Someone exclaimed and told the origin of this person.
"Although they are both holy sons of the Holy Land, this Huo Qi has a greater reputation in the world than Xuanzhen. The chess house claims to the outside world that he is the most gifted genius in the chess house in the past five hundred years, and his strength is also not that of Jia Chi Dao.
Compare."
"It seems that the rumors are true. The Holy Sons of the Four Holy Lands are going to separate the strong and the weak at Shili Jianpo today to see who is the leader of the Four Holy Lands!"
Under the gaze of countless eyes, Hodge came to the two of them.
He glanced at Li Kezhou and smiled slightly: "Thirty years ago, he was the best swordsman in the world. He has such a great reputation. Today, Huo is not very talented. I want to see your skills."
He had a joking smile on his face.
Regarding Li Kezhou's understanding, he and Xuan Zhen both believed that this person relied on a set of mechanical armor to dominate the world. Without the mechanical armor, he would not have been able to rise to the top.
Li Kezhou burst out laughing when he saw the expressions of the two people.
Xuanzhen had been left out by him for a long time, and no matter how good his temper was, it was almost worn away. When he saw him smiling, his face darkened.
"Pretend to be a master! If you are really weak, just fight me. If I lose, you will take your life. If I win, you lose the treasure just now to me. What do you think?"
This man's heart is obsessed with the world-breaking flying boat, and he will even fight to snatch it.
Li Kezhou said calmly: "You two are my juniors. I practiced thirty years before you did. I have not yet fallen to the point of starting a fight with you two."
"Rat!!!"
Xuanzhen and Huo Qi shouted coldly in unison.
At this time! Another voice came from one direction: "You two are too ignorant. You are frantically testing on the edge of death without knowing it. If you want to die, I can do it for this senior and take away your two bodies."
life."
With such an arrogant tone, Xuan Zhen and the two of them guessed who it was without even looking.
"Wang Songxi! If I remember correctly, this man left your Sword Academy thirty years ago. What good does it do you to stand up for him?" Huo Qi asked lightly.
Wang Songxi, the saint son of the Sword Academy, did not immediately answer his words. He came to Li Kezhou and respectfully bowed to him as a junior.
"Senior! If these two people annoy you, I can do it for you and tell them to shut their mouths forever."
This was not the first time that Li Kezhou and Wang Songxi met. When the Sword Academy held the elder selection, Li Kezhou had met him as the "Jianzhou Taoist". There were even some conflicts at that time.
At that time, Wang Songxi did not know his true identity and thought he was just a wild cultivator. However, some time ago, he accidentally heard from his master, the master of the Sword Academy, that the Jianzhou Taoist was Li Mochen thirty years ago.
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He had been here a long time ago, but he never showed up. He also thought that there had been a conflict between the two and was afraid of taking his life.
You must know that his master, the Master of the Sword Academy, and the other three Lords of the Holy Land were almost killed when they besieged this person. He thought that if he faced this person, he would be seeking death.
But this person was also excited enough. When he saw the two stunned young men, he bumped into the sword. Knowing that the opportunity to show off had come, he came out to show his goodwill as soon as possible.
Before Li Kezhou said anything, Xuanzhen and Xuanzhen, hearing Wang Songxi's loud tone, opened their mouths to shut them up forever, and laughed in anger.
"Wang Songxi! How many ounces do you weigh? Don't you know how many ounces you have? You and I are not even 30% sure, and you dare to speak so brazenly that we both shut up forever. I don't know. Where do you get the confidence?"
Wang Songxi smiled and said nothing.
Immediately afterwards, the last of the Four Holy Sons arrived.
This person came riding on a colorful luan bird. She was a young girl with an impeccable temperament.
"The Holy Son of Momen, Tan Meng!"
"The former disciple of Master Xiaoyue, the Holy Son."
"Master Xiaoyue is one of the most accomplished masters of swordsmanship in the world today. He is a famous teacher and disciple, and the Holy Son Tan Meng. In terms of strength, it is said that he is still above the other three Holy Sons."
This Tan Meng has a very similar personality to Xiaoyue. He is taciturn. After arriving, he only glanced at a few people and then stood aside without saying a word.
"Whether you want to fight or not!"
"If you don't dare to fight, hand over that treasure, or I will take action."
Seeing Li Kezhou standing still, Xuanzhen and Huo Qi felt a little impatient and began to scold him loudly.
"Of course we will fight! But it won't be you two, but him..."
After Li Kezhou finished speaking, he looked behind the two of them.
"who?"
Xuanzhen and the two turned around subconsciously.
This turn around startled the two of them. At some point, an old man suddenly appeared behind them.
The two of them were not aware of the strangeness of this man's appearance from beginning to end, which frightened the two of them into a cold sweat, because if this man wanted to deal with them, they would already have their heads in different places.
"You are indeed here!" Li Kezhou said.
"I know you are looking for me." The old man smiled.
"It seems that the credit sword girl told you everything." Li Kezhou's voice remained calm.
The old man smiled and said nothing.
Li Kezhou added: "To be honest! I have no enmity with you, but she wants me to kill you, and I have a reason to kill you, because by killing you, I can save someone."
"As long as you can do it, I don't object to dying in your hands."
When the old man talked about death, he took it calmly, as if the person who died was not him.
The old man glanced at the four saints standing on the sword slope with a smile: "Four little friends, how about you lend me this sword slope for a while? When we decide who is alive and dead, you can compete with each other."
The four sons of gods looked at each other, obviously not recognizing this old man.
However, under their induction, there was not a single trace of sword energy fluctuations in the old man's body, and he was simply the most ordinary ordinary person.
"Old man, who are you? Why should we give this place to you first instead of you giving it to us first?"
Hodge was self-possessed and was unscrupulous when facing anyone, but his sixth sense told him that this old man seemed a little unusual, so he didn't say anything too harsh.
When he asked, the other three saints all focused their eyes on the old man's face.
The old man smiled silently: "Why? If you really need a reason, then I will rely on my old age and sell my old age for once today, because... my name."
"Who are you……"
The taciturn Liu Meng looked horrified and asked.
"Thank you Yunliu!" the old man replied with a smile.
ah……
At the foot of the sword slope, when they heard this name, everyone was so frightened that they took more than ten steps back. What's more, their legs went weak and they almost squatted on the ground.
"Half demon...Xie Yunliu!"
Some people trembled and exclaimed.
Tan Meng bowed his hands to the old man in greeting and flew down the sword slope without saying a word.
Xuanzhen and Huo Qi's faces turned pale in an instant.
In the eyes of the two of them, the name Xie Yunliu was synonymous with invincibility, a figure who fought with the Sword Immortal and survived safely in the end.
Although Li Kezhou relied on external forces and had fought with sword immortals, in the minds of the two of them, one relied on his own swordsmanship and the other relied on external forces and armor. There was no comparison at all.