Chaotic Sword God

In a blink of an eye, dozens of people gathered in the sky above Changyang Mansion. Most of them were wearing white robes, and under their feet were walking on a group of Light Saint Masters that were condensed by light holy energy and looked like clouds. The other half were dressed in various colors. Clothing, warriors of different ages.

Dozens of people quickly came out of the gate of space, and then gathered in the sky above Changyang Mansion, enveloping Changyang Mansion inside. One of them, an old man with an old face, waved his hand, and laid down a layer of enchantment to cover the entire Changyang Mansion.

The people from the City of God in the Holy Empire and the Guangming Saint Masters Union finally arrived.

The sudden change caught the attention of everyone in Changyang Mansion. The group of guards who had just relaxed because the two brothers and sisters left suddenly became nervous again, looking up at the sky one by one with solemn expressions, especially when they When they saw the barrier that enveloped the entire Changyang Mansion, the faces of many guards suddenly turned pale. Because they all know that this is the divine power of the Holy King.

Chang Bo also noticed the strangeness in the sky, temporarily put the sadness in his heart behind him, with a thought, he controlled the heaven and earth and dragged his body towards the sky. His eyes quickly swept across the crowd, and when he found more than a dozen people on the scene stepping on white clouds, wearing white robes, and wearing purple badges on their chests, the seventh-order light masters suddenly became more solemn than ever.

"Seniors, are you members of the Guangming Saint Masters Guild in the City of God?" Uncle Chang bowed his hands to the crowd with a very polite tone. The group of people in front of them could not be offended by the small Changyang Mansion under their feet.

"Yes, we are the members of the Guangming Saint Master's Guild. This is my master, the president of the Guangming Saint Master's Guild. When I see the chairman of my Guangming Saint Master's Guild, I will kneel down and salute quickly." A middle-aged man beside the president of the Guangming Saint Masters Guild pointed at Chang Bo and shouted sharply. This person is the second disciple of the president, Yun Tian.

"Junior Chang Wuji has seen the respected president." Uncle Chang hurriedly cupped his hands and said in a very polite tone. The president of the Guangming Saint Master's Guild does have the strength to respect him. However, he did not kneel. In his heart, apart from the few people such as the master and the old lady who had disappeared for hundreds of years, no one was qualified to let him kneel, even if the other party was a member of the Guangming Saint Master Guild. Long is no exception.

Seeing that Uncle Chang didn't kneel, Yun Tian's face suddenly became angry. He and Jian Chen had a grudge first, and then Jian Chen took away the holy artifact of the Guangming Saint Master Guild, cutting off his ability to become the seventh-rank Guangming Saint Master. Hope, therefore, in Yun Tian's heart, he has long hated Jian Chen, and he will not let go of anyone who is related to Jian Chen.

"Presumptuous, a mere servant, seeing the chairman of my Guangming Saint Master's Union, he still doesn't kneel, and he can't find death." Yun Tian shouted sharply at Chang Bo.

"Yuntian, don't be rude!" The chairman of the Guangming Saint Master's Guild raised his hand to stop Yuntian. Although Jian Chen took away the holy artifact of the Guangming Saint Master's Guild, he also knew that it was the holy artifact and ran to Jian Chen's side. Yes, it was not stolen by Jian Chen. Therefore, the president of the Guangming Saint Master's Guild also did not want to have a strained relationship with Jian Chen because of the matter in Changyang Mansion. After all, there was still room for manoeuvre.

The chairman of the Guangming Saint Master's Guild bowed his hands to Chang Bolue and said, "I don't know if Jian Chen is here?"

"Respected President, the fourth young master has left, and even the old slave doesn't know where he is going." Changbo said calmly, without the slightest panic.

"Master, since that Yang Yutian is not here, let's just invite everyone from Changyang Mansion to our Guangming Saint Master Guild. When Yang Yutian comes back, let him lead him directly to our Guangming Saint Teacher Guild." Yun Tian, ​​who was standing beside the president, said.

The president did not answer Yun Tian, ​​and continued to ask, "Then I don't know when Jian Chen will be back." If it wasn't forcible, the president of the Guangming Saint Master's Guild did not want to offend Jian Chen's family easily, in case he got angry. Jian Chen, hide the holy artifact, or give it to a certain big power, then their Guangming Saint Masters Union will not be worth the loss.

"When the fourth young master will come back, the old slave doesn't know." Chang Bo said.

"President, just follow Yuntian's words and bring back the people from Changyang Mansion. As long as you control these people, I don't believe that Jian Chen will not obediently hand over the holy artifact." An elder of the Guangming Saint Master Guild behind him speak up.

"President, I think this is feasible. This Yang Yutian doesn't know when he will come back. It's impossible for so many of us to stay here and wait for him, and there must be relatives of Yang Yutian among these people. With these people, this Yang Yutian will definitely appear soon." Another elder agreed.

The chairman of the Guangming Saint Masters Guild thought for a moment, and finally agreed with their proposal, saying: "For now, that is the only way, everyone in Changyang Mansion, please come to my Guangming Saint Teachers Guild to stay for a while. In the future, when Jian Chen returns the holy artifact of my Guangming Saint Master Guild, I will let you go."

Hearing this, Uncle Chang's face sank slightly and said, "Could it be that if the Fourth Young Master does not come back for a hundred years, your Guangming Saint Master Guild will imprison us for a hundred years?"

