Ling Tian Sword Emperor

"Uncle Wu, I'll leave these two to you."

When Cangyu saw the middle-aged man in black appear, an indifferent smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and he spoke.

Hearing this, a hint of joking flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man in black, and he said: "Don't worry, since I'm here today, they are destined to come and go..."

"You are the leader of Lengyue Sect, Chu Songzhu? No, you have now taken refuge in Tianlang Hall and become a hawk under Cang Wanhe..." At this moment, looking at the figure of this middle-aged man, the two Sword Sects

The expressions of the deacons all changed.

Decades ago, Cang Wanhe led the Tianlang tribe to Xuanzhou for the first time. In order to gain a foothold here, he constantly declared war on various forces and snatched a large amount of resources and territory.

Since Cang Wanhe's strength was already extremely strong, and with the support of the Blood Moon Demon Sect behind it, it was naturally invincible, sweeping all the way, making many nearby forces feel panicked.

But at this time, Chu Songzhu saw the situation in front of him and finally chose to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, leading the entire Leng Yuezong to seek refuge under the command of Cang Wanhe.

At the same time, in addition to Chu Songzhu, there were three other sect leaders who also made the same move.

With the status and strength of the four people, Cang Wanhe would not despise them. In order to win over and appease them, they became brothers of the opposite sex with the four people.

From then on, with the addition of four strong men at the sect master level, Tianlang Hall, no one could stop its pace. After decades of development, it became the unshakable overlord of this region.

"You have good eyesight, and you can actually recognize my identity. In this case, you should understand the difference... Now, do you two choose to commit suicide, or let me do it myself?" Chu Songzhu sneered and looked at the two of them.

The famous sword sect deacon glanced at it and said in a disdainful tone.

Hearing this, one of the Jianzong deacons said: "Chu Songzhu, you are also the head of a sect after all, but you are willing to be subordinate to others and lead the entire sect to surrender to Cang Wanhe... The ancestors of the Lengyue Sect, Quanxia Youzhi

, I’m afraid I’ll lose all my face by you, you…”

"court death!"

Just as the deacon of the Sword Sect began to mock, Chu Songzhu's eyes narrowed, revealing a cold murderous intent.

"Uh-huh."

Chu Songzhu stretched out his fingers quickly, and a little starlight shone on his fingertips. A wisp of cold light cut through the void, and instantly flew towards the deacon of the Sword Sect.

Seeing this, the sword sect deacon suddenly frowned, and immediately raised the long sword in his hand, drawing a circle in the void to form a sword light barrier, hoping to block the opponent's attack.

"Peng." However, the next moment, Chu Songzhu's finger force directly broke through the sword light barrier, seemingly effortlessly.

As a dull voice sounded, the deacon of the Sword Sect shook violently and retreated towards the rear. When he stopped and looked down, he suddenly found that there was already a shape on his chest.

There was a blood hole the size of the mouth of a cup, and blood was gurgling out.

There was a deep look of horror on the face of the Sword Sect deacon. If he hadn't reacted so quickly just now and avoided the vital point at the critical moment, he might have been a dead corpse by now.

But even so, if the opponent hits him at will, he will be seriously injured. This gap is too big!

"In any case, I was once the head of a sect. You two dare to make trouble in front of me. You are simply reckless!"

Chu Songzhu raised the corners of his mouth, stared at the two sword sect deacons, and said in a cold tone.

After saying these words, he trembled slightly and appeared not far in front of the two of them. A terrifying coercion rushed towards his face. Chu Songzhu suddenly grasped his palm, and a blade of light was as bright as the cold moon.

It slashed down in the air, emitting a dazzling silver stream of light that made people dare not look directly at it, directly shrouding the two figures in it.

"not good."

The expressions of the two Sword Sect deacons changed, and they quickly mobilized the true energy in their bodies, poured it into the long swords in their palms, and struck towards the sky.

"Bang bang——"

However, the moment the condensed shadows of the two giant swords came into contact with the silver light blade, they exploded apart, making it impossible to withstand Chu Songzhu's terrifying offensive.

It seems that the next moment, these two people will die here.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

"Uh-huh."

Just as the silver light blade was about to be cut down, a more vast sword light was seen rushing towards him, instantly deflecting Chu Songzhu's attack, and finally hitting the lake below.

With a "boom", the entire lake suddenly surged, stirring up large amounts of water mist.

The two sword sect deacons took advantage of this gap and immediately fled into the distance, escaping to a relatively safe area.

"Huh?" Chu Songzhu frowned slightly and looked up in that direction.

In the distance, a woman's figure emerged, wearing a white skirt and dancing. Her pretty face looked particularly clear and moving under the sparkling lake. In her hand, she held an orange lightsaber, which made her look even more heroic.

, exudes a unique temperament.

"Senior Sister Ye!" Seeing this scene, Lin Che's expression changed.

This woman is none other than his second senior sister, Ye Rong.

"Ye Rong?" At the same time, Chu Songzhu narrowed his eyes slightly and said.

Ye Rong smiled sweetly and said: "I didn't expect that a noble person like Sect Leader Chu could actually know the identity of this junior. This little girl feels extremely honored."

Chu Songzhu curled his lips slightly and said: "Of course, among the younger generation in Xuanzhou, who else can be as popular as you? It is not an exaggeration to call you the number one among the younger generation in Xuanzhou...

How could I not pay attention to it?"

"So you are Ye Rong. The outside world says that you are the number one genius in Xuanzhou, but I, the young master, are not convinced by you. Since we meet today, I will let you compete with me!"

Cang Yu stepped on the magic cloud with his feet and held Fang Tian's painted halberd. After learning Ye Rong's identity, his whole body suddenly exuded a strong fighting spirit and wanted to compete with him.

However, at this moment, Chu Songzhu stretched out a palm to stop Cangyu and said, "My nephew, please don't be impulsive. Although this girl is only a few years older than you, she is as talented as a demon. Even if

Looking at the entire world of Sword Sect, he is also one of the most outstanding geniuses. At a young age, he is already catching up with the strong men of the elder generation. You will not be his opponent... among the younger generation, I am afraid that only the Holy Son of our Divine Cult Headquarters is the only one.

The saint can fight with her."

"What."

Cangyu's face changed. Although he didn't know Ye Rong's strength, he knew the perversion and terror of the saints and saints in the sect. So when Chu Songzhu said this, he immediately calmed down.

Although it is difficult for Cang Yu to find an opponent in the nearby area, Ye Rong is qualified to compete for the number one genius among the younger generation in Xuanzhou. Therefore, there is still a huge gap between the two.