Wushuang City Head.

The sun sets.

The young man in white standing against the light slowly stretched out his palm.

His five white fingers gently held the hilt of the broken knife and pulled it out gently.

There was no sound or any fluctuation of power. It was like picking it up from the water. The young man in white pulled up the broken knife on the top of the city and held it in his hand.

At this moment, the wind was flying, and the bright red silk on the hilt of the knife roar roared in the wind, as if a ball of passionate and angry flames were burning and jumping. The originally dim blade suddenly burst out in an instant, as if it had instantly condensed the light of the afterglow of the sunset onto the broken knife.

"Pull it out?!"

"It's done!"

"That's great... Someone finally pulled it out!"

Seeing this, the martial arts powerhouses in Tianhuang Realm were so excited that they could not help but be excited.

It has been ten days since someone finally pulled out the broken knife.

Finally, I waited for this moment.

The hearts of warriors who were originally disappointed and were about to give up began to beat violently again.

At this time, the young man in white held a knife in his right hand, but his left hand leaned into the void behind him, shouting in a low voice: "Come on the knife."

Everyone was puzzled.

The words have not ended.

call out!

A stream of light fell into his palm.

Everyone was stunned. When they looked carefully, they were extremely shocked to find that what fell into the young man's palm was a broken knife, which was another knife head of the [Invincible Battle Knife].

I saw the young man pinch the knife head with his left hand and slowly connect it with another cut-off knife. With a slight sound, the cracks at the fracture were spliced ​​together intact.

Everyone didn't understand why he did this. The knife was broken. Unless the Grandmaster cast the knife again, the [Incomparable Battle Knife] would not be able to restore its former power.

But the next scene almost dropped the eyes of the powerful martial arts around him.

The young man in white loosened his left hand, and the broken knife was not broken, as if it was really connected together. He saw the lines flashing golden lights, spreading on the blade of the [Wu Shuang Battle Knife]. The rune formation hidden in the blade miraculously began to operate, and even at the previous break, there was no blockage or cut off.

"How is that possible?"

"miracle!"

There was a sound of shock around.

No one can understand this scene.

The knife has been broken, and the array pattern in it must have been destroyed. How can it be re-operated now? This is impossible.

At this time, the young man gently wiped the blade with his fingers, as if he was about to wipe off the dust from the blade. Every time his fingers blew an inch, the blade became more and more dazzling. When his fingers blew over the tip of the knife, the [Wushuang Battle Knife] seemed to have undergone a strange change, which seemed to be different from before, but everyone could not see what was going on. Then he heard the young man in white finally spoke and sighed softly: "Wushuang has a battle knife, the setting sun is like a demon, the sword is startled and the sword is startled, and the sword falls and the rivers are shaken... From then on, [Wushuang Battle Knife] continues again."

Everyone heard it, and felt their blood burning and their minds were shaken.

bite!

The young man bent his fingers and thrust his sword, and the long sword vibrated, making waves of swords, like a tiger roaring and a dragon roar. Among the peaks of the west mountains in the distance, the last golden sunset fell on the new sword. In an instant, the long sword body seemed to burn, and the picture was extremely brilliant and mysterious, as if it was burning the sunset. The beautiful moment was eternally engraved in the eyes of everyone present.

For a moment, all the Tianhuang warriors forgot to breathe.

who is he?

Everyone asked silently in their hearts again.

In the sky, a voice came down: "Who are you? Draw your sword, are you going to challenge me?"

Wen Fusheng, who had been watching from a condescendingly, finally spoke. He realized that the strength of this young man in white was even more terrifying than he thought at first.

"Challenge you?" The young man turned slowly and looked up. A masculine face that was extremely handsome appeared under the black hair that was flying like lightning. He looked up at the figure like a demon in the void, smiled faintly, and said, "You are not worthy."

"Arrogant!" Wen Fusheng shouted angrily, the power of the law burst out, and the world shook: "I don't deserve it, who deserves it?"

But the young man in white did not answer, and his figure flashed slightly, turning into a stream of light, shooting directly into the direction of the Wushuang Sword Mansion in the city.

"Wait, the master of this knife will kill you right away."

The sound is like rolling thunder, stimulating between heaven and earth.

At the same time, among the Tianhuang warriors, a bearded man in his thirties suddenly felt as if he was electrocuted. After being stunned, he suddenly burst into tears and screamed in vain: "Is it him? It's him?"

"Who is it?"

"Do you know him?"

Countless gazes fell on the bearded man.

"Ye Qingyu... He finally came to the Lord of the Palace of Light, Ye Qingyu, who was invincible in the world." The beard was so excited that he trembled all over. The moment the young man in white turned around and looked up, he immediately recognized the handsome and unparalleled face. It was because this face was too unforgettable for him. Three years ago, in Youyan Pass, he saw with his own eyes how Ye Qingyu killed the ancient demon. That method was simply magical.

He remembered Ye Qingyu's face firmly at that time.

I recognized it as soon as I saw it today.

