The moment the black coffin began to tremble, everyone's hearts seemed to be grabbed.
In the courtyard where the outer disciples lived, Chu Yang looked at this scene and asked curiously: "Teacher, who do you think will win?"
"Not sure, it depends on how much Emperor Tunri's inheritance has been left behind," Mr. Mo replied.
Sword intent filled the sky, and the space was divided into countless fragments.
The black coffin was completely shattered by the sword, and then a middle-aged man in a golden robe walked out.
The moment the middle-aged man walked out, it was as if the heaven and earth were divided by the sword.
He held the sword in his arms, his golden robe suddenly rustled in the cold wind, his sword-shaped eyebrows, and the same eyes were like two sharp swords.
He gives people the impression that he is a sharp sword, with its edge clearly visible, and many people even dare not stare at him for too long.
It seems that after looking at it for a long time, my eyes feel the pain of being cut by the sword light.
"Master," Sword Master Baiyun looked at the old man Tianjian and greeted with a smile.
"I thought this old bone of mine was going to be buried in a dust-blood coffin, but I didn't expect that we would ever see each other again," the old man from Tianjian looked at Baiyun Sword Master and said with a smile.
He had a loud voice, and his laughter was deafening.
"I wish I could never meet again," Sword Master Baiyun shook his head and smiled.
The two of them are sleeping in the dust-blood coffin, and they will not be awakened unless the sect encounters a life-or-death crisis.
And the two people meeting again means that the incident has reached an irreversible point.
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"I want to see who invaded our Tianjian Sect," the old man Tianjian snorted coldly, looking at the sky, with countless sword intentions bursting out of his eyes.
"Oh my god, it's the Patriarch of Heavenly Sword, it's really the Patriarch of Heavenly Sword." At this time, the Heavenly Sword Sect was completely blown away.
Although they were just watching from a distance, that figure seemed to be engraved in everyone's minds.
Seeing Old Man Tianjian and Master Baiyun coming out of the coffin, all the elders nearby greeted them respectfully.
Sword Master Baiyun looked at Yue Buli who was standing aside.
Yue Buli's body was trembling, with tears of excitement in his eyes, and he came to the old man with great dignity.
"Master," he said slightly, looking at this old man who had left a profound mark on his life.
He never dreamed that he would see his master again one day, and that he would be able to call this old man who took care of him like a father, "Master."
"No separation, long time no see," Sword Master Baiyun said with a smile.
"Master, I have let you down," Yue Buli said sadly.
He failed to manage this sect well, and now he has attracted powerful enemies. He also wants the founder of Tianjian Sect and his master to come out of the coffin to help him clean up this mess.
"No, you have always done a good job," Sword Master Baiyun shook his head and said, "Do you still remember what I told you?
Any reform and progress will be full of setbacks and hardships.
And with it comes failure and destruction."
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"Everyone, are you done reminiscing about the past?" Ren Pingsheng stood high in the sky and chuckled: "It's really touching."
"Your Excellency, you are too arrogant," the old man Tianjian stared at him, his aura at the peak of the Zunmai realm rushing like the sunset over a long river.
I saw him slowly raising the long sword in his hand and slashing into the air. This ordinary sword actually burst out with the Tiangang Sword Intent that was tens of meters long.
The black mist dissipated, and the space seemed to be cut in half.
Ren Pingsheng destroyed the sword's intention with one punch, but his right hand was trembling slightly, numb from the shock of the sword.
"Anyway, it's already a life-or-death situation for the sect. There's no need to focus on the heroism of fighting alone," the old man of Tianjian glanced at Baiyun Sword Master.
The two looked at each other and nodded.
Then they attacked Ren Shengsheng together. They didn't care about their reputation at this moment, but chose to besiege him.
Before they fell asleep in the dust-blood coffin, they were also well-known figures.
Two people go to besiege one person, they feel shameless in their hearts, but at this moment, they abandon their reputation, everything they do is just for the sect.
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The old man of Tianjian walked in the air, and with every step he took, the sword intention in his body became stronger.
When he stepped into the air and faced Ren Pingsheng from afar, the sword intent on his body had condensed into the shape of a long dragon.
The dragon roars across the field, tearing apart the sky and shocking the sky.
As for the Baiyun Sword Master, he steps into a white cloud, and everything in the world seems to be evolving in the gathering and dispersing of clouds.
The autumn wind bathed him, and he seemed like a hermit who had not touched the fireworks of the world.
A fly whisk, waved gently, and then the Wu Geng void fell into fragments and silence.
The three of them faced each other from a distance, and their momentum was vaguely connected.
Ren Pingsheng used the Sun-Eating Demonic Fist. Each punch was opened and closed, and the demonic energy was rising, as if it was going to break the entire sky.
As for the old man of Tianjian, he was extremely skilled in using the Tiangang Sword Intention. His long sword cut through the silent void, and his momentum was like the sea. He could handle Ren Pingsheng's attacks with ease.
As for the White Cloud Sword Master, he waved his fly whisk, white clouds condensed, and there were many mountains. Every attack seemed to be light and airy.
But when Ren Shengsheng came into contact with his fly whisk, the force almost knocked him away.
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Under the attack of Old Man Tianjian and Master Baiyun, it didn't take long for Ren Pingsheng to be unable to hold on.
His black robe was torn and his body was covered with dense scars.
Although he still gritted his teeth and persisted, he already looked very reluctant.
The old man of Tianjian saw the right moment and slashed directly towards Ren Pingsheng's abdomen with his long sword with a shocking light.
Ren Pingsheng quickly dodged, and his black clothes were completely shattered. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the whisk from the Baiyun Sword Master behind him had already hit his back.
He only felt an overwhelming force coming from behind, and then his whole body fell directly to the ground.
With a "boom", Ren Pingsheng's body smashed a deep pit into the ground, dust flew up, and the earth trembled.
The ground was already devastated, with several cracks added.
Seeing this situation, the other members of Tianjian Sect breathed a sigh of relief, "Although this person is powerful, he is still no match for the founder!"
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Old Man Tianjian and Master Baiyun looked down at the deep pit on the ground. When the dust settled, the scene inside became clear.
I saw Ren Pingsheng lying in a deep pit covered in blood, with not a single intact part of his body.
The strong wind was howling around, and the trunks of the weeping willows on both sides had bent down due to cracks.
In the strong wind, the weeping willows look like monsters, with their branches swaying wildly.
Ren Pingsheng slowly stood up holding his weak body. He coughed a few times and spat out another mouthful of blood. His whole body was completely stained red with blood.
He didn't care at all when he saw the hateful looks in the eyes of the people from the Tianjian Sect around him.
Instead, he slowly took out a black ax from the ring.
