Invincible Sword Realm

When the old man with white hair appeared in front of Yang Ye, the eyes of the barbarian lion shrank sharply, and his eyes burst into shock quickly, because he did not find out how the old man appeared. With this, he had understood that the strength of the other party was absolutely above him, except that he was now an arrow on the string, which had to be sent.

As a result, the barbarian lion's eyes showed a harsh color, and the power on the giant lion's palm increased by a few points.

At this time, the field suddenly crossed a sword light, the sword light was fast, so that the barbaric lion, who was already a spiritual strength, could not see clearly. Spin, his huge lion palm, suddenly flew out with a blood column, because the sword light was so fast, so full of breath, the barbaric lion felt severe pain.

“Ah!”

A miserable scream rang out in the woods, and the barbarian lion's whole huge body fell to the ground, looking at the old man with white hair, huge eyes, full of horror.

Yang Ye behind the old man with white hair can not be shocked at this time, this barbaric lion is a spiritual strength, and this spiritual strength can not even hold a trick in the old man's hand. Is this old man a respected land? Or the legendary imperial realm?

The gray-haired old man ignored the barbarian lion, but turned to look at the yang leaf. After measuring the lower yang leaf, the gray-haired old man smiled and nodded. “I didn't expect that the sword section had fallen for so many years. Finally, a good seedling emerged. The sword is small, haha, it's a true sword section! Another genius for Sword Sect! ”

When he heard the old man with white hair, Yang Ye hesitated for a moment and asked softly: “Is Senior Jianzong a drunken Senior? ”

The old man with white hair flashed a surprise in his eyes and nodded. “That's right, kid. How do you know I'm a drunk? ”

Rumor has it, Yang Ye Tung took a deep breath. He didn't realize that the old man in front of him was really the guardian saint of the legend of Sword Sect. Drunken man, who doesn't know these three words, who doesn't? That's more powerful than the Emperor!

Even more shocked than Yang Ye is the barbaric lion beside him. When he heard the drunken man admit his identity, the horror in his huge eyes became more intense. At the same time, he also gave up the idea of fleeing his life. In front of the super strong in the southern realm, his district had a spiritual class, not even qualified to escape!

Pressing the shock in his heart, Yang Ye smiled bitterly and said: “Thank you for saving his life, seniors, I'm afraid I don't know yet, I'm no longer a Sword Sect disciple! ”

“Not the Sword Sect disciple?” The drunken man frowned and said: “Kid, are you kidding me? You heard the sword people who are not angry about the sword people understand the sword's intentions. The old road just came from tens of thousands of miles away. The purpose is to fear that your boy will be eliminated by those who do not care about the sword people. Now the old road comes, but you say that you are not a Sword disciple. Do you play the old road as a monkey? ”

Rumor has it, Yang Ye's mouth pounded. "Seniors, the younger generation is no longer the disciple of Jianzong...” Yang Ye said, once again speaking of the matter between him and the people of Jianzong.

After listening to Yang Ye, the drunken man's face sank. Half a while later, the drunken man shook his head and said: “Boy, you have a clear sword heart and have understood the sword. Needless to say, Dao also knows that you will not be eating back grass. As an old-fashioned man, the old-fashioned will not force a man to join the Sword Sect! ”

Yang Ye relieved, he was afraid that the old man in front of him was like Su Qingzheng poetry. If he had to join the Sword Sect, he would be really embarrassed. Jianzong really didn't want to join, even Su Qingpoem's hope, he wouldn't join. Luckily, the old man is reasonable in front of him!

The drunk man glanced at Yang Ye and said: “Although you are no longer a disciple of Sword Sect, this time you are a green cloud list representing Sword Sect, so don't worry, this time in 100,000 mountains, you will be treated unfairly, the old way will seek justice for you, start with this spiritual class Xuan beast! ”

Speaking, the drunken man turned around and didn't see how he was moving. He saw a blade of light flashing through the scene again. Then the spiritual lion had not reacted, and his head flew out. At the same time, the figure of the drunk disappeared strangely.

“Kill all you can in the 100,000 mountains, son. It is best to solve the Yuanmen Yuan-chun and the ghost Li Xian-jun. Rest assured, the spiritual strength will not appear in the 100,000 mountains! ”

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On that mountain peak, more than a thousand miles from the Qingyun Mountains, the figure of the drunken people suddenly appeared in the scene, so that the faces of the people on the top of the mountain changed.

“Drunk seniors?” Qingyunko first returned to God and looked at the drunken man, shocked to ask.

At this time, Su Qing poetry and Yu Heng also returned to God. The two men paid a compliment to the drunken man. "I have met the drunken master! ”

Seeing this scene, everyone on the field suddenly took a breath of cool air. The old man with white hair in front of him was the super strong man in the south, the drunk...

The dead face on the side suddenly looks a little ugly, sword sect and ghost resentment, that is a generation, if this man in front of him, what else can he do besides wait to die? Don't be ridiculous, how could he escape in front of a drunken man who had been imperial a thousand years ago?

Though it's just one step away, this step, that's the real heavenly difference, the gap in the middle, not any Gong Xuan skill is enough to fill!

Apart from the ugly face of dead bones, the original face of the Tiger Sect beside him is also extremely ugly. He naturally knows about the super strong man in the southern realm in front of him. Like everyone else, he didn't think of a small blue cloud list. He would actually let the legendary super strong man show up. If the other party bothered him because of previous events...

With this in mind, Tiger Zong's heart trembled from time to time!

Drunken Taoist ignored Qingyunzi's question and nodded slightly at Su Qingshi. Then he looked at Yu Heng. "Are you the elder of the Sword Sect now? ”

Yu Heng nodded quickly.

“What do you call an elder swordsman?” The drunken warrior suddenly said, “Everyone else has obviously broken the rules of the Qingyun List. As the sword elder of the sword sect, you are not listening. When has the sword sect reached the point of being blatantly bullied? ”

Yu Heng's frontal sweat suddenly came down. Of course, he dared not speak up, but remained silent.

Drunken Daoist shook his head. "The sword sect has indeed fallen all these years. It doesn't matter. As long as the sword sect people still have bone qi and blood, there is still hope in the sword sect. If the sword sect people lose even these, they are afraid to do anything, then the sword sect is really over! ”

“Senior, my Xuan Beast clan did not humiliate the Sword Sect...” Tiger Sect was about to say something.

However, at this moment, the drunken man suddenly turned to Tiger Zongyuan and drank: “Old Tao, talk, when is your turn to intervene!” Speaking strangely, the drunken figure vanished into place.

“Bang!”

A crisp noise suddenly sounded in the scene. Only Tiger Zongyuan, in the horrified eyes, flew directly out, but at this time, the drunken man had returned to his place...

With the strength of everyone on the field, everyone saw a scene earlier, which was a red slap on Tiger Sect's original face...

Of course, the people are even more shocked by the strength of the drunken, the powerful, who have no power to fight back in front of him, so powerful. Who is the enemy of the southern realm but a few? Now everyone understands one thing, that is why the Sword Sect has fallen so far, but it still exists and is one of the six forces!

Because there's this drunken man in Sword Sect!

The blue clouds on the side of his face also became heavy. Since the previous drunken man's start, he had already known the difference between him and the drunken man. No, he was not at all of a level with the old man with white hair in front of him. It should be said that no one in the Yuanmen can be the rival of the old man in front of them except for the master!

To be exact, I'm afraid not many people in the South are qualified to be the old man in front of them!

This is what everyone here thinks.