In Seclusion for 10,000 Years, The Descendants Come to the Door at the Start

There was an eerie silence in the square.

Luo Dingkun, who has practiced the supreme skill "Seven-level Buddha Body", can't even draw a small long sword!?

"Damn!!"

Luo Dingkun's sweating is no longer a problem at this moment, the blue veins on his face burst out, and there is a faint light flickering on his body.

First red, then orange, then green, cyan, blue!

The floor under his feet was torn apart by him, but the long sword remained motionless, as if it were a pillar of the sky.

The cultivator who saw this scene couldn't help his face.

Luo Dingkun used all the seven-level Buddha statues, and even reached the fifth level. The blue-level Buddha was still unable to draw the sword!

"Seventh-level slaughter body, every level of slaughtering body, the vigor increases tenfold, the fifth-level blue-level slaughterhouse, the vigor is 108,000 kilograms, actually..."

The surrounding monks all gasped.

This sword, where did it come from, what kind of evildoer was that young man back then!

at this time,

In a food court next to the square.

The wild woman who was carrying the sword box before, saw this scene, and her eyes showed surprise:

"Is this sword the one that my eldest brother stayed here for a long time, and finally gave a high evaluation? Why didn't the eldest brother pull out this sword back then, with his strength back then, it should be very easy."

"Baldhead, you and Big Brother are the first, do you know why?"

Opposite, sitting four people, three men and one woman, one of the bald man shook his head and said:

"I don't know either. At that time, the elder brother seemed to only say a good sword, and after watching it for a long time, he left without saying anything."

"That's weird..." The wild woman carrying the sword box was puzzled.

At this time, she noticed that a strange combination also came to the square.

A handsome young man in white, a young man in a black robe, and a big black dog.

The wild woman's gaze was fixed on the young man in white for almost an instant, with surprise in her eyes, "Why does this young man in white feel like a deja vu."

On the opposite side, the four people also followed their gazes, and they all felt a little familiar.

The bald man said: "Indeed, in some places, the temperament of the elder brother is somewhat similar."

After he said this, several people present reacted, no wonder they felt familiar.

"It depends on whether he has the heaven-defying aptitude of the eldest brother, otherwise, just grab him back and accept the inheritance of the eldest brother, which will also make the eldest brother one of the obsessions in his heart..."

The wild woman said in a deep voice.

"The eldest brother's qualifications are the highest in the past and present. How can it be so easy to compare? If it wasn't for that incident, with the ability of the eldest brother, he has already broken through, why should he look for an inheritor?"

The bald man said with emotion.

Several people present were silent for a moment.

"Damn Heaven and Human Race..." The youngest girl couldn't help but said.

As soon as she said this, the wild woman carrying the sword box waved her hand violently, "Xiaoyi, keep your voice down, we are here in secret this time, don't reveal our identities."

"Understood, second sister, it is the younger sister who is confused."

At this moment, the situation on the square changed again.

.........

on the square.

Lin Yichen stood there, looking at Luo Dingkun who was drawing his sword frantically, with an extremely strange look on his face.

This sword, although it doesn't look strong on the surface, is actually an innate artifact that was rewarded by the system back then, the Taixu Time Sword.

This kind of treasure is generally recognized as the Lord.

If others want to pull out this sword, at least hundreds of millions of kilograms of energy are needed to do it.

Therefore, he only inserted this sword here in the past, because he boasted that even if he was a saint, he would not be able to pull out this sword.

Now when he sees a guy with 108,000 jins of vigor pulling his sword, he really wants to tell the other person: "Son, don't pull it out, even if you use the strength of Chi Nai, it's useless."

Thinking of this, Lin Yichen crossed the crowd and walked towards the square.

At this time, Luo Dingkun was already slumped on the ground, panting. Although he was extremely unwilling, he was helpless. His seventh-level Buddha body had already reached the sixth level, but he still couldn't shake the long sword.

"dammit, what kind of sword is this, damn it!"

Luo Dingkun has a feeling that it is difficult to ride a tiger.

Just then, a calm voice came from behind him.

"I'm sorry, can you let me? You're blocking me."

Um?

Hearing the voice, Luo Dingkun turned around and saw a handsome young man in white standing in front of him.

In the early years, Luo Dingkun was hurt by many women because of his hideous and ugly face, so he hated this kind of handsome little white face the most.

At this moment, seeing Lin Yichen's dusty temperament and his handsome face, a strong jealousy flashed in his eyes.

"Where did the little white face come from, didn't I see your grandfather and I was busy? Hurry up and go away!"

As he said that, Luo Dingkun threw a punch and hit Lin Yichen.

Everyone's faces showed sympathy, this young man in white went up at this time, wasn't he asking for hardships?

But the next moment, something shocking happened to them.

I saw that the young man in white only stretched out a finger, the hair came first, and Xu appeared between Luo Dingkun's eyebrows.

Then, just flick!

boom!

The whole square was shaken three times, and in the next instant, Luo Dingkun flew upside down, smashed into countless stone pillars, and fell to the ground, just like a dead dog, and passed out.

In the square, suddenly fell into an extremely strange quiet state, all the cultivators were like the immobilization method, froze for a long time without moving.

They were stunned at this time and did not react from the scene just now.

Luo Dingkun, a small fist god who is known as the world's most powerful, was thrown into the air by a single finger and passed out on the spot!

This, this is too terrifying, who is that young man in white!

While they were still slowly digesting the previous shock, they saw the young man in white walking towards the stone tablet, holding the hilt of the sword in his right hand.

Clang!

With a loud bang, the sword was pulled out with great ease.

Then, the young man in white turned around indifferently and walked out of the square slowly.

During this process, the square was silent, there were at least a thousand people here, but at this moment, it was as silent as no one else.

It wasn't until a long time later that various voices of discussion sounded, with a strong sense of disbelief.

"Who is that person? Not only did Luo Dingkun fly a small fist with one finger, but he also pulled out that long sword with ease!"

"Too strong, too strong!"

"Suppressing with a snap of your fingers, drawing your sword with ease, and leaving unrestrainedly, this is the true style of a master!"

"......"

in the food court.

Seeing this scene, the wild woman's eyes lit up with brilliance.