In an instant, smoke and dust rose in all directions.
The old man murmured: "Zhen."
With one word spoken, overwhelming power suddenly erupted from him, suppressing all the smoke and dust in the sky.
The air became clear again, and Shen Jian's figure was revealed in the smoke and dust.
Shen Jian looked at the old man, and then quickly ran to the old man with an excited expression.
"thump!"
The Sword Sect leader knelt down in front of the old man without hesitation.
"Disciple Shen Jian, pay homage to Master!"
The sound was loud and loud, spreading in all directions, and even the sound of the rushing river at the foot of the mountain was drowned out.
The old man is Ao Changkong, the number one martial artist in the northwest and a legend in swordsmanship!
"Get up."
Ao Changkong seemed to have adapted to speaking, and he spoke much more fluently this time than before.
Hearing this, Shen Jian did not stand up, but still knelt on the ground.
When Ao Changkong frowned slightly, Shen Jian said: "My disciple is incompetent, there is a strong man who cholera the northwest martial arts!"
"My disciple came here to find his master this time, just to ask him to come out of the mountain, suppress powerful enemies, and bring peace to the northwest martial arts!"
Ao Changkong's expression changed slightly, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.
He stared at Shen Jian in front of him and said slowly: "Get up, stop kneeling."
"Tell me carefully what happened."
This time, Shen Jian did not insist anymore, but stood up honestly.
He said in a deep voice: "Not long ago, a man named Lin Xiao gathered hundreds of great masters from the northwest martial arts and established a sect alliance in the southern city of Shanxi."
"Starting a few days ago, people from the Zongmeng started from southern Shanxi and spread in all directions, constantly conquering various martial arts sects."
"The Zongmeng is coming fiercely. Now the strong masters of the Zongmeng have occupied most of the northwest martial arts. The disciples and other sects have no power to resist!"
Listening to Shen Jian's narration, a strange color flashed in Ao Changkong's eyes.
He said calmly: "Tell me more about Lin Xiao."
Looking at him like this, he didn't seem to have much interest in the great masters of the Zongmeng. Instead, he was quite interested in Lin Xiao, the man who created the Zongmeng.
Shen Jian nodded slightly and immediately said: "Where does Lin Xiao come from? The disciple has not investigated any information."
"But Yu Wenhan, the third elder of Sword Sect, has met Lin Xiao with his own eyes. According to what he said, Lin Xiao's strength has probably reached the peak of Grand Master!"
"The most exaggerated thing is that Lin Xiao is less than thirty years old!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an indescribable terrifying momentum suddenly erupted.
Cracks suddenly appeared on the ground where Ao Changkong was sitting, spreading rapidly in all directions like a spider web.
Even with Shen Jian's strength, he couldn't resist this terrifying momentum!
Shen Jian's feet were unsteady and he was forced to retreat continuously by this momentum. Fortunately, Ao Changkong reacted in time and quickly restrained his momentum.
Looking at the master who was over a hundred years old in front of him, Shen Jian's heart beat wildly!
Master has been in seclusion for decades, and he has become stronger!
"Disciple, congratulations to Master for making further progress in martial arts!"
Shen Jian did not hide his joy at all and said.
Ao Changkong looked at Shen Jian and said in a deep voice: "Is what you just said true?"
"How dare I deceive my master! That's exactly what Yu Wenhan said!"
Shen Jian spoke quickly, and then continued: "With the strength of Grand Master Yu Wenhan in the later stage, he will definitely not be wrong!"