With Liu Jianli's strength, he can naturally sense the power of the opponent's sword. It will undoubtedly be difficult to deal with it with a finger sword.
The wrist of his right hand rotates slightly, and the lines on the surface of the sword box leaning against the table flow.
She originally wanted to attract the Cold Water Sword in the sword box, but she didn't expect that a bolt of lightning flew out first.
It is none other than the Sword Ancestor’s sword, the Purple Lightning God!
In the sword box, the Cold Water Sword trembled slightly and made a gurgling sound like running water, as if it was complaining.
The two stood high in the sky, looking at each other.
It's clear that he hasn't made a move yet, but when a master strikes, his intention is already moving before the sword is drawn out.
The Qi machines of the two sides collided, and the coercion set off a strong wind, which caused the hair of the people below to fly and their clothes to snap.
There was too much movement here, and many people in Wanjian Sect looked over with confused expressions.
Where Bing Wu left home to rest, everyone carrying the sword box felt the strong pressure, and they all looked solemn.
In the ancient pavilion of the sect master's hall, a handsome middle-aged man in white put down his wine glass and stood up: "I didn't even look at it for a moment before I dug out such a big basket.
Wait a moment, you two, I'll be back as soon as I can."
The middle-aged man clasped his fists, and his body disappeared instantly.
At the table, Yue Hexuan and another middle-aged man carrying a sword box raised their glasses to each other.
"Master, if the commotion continues like this, won't the commotion get too loud? Why don't you stop it?" Qin Feng asked worriedly.
Old Man Baili glanced at him: "How can I, with my old arms and legs, stop this kind of fighting?
You don’t have to look at me like this, there will always be someone to clean up the situation.”
Before he finished speaking, Father Qin looked in the direction of Xingyue Peak. A line of white clothes streaked down like a shooting star and instantly appeared behind the drunken and crazy Bai Wushuang.
Bai Wushuang sensed something strange behind him. He clenched the Ice Shadow Sword tightly in his hand and swung it backwards, but it was easily blocked by a finger!
Qin Feng was shocked when he saw this scene. Who is this person? He actually has such great strength?
Until Bai Qiu's excited and surprised voice came to his ears: "Dad!"
"Sword Emperor Bai Yan?!" Qin Feng and others exclaimed in shock.
The middle-aged man in white looked at his daughter with a blushing face and sighed: "She drank again. You really don't let me worry."
While speaking, his two fingers traced an afterimage and touched the back of Bai Wushuang's neck.
The pupils in the other person's beautiful eyes widened, then he closed his eyes, lowered his head, and passed out.
Bai Yan held Bai Wushuang, looked at Liu Jianli not far away, and smiled apologetically.
Then he flew to the ground again and came to Bai Qiu.
When the latter saw this, his eyes were red and he choked with sobs: "Dad."
Bai Yan touched Bai Qiu's head and said softly: "Do you resent me after seeing you for such a long time?"
When Bai Qiu heard this, he shook his head.
This is her own choice, and her father once told her and her sister that everyone needs to be responsible for their own choices.
So although she had some complaints in her heart, she couldn't say she was resentful.
Bai Yan showed a look of relief. In fact, every spring, summer, autumn and winter, he would secretly come to Wanjian Sect to stay for a while, silently paying attention to Bai Qiu's growth.
Moreover, the world is so big, how could the leader of Wanjian Sect happen to meet Bai Qiu who had run away from home?
It was just that he was looking for Yue Hexuan.
Turning his head and looking to one side, Bai Yan asked: "Are you Qin Feng, Liu Jianli's husband, the one who cured the damage to her meridians?"
Qin Feng cupped his fists and said respectfully: "Junior Qin Feng, I have met Senior Bai."
"Yes, it is true that heroes emerge from youth." Bai Yan smiled, then looked at the old man in gray and Father Qin behind him, and nodded slightly: "Long time no see."
Dad moved his body without leaving a trace.
"Long time no see?" Qin Feng turned around curiously, looked for Bai Yan's gaze, only to see the old man, and sighed in his heart: "The master's identity is really mysterious, and he actually has friendship with the Sword Emperor!"
But he didn't notice that Sword Emperor Bai Yan glanced at Father Qin with a strange look in his eyes.
The old man raised his eyebrows and said: "You came to Wanjian Sect for business, why are you wasting your time here?"
"It makes sense." Bai Yan nodded and handed Bai Wushuang into Bai Qiu's arms: "Your sister will be taken care of by you."
"Okay, Dad."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Yan stepped into the void and flew towards the direction of Xingyue Peak. He was so free and unrestrained...
Qin Feng looked at the departing figure, glanced at his father again, and sighed helplessly.
Without comparison, there is no harm.
One is the Sword Emperor that everyone respects, and the other is a scammer who spreads wealth around.
Sure enough, no matter what era we are in, we will inevitably have to compete with our father.
Qin Jian'an frowned and shouted: "Smelly boy, why are you sighing? Also, why do you look at me like this?"
He always feels that the other person is thinking of something rude!
"No...it's nothing, dad, you are too sensitive." Qin Feng turned his head away, not daring to look directly at the other person.
At this moment, Bai Qiu bowed and apologized: "I'm sorry."
Everyone was puzzled: "What's wrong with you?"
Bai Qiu hugged Bai Wushuang, her figure a little awkward: "Everyone should have noticed that I am actually the Sword Emperor's daughter. I have been hiding it from everyone for so long. I am really sorry."
Everyone suddenly realized, Lan Ningshuang comforted: "Qiu'er, it's okay, everyone already knows your identity."
"Ah?" Bai Qiu looked blank.
...
Whoosh!
Bai Yan returned to the ancient pavilion and apologized: "Sorry for keeping you two waiting for so long."
The middle-aged man wearing purple clothes and carrying a sword case without a smile put down his wine glass and said: "The wheel-turning swordsmanship, the three gods are one, and the sword has not yet been drawn, and it can arouse such great power, it really amazes me.
It seems that your title of Sword Emperor has a successor."
"She's still far behind." Bai Yan chuckled and shook his head.
Yue Hexuan looked at the middle-aged man in purple and asked: "Speaking of which, where is your precious son? Could it be that he is still training with Master Siming from the Southern Region?"
"Li Luo is already on his way here. It will only take two days to come to Wanjian Sect." The middle-aged man in purple replied calmly.
He is Li Luo's father, the current head of the Bingwu Li family, Li Xiuzhu!
"That's it." Yue Hexuan nodded clearly, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
The three fell into silence for a while.
Until Li Xiuzhu spoke again: "Why don't you say anything? It's rare for the three of us to get together in one place.
Moreover, the fact that the three major kendo masters can be brought together this time is probably the result of the two of you behind the scenes.
Let me guess your purpose, maybe it's about recruiting people from all over the world and teaching martial arts to the three great swordsmen?"
Yue Hexuan and Bai Yan looked at each other, but there was no surprise in their eyes that their thoughts had been guessed.
Bai Yan specially sent his beloved daughter to the Wanjian Sect to study, and Yue Hexuan happily accepted it. Naturally, there were many sects there.
They just want to break the current situation in which major sects and martial arts families cherish their broomsticks!
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