This guy Liu Yi founded the Tushen Temple, but he only stayed here for a few days.レ♠レ
Counting the days he spent in Tushen Temple, he can basically count them on his fingers.
How can he be regarded as the leader of a large sect like this? He is too irresponsible.
After finally seeing each other again, he actually went to another sect, leaving him, Li Moli and the others to work hard in the sect.
This ancient sword sect is still here to challenge them to slaughter the temple, huh.
The more Chen Keqing thought about it, the angrier she became. Her gentle smile disappeared, and then she waved her sleeves and said.
"I am the guardian elder of the Tushen Temple, and I have met the king's leader."
"Elder Protector."
Wang Long frowned and thought in his mind.
How could a protector elder from a large sect be such a young girl?
Could it be that he just randomly found a disciple and came here to fool him?
This damn Tushen Temple looks down on me so much. It is truly an unforgivable crime.
The old guy was shaking with anger and said through gritted teeth.
"You little girl, you've come to deceive me. As the head of a majestic ancient sword sect, I don't even have the qualifications to meet the head of the Tushen Temple. The huge Tushen Temple will send you such a yellow-haired girl. Come to receive our Ancient Sword Sect, you are not taking our Ancient Sword Sect seriously."
As Wang Long spoke, Canglang made a sound and drew out his Seven-Star Sword.
The disciples behind him followed suit and each drew out their own fairy swords, glaring at Chen Keqing murderously.
The disciples of Tushen Temple looked at him and said, "What a good guy! How dare you show off to us?"
The tide is really rising and there are so many bastards, there are big brothers everywhere.
If we don't go to trouble for you, you little sects will sit on our necks and shit on us, right?
These disciples of the Tushen Temple were not polite, they clasped their hands together, and then their bodies erupted with strong sword energy.
The sword energy transformed, and a huge figure appeared behind everyone, holding a sword and confronting the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect with eager eyes.
These disciples of the Tushen Temple thought to themselves, with the wind blowing and the drums beating, who in this world is afraid of whom?
If you dare to draw your sword, we will kill you.
A bunch of small fish and shrimps really treat themselves as their own dish.
"This, what should I do..."
Wang Xinyi was a little anxious. She didn't expect that these people would start to get tense as soon as they met, as if they were about to start a war at any time.
Dad and senior brother, they are really...why are they so irritable? Why can't they just say it properly if they have something to say?
"It seems that your faction came here specifically to cause trouble."
Chen Keqing crossed her arms, not afraid, not casting spells, just smiling.
Although her smile contained no emotion, it still fascinated several male disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect.
This female disciple of Tushen Temple is so beautiful, it seems that even her junior sister is much inferior to her.
"This is both true and false."
Wang Long chuckled, "I came today just to rectify the name of our Ancient Sword Pavilion, and also to let the immortal cultivators in the world know that you slaughtering the temple is just a false name. That Liu Yi is arrogant and self-reliant. That's why I'm here. Tell him, tell him, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky."
Liu Yi hummed and thought to himself, he didn't know who was too arrogant.
It seems that this old Taoist priest is going to make a big fuss in the Slaughter Temple today.
Okay, I'll let you try to see if my sword for killing the temple is sharp enough.
Liu Yi made up his mind and stood aside with his arms folded, waiting to watch a good show for free.
"Yeah."
Chen Keqing was also upset by what the old man said. She snorted coldly, and then said, "Master Wang, I think you are older, so I respect you, but you have to be measured. If you are relying on your elders like this , if you continue to mess around, don’t blame me, Chen Keqing, for being unkind."
"How dare you, a yellow-haired girl, reprimand us when our leader speaks."
In order to flatter Wang Long, a disciple wanted to show off his power in front of Chen Keqing, so he stood up and shouted loudly, trying to scare Chen Keqing.
But Chen Keqing didn't change his expression and just smiled softly.
"You are such a presumptuous woman. Master, let me help you teach her a lesson."
The disciple said that, regardless of whether Wang Long agreed or not, he already jumped over with the fairy sword in his hand.
His fairy sword was wrapped with strong sword energy, and then he threw it away from Chen Keqing.
The sword energy formed a storm and rolled around Chen Keqing's body. The sharp sword energy seemed to tear her apart.
Chen Keqing didn't dodge and just stood in the middle of the storm.
Fortunately, the guest hall is big enough and the trusses are high enough, otherwise the storm would have destroyed the roof.
"Tongtian Sword Technique."
But Chen Keqing just said lightly, then grabbed a sword and waved his hand.
A figure transformed from sword energy stood up from behind her, more than three meters tall, carrying a huge long sword, and swept the place.
The sword energy storm was completely crushed by the long sword, leaving no whirlpool at all.
"This, how is this possible..."
The disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect were a little surprised. They didn't expect that their proud move could be broken so easily.
He had been practicing this move for many years. How could he fail to hit a woman who didn't seem to have much strength?
