Cultivating Immortality, Starting from Childhood Sweethearts

"Since when has the Sect Leader of Tianxuan Sect become so pathetic?" The old man looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, his eyes filled with contempt and pity.

He pitied how Tianxuan Sect had declined to such a state.

Xia He gritted his teeth, his expression extremely displeased.

If the other party was merely looking down on him, Xia He could still endure it.

However, the pitying look in the other party's eyes seemed to say, "Tianxuan Sect is really getting worse with each generation. You're not even as good as the previous Sect Leaders. How could they choose someone like you to be the Sect Leader?" This kind of look completely enraged Xia He.

"You old, immortal thing!"

Xia He cursed in his heart, leaping up and slashing at the old man with his bronze sword.

Above the old man's head, a huge bronze sword apparition appeared.

The Tianxuan Sect Leader's bronze sword was not like a traditional immortal sword. This bronze sword was born for Taoism and could maximize the power of a person's Taoist techniques. Moreover, this bronze sword had special spells!

"This sword, it does bring back memories. It's just that I didn't expect him to be dead already, dying even faster than me."

The old man raised his head, looking at the huge bronze sword above him with a nostalgic expression.

Although he hadn't witnessed the other party's death, the fact that a new Sect Leader had been chosen meant that he was already gone.

The old man shook his head, extended his hand, and pointed upwards.

Countless sword energies transformed into long swords, forming a sword dragon that charged towards the bronze sword apparition.

"Roar!"

The sword energy dragon strangled the bronze sword apparition.

"Clang!"

Xia He, wielding the bronze sword, had already struck at the old man's forehead, but the old man merely extended his fingers and easily caught it.

"Teng!"

The old man flicked the sword body of the bronze sword with his other hand, causing the bronze sword to tremble and vibrate incessantly, numbing Xia He's tiger's mouth to the point where he almost lost his grip on the sword.

Xia He kicked the old man's head, his foot seemingly wrapped in bronze.

"Boom!"

The old man punched out, and the sword energy collided with Xia He's spiritual power. Xia He, holding the bronze long sword, spun a few times in the air and fell to the ground.

Xia He stared intently at this undying old fellow.

This undying old fellow could actually trap him here with just sword energy.

If he was really released and his strength returned to its peak, he really didn't dare to imagine what would happen.

Last time, the Holy Lords and Sect Leaders of the Four Great Holy Lands and Five Great Sects joined forces to capture him.

If he came out again, could they really do it again?

No! He can't come out! Otherwise, I will surely die!

Xia He stood up, inserted the bronze sword in front of him, and formed hand seals with both hands.

Centered on the bronze sword, the rocks on the ground gradually transformed into bronze, and a bronze tiger emerged from the ground.

"Go!"

Xia He pointed towards the old man, and the bronze tiger, as if summoned, pounced towards the old man.

The old man shattered the bronze tiger with one punch.

The sword energy passed through the bronze tiger's body, directly smashing out a large pit.

But the next moment, another bronze tiger emerged from the ground.

The old man shattered another one, and another bronze tiger emerged.

These bronze tigers were like fish flying out of the sea, constantly passing by the old man's side.

However, the old man was not in a hurry.

The old man knew very well that, in his current state, it was almost impossible to kill the other party.

But if the other party wanted to exhaust his sword energy in this way, he was very willing.

However, the other party obviously didn't want to continue to wear him down like this.

A huge bronze dharma image stood in front of Xia He.

The bronze dharma image took a step forward, extended its large foot, and stomped towards the old man.

"Dong!"

This bronze dharma image directly flattened the old man.

However, Xia He did not relax. He didn't think that the other party would be defeated so easily.

Sure enough, the next moment, cracks began to spread across the bronze dharma image.

"Bang!"

With a loud noise.

This bronze dharma image directly shattered, transforming into myriad spiritual powers that dissipated.

In the old man's hand, he held a illusory immortal sword.

Three thousand years ago, everyone knew this immortal sword.

This old man once led this immortal sword into the Southern Border Demon Kingdom, pierced through the Northern Wilderness, and crushed the Central Plains.

When he saw the old man holding this immortal sword, Xia He felt a little dazed, even a sense of pride, a sense of "I am also an opponent worthy of him drawing his sword."

However, soon, Xia He dispelled the ridiculous sense of pride in his heart!

The other party was just an illusion formed by sword energy, and this sword was just a long sword formed by sword intent. In reality, this old man, plus this sword, didn't even have two-tenths of his strength back then.

He actually felt honored for this, it was simply laughable!

Taking a deep breath, Xia He calmed his mood and threw out another Bagua Diagram.

This Bagua Diagram disintegrated itself in mid-air as it flew towards the old man.

A starry sky was arranged above the old man's head, and thousands of stars formed a profound killing array.

And the old man was located in the ominous position of the killing array.

"Tianxuan Star Formation." The old man stroked his beard, "Then let this old man see to what extent you can display the killing array at the bottom of your Tianxuan Sect's treasure chest."

"How is it going?"

Inside the cave, Zhou Wanfeng asked the bandits.

A one-eyed man nodded: "These two children do indeed have extremely high talent. They have already learned seventy-seven-eighty-eight percent of my Rampage Dao."

"Hahaha, I told you, these two little guys are originally very powerful. They only used five hours in the dream to master the Four Divine Mechanism Dao that I taught them."

Zhang Xiaoer asked: "How many spells are still missing?"

Wang Mazi: "There are still four spells missing."

"According to their learning speed, they may be able to master them all in less than a day," said the man named Qin Feng.

"Not enough ."

At this time, the butcher shook his head.

"Even if these two people are rare geniuses that are hard to come by in ten thousand years, so what? The old man's sword is not simple, it would be good if they can learn it, let alone learn it in a short period of time, it is almost impossible."

" ."

Listening to the butcher's words, everyone was somewhat silent.

From the time Xu Ming and the other fell to the ground, two hours had already passed in reality, while in their divine consciousness, two hundred hours had already passed.

Although in these two hundred hours, they had learned eleven spells, the speed of learning far exceeded their imagination.

But how long can the old man hold on?

If they can't learn the old man's sword, everything will be in vain!