He has a wine bottle tied around his waist and a long sword on his back. His eyebrows are long and narrow, and his energy is sharp.
Luo Guan raised his head, and their eyes met in mid-air.
The swordsman's heart moved slightly, and he secretly thought that this time, he actually looked away.
Wushen Yuan Tong felt relieved, and then secretly complained. This time he cooperated with him, he wanted to gain a favor, but it turned out to be a failure.
He cupped his hands and looked embarrassed, "Fellow Taoist Yu Feng..." He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say next.
The swordsman nodded and said, "The people from the Martial Arts Temple are helping me today."
In one sentence, make it clear directly.
Heisha's body tensed up, the fluffy blood around him trembled, and his eyes stared at the opponent tightly.
Even though he was wearing heavy armor, his body felt like a knife cutting him, with waves of stinging pain coming from him.
Although this swordsman doesn't show much energy, he is actually terrifyingly strong!
"Come back." Mr. Wei suddenly said.
Hei Sha felt relieved, gathered all his energy and blood, and respectfully stepped aside.
Mr. Wei looked at Yu Feng, cupped his hands and said, "I wonder if your Excellency, could you give Wei and others an explanation?"
Yu Feng thought for a moment, "I'm looking for someone."
Mr. Wei said, "I don't know you."
"Wrong one." Yu Feng said calmly.
Mr. Wei narrowed his eyes and said no more, but his attitude was already very clear. This matter is not something that can be ended by simply saying "the wrong one".
Yu Feng raised his hand and struck a sword.
He was very fast, and when the sword fell and returned to its sheath, the sound of the sword sounded in everyone's ears.
Plop——
The young monk from the Martial Arts Temple who begged for mercy, his eyes widened at this moment, and his body fell to the ground with a crash.
Mr. Wei smiled and said, "Okay, please come."
Yu Feng turned around and left.
But after a few steps, he stopped and said, "You are a very powerful swordsman. I can smell the same aura of swordsmanship on you."
"If given the chance, I will draw my sword on you."
Mr. Wei did not respond.
Yuan Tong looked ugly and said in a deep voice, "Take the body and let's go!"
Soon, the group left in a hurry.
Mr. Wei looked around, smiled and cupped his hands, "I'm sorry for bothering you all."
A few of the people who were most angry just now went straight outside the inn and continued to stay? Forget it, it’s better not to make yourself unhappy.
This Mr. Wei looks gentle and approachable with his smile, but in fact he is a very difficult person to deal with. He should leave as soon as possible.
Tu Qing's face showed a hint of uneasiness, "I've caused trouble for Fellow Daoist Wei again..."
Mr. Wei smiled and waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, you are the one implicated in what happened today."
There was a hint of confusion in his eyes.
Too much doorman?
He felt a bit familiar at the first glance on the long street before.
Just now, Yu Feng killed someone with a sword. Although it was very neat, there was still a little bit of aura leaking out, so it was basically unmistakable.
So, what does this mean?
Looking for him... Could it be that he heard that there is a legacy from the Taishang lineage and came here to say hello to him? Ha... I'm afraid this matter is not that simple.
On the other side, Yu Feng took a few steps, turned into a sword shadow, and disappeared.
Yuan Tong gritted his teeth and his face became increasingly gloomy.
A monk from the Temple of Martial Arts said unwillingly, "Dharma protector, did Zhu Yi die in vain?"
"Shut up!" Yuan Tong growled, "Let's leave here first."
He was also very angry, but so what?
The lineage of Taishang... is the leader in swordsmanship in the world today, and no one can match the sharpness of his sword.
I can't afford it! I really can't afford it!
As for Mr. Wei...he already knew that Heisha was the protector of Tianqi Sect, and Tianqi Sect was affiliated with Chaori Immortal Sect.
It was a powerful immortal sect with a Taoist ancestor and several immortals in this world.
Looking at everyone's attitude towards Mr. Wei, I am afraid he is someone from the Asahi Immortal Sect, a sacred blood descendant with a distinguished status.
In terms of reputation, the Martial God Temple is certainly much more famous, but its organization is too loose.
Although this time, due to the emergence of the Phoenix Clan's ruins, the temple has recruited a large number of powerful people, but no immediate interests are involved. Who will stand up for them?
I can only endure it now and talk about it later.
…
Tianling Island collapsed and sank, blazing flames burned the sky and boiled the sea, directly changing the celestial phenomena and climate.
At this moment, in the deepest part of the sea, under the endless magma, the sky fire sycamore is burning wantonly.
Its flames contain the immortal true meaning of the Phoenix Clan, and even the immortals in this world would not dare to be contaminated by it.
Therefore, all parties remained silent until the remains of the Phoenix Clan came to light.
At this moment, a pair of eyes opened on the surface of the Sky Fire Sycamore tree, and then a female face appeared.
It’s Yang Jiuzhen!
She frowned, her face seemed to be in pain, and she slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were now filled with flames, as if they were reflecting a scene of blazing fire burning the sky.
"Luo Guan...it's you..."
"You're back...you're finally back..."
Yang Jiuzhen whispered, but it caused the magma to boil, and the sky fire sycamore tree swayed accordingly.
boom--
More violent flames erupted from the Sky Fire Sycamore, and torrents of magma rose into the sky.
In an instant, the red-hot sky became brighter and dazzling.
Even the heavy rain falling in the sky was burned away, leaving a short blank time.
Then, the flames became stronger and the rain became heavier.
The two spiritual powers of coldness and heat merge together, covering tens of thousands of miles in radius, like a big curtain, covering and hiding something.
And this change was felt and noticed by all parties in an instant.
"The Phoenix Clan's ancestral land will be revealed soon..."
At this moment, a pair of eyes were filled with passion and covetousness.
The Sky Fire Wutong of the Phoenix Clan is the most precious treasure of the fire spirit in this world, and its wonderful uses are endless.
Obtained from the eternal realm, it can temper oneself and condense immortal bones.
Obtaining it from the Immortal Realm can speed up the process of one's own emergence and step into the last great realm of immortality.
For the ascension monks, the Heavenly Fire Sycamore is more important, as it can help them condense and ascend to the Immortal Platform.
Even immortals can use this fire spirit treasure to make the Immortal Platform more solid and transparent, and eventually turn it into a foundation to extend the road across the sea of suffering.
In short, this is a treasure that is not too demanding, but is of great help to monks of all realms.
Not to mention, the Skyfire Wutong also represents the final destiny of the Zhenfeng clan.
In this era, at the end of the intersection of Huiyuan... Qi Luck is an existence that all the top forces are fighting for.
Because of this, the emergence of the Phoenix Clan's ruins has attracted so many powerful forces.
The target of public criticism, all the heroes are vying with each other.
That’s it!
…
In the inn, Luo Guan stood in front of the window and watched the rain. He carefully felt the restlessness coming from the "Immortality" technique in his body.
As well as the clear guidance of the origin of the Emperor Sword at this moment, the fragment of the Emperor Sword is in the remains of the Phoenix Clan...
"Conspiracy?"
He whispered and shook his head.
Sure enough, after being confirmed as the inheritor of the Imperial Sword, sooner or later he will face this kind of trouble.
But just because of this, you have to shrink back and dare not draw your sword?
