Are you all after the heroine? I married that female devil

"Why are you here, why are you meddling in other people's business!"

"You all deserve to die!"

Feng Qingyun controlled the sword array to twist towards the three of them crazily, with his white hair disheveled and his eyes full of scarlet bloodshot eyes, like a crazy demon.

Eight-Height Sword Formation·Eight People and Eight Swords!

The sword array suddenly expanded in a circle, and with Feng Qingyun as the center, seven ghostly figures of spiritual gods separated to hold the other seven flying swords respectively. The full version of the Eight-Head Sword Array was opened, covering most of the Qinglan Sword Sect, and a terrifying killing attack The power soared into the sky.

In the distance, Tang Tianyang and others who retreated again and again were shocked. How many trump cards did Feng Qingyun, the old guy, have hidden? No wonder there were rumors that he was the number one person in the Immortal Ascension Realm. The strength he showed now was already far ahead of them. Above people.

"Feng Qingyun doesn't want to break up and then stand up, right?" Tang Tianyang frowned.

"If the breakthrough is successful, there is still a chance for a comeback. If the breakthrough fails, it is not an exaggeration to designate today as the day when the Qinglan Sword Sect will be destroyed."

Zhao Qianduo said with a smile, and looked at Shen Yian with twinkling eyes. As the elder of Qianjin Pavilion, he knew the news about this distinguished guest to some extent.

"Elder Zhao, do you know something? It would be too uninteresting not to tell me about it." Tang Tianyang smiled, holding Zhao Qianduo's shoulders and smiled.

Zhao Qianduo avoided Tang Tianyang's big hand without leaving any trace and said calmly: "Tang Clan Master, the state has national laws and the family has family rules. Don't you know the rules of our Qianjin Pavilion?"

"As the Tang Sect Leader said just now, we are all business people. Since doing business, it is natural to be honest and abide by the rules, so that the business can last for a long time."

Tang Tianyang cupped his hands and smiled: "I'm sorry, Elder Zhao, I was rude."

"Master Tang is so polite."

Shangqing Sword Jue·Nine Heavens Black Color, Sword Sea Crosses the Sky!

Feng Qingyun stood in the center of the sword formation, as straight as a sword, with piercing killing intent shooting out of his cold eyes. This was his strongest move. He no longer cared about how many people would die, just go to hell!

"Boom!!!"

The wind and clouds stirred, and the sky suddenly darkened a bit. Translucent flying swords pointed at the sky in the air. Each flying sword exuded a terrifying aura. From a distance, it looked like a curtain of rain hovering in the air. , chilling.

Gu Ruoyi gritted her teeth. If Feng Qingyun used this move, everyone present would be affected.

"Miss Gu, just leave this place to the young master. Please stay away to avoid being accidentally hurt." Xuan Xing suddenly appeared and stopped Gu Ruoyi who wanted to fight to the death.

When he came, His Highness conveyed that if there was no other way but to reveal his identity, he would be the young master of the Bei'an Chamber of Commerce.

Shen Yi'an said that he and the old man were evenly matched in this chamber of commerce. He was the young master, which was very reasonable. Except for those who really knew his identity, no one would have thought that the real master of the Bei'an Chamber of Commerce would be the current emperor, right?

"Young Master?" Gu Ruoyi glanced at the young couple not far away and said in a deep voice: "Feng Qingyun must be stopped, otherwise..."

Xuan Xing interrupted: "Miss Gu, General Gu is seriously injured. You might as well go take a look first."

Gu Ruoyi's expression changed and she suddenly looked towards the direction where Qiyun helped Gu Qing leave.

"Go, Miss Gu, you can't help if you stay here. Besides, Feng Qingyun can't die now. At least we can't let him die so cheaply, right?" Xuan Xing said in a persuasive way, like a caring elder brother .

Gu Ruoyi was silent for a second, and finally turned around and chased after her father.

Xuan Xing shrugged, and with a sway, he picked up the two unlucky guys who had been knocked unconscious by Qianjie and quickly left the sword array to avoid these guys being affected.

