Look up.

Yue Yuan's eyes met with the figure formed by the Xuanyin Sword Intent. Deep in his eyes, he seemed to see his past self in the Qin Dynasty - Donghuang Taiyi.

You must know that his original name at that time was Dongfang Bubai. However, due to the difference in dialects, Dongfang Bubai was called Donghuang Bubai. By mistake, he was made to wear the Donghuang Taiyi.

The title was worthy of its name at that time.

Is this image, which is achieved by condensing the atmosphere with the sword's will, an admonishment to myself and a reminder of my identity?

"..."

His eyes narrowed slightly, but he saw that the originally formed human form immediately changed its shape and dissipated into the clouds. The black clouds shrank, the purple thunder shook, and in an instant, it started to rain in the sky.

Not good!

Lower your head again.

The people around him had long been aroused by Xuanyin Sword Intent to bring out the worst side in their hearts. Their eyes showed murderous intent and had long lost their humanity. No matter adults, children, women or old people, everyone looked at him with murderous intent.

It seemed like he was going to eat himself alive.

He roared like a beast, and his mouth was drooling.

evil.

Fierce.

This is hell on earth.

However, Wei Yixiao, the Green-winged Bat King, was so frightened that he became completely angry. Regardless, he used Qinggong to fly up the city wall and directly looked for the source he understood - the little princess Zhao Min.

"No one is waiting!"

"Out!"

His expression condensed, he put one hand behind his back, stretched out the other hand, turned his palm upward, and then grabbed it in the air.

Crunch!

A soft sound sounded in front of Yue Yuan, and cracks appeared in the void above his right hand, as if a piece of invisible transparent silk had been artificially torn out. Then he clenched his right hand tightly,

Amidst the loud noise, an invisible wave of air rushed towards Yue Yuan in all directions.

On the street.

The common people who came to fight against Yue Yuan were all thrown away by this wave of air and fell to the ground unconscious.

One step, one sound.

The energy was continuous, and the stone slabs on the ground were constantly rising and falling like waves. Those people who were thrown away in the distance became unsteady and fell to the ground under the tremor of the earth. Not only that, the people on both sides of the street also

The buildings fluctuated accordingly, and many fell down amidst bursts of crashing sounds.

In one move, the unconscious people who rushed towards Yue Yuan fell down and fell into unconsciousness. This was just because Yue Yuan did not want to cause too much killing, otherwise, under his move, those people who had no power to restrain the chicken would be killed.

Ordinary people are afraid that they have already suffered countless casualties.

In the blink of an eye, the dense besieging crowd was swept away, leaving only those who had lost their minds in the distance and were trying their best to break through the obstacles and come to Yue Yuan, using their bodies, teeth, and whatever they could find with their hands.

Use the weapon to hit it.

"How pathetic!"

Looking faintly, Yue Yuan sighed to himself, and then continued to look towards the sky. He knew that the moves of the Twelve Xuanyin Swords with their own will were definitely not those of ordinary people who could only be used as cannon fodder.

Just a little appetizer.

Perhaps to the little princess Zhao Min, this was a terrifying weapon, but to the sword intent of the Twelve Xuanyin Swords, it was just random.

Half empty.

Thunder was everywhere and it was raining.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it is rain, but in Yue Yuan's eyes, it is not like that.

What fills the sky and keeps falling is the infinite sword.

It's rain.

It's even more of a sword.

It's a rain of swords with endless lethality.

Under the evil will of the Twelve Xuanyin Swords, everything it looks at is just prey. There is nothing it can do or not do, and everything it sees can be killed.

In the overwhelming sky, it enveloped everyone below, and the rain of swords like arrow feathers became faster and faster as they fell, and their power became more and more powerful.

His eyes narrowed.

The expression on Yue Yuan's face remained unchanged. Facing this blow that was indiscriminate between friend and foe, Yue Yuan just slowly raised his right hand, replacing the sword with his hand, and then swung the sword horizontally.

Instantly.

The moment he waved it down, others began to tremble invisiblely, and countless figures flew out of the body and slashed towards the sky.

There are as many knives as there are sword rains.

The sword is also infinite, and the sword is also infinite.

Half a moment.

The falling trend of the sword rain stopped, and Yue Yuan's sword was also withdrawn.

The moment he put his right hand back to his waist, he heard a continuous loud noise erupting in the sky, as if infinite thunder was rioting in the mid-air. The shock after the sword rain and sword force clashed was heard. The dark clouds were covered by countless white clouds at this moment.

Covered by water vapor, shrouded in it.

In the blink of an eye, there was a layer of white water vapor covering the sky above the capital.

But Yue Yuan knew that this was just a random blow before he actually fought with the evil sword intention of the Xuanyin Twelve Swords. It had grown up in the sword prison for thousands of years, and it might have exceeded his imagination.

Since the riot in the Sword Prison, even if there is still a foundation in it, at this moment, Yue Yuan is sure that all the real evil essence has arrived. What remains in the Sword Prison is probably just the deliberate intention of the Twelve Swords of Xuanyin.

An empty shell remains.

"How cruel."

"The first person your knife wants to kill is yourself!"

I don't know when, another Yue Yuan appeared behind Yue Yuan, but the two looked slightly different, one was a young man, and the other was a young man. The young man was Yue Yuan himself, and the young man was the will of Xuanyin Sword Intent.

of remaining shape.

Back to back.

Standing with their backs to each other.

Young Yue Yuan smiled with an evil look on his face and joked: "What a traitor!"

…

Above the city gate.

fear.

Fear.

anger.

Killing intent.

Wei Yixiao, who had countless emotions mixed together to the extreme, exploded completely, full of murderous intentions towards the little princess, and his Qinggong went to the extreme. In the blink of an eye, he was like a blue cloud floating above the city gate, and passed by a soldier.

At this time, he took the scimitar in the opponent's hand, jumped in front of the little princess Zhao Min, and slashed directly at the opponent's neck with the scimitar in his hand.

"What a cruel knife!"

"He is really a stinky man who doesn't show any pity to her."

Faced with the thunder blow of the Green Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao, the little princess Zhao Min smiled slightly, just like a plum blossom blooming in the winter. She was the only one in the white snow. While speaking, her jade hands gently

Moving, the broken strings seemed to have come to life as they were wrapped around the fingers, plucked and flicked.

The strings stood up, facing the scimitar that struck at the neck.

Keng——

When the string passes, the knife breaks.

She gently turned her head to avoid the half-cut knife, allowing the half-cut knife to fly into the heart of the soldier on the side. But the half-cut knife in Wei Yixiao's hand only missed her neck by a hair, and the curled force

The Qi did not cause any harm, the only effect was to stimulate the girl's delicate skin and cause some small pimples to appear.

"!!!"

The slightest difference in the knife made Wei Yixiao frown, and his heart became even more startled.

This casual skill... really lives up to its reputation.

But it was also this glance that made the Green-winged Bat King see that something strange and unexplainable had happened to the little princess of Yuanting, just like the city had become strange.

As his mind raced, Wei Yixiao moved again and stabbed the half-cut knife in his hand directly into the throat of the little princess who was sitting there.

A broken knife can still kill people.
To be continued...