Chapter 260 The Birth of the Sword Immortal, Shaking the World
A ray of black light broke through the combined attacks of more than ten powerful men.
The person who takes action is by no means an idle person.
Everyone was horrified by this sudden change, their hearts tightened suddenly, and they looked around the space to see who had taken action.
A little black light floats in the starry sky, and there is a faint layer of mist outside. I don't know what is inside.
"Which fellow Taoist takes action and dare not show up to see me?"
A certain powerful person raised his voice and roared. The special rules ignored the environment in the starry sky and allowed the sound to spread in all directions.
A man came from the east.
He was wearing a dark cloth with more than a dozen patches sewn on it, and there were many wrinkled lines on the clothes.
Messy hair and white temples.
Mouth full of stubble, bohemian.
He was walking with a limp and a small section of his right leg was broken.
His skin is slightly dark, and his hair obscures his appearance, making it difficult to see clearly.
"senior!"
Chen Qingyuan just glanced at it and recognized who it was, and was overjoyed.
The lame old man walked slowly over. He was dressed simply, but no one dared to look down upon him. His mind was tense and his eyes were focused.
"It seems that my little friend is in trouble!"
Soon, the lame old man came to the starry sky of Baichen Star, not far from Chen Qingyuan, and turned around and smiled.
Do they know each other?
The strong men frowned slightly, feeling something bad.
"Why are you always here?"
Chen Qingyuan quickly bowed and bowed very respectfully.
"Wandering around, I happened to meet him."
The lame old man was very kind to Chen Qingyuan and said softly.
"What a coincidence."
Chen Qingyuan's eyes showed some doubts.
You have been living in seclusion in the corner of Beihuang. Even if you have nothing to do and want to go shopping, you can't come to Dizhou!
"What do you call fellow Taoist?"
The ancestor of the Seven Cauldron Holy Land took a step forward with a low voice.
Because of the lame old man's dress, no one could recognize him.
An unknown master suddenly appeared. Of course, the powerful men in Dizhou did not dare to act rashly. They first inquired about the situation. Anyway, this is their home field, so it doesn't matter if they delay for a while.
"You don't even recognize me anymore?"
The lame old man sighed, lamenting that time has been ruthless and he has grown old.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
As he spoke, the lame old man arranged his hair a little and tucked a few strands of hair hanging down his side of his face behind his ears, letting his appearance fall into everyone's eyes.
Ordinary elders from various holy places looked at the crippled old man, not feeling much, and looking plain.
"Something looks familiar."
The old guys who had lived for tens of thousands of years looked at the lame old man carefully, and the more they looked at him, the more familiar he became.
"He...it's him! He...he's still alive!"
The Supreme Patriarch of the Xuanji Sect overlapped the person in his memory with the lame old man in front of him. He was so frightened that his bones trembled and he almost fell into the starry sky.
"Master, what's wrong?"
The elders of the Xuanji Sect gathered around and were very surprised to see the horrified ancestor.
"What's wrong?"
All the monks looked confused and didn't understand the situation.
After a while, the face of an ancestor from the Holy Land suddenly changed. He looked at the lame old man and thought of something, and said in a trembling voice: "You are still alive."
"You wish I were dead?"
The lame old man showed a kind smile and said to the man.
"No...I have absolutely no intention of doing so."
The ancestor quickly explained, his eyes were frightened and could not be concealed.
Immediately afterwards, more and more ancestors guessed the identity of the lame old man, and they panicked and were extremely shocked.
"Chang Geng Sword Immortal!"
The ancestor of Taiyin Holy Land calmed down the fear in his heart and exclaimed.
"boom--"
These words reached everyone's ears and shocked the empire.
At this moment, the ignorant elders of various sects all showed expressions of extreme horror.
A few people were so frightened that their bodies softened and they fell on the warship. It took them a long time to recover.
"He is the Chang Geng Sword Immortal recorded in ancient books, no way!"
The younger generation is horrified. They have read ancient books since they were young and know the legendary deeds of Chang Geng Sword Immortal.
"Isn't it said that Chang Geng Sword Immortal is dead? How come he is alive?"
