"Wan Jianyi!!!"
Tian Buyi and others' pupils shrank sharply. They looked at the middle-aged man in white robes, and their eyes suddenly trembled, revealing a deep look of horror.
Wan Jianyi!
He's not dead yet?
"Why did you come out?"
Master Daoxuan said with some helplessness that the secret he had hidden for so many years was still revealed.
"Are you looking for me?"
Wan Jianyi ignored everyone's surprise and stared at Pei Qing calmly. He could feel that Pei Qing was waiting for him.
This sentence immediately caused an uproar.
"Wan Jianyi is not dead!"
"Not only is Wan Jianyi not dead, but he also appeared in our Qingyun Sect!"
Tian Buyi and others felt huge waves in their hearts. Not only their elders, but also the Qingyun Sect disciples who had heard about Wan Jianyi looked like they had seen a ghost.
"How is this possible? Didn't Master Wan fall long ago?"
Wan Jianyi represents a legend in the hearts of Qingyun Sect disciples.
"Yes, I'm waiting for you."
Pei Qing still had a smile on his face, with his hands behind his back, and every move he made looked like the top master of his generation.
Wan Jianyi said indifferently: "Why do you come to my Qingyun Sect?"
His eyes were cold, and his whole body erupted with murderous intent. The temperature of the entire Qingyun Gate seemed to have dropped.
"Besides Daoxuan in the Qingyun Sect, you are the only one who can interest me." Pei Qing shook his head, his eyes filled with strong fighting spirit.
He knew very well that the purpose of the system mission was to allow him to challenge the strongest of the six top forces. He had just defeated Master Daoxuan, but the system did not prompt that the mission was completed, so he must challenge Wan Jianyi again.
"Let's take action!"
Wan Jianyi was silent for two seconds, then raised his head, locked eyes with Pei Qing, and said calmly.
"Haha!" Pei Qing laughed loudly and said, "Wan Jianyi, you are really interesting."
In an instant, Pei Qing really took action.
He raised his right hand slightly, and a flying sword flew out from the hand of a Qingyun Sect disciple and fell into his hand.
This move made Master Daoxuan's face darken slightly. After all, Pei Qing didn't use a sword when he fought with him. Now that Wan Jian came out, he had already picked up the sword before even fighting. This was not a slap in the face. .
"Come on, I also want to prove whether you, Wan Jianyi, are stronger, or the head of Daoxuan is stronger!"
Pei Qing slowly raised the flying sword in his hand, his eyes were extremely sharp, and a sharp sword intent burst out from his body.
Even Wan Jianyi couldn't help but be moved by this sharp aura.
But he quickly recovered. With one move, he took the same flying sword and turned his wrist. In an instant, the flying sword in his hand buzzed, and a sharp sword energy shot into the sky, cutting the void into pieces. With a whistling sound, he slashed towards Pei Qing.
Boom!
The sky seemed to be thundering, the void was shattered inch by inch, and wherever the sword energy passed, it left a dark crack.
The people watching the battle gasped.
It was so powerful that just a wisp of sword energy could tear the void apart, which was unbelievable to Jian Shu.
"I have been in the ancestral hall for so many years, and I have understood everything I can understand. Today, it can be regarded as the last battle for Qingyun Sect!"
Wan Jianyi murmured to himself, and with a horizontal movement of the flying sword in his hand, in an instant, the entire sky seemed to turn into a world of sword energy. Each sword energy was enough to penetrate mountains and rivers and destroy a city.
"Good swordsmanship!"
Pei Qing shouted loudly, stepped on the air, and swung the flying sword in his hand violently. The sword light shone, forming a sword rain that collided with Wan Jianyi's swordsmanship. In an instant, the entire Qingyunmen Square seemed to be boiling.
The endless sword shadows intersected with the sword energy in the sky, and the sonorous sound continued to sound, which was extremely harsh, like metal clashing, making the faces of those watching the battle change drastically.
They all backed away to avoid getting involved.
This retreat was three thousand feet.
Free up the whole place and give it to them.
"Master, should you give us an explanation?"
After they retreated, Tian Buyi and others looked at Master Daoxuan helplessly. In their hearts, Wan Jian was already dead.
Master Daoxuan was silent for a long time and said slowly: "Read it first, and I will explain it later."
Tian Buyi and others looked at each other and did not dare to ask any more questions, because they knew that Daoxuan Zhenren had fallen into some kind of confusion at this time.
…………
At this moment.
The battle between Wan Jianyi and Pei Qing became more and more intense, and the terrifying pressure swept across the entire place. Even the air was shattered by their attacks, as if it was about to collapse at any time.
"Unfortunately, your sword's heart is defective."
Pei Qing forced Wan Jianyi back with a sword, sighed softly and said: "If your sword heart is perfect, you will be able to reach a new level, but now, you have no way to do it!"
As he spoke, Pei Qing pointed the flying sword in his hand, and a dazzling light suddenly burst out, and then, countless sword energy emerged like a violent storm.
Puff, puff...
A stream of blood sprayed out, and in just a few blinks, Wan Jianyi's body was covered with wounds.
"Sure enough, you can't!" Pei Qing shook his head.
"So what if it doesn't work, it'll be great if I can beat you!"
Wan Jianyi looked resolute. Although he was covered in blood, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he became even crazier, with endless fighting spirit erupting from his body.
"Don't you understand yet? You and I are completely on a different level!"
Pei Qing sighed, stretched out his sword, and instantly cut off Wan Jianyi's flying sword. At the same time, the sword energy hit Wan Jianyi's chest fiercely.
Click!
A sound of broken bones suddenly sounded, and Wan Jian felt as if he had been hit hard. He coughed up blood in his mouth and flew backwards.
boom!
He hit the ground so hard that the whole ground cracked. Wan Jianyi stood up with difficulty, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked up at Pei Qing, with a mocking look in his eyes: "I Lost."
After so many years of accumulation, he was still no match for Pei Qing, which made his already imperfect sword heart even more bleak. However, he still refused to admit defeat, stood up, and said with firm eyes: "But, I still have one last chance. One sword!"
