Chapter 203 Sage Son of Ten Thousand Swords still has the face to beg for the Sacred Red Lotus Sword?
"It's no wonder that the Holy Master is so calm. It turns out that the strength of the ancestor was so tyrannical. With this ancestor, who would dare to covet my Profound Heaven Holy Land now!" Xiao Yixian let out a long suffocating breath, his face covered A look of excitement.
Sacred Lord Xuantian laughed but did not speak, his performance seemed calm, and his heart was also extremely shocked.
Junior Brother Ye can now kill the Holy King in seconds?
This cultivation stage is too fast, right?
Sacred Master Xuantian swept towards the direction of Qingyun Peak, and saw Master Ye Chen hanging in the air like everyone else, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Junior Brother Ye is so strong and stable. He even made a puppet incarnation to show his face, which is rather unremarkable.
The Saint King is coming, and the peak master elders of all the main peaks have come out. If Qingyun Peak continues to be closed and closed, it will arouse people's suspicion.
True·Stable as an old dog!
The figure of the ancestor of Yunxiao appeared at the side of Saint Xuantian at some point, looking into the depths of the Holy Land of Xuantian, wondering to himself: "I don't know which ancestor it is..."
The brilliance of the Holy Master Xuantian circulated in his eyes, and he said with a chuckle: "The ancestor Yunxiao doesn't need to think about it, just know that there is a patron saint in the Holy Land of Xuantian."
The ancestor Yunxiao smiled and said, "Yes, no matter which ancestor it is, he is the patron saint of my Profound Heaven Holy Land!"
Yu Ling's eyes were also full of shock. The strength of the Holy King Mingze was even more terrifying than the Holy King who killed his Yu family. He was killed by Master with a single sword. Master is really too powerful!
Yu Ling glanced at Ye Chen next to him, and muttered in his heart, it seems that this person next to him is the puppet incarnation of the master again, and the one who just shot is the real body!
Zi Fengtian's gaze subconsciously looked at the location of Qingyun Peak, and seeing the sword that killed the holy king appeared, he immediately suspected that it was the master of Zi Menghan who had acted.
Zi Menghan's congenital body wrecked posture, but he has cultivated the world, and there must be an expert behind it. If this invincible holy king is her master, then the explanation will make sense.
However, Zi Fengtian saw Ye Chen and Yu Ling standing in mid-air, frowned slightly, and asked the Holy Master Xuantian: "Holy Master Xuantian, are those two Qingyun Peak disciples? Their peak masters. Didn't show up?"
Holy Master Xuantian looked back at Ye Chen and smiled: "That Junior Brother Ye is the peak master of Qingyunfeng, and next to him is his disciple. Qingyunfeng suffered a catastrophe decades ago, and now there are not many in total. Personally, several of Junior Brother Ye's disciples have already gone out, and the entire Qingyun Mountain is temporarily only two of them."
Is that the master of Zi Menghan?
There was an unexpected look in Zi Fengtian's eyes, and he secretly said in his heart that Jiumei, a master who is not very young, can barely be regarded as a talented arrogant, since he has already appeared in mid-air, naturally not. The person who shot, it seems that the Invincible Saint King is really an ancestor of the Xuantian Holy Land.
Zi Fengtian dispelled the doubts in his heart, but was sure that the transformation of Zi Menghan was related to the invincible holy king.
"Since I am Jiumei's master, I will visit from now on." Zi Fengtian said with a smile.
As soon as Zi Fengtian looked at Ye Chen, Ye Chen suddenly raised his eyebrows. In his eyes, he clearly saw a black line between Zi Fengtian and himself.
Ye Chen looked at this black line of fate, and he understood the whole story.
It turns out that the Da Ri Demon Race can find the head of Xuantian Holy Land so quickly, it is the information that Zi Fengtian leaked to Da Ri Demon Race!
Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes flashed with coldness.
"Om!"
A big hand that covered the sky was condensed out of thin air, as if composed of thousands of avenues, containing the power of heaven and earth, and slammed straight towards Zi Fengtian.
Zi Fengtian felt that the power of his whole body was imprisoned, and the blue veins on his forehead were jumping wildly. He felt like he was about to die. He couldn't do it if he wanted to touch the sacred seal in his eyebrows. He knew that this was the sword ancestor who just made the move. Exclaimed: "Senior forgive me..."
"boom!"
Zhitian slapped Zi Fengtian with a big hand to fly to the outside of Xuantian Holy Land, smashing a thousand-foot-long mountain not far away.
Zi Fengtian struggled to get up, his face was pale, he coughed up blood in his mouth, his whole body was unsteady, and his eyes were full of shock.
The slap just now slapped him back from the Dao Master Realm to the Great Power Realm!
This scene stunned everyone. No one thought that the ancestor of kendo would suddenly attack Zi Fengtian!
