The Strongest Devouring Upgrade

Lu Pingan had known for a long time that Yan Laoba had extremely high prestige and respect in Yunjianmen and Fengjian City.

But at the same time, he also knew very well that a top sect with tens of thousands of people like the Cloud Sword Gate could not truly be united in peace.

The contention between power and position, overt and secret intrigue, will inevitably happen, it's just the difference of degree.

Even for people like Yan Laoba, it is estimated that there will be people who hold different views, and it is not entirely a respectful attitude.

Some people object, and some people can't understand it. This is a normal situation. Even the emperor is not really convinced by everyone.

But Lu Ping'an couldn't think of it. Under such a grand welcome scene, the entire Yunjianmen were watching, and some people dared to run over and deliberately embarrassed Yan Laoba. What a grudge?

What surprised Lu Pingan even more was that the group of high-level people in the front of the Cloud Sword Gate did not say anything to stop him.

Even Yan Laoba himself has a calm face and is extremely calm.

Judging from Lu Ping's understanding of Yan Laoba, how could he react a little unhappy in this situation.

But it looks a little strange now.

However, Lu Ping'an had a thought, but he didn't change his expression on the surface. The affairs between these big men were not something that a junior of him could intervene.

Unless someone wants to do something with Yan Laoba, Lu Ping'an will do something, otherwise, he can only watch quietly from the side.

After a while, Old Yan said: "Xiao Tao, is this interesting?"

The black-robed old man said coldly: "Don't come to this set. If you say you are Yanshiba, you have to prove it."

At this time, Zhu Xian came out.

He was dressed in white, with a dusty temperament, and he looked like he was in his 50s and 60s. Just looking at his face gave people a gentle and kind feeling.

"Brother, why bother? You know he is..."

The black-robed old man said unceremoniously: "Master head, I don't know. There must be many people like me in the entire Cloud Sword Sect. They are not clear. There are some things that everyone must understand. Row."

Yan Laoba was not at all displeased, as if he was looking at a naughty junior, and smiled: "Don't you just want to prove it? Okay, then I will show you the proof."

As soon as the voice fell, the black-robed old man said: "Magic artifacts can be imitated, and only blood is the most powerful proof of identity for practitioners."

When Elder Niu informed Menzong before, of course he had mentioned the two things, the half-jin sword and the Wanxiang pot.

The black-robed old man has an extraordinary status, and he must have known about it a long time ago. Now he said this specifically to question its authenticity first.

The most important thing is that he guessed that Yan Laoba, who had regained a new body, did not have blood, so he wanted to use this point as an example.

These do not make much sense to the senior sect members, but to other sects, it sounds like a little reasonable.

Old Yan laughed without saying a word, still calling out a half catty sword...

The black-robed old man snorted coldly, and said, "Even if it is a heavenly sword, it may not necessarily be the one of Yanshiba."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Laoba raised his hand and let the half-jin sword fly upward, and with a swish, it rose into the sky, dragging a white air current trajectory in the air.

No one knew what Yan Laoba wanted to do, but all eyes were on the half-jin sword.

Afterwards, everyone was surprised to find that the half catty sword actually rushed towards the more than 10,000 flying swords in the sky!

Someone started to feel nervous and wanted to take back their flying sword.

Because whether the half-jin sword is true or false, the rank is definitely not wrong, if you really want to be hit by the sky-rank sword head-on, the sword will surely destroy people!

But at this moment, I only heard Zhu Xian say: "Don't move around, keep it as it is."

Hearing that, those talents have settled down a bit, and the headmaster has spoken, there is always no danger.

But obviously no one has performed unnecessary manipulations of their flying swords, just let them float in the air, but strange things have happened...

From a distance, a half catty sword looked extremely small compared to ten thousand flying swords.

However, when Banjin Sword rushed from the front, the rest of the flying swords took the initiative to separate to the sides, giving Banjin Sword free space for flight!

One sword flies into the sky, ten thousand swords retreat!

