"Someone is coming!"

Following the overlord's soft drink, the cunning old man came in quickly.

"Your Majesty!" The cunning old man touched his slightly raised mustache and said with a smile.

"Did you feel it just now?"

"Yes, my lord! It's amazing and... delicious!"

The cunning old man once again raised his hand with a flattering smile and smiled very happily.

"Well, yes, it is indeed delicious!"

The Overlord touched his rough beard, flicked his big hand, and a table of flesh and blood instantly exploded into blood mist and floated in the air.

"I feel the delicious taste, and I feel sick just looking at this defective product!"

The treacherous old man on the side looked indifferent, and he rolled his eyes after being silent for a while.

"My lord, why don't you send a message to the Ba Dao Sect and the Twelve Swords Alliance of the Sky?"

"oh?"

"Isn't it the prince's 380th birthday soon?

They need to be prepared for something big like this!”

The cunning old man smiled very sinisterly, his eyes narrowed and his smile turned into a slit.

…

At the same time, Ba Daomen—

Ba Daomen is located in Luoxia Mountain.

On the top of Luoxia Mountain, there are densely packed buildings with a relatively rough style.

In the main hall of Ba Dao Sect, Cao Shouxin, the master of Ba Dao Sect, frowned and looked at the scenery outside the hall.

The clouds and mist were lingering, and he stood in the main hall as if he wanted to look somewhere through the clouds and mist.

"Such amazing energy and blood... Could it be..."

He frowned and paced back and forth in the hall, his expression solemn.

"Master, this energy and blood...could it be..."

There was a middle-aged man standing next to him. He looked at the outside of the hall with a suspicious look on his face, and then looked at the master of his house full of doubts.

"Someone has taken that step!"

Cao Shouxin frowned and said solemnly, he rubbed his chin with one hand, his eyes were deep and his face was a bit unhappy.

"Master! Since someone has set foot on that road... isn't this a good thing for us warriors?"

The person who served Li followed Cao Shouxin, the leader of the Ba Dao Sect, and seemed to know many secrets. Therefore, he was even more puzzled.

"Hmph! What a fart!"

Cao Shouxin rolled his eyes at the middle-aged man and cursed directly.

"Um...this is..."

It's a little embarrassing to be scolded by a middle-aged man, but mostly I'm still puzzled.

"We are in big trouble!" Cao Shouxin looked gloomy and looked out of the hall, his face uncertain.

"trouble?"

"Brainless thing! You and I can feel the power of this energy and blood. Is it possible that the person in your city is blind?"

Cao Shouxin was even more unhappy, frowning absentmindedly, and didn't even have time to pay attention to the middle-aged man next to him.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man also became a little solemn.

The two of them were not worried about the person with the explosive energy, but they were worried about themselves and the Ba Dao Sect.

At the same moment, the Twelve Swords Alliance in the Sky—

Dome top!

The location of the Twelve Sword Alliance sects in the sky is different from the Ba Dao Sect and the ordinary Jianghu forces.

The Twelve Swords Alliance in the Sky does not have vassal forces, it is itself composed of the Twelve Swordsmen sects.

After Lu Yixin of the Twelve Swords Alliance stepped into the Grandmaster realm, the Twelve Swords Alliance in the Sky that was originally somewhat scattered became unified.

"Sect Master! Just now..."

At this time, it was in a relatively secluded courtyard within the Twelve Swords Alliance sect on the top of the mountain.

The sun shines in the courtyard and shines on the profile of an elegant middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was sitting on the stone pier next to him, facing a piece of rice paper spread out on the stone table, holding a pen in one hand and studying ink with the other, very immersed in it.

He ignored the old man in white robe next to him.

Seeing that the elegant middle-aged man did not pay attention to him, the old man in white robe and white beard was a little embarrassed and spoke softly again: "Sect master... this... just happened..."

"Don't talk!"

Without even looking back, the elegant middle-aged man, wearing a simple gray robe, was minding his own business, holding a pen and writing "Wandering Dragon" on rice paper.

What is painted is not the scene outside the mountain outside the courtyard, nor the things next to it, but a sword!

The painting is a very mediocre sword. This sword is like a blade made by an ordinary blacksmith, without any color or decoration.

After a full three sticks of incense had passed, the elegant middle-aged man in gray robe put down the pen and ink in his hand, and blew on the slightly damp drawing paper.

Only then did he turn around leisurely, with a calm look in his eyes.

"The energy and blood are soaring into the sky, showing off one's sharpness. This is both a good thing and a bad thing!"

The words are plain and seem to be without any emotion. The elegant middle-aged man in gray robe has a mediocre appearance, just like the mediocre sword he drew.

But he is the kind of person who becomes more and more interesting the more he looks at it, and the same is true for his paintings.

The sword on the scroll is also very strange. The man in white robe and white beard next to him looked at the sword.

At first glance, it looks ordinary, without any outstanding features.

But when I looked closely, I felt my eyes sting, and I couldn't help but look away.

"Sect Master, I'm afraid that if this happens, our Bazhou will cause another disturbance."

"yes!"

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The elegant middle-aged man in gray robe is none other than the master of the Twelve Swords Alliance in the Sky, Grand Master Lu Yixin!

The reason why he has this title is because he has only fired one sword since his debut.

Only some old people in Bazhou Jianghu know about this matter.

That's because fifty years ago, the Twelve Swords Alliance in the Sky was just established.

Lu Yixin blocked the sword from Jiang He, the old master of the Canglang Gang, with a sword from the Pulse Refining Realm.

Lu Yixin looks only middle-aged, but in fact he is nearly a hundred years old.

He started practicing swordsmanship at the age of thirty, entered the Pulse Refining Realm at the age of forty, and reached the sixth level at the age of fifty.

He is a very obvious late bloomer.

And what many people don't actually know is that Lu Yixin had already entered the master realm just one year after blocking Fu Jianghe's sword.

It wasn't until Cao Shouxin, the leader of the Ba Dao Sect, stepped into the Grandmaster realm and prepared to overwhelm the Twelve Heavenly Sword Alliance in a domineering manner, that Lu Yixin had no choice but to break the news that he had entered the Grandmaster realm.

"Sect Master, you have to be prepared, there might be some action from the palace."

The old man in white robes and white beard looked at his master, his face full of respect and admiration.

He had never seen his sect leader draw a sword after entering the master realm.

He has never even seen his sect leader's sword.

I just saw my sect leader drawing an ordinary sword every day.

It seems that the sword in the painting is the sword that the sect master has never shown to outsiders.

But even so, he still felt that his sect leader's strength was unfathomable!

"Isn't the sect leader already at the Grand Master level?"

The old man in white robes and white beard looked at his sect master and secretly speculated in his heart.

"No rush!"

Lu Yixin put his hands behind his back and looked outside the hospital with calm eyes.

"Not in a hurry?"

The old man with white beard and white robe was confused and wanted to ask what it meant.

At this time, Lu Yixin spoke leisurely again.

"My sword is not good enough...I won't draw the sword until I can't kill that person!"

This inexplicable sentence once again confused the old man.

Kill that person?

Who to kill?

Cao Shouxin, the leader of Ba Dao Clan?

The old man didn't know what his sect leader was thinking, and he didn't even know what his sect leader was thinking about every day.
Chapter completed!