the point.

“I am fully responsible for it? Then if I solve it perfectly, what reward will the Supervisory Court give me?” Sikong Jiantian asked like this.

“As mentioned above, this is your own job. It should be done well. If you don’t do it well, please Lord Sikong go back and be punished.”

Still full of peace, without the slightest emotion.

Now Sikong Jiantian couldn’t help frowning.

But soon, Sikong Jiantian shook the head.

“Go back and tell the above, this time I specially show up, I want them to show their feet, they will come to Qing State ancient city tomorrow to watch the battle, when the time comes is asking monarch to enter the urn Now.”

“They are shaking people, but they don’t know what I am thinking.”

“I really thought I came to Qing State ancient city without any preparation. I want to kill all their minions before 72 Earthly Fiend comes, when the time comes, hang their bodies on the entrance of the city, let the people of ten countries see what it is to join Demon God Church End.”

When Sikong Jiantian said this, he even stood up and said: “Okay, you can go back and make a comeback.”

“As you bid.

The latter has no feelings, and disappears in place.

That’s it, time is slowly passing by.

Yin Shi.

It’s dawn.

Qing State ancient city is still overcrowded, especially today, the duel between Ye Ping and Wang Minghao, as well as the decisive battle between Sikong Jiantian and Su Changyu, made the city full of wind and rain.

Sword dao was onlookers at the conference, and every position was fried to a thousand tael of gold, which made Qing State ancient city a big profit at once.

However, a silhouette looks very lonely.

Li Changye dragged his body tiredly out of Qing State ancient city.

His eyes are extremely complicated.

Originally, he thought this was the beginning of his road to invincibility, but what he didn’t expect was that this was the end.

However, Li Changye didn’t think that his sword dao was too weak, he thought it was completely careless.

If you lose, you lose.

Even though there are hundreds of millions of unwillingness in his heart, Li Changye chose to leave this sad city.

He wants to go back and find his Master. He doesn’t know if he is defeated.

I can only go back to find the Master.

Just when Li Changye had just walked out of the ancient city, a silhouette rushed to catch up.

Is a pharmacist who heals injuries.

“Li Changye, Li Changye.”

The pharmacist was chasing after him, looking a little hurried.

At the moment, Li Changye turned around, but he was also curious about what the other party was going to do.

“Li Changye, look at my memory, I forgot to tell you something, Ye Ping, do you remember?”

The pharmacist gasping for breath said.

“Remember…”

When I heard the name Ye Ping, Li Changye was a little depressed, but considering that the other party was a pharmacist and saved his life, Li Changye could only endure it.

“Ye Ping asked me to bring you a sentence, he said he was really not intentional, what he said at first did not understand what you said, let me ask where you live, and he will come here in the future Apology.”

The pharmacist said seriously.

Li Changye: “???”

What do you mean?

Do you want to humiliate me?

Do you want to kill someone?

Ye Ping, I played with you.

After Li Changye listened to this remark again, his whole face turned red, which was angry.

He is so angry.

I’m leaving now, are you still coming to humiliate me?

Puff.

In an instant, Li Changye was about to vomit blood again.

The pharmacist quickly took out a bottle of Bloud Replenishment Pill and said: “Little friend Li, you are seriously injured. You take this bottle of medicine on the road. Don’t try to be aggressive in the future. Swords don’t have eyes.”

“Little friend Li, why are you crying?”

“Don’t cry, don’t cry, a real man, why cry? Don’t you just lose a sword test? at worst Come again next year, this year is indeed powerhouse as clouds, next time you come, good luck may be in the top 500.”

“Don’t cry, don’t cry.”

The pharmacist continued to comfort Li Changye.

The latter did not say a word, and walked directly into the city.

He won’t go back, he has to wait for the sword dao conference to end, and find him one-on-one.

If you don’t win it back, Li Changye can’t swallow this tone.

aaahhhh!

At the moment, Li Changye walked into the city, looking very excited.

At this moment, in the ancient city.

With a ray of slanting sun falling on Ye Ping.

At this moment, Ye Ping couldn’t help but open his eyes.

On the eve of the war, Ye Ping has been comprehending sword intent.

Outside the Qing State ancient city, Ye Ping was able to condense the sword intent, but in the end he did not choose to condense the sword intent, because the four-thunder sword method and the Heavenly River Sword method were not the best for him The sword intent.

Because of this, Ye Ping has been thinking about what sword intent he needs during this period of time.

What sword intent should be condensed in the end.

sword cultivator, third realm.

Sword moves, sword power, sword intent.

Once condense sword intent, no matter how strong your sword is, you will be directly suppressed.

So Ye Ping is eager to condense his sword intent earlier.

But after thinking hard for seven days, I still can’t condense the sword intent, but fortunately, the Qing State sword dao conference is coming to an end.

After the sword dao conference is over, after returning to sect, please ask the Eldest Senior Brother for advice.

Thinking of this, Ye Ping cleared up his mood and rushed to the sword dao conference.

Now Ye Ping is in a good mood all the way to the semi-finals.

Although he won all the way to the semi-finals, it doesn’t matter whether he lay down or not, Sect Master said anyway, as long as he can get a good ranking, he can become a regular player.

Ye Ping has no extravagance to get the first place, as long as it can be turned into a positive, second, third, and fourth are all right.

With this idea, Ye Ping came to the sword dao conference.

On this day, the sword dao conference has formed a human wall, and the ten floors inside and outside are crowded with people. Some nearby restaurants are even more overcrowded, which is a rare scene.

As Ye Ping appeared, deafening shouts rang out in an instant.

“Ye Ping, Ye Ping!”

“Ye Ping is here! Ahhh, Ye Ping Senior Brother is more handsome today.”

“Senior Brother? Elder sister, you don’t look at how old you are. It’s a bit wrong to call Senior Brother, right?”

“You don’t care how old I am. I don’t know what a young woman is, soar into the clouds and mount the mists?”

“What do you mean? I really don’t understand, how do you female cultivators do so many tricks?”

“Please, please, stop talking, I Can’t stand it.”

In the Sword Dao conference, there were loud voices, sweating like rain.

For such scenes, Ye Ping is accustomed to it. After all, he has many fans in the Jin State literary world. Although it is not so exaggerated, there are many, just like Li Yu.

That’s it.

An hour later.

A voice sounded.

“Qing State sword dao conference, semi-finals, Ye Ping vs. War King Minghao.”

The voice sounded.

Two figures also slowly appeared on the main ring.

Ye Ping’s appearance is elegant and easy-going, showing the quality of Confucian Immortal Qi.

Wang Minghao looks mediocre, but he has won eight games in a row and his strength is naturally good.

This battle, focal point of ten thousands.


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