Shangguan Qianyu's eyes were blood-red, his eyes were blood-blown, and a trace of determination appeared on his face. He used his internal strength to his right hand. The short sword in his hand was poured into his internal strength and suddenly became more than three feet tall, and he shook it towards Qiankunzi with his murderous aura.

He felt the sword energy was cold and suddenly came to his eyes. It was much sharper than the previous sword energy. This was to harvest life. Qian Kunzi was shocked and angry. If he insisted on killing the Silver Face Gun, his body and head would be separated. Although he hated Yan Qingrui to the bone, he would not make a joke about his life. Although he lost the opportunity to kill the Silver Face Gun, he was very sorry in his heart, but he still made a quick decision and immediately dodged away.

Yan Qingrui was low and flew rapidly. Although Qiankunzi avoided it, his palm power did not fully withdraw. If he was swept by this palm power, he would not feel good.

However, Yan Qingrui's reaction was amazing. As soon as she found that the situation was favorable, she immediately adopted the most favorable response method, avoiding the range of palm force and slightly swept by the palm wind. However, the force was almost discharged, and she was not injured except for feeling a little uncomfortable.

Although Qiankunzi avoided it very quickly, the murderous aura seemed to be a maggot with bones, following him like a shadow. When he glanced at him, he suddenly found that the short sword in Shangguan Qianyu's hand turned into a long sword. On the sword body, there was still light flowing in the light, as if it condensed into some words.

His pupils shrank, his heart sank, and a thought was about to come out, and his face changed drastically.

Qian Kunzi's voice trembled, almost inconsistent, but he said loudly and sharply: "Maiyin, Maiyin? It turned out to be Maiyin? How could it be Maiyin?"

It was obvious how shocked he could make a person who was not indifferent to his emotions scream like this.

The maiyin looked just an ordinary short sword on the surface, and even had rust stains, which was not at all conspicuous. But in fact, it was a sword in a sword. After the sword sucked Shangguan Qianyu's blood, as long as he focused on his internal strength, he could reveal the real sword body.

In other words, in today's world, only Shangguan Qianyu can make this sword appear as a true sword body. Because he is the true heir of Mai Yin.

Unexpectedly, Qian Kunzi actually knew Mai Yin.

Qiankunzi was a junior brother of the national teacher back then. In order to test the magic of Mai Yin, the late emperor took the second prince's blood to the sword body, but the sword body did not suck. Although not many people knew about Mai Yin, Qiankunzi knew it. Qiankunzi naturally heard about Mai Yin's secret.

What does marijuana represent? There is no need to say much.

Doubt is one thing, and after confirmation, his heart is truly stormy.

At this moment, seeing Mai Yin was equivalent to confirming Shangguan Qianyu's identity. How could Qian Kunzi not be extremely surprised?

The vein was hidden and the light was passing by, and the sword energy was cold. Qian Kunzi was in a hurry and could not avoid it. A long wound was cut by his left arm. Although it was not deep, it was also bloody.

With his skills, how could he be injured so easily?

I was so shocked that I lost my mind.

At this moment, he retreated seven feet apart, muttering in surprise and suspicion: "How come you have a pulse hidden?"

Shangguan Qianyu said coldly: "Nonsense!"

Yes, isn't it just nonsense?

Those who have a pulse hidden in their hands may not be the first son of the crown prince, but there is no doubt that those who can drive the pulse hidden in the sword.
Chapter completed!