"Not bad!" The president of the Guangming Saint Master's Guild replied with a blank expression. He can't wait for a hundred years at all. After a hundred years, they really don't know what the Bright Saint Master Guild will look like.

There was a trace of anger on Chang Bo's face, and he said coldly: "Although your Guangming Saint Master Guild is powerful, if you want to control the people in my Changyang Mansion, you are not qualified."

Hearing this, the expressions of everyone in the Guangming Saint Master Guild changed. Uncle Chang's remarks simply did not take the Guangming Saint Master Guild in the slightest. A hint of anger.

"Looking for death!" A middle-aged man in a strong suit immediately shouted angrily and patted it casually. An invisible force of heaven and earth rushed towards Chang Bo, and the space where Chang Bo was in was also in an instant. The time froze, and his body was tightly imprisoned there so that he could not move a bit.

The invisible power of heaven and earth hit Chang Bo mercilessly, causing Chang Bo to snort, his face instantly paled, and the blood in his mouth kept spitting. At the same time, the space where Uncle Chang was imprisoned also returned to normal, Uncle Chang's body no longer had the power to float, and he fell directly from the sky.

Below, several elders in Changyang Mansion with the strength of the earth sage exclaimed, and several people immediately jumped up to catch Chang Bo's falling body. At this moment, the expressions of these elders are full of worry. They know that this time Changyang Mansion is in big trouble again, and it's still a huge trouble. It directly offends the Guangming Saint Master Guild. This is a big boss in the Holy Empire, more than the eight powerful countries on Tianyuan Continent One of them, Qin Huangguo, was much stronger.

The middle-aged man who did it gave Chang Bo a cold look, and said: "The mere small family dares to be presumptuous in front of the Guangming Saint Master's Union, it is simply not knowing whether to live or die, this time spare your life, if there is another time , kill you on the spot, and never stay behind."

The gap between the Sky Master and the Holy King is too great. The Holy King is all ants. Although Chang Bo has almost reached the peak of the Sky Master, he is still vulnerable in front of a strong Holy King.

No one can stop the behavior of middle-aged men, even the president and first elder of the Guangming Saint Masters Guild. Although they don’t want to have a too stiff relationship with Jian Chen, they also have their own bottom line. What Bo just said clearly violated the bottom line of the Guangming Saint Masters Union.

The president of the Guangming Saint Master's Guild looked at the white-haired old man and said, "Please, Elder Jia, take all the people from Changyang Mansion back to the headquarters."

The old-faced old man nodded slightly, and then directly tore the space, establishing a space gate leading to the Guangming Saint Masters General Union, and he would put everyone in Changyang Mansion to the general union of the Guangming Saint Masters Guild.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a muffled sound suddenly came, and I saw that the huge enchantment covering Changyang Mansion was shattered, and four figures had appeared outside the enchantment.

They were two men and two women. It was the Changyang Zu Yeyun couple and the two brothers and sisters who came from the guardian family Changyang Mansion.

Everyone in the Guangming Saint Masters Union immediately focused their attention on the four people who had suddenly arrived at Changyang Ancestor Yeyun. A middle-aged man immediately opened his mouth and asked, "Who are you? Sign up."

The eyes of Changyang Ancestor Yeyun and Changyang Ancestor Yunxiao swept across the group of people from the Guangming Sages Guild, and even when they lost interest, Changyang Ancestor Yunxiao murmured softly; "Why are the people from the Guangming Sages Guild here. Yun Fei, Yunxiao, is the place you are talking about right here?"

"Grandpa Yunxiaozu, Grandma Yezu, yes, it's here." Changyang Zu Yunfei said, but his eyes glanced at the crowd below, and finally found Chang Wuji, who was seriously injured and lying on the ground, and immediately reached out his hand Pointing at him, he said, "It's him, Grandpa Yunxiaozu, Grandma Yezu, he is the one who calls himself Chang Wuji."

Changyang Ancestor Yunxiao and Changyang Ancestor Yeyun's eyes narrowed, and they gathered on Chang Wuji. Immediately, their bodies swayed slightly, and the next moment they suddenly appeared beside Chang Wuji. Often infinite.

The current Chang Wuji is already an old man in his seventies, and his appearance has undergone earth-shaking changes, so that the two of them did not recognize each other for a while.

"You...you are Chang Wuji." Changyang Zu Yeyun asked uncertainly, her tone was full of hope. Now she is very nervous, and she is very worried about whether this Chang Wuji is the person she is looking for.

The group of Changyang mansion elders around Chang Wuji looked at each other, glanced at the middle-aged couple from time to time, and guessed their identities in their hearts, but none of them dared to speak. If he can break the barrier set by the Holy King, it must be the Holy King.

Seeing the middle-aged couple, Chang Wuji's expression suddenly became excited, two lines of turbid tears flowed from his eyes like a fountain, he struggled to stand up, and said in a trembling tone: "Old... Old lady, old...old...old man, slave...slave...slave is always...Chang Wuji, salute old...old lady, old man, cough cough cough..." Chang Bo received a blow from the powerful Saint King, although the other party showed mercy , but was still severely injured, and even the tone of his speech was very weak and intermittent. After speaking, a few mouthfuls of blood were coughed out of his mouth uncontrollably, staining his clothes red.

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