Sword Slaying The Heavens

Chen Fan's expression froze, and he stared coldly at the beam of light. At the same time, the Wu Ya Sword floating beside him trembled slightly, not because of fear, but because of anger.

But now it can only express emotions, but can't speak. Chen Fan doesn't know what it experienced hundreds of years ago, but from its angry emotions, it can be guessed that the owner of the fairy palace probably didn't do anything good.

Qin Xian'er and Mu Yunshui were pale, bit their pale lips, clenched their fists, feeling very uneasy.

The disciples of Chengxianzong also stopped and looked up at the vision in the sky. Immediately, everyone was in awe, showing awe and kneeling down, not out of fear, but awe and worship from the heart .

"The master of the fairy palace... The master of the fairy palace has finally descended to the earth. From the beginning to now, I have seen the portraits in the hall countless times. I never thought that I would be able to see the master of the immortal palace descend to the earth with my own eyes."

"This... this is a real fairy." Many people exclaimed.

"God bless me to become the Immortal Sect, the master of the Immortal Palace descends to earth, and all living beings must kneel, Chen Fan, hurry up and kneel." Someone was confident, pointing at Chen Fan and others in mid-air and shouting.

"Immortal mother, do you still dare to call yourself an immortal like this? If the old man has the peak cultivation of the year, I will slap you to death and become an immortal sect. It is stupid." The bald bird stared and cursed angrily.

"Bi Fang, do you still have the teleportation array? Take us away quickly." Mu Yunshui looked at the bald bird and said calmly.

"It's useless, he's already here, and he can grab us back from the teleportation void with just one hand." The bald bird shook his head and said, his face a little gloomy.

When Qin Xian'er and Mu Yunshui heard the words, their expressions were stunned for a moment. They were astonished that the master of the Immortal Palace was so powerful that he could interfere with the void with his hand, and the teleportation array had no effect.

There was a trace of sadness in the eyes of the two of them. Could it be that the last ray of hope is gone?

They looked at Chen Fan, the eyelashes in their beautiful eyes trembled slightly.

Chen Fan remained calm, staring ahead, his way of sword immortality was the same as it was hundreds of years ago, since he couldn't avoid it, he would face it without fear.

In the beam of light, that figure slowly descended, and Chen Fan could see his face clearly, it was a refined man, his face was as white as jade, his black hair was crystal clear, and there was a vast avenue in his eyes.

His eyes swept over every place in Chengxianzong, extremely plain, but wherever his eyes went, people felt like spring breeze, with a kind of gentleness, and at the same time awe, this is a kind of real powerhouse,

Without using any coercion, people want to surrender.

"No, this is definitely not the real body." At this moment, the bald bird suddenly frowned and said in a low voice.

Immediately, a trace of flame ignited in its eyes, which was the real fire of Burning Fire, watching the master of the fairy palace.

"It's just a spirit body, so I said how could the owner of the fairy palace come to this small place in person, but this spirit body... is still powerful, and we still have no power to fight against the existence of the god refining stage." The bald bird He shook his head and said without acting rashly.

But the elegant man suddenly glanced over, as if he heard the bald bird's words, he stared at it directly.

"Who are you?" The spirit body of the master of the fairy palace spoke, the voice was gentle and elegant, like the sound of nature, but full of air.

All the disciples of Chengxianzong were also surprised and looked at the bald bird. They didn't expect that the first sentence of the master of the fairy palace after coming down to earth was to ask an ugly bird wearing flowery underpants.

"Old man Bi Fang!" The bald bird narrowed its eyes and looked at the spirit body of the master of the fairy palace without losing the wind.

"Bi Fang? Bi Fang..." The spiritual body showed a trace of doubt, as if in deep thought.

The entire Chengxian Sect suddenly fell into silence, so quiet that even insects and birds did not sing. No one dared to speak, and even dared not take a breath. All the disciples knelt down.

"So it was you, didn't you die?" After a long time, the spirit body seemed to remember and asked.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone on the ground was shocked. The owner of the fairy palace actually knew this bird?

boom!

At the same time, a loud noise suddenly came from the direction of the back mountain, and then three figures appeared, swept out across the sky, and stopped directly on the ground, arching their hands together, bowing respectfully to the spirit body of the master of the fairy palace.

"See the Immortal Lord." All three of them are at the late stage of Jindan, and two of them are white-haired old men with vicissitudes of life, but their cultivation is the strongest, only a little weaker than the ancestor of Wanjianzong, there is no doubt , these two old men are the reason why Chengxianzong is still strong, they are the background.

The other person is a middle-aged man, who seems to have just entered the late stage of Jindan, and his cultivation is still being consolidated.

When Qin Xian'er saw the middle-aged man, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.

It is not difficult to see that this middle-aged man is the suzerain of Chengxian Sect, He Cangfeng.

The appearance of the three of them also caused the spirit body of the owner of the fairy palace to temporarily turn his attention away from the bald bird and look at the three of them.

"Immortal Lord, according to the patriarchal rules on the stone tablet, if the fierce sword breaks the seal, we will sacrifice the jade slip, please come down to earth." He Cangfeng said in awe.

"En!" The master of the Immortal Palace nodded slightly, and then his eyes suddenly swept over, staring at the Wuya Sword beside Chen Fan.

"A thousand years earlier than I expected, did something happen?" He looked at the Wuya Sword that had shed its rust, and frowned.

"Buzz!"

The Wuya Sword trembled more and more, and let out a sword cry. The anger was fully revealed, covering the entire Chengxianzong, with a majestic killing intent. Many Qi training disciples turned pale, and blood overflowed from their mouths.

Chen Fan was shocked that the Wuya Sword had grown to such a level, and it was far from its limit. No wonder the two strongmen from the Immortal Sect did not dare to act rashly. The master of the palace, but what he didn't expect was just a spirit body.

"If it's a thousand years from now, it might take some effort for me to subdue you, but right now, you're not yet ready!" The spirit body's expression turned slightly cold, and he raised his hand to strike a restraint, instantly restraining the Wuya sword.

The sound of Wuya Sword's sword sound was amplified, and he was very angry, but he did nothing. The restriction was very strong, and with a slight wave of the palm of the spirit body, Wuya Sword was directly taken away by him.

Seeing this, Chen Fan immediately drew his sword out of its sheath, stepped forward, and wanted to stop him, but the bald bird stretched out its wings and grabbed Chen Fan fiercely.

"Boy, don't mess around!" the bald bird said fearfully.

"That's my sword, no one can take it away." Chen Fan said coldly without fear.

The spirit body of the master of the Immortal Palace naturally heard this, glanced at him slightly, ignored him, and only regarded him as an ordinary mortal.

"If you want to be the master of this sword, you are not qualified." At the end, a cold sound transmission suddenly came from Chen Fan's mind, it was the spirit body of the master of the fairy palace.

Hearing this, Chen Fan's eyes suddenly became cold, and murderous intent gushed out from the sky.