This kind of scene is even more spectacular than the previous ten thousand swords.

In an instant, everyone in Jiufeng exclaimed.

The key is that this is not controlled by anyone, and today's Yan Laoba does not have such a realm power.

It looks like the animal herd has seen the beast king, and the subjects have seen the king. There seems to be a distinction between sword and sword!

There is no doubt that the half-jin sword is the king of the sword that makes Wan Jian surrender!

Moreover, this is not something high-ranking can do, it can only be done if there is some important connection.

Immediately, the half catty sword flew in a straight line, and quickly flew high above the sky. It was located at the top of ten thousand flying swords. There was a kind of majestic aura that commanded the heroes!

And every one of those ten thousand swords is a sword of the master, and even carries the master's mind and spiritual power in it.

Now those swords are all affected by Banjin Sword, and the owner's mind has also undergone subtle changes, and he is in awe of Banjin Jianxin!

Although many people don't understand what is going on, they already have their own judgments about the identity of Yan Laoba.

In addition to the head, who can do such an incredible thing?

What's more, as the head of the previous post, Yan Laoba can still affect the sword of the Cloud Sword Gate, and the ability to display magical skills can prove the authenticity of his identity!

The black-robed old man had thought about a lot, he could deny and question the reasons for Yan Laoba, but seeing this scene, he was silent.

He never expected that Yan Laoba, who had been away from the Sect for two hundred years and now had no blood and no cultivation skills, could still do such a thing!

Lu Pingan, who was on the side, had already been stunned. He knew that the sword rank of half a catty was extremely high, and when the sword power was fully deployed, it was enough to shake the world, but the scene in front of him still caused a strong impact and shock. Endless.

But Yan Laoba still had a plain face, and asked the black robe old man: "How?"

The black-robed old man still said in a cold tone: "Even if you are really Yan Eighteen, I will not welcome you back to the mountain."

After speaking, the black-robed old man turned into a black shadow, flew away from the field, and headed towards a certain peak.

Lu Pingan was taken aback by this, and thought to himself, that's it all?

Didn't even say an apology, and clearly did not welcome Yan Laoba to return to Menzong?

What made Lu Ping'an incomprehensible was that the head Zhuxian didn't say anything, and Yan Laoba didn't seem to blame the black-robed old man, so...Where is he holy?

At this time, Zhu Xian said, "Uncle, I will apologize to you on behalf of my brother."

Yan Laoba waved his hand and said, "No need. He actually doesn't care whether I can prove my identity. This is just to vent the dissatisfaction in my heart and to express my attitude and position. It is not hurtful, and I don't need to care. Let everyone go, it’s not interesting to make such a big show."

After speaking, Yan Laoba stretched out his hand and retracted half a catty of sword first.

"Scatter!"

With an order from Zhu Xian, Wan Jian returned to the peak.

All the doormen standing on the mountain, after retracting their swords, dispersed separately, leaving only the group who flew over with Zhu Xian at the beginning.

Lu Pingan had heard before that they were all people who called Yan Laoba as uncles. They must be some peak masters or elders with extremely high qualifications.

Then, Zhu Xian glanced at the elder Niu, the man in white, and the man in blue who were standing next to him, but did not rush to speak.

Old Yan said: "You can handle this little matter yourself."

Zhu Xian nodded, and said to Elder Niu and others: "Go back first, and deal with you later."

"Yes!"

Elder Niu responded and hurriedly returned to the peak with the two men in white clothes.

Then, the eyes of Zhu Xian and those high-ranking sect sects fell on Lu Ping'an.

"My apprentice, Lu Pingan."

Yan Laoba gave a direct introduction, and then said to Lu Ping'an: "Apprentice, these are your brothers, why don't you call someone?"

Lu Ping'an was stunned, looking at these big figures who were at least two hundred years old and with unfathomable realm strength, they arched their hands stiffly, but the tone was extremely solemn, saying, "Well, you brothers. !"