Thousands of years ago, Chang Geng Sword Immortal Li Muyang drew his sword towards the sky and fought a shocking battle. Since then, people in the world have never seen him again, and they all thought he was injured by the way of heaven and passed away.
"He stands at the pinnacle of swordsmanship. We, all of us at the bottom of the mountain, can only look up at his back."
The bodies of the core elders of the Dongli Sword Sect could not stop trembling. They looked at the figure of Chang Geng Sword Immortal with expressions of reverence on their faces, as if they were seeing gods.
"Ten thousand years ago, he fought against the will of heaven and earth at Ziyun Mountain in Dizhou, which shocked the world. Even though he was defeated, he was still glorious. To this day, Ziyun Mountain still retains the supreme sword intention of the Sword Immortal, and countless swordsman monks have come to realize it.
The benefits will last a lifetime.”
A certain great sword cultivator once witnessed the battle at Ziyun Mountain with his own eyes. At that time, he was just an ordinary sword cultivator. The image of Chang Geng Sword Immortal was deeply imprinted in his soul. He worshiped it to the extreme and will never forget it.
"Feng Yuan'an of the Beast Control Sect, pays homage to the Sword Immortal."
A powerful man stepped forward and bowed.
"Tingyulou Xu Feng, say hello to senior."
Someone else saluted.
"Jiuji Sect..."
Many powerful people hiding in the dark appeared directly and bowed their hands respectfully.
"Why is such a big shot related to Chen Qingyuan?"
Just now, Jianxian clearly said hello to Chen Qingyuan, which many people couldn't understand.
"This guy, Old Chen, actually knows such a being."
Changsun Fengye, Changsun Qian and others were stunned.
"Indescribably precious, Amitabha."
Daochen Buddha was shocked for a long time, then regained his composure, clasped his hands together and muttered to himself with lowered eyebrows.
The battle ten thousand years ago made the world's strong men understand how terrifying the Chang Geng Sword Immortal was. It is no exaggeration to say that even a monk at the peak of Mahayana would have a hard time blocking the sword of the Sword Immortal at his peak.
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How many people in the world dare to disrespect a person who dares to fight against the way of heaven?
Sword Immortal Li Muyang came here not just to hang out, but he clearly came here on purpose.
He is Chen Qingyuan's protector.
The girl in red in Tianyuan once showed Li Muyang the way forward and also gave him a huge favor. Qingzong's cause and effect could not stop Li Muyang from going forward. All he did was because of the girl in red.
"Everyone is polite."
Li Muyang returned the gesture with a symbolic fist clasp.
The scene suddenly became awkward. All the powerful men looked at the swordsman standing in front of them, not knowing how to act.
"May I ask the Sword Immortal, why did you show up this time?"
The old man with a cane in Wudao Cliff took a deep breath and summoned the courage to ask.
"These guys are my friends, we can't let you old bastards bully them."
The swordsman was very straightforward and stated his intentions without hesitation.
"this......"
After hearing these words, all the powerful men in Dizhou were stunned and looked at each other, at a loss.
This matter is very difficult to handle!
However, the fragments of the imperial weapon are of great significance, so how can we let them go so easily?
The starry sky of Baichenxing is silent and the atmosphere is dull.
In a corner not far away, Yu Chenran, who came from Beihuang, happened to see this scene and was immediately stunned.
"Qingyuan, this brat, is so familiar with Chang Geng Sword Immortal."
Yu Chenran didn't expect the Imperial Soldier to be born, so he didn't know that Chen Qingyuan would cause such a big trouble by attending the Baimai Banquet. Therefore, after he received Chen Qingyuan's distress signal, he rushed over without stopping.
With the capabilities of Daoyi Academy, it was natural that he knew that Chang Geng Sword Immortal was living in seclusion in the Northern Wilderness. He had even sent experts to contact him, but unfortunately he was rejected.
"Watch the show for a while before showing up."
Yu Chenran calmed down and hid in the dark to watch.
As Sword Immortal said these words, the powerful men in Dizhou felt extremely troubled. They suppressed the fear of Sword Immortal in their hearts and secretly communicated with each other.