"The Qingyang King's martial arts are superb, and the old man is not your opponent."

Meng Liangdao can bend and stretch, but when he sees that he is not Ye Xiuwen's opponent, he stops fighting and bows to Ye Xiuwen.

"President Meng? What are you doing?"

But when Ling Yunzi saw this scene, his eyes almost fell out, and Shi Cai had to fight to the death. As a result, he apologized in an instant. He thought to himself: You Meng Liang are too shameless, right?

But he didn't know that although Meng Liang was a master, he was a real man. He could bend and stretch. However, seeing that Ye Xiuwen was full of treasures and had a poisonous body to protect him, he felt that he was going to be finished, so it would be better to apologize directly and ask King Qingyang for forgiveness.

"Oh, it's so embarrassing for me to do this suddenly?" Ye Xiuwen shook the Wei Yin Sword that was only half left in his hand.

Ye Xiuwen had not discovered this powerful silver sword before, but it was already covered with cracks.

Although this crack is extremely subtle, it will shatter when it encounters a heavy blow and collision between battles.

Of course, ordinary slashes will not damage this sword, because the Wei Yin Sword is too sharp.

It’s just a pity that no matter how sharp the sword in this world is, it cannot withstand the collision with masters again and again.

So Meng Liang's attack was just the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The sword was destroyed, a pity.

However, at this moment, Meng Liang's eyes rolled and he took action...

At this time, Mengliang's body movement was extremely fast, and he flashed to Ling Yunzi's side in a moment.

Ling Yunzi was shocked, but he had already thought about Meng Liang's actions against him in advance.

So when he saw Meng Liang approaching, Ling Yunzi was about to draw his sword.

But I didn't expect that Meng Liang smiled and said, "Ling Yunzi, I originally wanted to save your life, but if you are so ignorant of the current affairs, you can only give you a ride."

Meng Liang sneered, grabbed the sword in Ling Yunzi's hand with his left hand, while his right hand was condensed with bloody sword energy. This hand slapped it, like a palm technique, but the bloody sword energy flew out with Meng Liang's palm.

At this time, Ling Yunzi realized how terrible Meng Liang was. Although he was also a master, he was a very different person than Meng Liang.

Although he made a defense with his left hand, he was completely unhindered and was stabbed by Meng Liang's sword energy.

The sword energy penetrated Ling Yunzi's palm and flew out through his body.

Ling Yunzi vomited blood and scolded Meng Liang, but unfortunately, before he finished speaking, he was hit on the chest and abdomen by Meng Liang, and his whole body flew backwards.

Card!

At the same time, Ling Yunzi's right wrist was broken, and the Wei Yin sword he had grasped tightly also fell into Meng Liang's hand.

At this point, Ling Yunzi, who escaped from Tianjian Pavilion, all the boy Miejue died, while Meng Liang held Ling Yunzi's sword, bowed and held it up, and presented it to Ye Xiuwen.

"Hmph, you say you are decisive in killing." Ye Xiuwen sneered.

"I was deceived by a villain, and he was still alive." Meng Liang bowed again and said.

"hehe!"

Ye Xiuwen continued to laugh dryly and took the sword from Meng Liang's hand. Meng Liang bowed and retreated, but at this time Ye Xiuwen made a sword-slashing posture.

Meng Liang never dared to hide, and stood attentively. Seeing that sharp weapon was about to fall on his head.

Hua Mengting exclaimed when she saw this, but Meng Liang's hand was carrying a gesture of not acting rashly at Hua Mengting.

Hua Mengting did not rush over in the end, and the sword was hanging three centimeters above Meng Liang's head.

At this moment, as long as Ye Xiuwen's sword fell, Meng Liang would definitely die. But Ye Xiuwen stopped and then took the sword and said, "Master Meng? I heard before that you want to avenge your disciples?"

At this time, when Ye Xiuwen asked, Meng Liang's body stiffened for a moment, and he thought to himself: King Qingyang really doesn't play according to common sense, why did he get involved in his apprentice again?

But seeing that King Qingyang was giving him a chance, otherwise the sword had fallen directly, so he said, "I have reported it, but I am not the opponent of King Qingyang. I don't think my disciple will blame me."

"Impurity, it's really impure,..."

At this moment, Ye Xiuwen called the word "Impurity".

Meng Liang was a little confused. When he looked up, he realized that the Qingyang King was looking at the sword.

Ye Xiuwen's sword is the sword of Emperor Shengde. Even in the Wei Yin Sword, it is a top-notch.

Although Ling Yunzi's sword can also be evaluated as a middle-class sword, it is still far from that of Ye Xiuwen.

Mengliang knew what happened today, and it would be impossible if he didn't get some blood. After thinking about it, he hurriedly said, "Prince, I wonder if you have heard of such a story?"

"Tell me!" Ye Xiuwen signaled. At this time, Meng Liang said: Thousands of years ago, there was a sword immortal known as "Li Taibai". He created a sword, which was called the Heavenly Sword.

This sword hurts the enemy and himself. Although he has repeatedly repaired it, this set of sword techniques is still a life-threatening move.

But sacrificing one's life is also an opportunity. People in the martial arts world are moved by the news and want to obtain this sword technique.

So, just as Li Taibai died, all the masters of various sects joined forces to siege Li Taibai's only apprentice.

His disciple, called "Magpie wound", took over the heroes with his own strength.

In the end, he killed a group of heroes, and he was seriously injured and eventually disappeared.

Later, someone found fragments of the broken sword on the ancient battlefield, and there was a method of the Heavenly Sword on it.

Meng Liang stopped talking here, and Ye Xiuwen nodded slightly. Because he had heard this story, it was told by Master Xuanku of Shaolin.

"What do you want to say? Do you have fragments of this broken sword?" Ye Xiuwen asked back. He guessed that it should be, otherwise Meng Liang would not be so targetless.

"That's right, this broken sword was handed down by the family master. Please accept it with a smile on the King of Qingyang."

Meng Liang bowed again, and in order to protect the Luoxia Valley lineage, he had to hand over the remnant sword to save his life.

Ye Xiuwen grabbed the broken sword wrapped in red silk and fell into his hands.

The red silk spreads out, and the broken sword fragments are fully visible.

"It's indeed a fragment of the broken sword."

Ye Xiuwen was slightly happy and took out the fragment of the broken sword he had obtained from his arms, which actually connected with Meng Liang's part.

"As expected, the rumors are true. The Qingyang King uses it as the Heavenly Sword." At this time, Meng Liang also exclaimed.

But his admiration leaked a secret, that was, he came when he knew that Ye Xiuwen had fragments of broken swords in his hand.

So why avenge your disciples and don’t like Ye Xiuwen’s behavior is a lie. He wants to get the fragments of the broken sword in Ye Xiuwen’s hand. It’s true that he wants to get the fragments of the broken sword in Ye Xiuwen’s hand.
Chapter completed!