My Master is Super Strong But Too Steady

"It's no wonder the Holy Master is so calm. It turns out that the ancestor's strength is so tyrannical. With this ancestor here, let's see who dares to covet my Xuantian Holy Land!" Excited look.

Holy Master Xuantian smiled without saying a word, his expression seemed calm, but his heart was equally shocked.

Junior brother Ye can instantly kill the Holy King now?

Isn't this cultivation progress too fast?

Holy Master Xuantian glanced towards the direction of Qingyun Peak from the corner of his eye, seeing Ye Chen's master and apprentice hanging in the air like everyone else, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Junior Brother Ye is so strong and steady, and even made a puppet to show his face, which is inconspicuous.

The Holy King came, and the elders of the main peaks all came out. If Qingyun Peak continued to close the mountain for retreat, it would arouse suspicion.

Really stable as an old dog!

The figure of Patriarch Yunxiao appeared next to Holy Master Xuantian at some point, looking into the depths of Xuantian Holy Land, he murmured to himself in doubt: "I don't know which Patriarch it is..."

The brilliance in Xuantian Holy Master's eyes flowed, and he smiled lightly: "Patriarch Yunxiao doesn't need to think too much, just know that my Xuantian Holy Land has a patron saint."

Patriarch Yunxiao said with a smile: "That's right, no matter which patriarch it is, they are the patron saints of my Xuantian Holy Land!"

Yu Ling's eyes were also full of shock. The strength of the Holy King Mingze was even more terrifying than the Holy King who killed his Yu family back then, but he was killed by the master's sword. The master is really too powerful!

Yu Ling glanced at Ye Chen next to him, and murmured in his heart, it seems that the person next to him is the incarnation of Master's puppet again, and the one who just shot is the real body!

Zi Fengtian subconsciously looked at the location of Qingyun Peak, and when he saw the sword that killed the Holy King appear, he immediately suspected that it was Zi Menghan's master who made the move.

Zi Menghan's congenital waste body appearance is unrivaled, and there must be an expert behind him. If this invincible holy king is her master, then it makes sense.

However, when Zi Fengtian saw Ye Chen and Yu Ling standing in mid-air, he frowned slightly and asked Holy Master Xuantian, "Holy Master Xuantian, are those two disciples of Qingyun Peak? didn't show up?"

Holy Master Xuantian looked back at Ye Chen, and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Ye is the peak master of Qingyun Peak, and his disciple is next to him. Qingyun Peak suffered a catastrophe decades ago, and now there are only a few of them." personal,

Several of Junior Brother Ye's disciples have gone out, and the entire Qingyun Peak is temporarily occupied by the two of them. "

That is Zi Menghan's master?

There was a look of surprise in Zi Fengtian's eyes, and he secretly said in his heart that Jiumei, the master, is not very old, and she can barely be regarded as a genius with a cultivation base of great energy. Since he has appeared in midair, naturally he is not The person who took the shot, it seems that the invincible holy king is really a certain ancestor of Xuantian Holy Land.

Zi Fengtian dispelled the doubts in his heart, but he was very sure that Zi Menghan's transformation had something to do with that invincible holy king.

"Since I'm Jiumei's master, I'll visit her later." Zi Fengtian said with a smile.

The moment Zi Fengtian looked at Ye Chen, Ye Chen suddenly raised his eyebrows. In his eyes, he clearly saw a black edge between Zi Fengtian and himself.

Ye Chen looked at this black border line and understood the whole story.

It turned out that the information that the Great Sun Demon Clan was able to find Xuantian Holy Land so quickly was the information that Zi Fengtian leaked to the Great Sun Demon Clan!

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in them.

"Buzz!"

A big hand covering the sky condensed out of thin air, as if it was composed of thousands of avenues, containing the power of heaven and earth, and slapped straight towards Zi Fengtian.

Zi Fengtian felt that the divine power of his whole body was imprisoned, and the blue veins on his forehead were throbbing wildly. He felt like he was on the verge of death. He couldn't even touch the holy seal between his eyebrows. Exclaimed: "Senior, spare your life..."

"boom!"

Zhetian's big hand slapped Zi Fengtian to the outside of the Xuantian Holy Land, and smashed down a thousand-foot mountain not far away.

Zi Fengtian struggled to get up, his face was pale, he was coughing up blood, his breath was scattered, and his eyes were full of horror.

That slap just now forcibly knocked him back from the Taoist Realm to the Great Power Realm!

Everyone was stunned by this scene, and no one expected that the ancestor of swordsmanship would suddenly attack Zi Fengtian!

