Before the person arrived, the strong sense of oppression had already rolled in.

Everyone changed their colors.

This moment.

The sea was calm, and warships seemed to be solidified on the sea surface, and they were still motionless. Everyone looked towards the distant sky, and their hearts couldn't help but beat slightly.

The originally arrogant Luofu Sword Lord bowed respectfully:

"Welcome to the Chiyang Martial Saint!"

Wow!

In a moment.

The audience was in an uproar.

Everyone's brain was hot, and the blood all over his body began to boil. Although he had guessed a little bit before, Luofu Sword Master had undoubtedly completely confirmed his identity.

Chiyang Martial Saint.

A martial saint who just came back a while ago created the Chiyang Sect and made trouble in the world. The Great Yan Wusheng personally came to the door to divide a region for the Chiyang Sect to use freely, and had complete dominance.

Only then did everyone realize that Luofu Sword Master had already joined the Chiyang Sect, and probably what conditions had been promised by Chiyang Martial Saint.

Taoist Longshan's heart sank.

Originally, Luofu Sword Lord suddenly appeared and aroused everyone's greed again, which made the situation a little difficult, but now it has soared to extremely difficult mode. An ancient saint came, and he had no confidence at all.

One by one, a series of eyes were staring at.

A luxurious golden car appeared, and there was a powerful man in the realm of heaven and man in front and behind. The heaven and man carried the car. This scene was already shocking, but the most eye-catching thing was the old man above the car. He was wearing a golden and red robe, like a sun, his hair was red, and there was a bald hair on the top of his head, revealing his shiny head.

The bald old man was lying comfortably on the carriage. The stunning women around him had their eyes filled with autumn waves, their arms were like soft willows, with all their charms and charming, and extremely gentle.

The car was standing in the void, and the warriors who carried the car had high chests. Not only did they not have any shame, but they were extremely proud.

How many people in the world can pull a cart for the Martial Saint?

"We pay homage to the Chiyang Martial Saint!" The vast voices sounded in unison, and everyone bowed their heads to show respect.

The strong are respected.

Wherever there is an eternal truth.

But everyone in the Zhenwu Sect did not move.

Even fools can see that the other party is not good.

Luofu Jianzun shouted coldly:

"Old Taoist Longshan, the Martial Saint asks you, why don't you reply?! Do you dare to despise the Martial Saint?"

He was quite energetic and proud at this moment.

Since the rise of the Heavenly Sword Master, his life has been extremely sad, and he will be taken out to whip the corpse from time to time. Now, with the support of the Chiyang Martial Saint, he is no longer afraid. Even if he is a mere Heavenly Sword Master, can he still be stronger than the Martial Saint?

Now that he saw the Zhenwu Sect in a mess, he felt extremely comfortable.

Taoist Longshan stared at him deeply, and then bowed slightly to the old man in the car:

"I have never said anything about seeing the Chiyang Martial Saint. This time I entered the Zhenwu Palace and passed the test of Yin and Yang Fist at the first level of enlightenment, but I failed to pass the test of the Four Elephant Palm in the second level. However, I was lucky enough to pass the combat power level and finally got some rewards."

"But I did not get the Zhenwu inheritance."

He said it very earnestly, and even said the name of the level.

Everyone was thinking.

Could it be that the Misty Change True has nothing to do with the members of the Zhenwu Sect?

The Chiyang Martial Saint smiled. From the beginning of his appearance, he finally looked at Taoist Longshan. His laughter was a little sarcastic, and he seemed to be a little disdainful:

"This saint knows."

"The assessment of Zhenwu Palace is unreasonable. How difficult is it to understand the Nine Levels of Nine Levels? I don't expect anyone to pass it. Looking at the countless monsters in ancient and modern times, there is no one who can pass it. How could you pass it with the trash of vain who are close to 100 years old?

Everyone changed their colors.

The Taoist Longshan is approaching the age of 100 and is already a top genius. Such people are considered waste. So what are they? They are not as good as waste?

Everyone in the Zhenwu Sect was resentful.

But the Taoist Longshan looked calm.

"Since the Martial Saint knows that my Zhenwu Sect has not been inherited, can we leave?"

The Chiyang Martial Saint stood up slightly and looked at the Taoist Longshan meaningfully:

"no."