"Why did the senior take action against the younger? Is it going to fight my Ziwei Emperor?" Zi Fengtian questioned with grief and indignation.
Everyone was also very curious, not knowing where Zi Fengtian had offended that ancestor.
An indifferent spirit wave spread from the depths of the Xuantian Holy Land: "Secretly leaked to the Dahi Demon Race, do you really think that everything is perfect? Leave your life, and you have given you enough face for Emperor Ziwei! Don’t you get out?"
Everyone appeared in a daze. It turned out that the saint king of the Da Ri Demon Race was attracted by Zi Fengtian!
Let the background of Xuantian Holy Land be exposed, it is not bad that the invincible holy king did not shoot Zi Fengtian dead!
Zi Fengtian heard the words, knowing that he was beaten up, and didn't even dare to say harsh words. He arched his hands in the direction of Xuantian Holy Land, and turned into an emperor's dragon shadow and moved away quickly.
The many outstanding talents of the Tai Academy who followed Zi Fengtian saw this. They all felt very embarrassed. They all said goodbye to the Lord Xuantian and quickly left the Holy Land of Xuantian.
The corners of Ye Chen’s mouth rose slightly, and the hypocritical villain Zi Fengtian wanted to visit him. This time he was clean!
Many famous celestial princes of the Eastern Wilderness have also bid farewell to the Holy Lord Xuantian. Most of them are not good at coming, and there are also some sage soldiers from the holy land belonging to the saint child-level figures who have been dispatched, not to mention staying here in a hurry. Leave for fear of being liquidated.
As for the refining method of natal gods, where else would anyone dare to mention it again?
Even if the Xuantian Holy Land really has such a secret method, who would dare to **** it?
At this moment, the Sage Son of Ten Thousand Swords suddenly clasped his fists towards the Saint Xuantian: "Holy Master Xuantian, my old ancestor of the Ten Thousand Sword Holy Land brought the Red Lotus Sacred Sword to come to help, and the ancestor took his life. , There is no credit and hard work! I hope you can return the Red Lotus Sacred Sword to Xuantian Holy Land!"
"Heh! You robbed the Ten Thousand Sword Saint Land in the fire, and still have the face to want the Holy Sword?"
"This product pitted its ancestors, once pitted his guardian Sword Emperor Ku Rong, and this pitted Venerable Xingyao to death. At this time, he dare to ask for the holy sword. It is really shameless!"
"People don’t want skin, the world is invincible!"
"Yeah! Why isn't this guy getting out?"
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The many elder disciples in Xuantian Holy Land couldn’t help but yelled. They all understood that Venerable Xingyao came with the Red Lotus Sacred Sword to take advantage of the fire, and the Sacred Child of Ten Thousand Swords was still here and begging without a face and skin. Holy Sword made them all angry.
The face of Saint Child of Ten Thousand Swords turned blue and red, but he still looked at the Lord Xuantian persistently.
After all, the Red Lotus Holy Sword is too important to the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords. Although the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords has other sage soldiers suppressing the background, the Holy Sword of Ten Thousand Swords must be recovered!
Sage Master Xuantian's gaze fell on Saint Ten Thousand Swords, and said strangely: "Whoever took your holy sword, you should ask whoever wants it! What does it have to do with my Xuantian Holy Land?"
Saint Wanjian’s face was green, and he said solemnly: "Sage Lord Xuantian, the Holy Red Lotus Sword was taken away by Holy King Mingze, and Holy King Mingze was beheaded by your ancestors of Xuantian Holy Land. Naturally, the Holy Red Lotus Sword Landed in your Xuantian Holy Land, I hope you can return to the original owner!"
Sacred Master Xuantian said tepidly: "Sacred King Mingze invaded my Xuantian Holy Land and was beheaded. All his belongings are the trophies of our Xuantian Holy Land. What is it to do with your Ten Thousand Swords Holy Land?"
"Holy Lord Xuantian, you can't..." The Son of Ten Thousand Swords was extremely angry.
"roll!"
Sage Master Xuantian indifferently interrupted the yelling of the Son of Ten Thousand Swords.
You still want the Red Lotus Holy Sword?
Dreaming!
"Humph!"
Sage Son Wanjian snorted, and quickly flew to the place where the corpse of King Mingze fell. He wanted to retrieve the Red Lotus Sacred Sword himself, but found that the huge body of the three-legged Demon Crow had long since disappeared, Red Lotus Sacred Sword. The breath is even more undetectable.
The seven orifices of the ten thousand swords saint childishness smoked, knowing that the Red Lotus Sacred Sword could not be retrieved from the Xuantian Holy Land. Amid the ridicule of the many elder disciples in the Xuantian Holy Land, it turned into a sword light and disappeared into the sky.