In front of the Sword Palace.

The magic ship appeared, shrouded by terrifying demonic power. Strands of black demonic energy swept towards the Sword Palace like a black flying snake.

On the deck, Ning Wubai stood domineeringly. He saw Ye Xiaoxuan at a glance, and his expression changed slightly. "I am flattered to be greeted by the Emperor of the Sword Palace."

As the voice fell, his eyes swept across Ye Moxie and the others, his pupils brightened, and he said in a deep voice: "As expected of a sword-fighting family, the younger generation is not weak. Is there anyone who dares to come out and fight with this young master?"

Ye Qingyun said angrily: "This is the Sword Palace, how can you be so presumptuous? Leave the Sword Palace immediately and I will spare your life."

Ning Wubai asked, "Are you the head of the Ye family? The Ye family has no one left. How can you, who is so weak, take the position of head of the family?"

Ye Qingyun's face turned ugly. "Arrogant boy, I am not the head of the Ye family. Although my strength is not very strong, it is more than enough to kill you."

Ning Wubai looked at him with disdain, "Don't brag, I respect you as a man, are you serious about killing me?"

call out.

Ning Wubai snapped his fingers and a ray of black light flew out and shot towards Ye Qingyun.

Bang.

With the sound of collision, Ye Qingyun took a few steps back, and cracks appeared on the sword in his hand.

The next moment, the sword turned into powder and disappeared into the air.

"Fifth-level Saint?" Ye Xiaoxuan narrowed his eyes and spoke slowly. As expected of Ning Wubai who swept through hundreds of saints, he was already a fifth-level Saint at such a young age.

Ye Qingyun was defeated.

At this time.

On the magic ship, a woman appeared beside Ning Wubai. This woman was about the same age as Ye Yaoer. She was wearing a black tights and had a figure that was about to burst out, which was very attractive.

"Sir, the elders of the Ye family are just this kind of stuff, and the disciples of the Ye family are not too strong either. Tianwu volunteers to fight."

"Of course!" Ning Wubai nodded slightly, then raised his hand and pointed it at Ye Moxie, "You can kill any disciple of the Ye family, but he must be left to me."

Mo Tianwu asked, "Sir, what's different about this young man?"

Ning Wubai said: "He, the young master of the Ye family, must die in my hands."

Hear the sound.

Ye Moxie walked out of the crowd, his expression as cold as ice, "I am not the young master of the Ye family, but if you want to fight, I will accompany you."

"You are not the Young Master of the Ye Family. Could it be that someone else is the Young Master of the Ye Family?" Ning Wubai narrowed his eyes slightly and scanned the crowd again. "Among the younger generation of the Ye Family, you have the strongest cultivation. If you are not the Young Master, who else in the Ye Family is qualified to be the Young Master?"

Ye Moxie said: "My brother Changsheng is also the young master, but you are not worthy to be his opponent."

"Ye Changsheng, it turns out that you are not Ye Changsheng. Tianwu, kill him!" Ning Wubai said coldly.

Ye Moxie was fearless. He took a step forward, stood in mid-air, looked at Mo Tianwu and said, "Go back. You are no match for me."

Mo Tianwu didn't expect Ye Moye to dare to underestimate her. She released her saintly power and a ball of black flame appeared in her jade hand.

Swish.

The flames sputtered like a spirit snake, and as they moved forward, they transformed into hundreds of paths pointing directly at Ye Moyue.

Looking at the flames flying in front of him, Ye Moyue was calm and composed, his sword rang angrily, and a powerful sword energy curtain appeared around him.

The black sword light was cold and eerie, like a poisonous snake that would choose its prey before it bites.

"Break, destroy!"

Ye Moxie said coldly.

boom.

boom.

The black sword energy curtain was like a raging wave, directly facing the incoming flames. As the sound of the explosion spread, the terrifying air wave blew Mo Tianwu's figure away.

A hundred feet away, Mo Tianwu steadied himself, raised his head and looked at Ye Moxie, "You have demonic energy, you must be a member of my demon clan."

Ye Moxie said: "If you have demonic energy, you are from your demon clan. You also have my sword energy on you, so you are my woman?"

