The appearance of Chang Geng Sword Immortal was a situation that no one expected.
Including Chen Qingyuan, he was also very shocked.
Many years ago, Chen Qingyuan's foundation was reshaped with the help of the Sword Immortal. Later, the Sword Immortal also promised that if Chen Qingyuan was in trouble, he could go to him and he would definitely help.
He never expected that the Sword Immortal would appear at this moment. Chen Qingyuan's heart trembled a few times, and it took him a long time to regain his composure.
"I really didn't expect that Chang Geng Sword Immortal is still alive."
"Stop saying these useless words and think about how to solve the current problem!"
"Chang Geng Sword Immortal is already late. If we work together, we will be able to repel him."
"Having said that, a few people have to die. Fellow Taoists, who is willing to die?"
"If we really plan to fight against the Sword Immortal, we must not let the Sword Immortal leave alive. If the Sword Immortal wants to take revenge in the future, it will be a disaster."
Including those hiding in the dark, there are thousands of Mahayana monks.
This kind of battle is rare for thousands of years.
There are only a hundred people at the peak of Mahayana.
Facing a figure like Sword Immortal, even a strong man in the late Mahayana period had to stand aside and was not qualified to intervene.
If the thirty-six top sects in the empire can work together, they can definitely deal with Chang Geng Sword Immortal.
However, the relationship between the sects is very complicated and they are wary of each other.
Now, all the ancestors have temporarily put aside their previous interests and grievances for the sake of the fragments of the Imperial Arms, and have the same goal. They seem to be united, but in fact they are riddled with holes and may fall apart at any time.
No one wants to be the first to be the first, as this could lead to disaster or misfortune.
A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even if Chang Geng Sword Immortal doesn't have the fighting power in his heyday, he can't be compared with the ordinary ancestors of the Holy Land.
"If you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence and leave with these little friends."
Li Muyang grinned, showing his big yellow teeth. It is hard to imagine that he used to have superb swordsmanship and unparalleled style.
With that said, Li Muyang walked towards Chen Qingyuan and others, preparing to build a temporary teleportation array and rush to a safe area as soon as possible.
Everyone looked at this situation and felt anxious.
If you really let the fragments of the imperial weapon slip away from your eyes, it will be difficult to get them in the future.
"Sword Immortal, wait a moment!"
Some people are anxious and somehow end up taking the lead.
An ancestor of Penglai Villa is wearing a purple robe and has a noble temperament. His name is Lu Zhixu.
All the powerful officials cast admiring glances at Lu Zhixu to see how the situation would develop.
"Huh?" Li Muyang paused and looked back.
At this point, Lu Zhixu could only bear the huge pressure and took a few steps forward, pointing at Wu Junyan inside the bead barrier that was about to burst, and said loudly: "That little baby is carrying fragments of the Imperial Armament, maybe it's the solution."
A key to unlocking the traces of history, and I ask the Sword Immortal to understand our behavior."
Li Muyang didn't speak for the time being. He turned around to face these old guys and frowned slightly.
Seeing the sword fairy suddenly frowning, Lu Zhixu's heart trembled, and he hurriedly said: "We will not embarrass the other two juniors. Moreover, we will try our best not to hurt Wu Junyan's life, and we will make amends afterwards.
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The scene was extremely quiet.
Within the barrier, Wu Junyan still maintained an indifferent expression, but a look of death flashed in his eyes. He had no experience with Chang Geng Sword Immortal and did not dare to have any extravagant hopes.
In the opinion of many people, Chang Geng Sword Immortal is relatively familiar with Chen Qingyuan and should agree to this proposal.
"Ha." Li Muyang smiled coldly: "So what about the fragments of the Imperial Armament, that is also an opportunity given to the juniors, what does it have to do with you old bastards?"
They would scold each other whenever they disagreed, but those old guys didn't dare to talk back.
Lu Zhixu suppressed his blush and said, "We are willing to make up for it."
"To make up for your size, you should be very clear about the value of the imperial weapon fragments. What can you use to make up for it? Just throw away a few spiritual stones?" Li Muyang glanced at the group of Holy Land ancestors. No one dared to look at them for a long time.
Subconsciously lowering his eyebrows: "If you want to do this, can I also take action against you and other juniors of the sect?"
"This is a matter for the whole world, how can it be lumped together."
Lu Zhixu quibbled.
"Don't worry about the affairs of the world. You are not qualified to represent the world. You are a bunch of sanctimonious guys. It's annoying to watch."
Li Muyang mocked.
After the battle at Ziyun Mountain, Li Muyang chose to go to a remote place in the Northern Wasteland to live in seclusion. Part of the reason was that he didn't want to deal with these annoying guys and wanted to be quiet.
"We respect Senior Sword Immortal, but we also ask Senior to see the situation clearly."
As a powerful person in the world, Lu Zhidao still had to save some face. There was a hint of threat in his words, hoping to make the Sword Immortal restrain himself a little and not be so arrogant.
"Threatening me?" Li Muyang heard the implication of this sentence, was startled for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Peng Lai doesn't even have the guts to say such things to me, who do you think you are?"
boom--
As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying sword pressure spread out from Li Muyang's body, knocking Lu Zhixu back for dozens of miles. The energy and blood in his body surged violently, and he was almost injured.
A moment of coercion can make a powerful figure at the pinnacle of the Mahayana turn pale and dare not speak anymore.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
This is the Chang Geng Sword Immortal who once stood at the pinnacle of the world.
The Penglai Zi mentioned by Li Muyang is the Supreme Ancestor of Penglai Villa, the strongest person who truly controls the entire Holy Land.
Looking back at those days, if Penglaizi saw Li Muyang, he would have to bow down and salute, and his words would be full of respect. How could he dare to say a word of threat?
"This junior is not threatening Senior Sword Immortal, please calm down."
Lu Zhixu suppressed the surge of anger, quickly bowed and apologized, and restrained his attitude.
If this offends the Sword Immortal and attacks Penglai Villa in a while, things will get serious.
"Don't say those high-sounding words, either have a fight or get out of here!"
Li Muyang stretched out his right hand, and the black light floating in the starry sky fell on his hand.
As the light dissipated, everyone could see clearly what it was.
A sword.
To be precise, it was a broken sword.
The Guiyang Sword of Chang Geng Sword Immortal once accompanied him in the battle against heaven and smashed many stars into pieces. It is the top magic weapon in the world.
Originally, Li Muyang didn't want to cause too much trouble and just wanted to take Chen Qingyuan away safely. However, he just took a look at Wu Junyan and had a guess in his mind, which changed his original idea.
No matter what, we must protect Wu Junyan.
Not long ago, when the Buddha bead barrier was about to be broken, a strange power of law surged out of Wu Junyan's body. However, with the appearance of Li Muyang, it calmed down.
The fluctuation of the power of the law was captured by Li Muyang.
How can a disciple of an old friend stand by and watch.
As Li Muyang said these words, this delicate balance was directly broken and the matter was dealt with openly.
Fight or retreat?
this is a problem.
The strong men's eyebrows were solemn and their faces were gloomy.