The Ultimate Sword Master

"꺘...꺘Great Sage!"

Heifeng came over, scratched his big head and looked at Jian Qi, with a look of joy and disbelief on his face: "How did you come down? How is the situation up there? Can the Great Sage still hold on? I, Old Hei, have a lot I haven’t seen you in many 뎃!”

A series of questions.

The question gave Jian Qi a headache.

"next time."

He said perfunctorily: "I'll answer you next time!"

Heifeng curled his lips: "You said it last time, next time."

"Is something wrong?"

Jian Qi asked: "Isn't it all next time?"

For a while.

Hei Feng's shrewd mind was a little confused.

Jian Qi ignored him.

He turned his eyes, glanced not far away, and waved...several figures like paper figures immediately appeared on the scene. Without being suppressed by Master Yu You, they recovered in just a few breaths. To the original appearance!

boom!

Boom boom boom!

땢For a moment, the world shook slightly, with a faint dragon's roar. The originally exhausted spiritual energy between heaven and earth surged again, and the extinguished law of ten thousand ways also regained its vitality. In the blink of an eye, the world was restored again. 깊Normal operation!

"World Dragon Soul?"

"That's quite courageous!"

Jian Qi glanced at the distance, sighed, and looked at the sky again, feeling the strands of natural sword intention dormant in the source of the world, his face became solemn, and there was a bit more respect in his eyes.

"Who is the person who conforms to the great road and conforms to the will of the world?"

"I heard."

Heifeng scratched his head and said: "It's the ninth-generation swordsman of Xuantian Sword Sect, a man named Yun Jian... who is in love with the young master as his master and apprentice."

"This senior!"

Yuan Zhengyang suddenly bowed and made a big salute, looked at Jian Qi and begged: "Master, he has a very difficult life. Now... I wonder if you can do anything..."

"It's not whether I can do anything."

Jian Qi seemed to know what he wanted to say, shook his head and said: "It's just a matter of whether he is willing or not. He has no regrets, what regrets do you have?"

Yuan Zhengyang was startled.

He sighed lowly and said no more.

If Yun Jian was able to abandon this world and the Xuantian Sword Sect, how could he be able to conform to the Tao with his body back then?

"Yunjian눃..."

Jian Qi glanced at the sky and said with regret: "It's respectable! What a pity! What a pity! If he didn't take this path... he would be able to stand side by side with us in the future! Alas... In the eldest brother's tradition, there is no such thing as 깊What a despicable person!”

No one understood him.

No one can even understand how high his evaluation of Yunjian is!

Get rid of the black wind.

"꺘Great Sage!"

"I have to pour cold water on you!"

He shook his head, with a shrewd look on his honest expression: "Although what this fellow Taoist Yun has done is admirable, he is also your junior! But if it really comes down to success, it has to be our young master!"

"oh?"

Jian Qi glanced at him: "How can you see it?"

"One thing to say."

Heifeng suddenly lowered his voice and said mischievously: "I think the young master is very similar to you. He is modest, gentle, polite, kind-hearted... and has no bad habits at all!"

"Asshole!"

Jian Qi suddenly shouted angrily: "What will the man named Su think if he hears this? His son is not like me? How heartbreaking that would be!"

Suddenly.

He emphasized: "Don't tell the truth in the future!"

"Yes yes yes!"

There was fear in Heifeng's honest expression, and he hurriedly said: "It's because I, Old Hei, didn't think carefully. I will never say anything in the future!"

Everyone looked weird!

In just a few words, the image of Jian Qi's peerless power had completely collapsed, leaving only an abstraction.

Jian Qi doesn't know how others see him.

His eyes slowly turned, scanning over the returning people, and when they landed on Mei Yun, Mei Yun suddenly stared!

"What are you looking at?"

Jian Qi: "?"

Abstract 꺗Torrent!

With just one word, he accurately judged Mei Yun's acting style.

"Where's that old dwarf?"

Mei Yun glared at him, looked at the ephemeral spirit not far away, and asked doubtfully: "What is he doing?"

"Ancestor...die."

Die! ?

Gu Ci and others were shocked, and subconsciously looked at Jian Qi.

Only plum luck.

After realizing it later, he asked the dragonfly: "How did you die? When did you die? Who killed you?"

The dragonfly said nothing.

He glanced timidly at Jian Qi.

Although it was Shu Miaozi who did it, she could naturally tell that the sword definitely came from Jian Qi!

Mei Yun's expression was a little stiff.

"I'm sorry."

He looked at Jian Qi and said apologetically: "My voice is a bit loud, don't mind."

"There is no need to apologize."

Jian Qi smiled and said: "Kowtow, OK."

Mei Yun: "?"

boom!

His eyes turned red, and the world of the Nightmare Spirit opened wide behind him, with strange giant eyes, filled with black energy. There was also the Nightmare Spirit Gu Han with a hundred thousand Nightmare Spirit border troops waiting for him.

"You, dare to come in!"

Jian Qi raised his eyebrows.

"Mengzhong? Huangliang's orthodoxy?"

He seemed to see through Mei Yun's identity at a glance, and immediately put away his joking thoughts and sighed: "It seems that he didn't even have the last trace of regret... You didn't live up to his expectations."

Take a look at the world of nightmare spirits.

He nodded and affirmed: "To be able to find such a tricky and weird path, this dream method can be regarded as being carried forward by you."

"Come on."

With a sigh, he said, "After all, the Su guy owes him a favor. Since I'm here, I'll pay him back."

Mei Yun blinked, a little uncertain.

"You, are going to give me a benefit?"

"What else?"

"You won't lie to me, will you?"

"Absolutely not."

Jian Qi smiled and said, "And it will definitely be a huge benefit, a benefit you can't imagine!"

"Come on!"

"Come in and have a cup of tea!"

Mei Yun's mind moved, and the giant eyes and the nightmare spirit disappeared completely, and the nightmare world returned to normal again.

"Don't just stand there!"

With a glare, he yelled at the elf spirit, "Go and serve tea! Serve good tea!"

Elf spirit gritted her teeth in anger.

She suddenly regretted helping Mei Yun to plead for mercy in front of the immortal elf traveler.

"I like to drink tea."

"I like to drink new tea."

"As for the tea brewed by others, no need to worry!"

Jian Qi looked at Mei Yun and said with a smile: "Why don't you kowtow?"

Mei Yun: "???"

Jian Qi ignored him and looked at the elf spirit, saying meaningfully: "You said he was dead, yes, but not! After all, he is the body of the Taoist master. The practice method of your elf clan is special. One hundred and eight thousand deaths will give you one hundred and eight thousand thoughts..."

Speaking of this.

He suddenly grasped the long sword at his waist with his big hand, and pushed his thumb lightly, and a shocking sword light flashed!

The next moment.

Seven figures staggered and landed in front of everyone!