Mo Tianwu said unhappily: "You"

Ye Moxie said again: "Now it's my turn to take action."

The voice fell.

His figure disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was only a few feet away from Mo Tianwu. A black ancient sword was unsheathed in his palm, and the sword shadow was like a dragon, unstoppable.

laugh.

The sword arrives.

A beam of blood flew out from Mo Tianwu's body, and she flew backwards towards the magic ship like a kite with a broken string.

Seeing this.

Ning Wubai's figure flashed, and he took Mo Tianwu into his arms in mid-air. He looked at Ye Moxie and said, "Such a fast sword. Are you worthy of being my opponent?"

Having said this, he paused, glanced at the injured Mo Tianwu in his arms, and said, "Back off, you are no match for him."

Mo Tianwu nodded slightly, and flew towards the magic ship, with a strong anger on his cheeks, and he wished he could tear Ye Moyue into pieces.

She thought she could win the first victory for the demon clan, but she didn't expect Ye Moyue to be so powerful that she had no chance to fight back.

At this time.

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Ning Wubai looked at Ye Moyue and said in a deep voice: "Take action, or you won't have the chance to draw your sword."

As he spoke, his figure sat suspended in the air, unmoved by the wind. In front of him appeared an ancient zither, surrounded by violent demonic energy.

Ye Moxie narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze fell on the guqin, and he was horrified because the aura emitted by the guqin made him feel dangerous.

"Moye, step back, there's something strange about this harp!" Ye Xiaoxuan said.

Ye Moxie looked back and said calmly: "Ancestor, Moxie must fight!"

A sword practitioner would rather break than bend, would rather die than yield, would rather die than retreat.

Once the sword is unsheathed, there is no turning back.

In addition, there is another very important reason why Ye Moyue chose to fight Ning Wubai.

Ning Wubai came for Ye Changsheng. Only after he fights with Ning Wubai can he see how strong the other party is. If Ye Changsheng fights with him later, he will not be completely ignorant of Ning Wubai.

Ye Moyue rushed forward with sword in hand, attacking Ning Wubai. Wherever he passed, black sword energy followed him like a shadow.

clang.

clang.

Ning Wubai glanced at Ye Moyue calmly, then his slender fingers moved across the guqin, and the sound of the guqin spread and resounded through the sky.

Lines of black demonic energy roared and transformed into ferocious ancient demons, swallowing up Ye Moyue.

See this scene.

The Ye family disciples in front of the Sword Palace were all holding their breath, their expressions were extremely solemn. They were happy that Ye Moyue defeated Mo Tianwu before, but at this moment they were not happy at all.

Ning Wubai is too strong.

The sound of the piano is earth-shattering and shocking.

This moment.

Ye Cangyun, Ye Changsheng and An Mengjun appeared in front of the Sword Palace. Ye Changsheng was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, his face was as calm as water, and his eyes were always on Ning Wubai as he walked forward.

When the disciples found that Ye Changsheng had arrived, they were all very excited, because they firmly believed that Ye Changsheng could defeat Ning Wubai.

"Changsheng greets the ancestor!" Ye Changsheng bowed.

"No need to be polite." Ye Xiaoxuan said in a deep voice, paused, and continued: "Changsheng, what do you think of this person?"

Ye Changsheng said calmly: "Not bad, barely considered a strong man among the younger generation."

reluctantly?

The fifth level of Saint is difficult in your eyes?

Ye Xiaoxuan wanted to hit someone. Are young people so arrogant now? Ye Changsheng said again: "Brother Moye, your talent is better than his, but your current cultivation is not as good as his. Besides, the guqin in front of this person is a bit strong."

"Brother Moye lost this battle."

Ye Cangyun hurriedly asked: "Ancestor, is Mo Xie in danger? Should we call him back?"

Ye Xiaoxuan said: "Don't you understand his character? Young Master Mo is here for immortality, and he insisted on fighting him just to test how strong Young Master Mo is."

Ye Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Ning Wubai in the void, "If you dare to hurt my brother, I will slaughter your demon clan."