"Why did the senior take action against the junior? Could it be that he wanted to start a war with my Emperor Ziwei?" Zi Fengtian asked with grief and indignation.

"Sword Comes"

Everyone was also very curious, wondering where Zi Fengtian had offended that ancestor.

A mental wave of indifference came from the depths of Xuantian Holy Land: "Secretly leaking secrets to the Great Sun Demons, do you really think it's seamless? Leaving your life is already enough to give you Emperor Ziwei's face! Why don't you go away?"

Everyone was stunned. It turned out that the holy king of the Great Sun Demon Clan was attracted by Zi Fengtian!

Let the background of Xuantian Holy Land be exposed, it's not bad that the invincible holy king didn't kill Zi Fengtian!

Zi Fengtian heard the words, knowing that he was not wronged, he didn't even dare to say harsh words, he cupped his hands in the direction of the Xuantian Holy Land, and turned into a royal dragon shadow and quickly walked away.

Seeing this, many outstanding talents from the Taiyuan Academy who followed Zi Fengtian felt very embarrassed, and they all bid farewell to the Xuantian Holy Lord, and quickly left the Xuantian Holy Land.

The corners of Ye Chen's mouth raised slightly, Zi Fengtian, that hypocrite still wanted to visit him, now he is clean!

Many famous Tianjiao in the Eastern Wasteland also bid farewell to the Holy Lord Xuantian. Most of them came with bad intentions, and there were also a few holy soldiers from the Holy Land who belonged to the Holy Child who had been dispatched, let alone dared to stay here. Leave, lest I be liquidated.

As for the method of refining the divine weapon of destiny, how can anyone dare to mention it again?

Even if Xuantian Holy Land really had such a secret method, who would dare to snatch it?

At this moment, the Holy Son of Wanjian suddenly cupped his fists towards the Holy Master Xuantian and said, "Holy Master Xuantian, my ancestor Xingyao from the Holy Land of Wanjian came to help with the holy sword of red lotus, and the ancestor even took his life , There is hard work without credit! I hope that you Xuantian Holy Land can return the Red Lotus Sacred Sword!"

"Heh! You took advantage of the fire to loot the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords, how dare you want the holy sword?"

"This guy only cheated his ancestors. He once cheated his protector Kurong Sword Emperor, and now he cheated Venerable Xingyao. He dared to ask for the holy sword at this time. He is really shameless!"

"People don't want to be skinny, they are invincible!"

"Bah! Why isn't this guy getting out?"

...

Many elders and disciples of Xuantian Holy Land couldn't help shouting and cursing. They all knew that Venerable Xingyao brought the Red Lotus Holy Sword to take advantage of the fire, and the Holy Son Wanjian was still here shamelessly begging for it. The holy sword made them all angry.

The face of the Wanjian Shengzi was green and red, but he still looked at the Xuantian Holy Master persistently.

After all, the Red Lotus Holy Sword is too important to the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords. Although the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords has other backgrounds of suppressing holy soldiers, the Holy Red Lotus Sword must be recovered!

The Holy Master Xuantian's eyes fell on Saint Son Wanjian, and he said strangely: "Whoever took your holy sword away, you can ask whoever wants it! What does it have to do with my Xuantian Holy Land?"

Shengzi Wanjian's face was ashen, and he said in a deep voice: "Holy Master Xuantian, the Holy Red Lotus Sword was taken away by the Holy King Mingze, and the Holy King Mingze was beheaded by your ancestors of the Xuantian Holy Land. I fell into your Xuantian Holy Land, I hope you can return to the original owner!"

The Holy Master Xuantian said lukewarmly: "The Holy King Mingze invaded my Xuantian Holy Land and was beheaded. All the items he left behind are the spoils of our Xuantian Holy Land. What has it to do with your Ten Thousand Swords Holy Land?"

"Holy Master Xuantian, you can't..." Shengzi Wanjian was extremely angry.

"roll!"

The Holy Master Xuantian interrupted the shout of the Holy Son Wanjian indifferently.

Still want the Red Lotus Holy Sword?

dream!

"snort!"

Shengzi Wanjian snorted angrily, and quickly flew to the place where the body of the Holy King Mingze fell. He wanted to retrieve the Red Lotus Holy Sword himself, but found that the huge body of the three-legged Mowu had long since disappeared. I can't feel the breath at all.

The seven orifices of Wanjian Shengzi were smoking, knowing that the red lotus holy sword could not be retrieved from Xuantian Holy Land, amidst the ridicule of many elders and disciples in Xuantian Holy Land, it turned into a sword light and disappeared into the sky.

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