Taoist Longshan asked in a deep voice:

“Why?”

A sudden light shot out from the Chiyang Martial Holy Pupil, the sun was brilliant, the power was vast, and its sound was vast:

"Because you don't respect me."

The Taoist Longshan changed his expression and felt a huge pressure suppressing him. He seemed to see two big suns appearing in the sky, one hanging high in the sky, and the other approaching. The terrifying pressure made him sweat coldly on his forehead. He used the power of heaven and earth to resist, but it was useless. The changes in yin and yang had no power to resist in the face of such an absolute power gap.

"Puff."

Taoist Longshan's face turned red and vomited blood and flew backwards.

Ye Qinghe and others caught it, and they vomited blood together. The aftermath of the aftermath was too late for them to bear. They dared not speak out, and they could only clench their fists tightly.

Everyone was holding their breath.

Just now, everyone saw the strength of the Taoist Longshan, but now they were like children in front of the Chiyang Martial Saint, which made everyone understand the value of the ancient saints. This was a fault-crunching power gap. There were even rumors that this was far from the peak of the ancient saints.

Taoist Longshan stabilized his body and vomited another mouthful of blood. His lungs were shaken and he had suffered internal injuries.

He knows.

This is the Chiyang Martial Saint who didn't take it seriously at all, just took action at will, otherwise he would be shot to death in an instant, and a hint of powerlessness arose in his heart. Looking at Luofu Sword Master next to him, he knew that the Chiyang Martial Saint had just made an excuse casually. I am afraid the fundamental reason was to vent his anger to the newly acquired subordinate.

"What the Martial Saint teaches is." Taoist Longshan lowered his head.

He is strong-willed and if he is the only one, he will never surrender even if the other party is a martial saint. But now, he is surrounded by several disciples.

Ye Qinghe and He Yan's eyes were red and they were holding them tightly. Blood was burning in the chests of the three generations of disciples.

Luofu Jianzun smiled and his mouth was wide open.

The Black Evil Sword Master and the White Eyebrow Master also smiled, a little gloating, and were also very moved. If they could join the command of the Chiyang Martial Saint, if they were appreciated in the future, wouldn’t they have the opportunity to become the Martial Saint?

The Black Evil Sword Lord said in time:

"You have reported to the Martial Saint, there are still people in the Zhenwu Sect who have not come out."

The Chiyang Martial Saint glanced at him, and he looked at the changes in the fog ahead, and his eyes gradually became a little surprised:

"really?"

For the first time, he sat upright completely, and the stunning women next to him also stopped the movements in his hands.

The Black Evil Sword Lord became nervous. He originally wanted to borrow flowers to offer Buddha, but now it seems that this information is very important?

He hurriedly said:

"I will never dare to deceive the Martial Saint. There is also a young Taoist sect who is less than twenty years old and has not yet appeared. The change in the fog may be related to him."

Hearing words.

Everyone in the Zhenwu Sect was furious.

Especially the Taoist of Longshan, I wish I could kill him with my eyes.

They naturally knew that the Heisha Daozun was talking about Ning Qi.

The Chiyang Martial Saint tsk twice, his eyes becoming more and more surprised:

"I can't tell, there are really capable people in your Zhenwu Sect?"

Originally, I just came to see if the Zhenwu Palace was still the same, to eliminate the resentment of the past, and to see if there was a chance to try the final test. After all, the Zhenwu Palace is recognized as mysterious and ancient, and no one knows when this Taoist tradition was passed down.

But unexpectedly, there were unexpected gains that could cause such changes in Zhenwu Palace, which means that this person has gained a lot.

Since that's the case, just wait.

Maybe there is hope to take this to peek at the final test.

At this point, Chiyang Martial Saint felt a little hot. Compared with other old monsters, his background was much shallow. If he could get the things in the Zhenwu Palace, he would be able to have enough competitiveness when the opportunity came.

"I heard that there is a person named Tianjian Zhenren in your sect that is not bad? Is he here?" Chiyang Wusheng said carelessly.

The Taoist of Longshan said:

"The whereabouts of senior Tianjian are unsure, I don't know."

Chiyang Martial Saint tweeted:

"I heard that he is a great sword with a heavenly sword. This is how you call him. If he can satisfy this saint, let you leave today, and don't care about your offense."
To be continued...