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Chapter 800 Lone Cloud Sword Saint, Leng Qianhen!

The Venerable One is so rare, the Venerable Seventh Heavenly One is even rarer.

As for false saints, they are even rarer to see.

But at this moment, a false saint and two sages from the Seventh Heaven suddenly appeared. How could this not be surprising and surprising?

"Well...you are..." Xing Mo frowned slightly.

The black-robed swordsman could break his attack with one sword, so he was obviously not weaker than him.

But Xing Mo didn't remember that he had ever provoked such an opponent.

"I will protect this person."

The black-robed swordsman had a cold look on his face, holding his sword in his arms. He didn't say much, and said in a cold tone, looking at Ye Guchen.

"This false saint actually wants to protect Ye Guchen?"

All the warriors who were watching had expressions of astonishment on their faces, and their hearts were filled with turmoil.

When did Ye Guchen actually know the powerful pseudo-sage?

Even Ye Guchen himself looked at the black-robed swordsman in surprise.

He had never met this person, let alone had any friendship with him.

Moreover, with the strength of his pseudo-sage, it is impossible for him to have anything to do with a life-and-death warrior like Ye Guchen.

"Hmph, when did the Guyun Sword Master Leng Qianhen, who always lives alone, become friends with these ants?" Elder Xinggu took a deep look at the black-robed swordsman and said calmly.

"What... Guyun Sword Master?"

"It's that famous casual swordsman who practiced alone and became a powerful pseudo-sage, known as Guyun Sword Saint!"

The entire audience burst into exclamations of exclamation.

"Is he Guyun Sword Master Leng Qianhen? The Sword Alliance has also invited him. Unfortunately, he is too cold and aloof and a loner, and he doesn't even bother to join the Sword Alliance."

Jian Jiu was also slightly surprised and looked at Leng Qianhen.

The Sword Dynasty is a sword cultivating country in the Southern Sky Region, and its sword alliance has many strong swordsmen gathered together.

Leng Qianhen was originally someone the Sword Alliance wanted to invite to join.

But unfortunately, Leng Qianhen didn't even bother to join, preferring to practice alone.

In the Southern Territory, although most powerful people are concentrated in overlord-level forces or top dynasties.

However, there are also a small number of people who practice casually and practice alone.

Among them, there are also some who have great opportunities, have extremely high achievements, and even have the incredible ability to become saints through casual cultivation.

This Guyun Sword Master Leng Qianhen is a pseudo-swordsman who practices casually.

"And you, Master Hongyun, are you, like Leng Qianhen, trying to protect this evil obstacle?" Elder Xinggu turned to look at the beautiful woman in palace attire.

The beautiful woman in palace attire is smiling.

"What about you, Huangfu Dingtao, are you the same?" Elder Xinggu frowned and said in a dignified manner.

The middle-aged man in golden robe nodded lightly.

"Oh my god, those two people turned out to be Master Hongyun and Huangfu Dingtao, two very famous monks and monks. What happened? The three of them actually appeared together to protect Ye Guchen.

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As Elder Xing Gu revealed their identities, the crowd around them also burst into exclamations.

Because these three are all very famous strong men among casual cultivators, and their names are famous in the Southern Heaven Region.

But today, they all came here to protect Ye Guchen, which is puzzling.

Even if Leng Qianhen is a swordsman, he might have some connection with Ye Guchen.

But Master Hongyun and Huangfu Dingtao are not swordsmen at all, and they are no match for Ye Guchen and others.

Everyone is extremely confused.

"What on earth is going on?" Ye Guchen was also confused.

"Silly boy, when did you get to know so many powerful people?" Su Jianshi also felt like he was surviving a disaster.

"Hmph, do you really want to protect this person? He has provoked Xingyu Sword Pavilion, Tianshen Sword Sect, and my Dongfang Family. If you want to intervene, you can consider it carefully." Dongfang Aoyang snorted coldly.

The three heard the words.

Leng Qianhen didn't have any expression, he was as cold as ever.

The expressions of Huangfu Dingtao and Master Hongyun changed slightly.

Leng Qianhen's strength has reached that of the False Saint. Even if he slightly offends the overlord-level forces, they will not push him too far. After all, the False Saint is still very powerful.

But the two of them are just the Seventh Heavenly Lord. Although they are already very strong, they obviously cannot make the overlord-level forces have any scruples.

"It's just a matter of loyalty and entrustment. If you let go of a little baby in the realm of life and death, what will happen?" Huangfu Dingtao said in a slightly gentle tone.

"Then I must want him to die. Do you dare to stop me?" Emperor Xing Mo said coldly.

He hated Ye Guchen deeply.

A powerful wave of pseudo-sage pressure swept out. Master Hongyun and Huangfu Dingtao were both shaken back. Their faces were a little ugly and they couldn't help but turn to Leng Qianhen.

"Hmph... you can give it a try!"

Leng Qianhen let out a cold snort, and a sword energy as cold as frost rose up all over his body, as if the void was about to freeze.

"Leng Qianhen, your Frost Sword Art has become more and more proficient."

Elder Xinggu flicked his sleeves, and the frost-like sword energy dissipated.

"What do you do to be loyal to others? Who on earth can invite the three of you?" Dongfang Aoyang said with doubt in his eyes.

He is certainly not afraid of Hongyun Zhai Master and Huangfu Dingtao.

But Leng Qianhen is famous for his cold personality and he always speaks the truth.

With such a false swordsman meddling in, Elder Xinggu and the other three would have some trouble dealing with Ye Guchen.

"Haha... After so long, everyone must have forgotten about me."

At this moment, an old and hoarse voice sounded from the distant sky again.

Hearing this voice, Ye Guchen's face suddenly paused, revealing a hint of surprise.

Everyone's eyes converged at the same time, with a slightly interested expression.

After all, in such a confrontation between strong men, those who emerge must be strong men like Leng Qianhen.

But what surprised everyone was...

What appeared was a rotten old man with white hair and beard, smelling of wine, and holding a wine gourd.

"Who is this person?" Everyone was stunned, as if they had seen a ghost.

Although this bad old man's aura has reached the level of a Venerable, it is not particularly powerful.

Probably one or two heavens, far inferior to Hongyun Zhai Master and Huangfu Dingtao.

"Old drunkard!"

Ye Guchen let out a low cry.

This old man was obviously an old drunkard whom he had not seen for a long time.

"Boy, we meet again." The old drunkard looked at Ye Guchen and smiled.

"Who is this old man, what is his relationship with Ye Guchen, and how can he possibly ask Guyun Sword Master to take action?"

All the warriors looked confused.

If you just invite the Venerable, then forget it.

But how can it be so easy to recruit a powerful person who pretends to be a saint?

"This time, thank you, three of you. I sent messages to so many people, but only the three of you came. Tsk, the world is so cold..." The old drunkard said to Leng Qianhen and the others, shaking his head.

"My Guhan Sword was forged by you. I owe you a favor, and I can repay it this time."

Leng Qianhen held the Guhan Sword in his arms and said.

The other two people also nodded slightly.

"You...you are Tiantianfeng!" Elder Xinggu glanced at the old drunkard, frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly thought of something, his face suddenly changed, and he said.

"What, Forging Heaven's Edge, is it the Forging Heaven's Edge?" Xing Mo was also stunned.

And Dongfang Aoyang also looked stagnant...

When all the warriors in the audience heard the words "Forging Tianfeng", their faces froze at the same time, and then their eyes widened, and countless eyes stared at the old drunkard.

"He...he is the Eight-Star Forging Master, the famous Southern Forging Master, Forging Tianfeng!"


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