"The Ancient Sword Sect is nothing more than that."
Chen Keqing withdrew his sword energy and transformed, and said calmly, "If you only have this little strength, I advise you not to provoke me, Tushen Temple, otherwise the outcome may not be pretty."
"You're such a good girl, your tone of voice is quite impressive."
Wang Long scolded, "Do you really think that our Ancient Sword Sect has no one?"
"Speaking of the tone of this speech, I'm afraid I can't compare with your sect."
Chen Keqing told the truth, "You are not very strong, but your tone is not small, and your arrogance is even greater. From the moment you came in, we have given way again and again. The Ancient Sword Sect destroyed my barrier, insulted my leader, and slandered me." Sect, I think it’s not that we are bullying your Ancient Sword Sect because you have no one, but you, the Ancient Sword Sect, think that I have no one in the Temple of Massacre.”
As she said that, she stretched out her hand.
The entire guest reception hall was lifted up by the huge figure transformed into Chen Keqing's sword energy and held up in the air.
And everyone from the Ancient Sword Sect was immediately exposed to the broad daylight.
"Since you are not guests, you are not welcome in this guest reception hall."
Chen Keqing held up the hall and said coldly.
"To treat the enemy, we Tushen Temple naturally have a way to treat the enemy."
As she spoke, she let out a scream.
The scream immediately spread out, and soon echoed in the sky above the Temple of Slaughter.
Soon, a red firework exploded above everyone's heads.
This was a warning signal from Yangxian Palace, indicating the presence of enemies here. Almost instantly, huge figures flew up in the sky.
Each of these figures are disciples of the Tushen Temple, giants formed by using sword energy. There are many disciples of the Tushen Temple. In the blink of an eye, the people of the Ancient Sword Sect discovered that they are surrounded by giant disciples of the Tushen Temple. Everyone is a disciple of the Tushen Temple. With a hostile face, he raised his sword and stared at himself.
There are hundreds of disciples of the Tushen Temple. It is really scary to be surrounded by the Ancient Sword Sect like this.
Several disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect were a little uneasy. This battle... seemed to be a bit big...
As if this was the rhythm of suppressing bandits, Xiao Shiyi became a little uneasy. This Tushen Temple... seemed to be very domineering... Is their Ancient Sword Sect really okay?
"Humph, they're just a bunch of little shrimps."
But Wang Long smiled indifferently.
He took out his Seven-Star Sword, then took strange steps with his feet and waved his hand.
"Seven stars are in the sky."
The sky was originally clear and clear, but in the blink of an eye it turned into a pitch-black night.
There are only seven stars in the night sky, which are very bright, like bright lights.
Liu Yi felt that the seven stars in the sky were all made up of sword energy, and each one was extremely powerful. If all seven of them fell together, the entire Tushen Temple would probably be wiped out.
Although the old man is a little arrogant, his strength is indeed good.
Just this time, the strength displayed is not weaker than the heaven level.
He is also an old man who has become famous, but it is a pity that he is so arrogant that it is difficult for him to achieve great things.
"As long as I move my hands, the entire Temple of Slaughter will become history."
Wang Long chuckled and said, "If you want to use the human sea tactic, it's better not to think about it."
"Daddy..."
Wang Xinyi is very sad, why has it developed like this? Can't we all talk about it?
Does it mean that in the world of immortality, one must strive to be number one in the world? What is the point of striving to be number one in the world?
"Then what do you want to do."
Chen Keqing did not panic, but asked.
Many ambassadors from other sects had gathered around, and they all ran excitedly to watch the fun.
Although they are all allies, they still like to watch the excitement of Tu Shen Shen. After all, Tu Shen Shen, the best in the world, is really dazzling. If they can be pulled down, it will be a big deal.
Anyway, it’s not illegal to watch the fun.
"It's very simple. Today, in front of the world's immortal cultivators, I, Wang Long, the leader of the Ancient Sword Sect, just want to prove one thing."
Wang Long said, holding his Seven Star Sword, his voice became an octave higher.
"The Ancient Sword Sect is going to challenge the Tushen Temple today. If we, the Ancient Sword Sect, are defeated, we will kowtow and confess today and acknowledge your status as the Tushen Temple. But if you are defeated by the Tushen Temple, haha..."
"What will happen if we lose?"
Chen Keqing asked.
"If you lose, it's easy."
The old man chuckled, "The number one position in the world belongs to our Ancient Sword Sect, and this huge Tushen Temple belongs to us."
In the world of immortality, the weak eat the strong. Although Wang Long said this, it was a bit excessive, but no one blamed him.
Originally, if he didn't have this ability, Tu Shen Shen would really have to get out of here.
In this place, whoever has the biggest fist is the boss.
If you don't have the strength to win over people, you can only let others slaughter you.
Chen Keqing replied without even looking at Liu Yide.