Dragon Soul Pill Emperor

The moment Lin Hao left, the old man's figure quietly appeared beside Xi Yan, where Lin Hao had just stood.

"This kid"

A simple temptation once again confirmed that keen sense of smell is different from ordinary people.

Xiyan's Yuguang swept towards the old man, sweating coldly.

The breath exuding from this old man is as thick as a lofty mountain.

Just the breath, it was overwhelming.

"Die Wu is right!" The old man said with a chuckle at the corner of his mouth.

Even in the emperor's realm, Lin Hao could smell the danger for the first time. It was really not easy.

Lin Hao stood ten meters away, frowning.

Die Wu's Master didn't seem to mean to hurt others, but was just testing him.

If not, Xi Yan is already in danger.

"Senior wants this sword, just take it!" Lin Hao calmly turned his hand and a sheathed sword appeared in his hand.

The scabbard was rusty, and it was the lack of a sword in the ground.

call out--

The strong wind screamed, Lin Hao directly threw the sword to the old man in front of him.

The old man's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was a little surprised by Lin Hao's behavior.

One of the world's two swords of the Juggernaut Association, he even gave up when he said to give up.

The xinxing that is different from ordinary people alone is destined to not be low in the future.

Staring at the rust on the scabbard, a sense of sorrow appeared in the old man's eyes.

Instinctively raised his hand, grabbed the ground missing sword in his hand.

"For so many years, goodbye to the land is missing, I can't think of this situation, even you have not survived the erosion of the years?"

The old man murmured to himself, and scenes of past events appeared in his mind, sighing.

Taking advantage of this gap, Lin Hao winked at Xi Yan and motioned for her to come over.

Xi Yan knew, quietly staying away from the old man, and quickly came to Lin Hao's side, only then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just standing next to the old man, the pressure was too great.

"This sword has been refined by my blood sacrifice, and I have already recognized the master. It shouldn't be difficult to erase the imprint on it with the senior's ability!"

"Nothing else, I'll leave!" Lin Hao finished speaking, turned around and left.

Xi Yan didn't expect Lin Hao to be so decisive, startled for a moment, and then quickly followed.

The old man slowly returned to his senses, his eyes were torch, staring at the figure of the young man in front of him, and nodding lightly.

"Buzz—"

At this moment, Diquejian suddenly quaked, as if he was about to break free from the old man's hand.

"Huh? Do you want to go with him?" The old man was shocked, and immediately understood the meaning of the trembling of the sword.

A faint Sword intent wave emerged, firmly confining the Sword intent in his hand.

"You will only harm him if you follow him!" The old man said softly, and soon suppressed the trembling of the sword.

"Master, the sword has been taken back, let's go back too!"

Die Wu stared at Lin Hao's figure and said with complex eyes.

The old man nodded lightly, then slowly turned around.

At the moment he turned around, Lin Hao suddenly heard a wisp of Sword intent.

"This is." The old man's pupils suddenly shrank and his heart moved, Huo Ran turned around.

Lin Hao, who was walking in the mountains and fields, was full of black lines, and did not even realize the old man's abnormality.

"Sword Seven, what the hell are you doing? That old man is a strong one, not what you and I can compete with now!" Lin Hao exchanged heartily.

A peerless sword is undoubtedly the favorite of all sword repairers in the world.

Although Lin Hao didn't want to give up land shortage, but he also had to accept reality.

Under the huge power gap, there is no ability to keep the ground and the sword.

"Hey, kid, he will take the initiative to return the land shortage to you later!"

Jian Qi smiled, and said with a certain tone.

"If I remember correctly, you also belong to the Juggernaut, right? Is it your old acquaintance?"

Lin Hao was taken aback, and asked tentatively.

Jian Qi smiled without saying a word, and soon fell silent, lifeless.

"Strange, the familiar breath just disappeared in no time!"

The old man stared at the fading figure of Lin Hao, wondering in his heart, "Could it be that I had an illusion?"

The idea of ​​illusion flashed past, and was quickly denied by him.

When it comes to his Realm, basically this kind of illusion of a moment does not appear.

"Master, what's the matter?" Perceiving the old man's unusual butterfly dance, he asked softly.

"This person seems to have the shadow of an old man!"

The old man murmured, then his figure flashed, and he quickly chased him up.

Die Wu was a little surprised, and quickly followed.

Feeling the breath of the two behind him, Lin Hao smiled slightly and turned around slowly.

The master and apprentice stopped ten meters away, and their complicated eyes fell on Lin Hao.

"Sword Seven senior, if it were your descendant, he wouldn't bury this sword!" the old man secretly said in his heart.

"Two people, is there anything else?" Lin Hao smiled, and said in a calm tone.

The old man didn't talk nonsense, and directly threw out the sword in his hand.

The Digua Sword drew an arc in the air and inserted a sheath in front of Lin Hao.

Lin Hao didn't reach for it, but chuckled lightly, "What? No more?"

The old man was not angry at such a slightly mocking remark, and said brazenly: "Since this sword is predestined with you and recognizes you as the master, the old man suddenly feels that it is inappropriate to be loved by others!"

"As the descendant of Nanshan Kugu Sword Tomb Sword Seven, I believe that this sword in your hands will definitely shine!"

After that, the old man stared at Lin Hao with eyes that looked like eagles.

He deliberately mentioned Jian Qi, just to see Lin Hao's reaction.

It is a pity that Lin Hao disappointed him and did not show any strange expression at all.

"Senior, what are you talking about? Nanshan Dry Ancient Sword Tomb, this is the first time I heard about it!" Lin Hao said calmly, his eyes calm.

If it were another person, the moment he heard Jian Qi, it would be strange.

Even if there are only clues, the old man can detect it.

However, Lin Hao didn't see any fluctuations at all on his face.

The old man thought about it, and laughed, "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. If you encounter something that cannot be solved in the future, you can ask Die Wu to come to the old man!"

"Dare to ask senior's name?" Lin Hao said.

The old man hesitated for a moment, and said slowly: "My name, Jian Ba!"

When the words fell, Die Wu's eyes flickered and she was surprised.

Apart from her, it has been rare to see the Master talk so patiently with other juniors.

As soon as the word "Sword Intent" came out, Lin Hao suddenly felt a thick withered Sword intent.

Jianba was full of smiles, and he muttered to himself: "Sword Seven's heir and my Jianba's heir, plus this generation of Jianshi, I don't know who is stronger?"

Lin Hao remained silent, feeling as if he was caught in a dispute again.

Damn it, I knew I wouldn't save Jian Qi Lao'er.

According to legend, there is a Tianjian Mountain in the far south.

Every five hundred years, there will be a kendo wizard born, known as the swordsman leading the era.

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