Martial Arts Sword Immortal Comes to Earth

Zhongnan Mountain has bumpy roads, extending in all directions, and cliffs from time to time, stretching for hundreds of miles, but here is the largest sect in the world, the Quanzhen Sect!

Within Quanzhen Sect, Long Yu returned here after bidding farewell to Lin Chaoying and Wang Chongyang!

In the elder's room, there was a black table next to Long Yu, with a cup of steaming tea on it!

In the eyes of the Quanzhen Sect today, Long Yu is not inferior to Wang Chongyang in the slightest!

Everyone respects him extremely, even the Seven Quanzhen Sons are one generation below him in terms of seniority!

In the eyes of everyone, Long Yu was truly a peerless talent. Even when he was still young, he already had advanced cultivation levels comparable to those of the Five Ultimate Talents, and even surpassed them!

Long Yu's dress was fluttering, and while she was sipping fragrant tea and cultivating herself, a panicked voice suddenly sounded.

"Supreme Elder, it’s not good, it’s not good!"

What caught his eye was Quanzhen disciple Zhao Zhijing, who ran over in a hurry and shouted

"What's wrong? How can you be so flustered? Tell me slowly!"

Seeing this scene, Long Yu frowned and said indifferently

"Supreme Elder, there is a strong man who has labeled the Quanzhen Sect!"

Zhao Zhijing calmed down and said respectfully in front of Long Yu.

The other party is the world-famous Sword Immortal Master, now the pillar of the Quanzhen Sect!

When Long Yu heard this, his handsome face was full of doubts, who dares to Force your way into Quanzhen!

"Go, go tell me who dared to forcefully create the Quanzhen Sect!"

Long Yu stood up calmly, dressed in white clothes, and walked straight out the door in a poetic and picturesque way!

Seeing this, Zhao Zhijing followed closely behind, and the two of them soon arrived at the Quanzhen Council Hall!

"Humph, Qiu Chuji, I advise you to surrender to our Mongolian Kingdom, otherwise today will be the day when your Quanzhen Sect will be wiped out!"

A man held a folding fan in his hand and said with a gloomy expression.

Seeing that he was wearing fine clothes, everyone around him seemed to be headed by him, and he looked like a noble man!

The folding fan in his hand kept attacking Qiu Chuji's vital parts. , like a violent storm, continuous and continuous!

It is clearly visible that the opponent is actually a top-notch master and does not belong to the Seventh Master of Quanzhen!

"Humph, you are so arrogant!"

Qiu Chuji's face was as gloomy as water, and he snorted coldly. The long sword in his hand kept resisting the opponent's powerful attacks!

At this moment, Qiu Chuji looked at the dozens of masters on the opponent's side, almost all of whom were Mongolians, but his mind was elsewhere!

Now that Mongolia is becoming more and more powerful, The Song Dynasty has been occupied by weak officials all year round. Is it possible that the Mongols will attack the Song Dynasty again?

And this time, they are going to use the Quanzhen Sect to scare the monkeys!

While Qiu Chuji was deep in thought, a strong man slapped him. It hit him and made a loud noise!

Qiu Chuji retreated continuously, and after dozens of steps, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood!

"How dare you sneak attack, how shameless!"

Qiu Chuji's face turned red and he shouted coldly!

Seeing this, the strong man scratched his head. He didn't understand why the other party was not dead after being hit by him!

"Humph, it turns out that the seven Quanzhen disciples are all at this level, and there is not even a single super-class master in the Quanzhen sect. It seems that the Quanzhen sect has declined now! Huo

Du, who was holding a folding fan in his hand, smiled disdainfully, his tone full of sarcasm.

"Yes, the most powerful sect in the Central Plains can't even defeat my junior brother and me. It seems that there are no real masters in the so-called Central Plains martial arts!"

The strong man also echoed and said, his cultivation is also comparable to the Quanzhen Seventh Son!

Seeing the other party's mocking look, the Quanzhen Seventh Son was filled with anger and his face was as gloomy as water!

Especially Ma Yu, as the leader of the Quanzhen Sect Teacher , I am extremely hesitant at this moment!

Qiu Chuji, one of the dignified Seven Sons of Quanzhen, actually has no one who can beat a junior. Even if he ranks against others, it will be a shame to spread it to the world after he finally wins!

Speaking of the Quanzhen Sect's constant battle, this is how a dignified senior can deal with a junior. What if it's a peer?

The reputation of the Quanzhen Sect will probably plummet in an instant, and it will no longer be the largest sect in the world!

"How can we, the Quanzhen Sect, be the one to transform the foreign barbarians into a dignified person and make irresponsible remarks!"

While Ma Yu was hesitating, a clear and loud voice came from outside!

Then he saw a white figure walking several feet, as if shrinking to an inch, coming outside the hall!

Seeing this, everyone walked out one after another In the hall, they saw a man in white clothes, elegant and picturesque! The man walked without any trace of fireworks, with no flaw in his body, and his feet were silent!

Peerless master, when did the Quanzhen Sect have such a powerful person!

"The elder is here, the elder is here!"

On the Quanzhen Sect Square, hundreds of people were fighting continuously. When the Quanzhen Sect disciples saw Long Yu's arrival, they all looked ecstatic and shouted loudly.

"Haha, once the elder comes, I will be able to teach you all the way!"

Ma Yu and other Quanzhen Seventh Sons all stroked their long beards and said with smiles on their faces.

"Who are you to dare to provoke me!"

Huo Dou couldn't help but feel jealous when he saw the other party's magnanimity and peerless grace, and shouted loudly.

Hearing this, Long Yu ignored the other party at all, and just stood here upright, with sword intent radiating out!

"Back off!"

Suddenly an invisible force attracted the weapons in the opponent's hands, causing all the Mongolian weapons to fall out of their hands!

All the weapons were suspended, and they all came towards Long Yu, and shot heavily into the ground, deep into the ground. Embedded in it.

Suddenly, the sound of hundreds of swords and swords continuously emanated from the weapons, buzzing, clear and loud!

(Please give me a reward, please give me flowers, please give me a monthly ticket!)