Upon seeing this, Li Wuyou, Shan Yue and others also quickly retreated with the other unlucky guys. This battle should come to a perfect end.

"Are you ready?"

On the other side, Shen Yian smiled softly. While Feng Qingyun was gathering momentum, he taught Ye Liyan a move. With the ability of the fairy pupil, he could basically use it after learning it once.

"Yes!" Ye Liyan nodded seriously, his eyes burning brightly.

"Sword down!" Feng Qingyun roared, and thousands of flying swords shone with cold light. They trembled and turned to slash at Shen Yi'an and Ye Liyan. At the same time, seven phantoms holding swords came from all directions to kill them.

"boom!"

Shocking sword intent burst out from Shen Yi'an's body, and Ye Liyan switched to the demon spirit pupil state and followed closely behind.

The north wind howled for thousands of miles, and heavy snow passed over thousands of mountains. The extreme cold was released from the heart of poetry and the dragon abyss. In an instant, the sky was freezing and the ground was freezing. The entire Qinglan Sword Sect and the surrounding mountains were covered with a layer of silver frost. Thousands of flying swords, The seven phantoms with murderous intent were all frozen in place. Regardless of time or space, everything seemed to be frozen at this moment.

Qinglian Sword Technique: Snow falls on Qingfeng, frost freezes Kyushu!

After reaching a certain level, warlocks and Taoist priests who practice magic and Taoism can form a field of their own, in which they can control the wind and rain and change the world. Master once said that this so-called field is not something that these people who practice magic can do. The same goes for their sword cultivation, which is nothing more than expressing and transforming the artistic conception they have comprehended through the sword. He calls it the realm of the sword or the artistic conception of the sword.

It is different from ordinary sword energy illusions and illusions. It is a manifestation of the sword and a state. This impact on the artistic conception is real and makes people feel it completely.

Shen Yian raised his eyes and glanced indifferently at the flying sword frozen in mid-air.

He has not yet been able to fully understand the profound mystery of the Qinglian Sword Technique. Every move and every move represents a kind of artistic conception and a kind of realm.

Did the Feng family really think that they had stolen three moves and created a Shangqing Sword Art based on these three moves, and then claimed that they had a close relationship with the master to hide it?

What is fake is fake, no matter how similar the imitation is, it is still fake, not to mention the imitation is so clumsy.

How can the true artistic conception of the sword be understood by sneaky people like Feng Congtian and Feng Qingyun.

"break."

With a soft drink, Feng Qingyun's sword array and all the flying swords shattered together, turning into ice crystals and scattering in the sky.

Shen Yi'an and Ye Liyan came to the front of Feng Qingyun together, ignoring each other's frightened eyes and swung their swords together. The dazzling sword light stirred up, and two peerless sword intentions rose up to shake the sky, and all those watching the battle felt their eyes. The illumination in the white light was extremely painful.

"boom!"

Until the roar in the distance made everyone open their eyes, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the roar, they saw a mountain peak that should be facing the Qinglan Sword Sect in the distance, as if an immortal was swiping a pen, and half of the mountain was covered by Mysterious power erases.

"it's over..."

In the distance, Gu Ruoyi stood in front of Gu Qing and Qiyun, muttering in her mouth, and an inexplicable sense of loss came out of her heart. They were really strong and powerful. She couldn't help but think in her mind that the three of them had just fought against Feng Qing. At Yunshi, the figures of Shen Yi'an and Ye Liyan were in perfect harmony, and they could advance and retreat freely.

Then she thought of Shen Tengfeng again and smiled slightly, he was also working very hard.

"Hiss, ho..." Qiyun couldn't help exhaling a breath of mist, and said in a trembling voice: "What's going on? How come this snow is just like the real thing? Isn't it an illusion?"

Gu Qing coughed and shook his head: "It's not an illusion, this is a real artistic conception..."

In the square, Shen Yian looked at Feng Qingyun, who was kneeling on the ground without his arms, and inserted the poem in his hand in front of him.