After saying this by the bearded warrior, some people in the crowd suddenly realized and understood.

"The man on the road is like jade, the young master is unparalleled... That's right, it's Lord Ye. He has such a peerless style. Only the three words Ye Qingyu can you afford it. Hahaha, finally here!"

The crowd was boiling.

...

Wushuang Blade Mansion.

In the room.

Qin Zhishui was helped to bed and fell into a coma again.

Huang's tears were shedding tears, and the other masters of Wushuang Blade City didn't know what to do. At this time, the sunset outside finally disappeared into the sky.

"At worst, fight to the death. Wushuang Blade City cannot be humiliated..." The Supreme Elder of the Blade City roared angrily, and was about to say something, suddenly his expression changed. He looked at the door in surprise and said, "You... who are you? How did you come in... Huh?"

His eyes suddenly opened wide, and he was extremely shocked and could not continue to say anything.

Because he saw the young man in white who appeared at the door of the room without any warning, he was holding the [Invincible Battle Knife].

Complete [Incomparable Battle Sword].

Others also found something was wrong at this time.

Someone wanted to ask, but suddenly his eyes flashed. The young man in white had already arrived at the edge of the bed, stretched out his left hand and pressed it on Qin Zhishui's head.

"Who are you? Husband..." Huang saw a stranger approaching her husband, and he was anxious and instinctively wanted to pounce on him.

The Supreme Elder grabbed her, shook his head gently, and said, "Don't move, it's... it's Lord Ye..." When he said this, his expression was rarely extremely excited, and even a tremolo appeared, because he had already recognized who the person who suddenly appeared was, and suddenly realized who he was referring to in the words "He is here" that Qin Zhishui said.

After waiting for thousands of times, this lord finally arrived.

Finally here!

Although some of the other core strong men in Wushuang Sword City have not yet recognized the identity of this young man in white, they are optimistic about the Supreme Elder's expression and immediately realize that it is a friend but not an enemy.

"Wow..." Qin Zhishui, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his mouth and bleeded black blood, and an extremely pungent smell spread out in the room. The young man in white slowly retracted his palm pressed on his head. He saw Qin Zhishui open his eyes, and the depressed and bleak look on his face disappeared in an instant. He sat up directly, his movements were sensitive, no longer as sick as before. As soon as he opened it, he saw the person in front of him and was overjoyed: "Brother Ye, you are here, it's great!"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

How could Qin Zhishui feel like he was injured at this time?

The young man in white smiled and said, "Fortunately, it's not too late."

He naturally left Xuejing and rushed to Wushuang City.

Wen Fusheng challenged Wushuang Blade City before Ye Qingyu returned to Tianhuang Realm. After dealing with the matter of Zhentian Chamber of Commerce, Ye Qingyu stayed in Guangming City for a day. Before the empress came out of seclusion, she arrived at Wushuang Blade City first, and finally came in time.

At this time, the others in the room also understood the identity of the visitor.

"See Lord Ye."

Everyone was extremely excited and knelt down and saluted.

Among all the sects, Wushuang Sword City was the first to fall to the imperial official, so it has long regarded itself as a member of the empire. It is reasonable to kneel down and salute after seeing Ye Qingyu. In addition to the assimilation of the internal disciples by the official etiquette system, there is another more important reason, that is, Ye Qingyu himself is an idol of the Tianhuang martial artist.

"No gift." Ye Qingyu raised his hand, and the invisible force surged out, lifting everyone up.

"Brother Ye, you're here so well. I don't know what purpose Wen Fusheng is for. He is so arrogant that no one can resist. He will take action and destroy many famous people in the world... Alas, I'm not good at learning skills and can defeat this beast. Please ask Brother Ye to take action." Qin Zhishui was both ashamed and angry, begging Ye Qingyu to take action.

Ye Qingyu shook his head gently: "I can't take action."

There was doubt on Qin Zhishui.

Ye Qingyu smiled and handed the long knife in his hand over.

Qin Zhishui was stunned and then was extremely surprised: "[Wushuang Battle Sword]? Recast? This... isn't right, this knife?" He had a very high cultivation level and was extremely familiar with [Wushuang Battle Sword]. After seeing it, he immediately knew that the knife seemed to have no change on the surface, but in fact, the terrifying power contained in it was so powerful that it was not stronger than before.

"The sword is in your hand, and then kill him." Ye Qingyu said: "Three swords will regain the glory of your Unparalleled Sword King."

Qin Zhishui took the new [Wu Shuang Battle Knife], and the long sword suddenly burst into bright light. The flames swallowed his arm. The next moment, he suddenly felt a hot force coming from the hilt of the knife and pouring into his body instantly. Before he could react, he suddenly felt that the vitality in his body seemed to be ignited by this heat force, and the rich warmth instantly spread into his limbs and bones, swimming wildly. There were crackling sounds in his body, and then the sound of a burst of bean-like sound turned into a sound of dragon roars and tigers, and it seemed like there was a tiger squatting and dragon plate in his body-

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