Three days before the end of rebirth

Only then did Wang Shuangkai fully understand why Chen Xinglie came to the inn intact.

Even the sword intent that burst out directly from Wanli Beiqiu Sword could not have any effect on Chen Xinglie.

How could the sword intent hidden in a mere bamboo slip hurt Chen Xinglie?

Wang Shuangkai was a little flustered and said in shock: "You...you can actually block the sword intention of the Supreme Elder!"

Chen Xinglie smiled calmly and said: "Surprise or not? Unexpected or not?"

Wang Shuangkai's tone was full of disbelief, and he said: "I, the Supreme Elder of Tushan Sect, have already reached the pinnacle of land immortal cultivation. This sword power is unstoppable to the land gods. You... how can you stop...

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Chen Xinglie raised his eyes, seemingly innocent, and said, "What a pity, I just blocked it. Aren't you very angry?"

gas?

Wang Shuangkai no longer cared about being angry.

He is just afraid.

He was so scared that even the hand holding the sword was shaking.

Wang Shuangkai's hand trembled, and he could no longer hold the Wanli Beiqiu Sword in his hand. The sword's edge trembled slightly, and even the buzzing sound of the sword had an ups and downs of vibrato.

Lin Daoyuan is on the street outside the door.

The leader of the Tushan Sect wanted to enter the house in a big way.

But now, when Lin Daoyuan heard what Wang Shuangkai said, he immediately stopped and his face turned pale.

Lin Daoyuan understood that everything Wang Shuangkai said was true, without any water, and every word was true. If he were not a master of land gods, with profound strength and firm soul, he would definitely not be able to stop Shang Qingkong's sword intention.

Based on this...

Those who can stop it must be the land gods.

Lin Daoyuan asked himself that he was no match for the land gods, and he knew how terrifying the land gods were, so he did not dare to enter the inn at all, and even regretted why he came here after hearing the sound of the sword.

You shouldn't have come.

Came here to die?

Lin Daoyuan stood fixedly in the street, not daring to go forward to the inn, and not daring to turn around and run away. After all, in Lin Daoyuan's mind, with the skill of the land immortal master, even if his back was turned to the street, Lin Daoyuan could detect where Lin Daoyuan was standing.

On the street.

Once the land immortal becomes murderous, there is no way to escape.

What a dilemma!

Only...

Just wait and see what happens.

Waiting for a chance to survive.

Lin Daoyuan stood in the street, thinking carefully.

"There is sword intent emanating from this person. Apparently, he blocked the Taishang Elder's sword intent with his own sword intent."

"This... this is not relying on the soul of the land immortal to resist the sword intention of Elder Shang, but using his own sword intention to suppress the sword intention of the Taishang... Perhaps, this person is on the way to the sword.

The realm is even higher than that of Supreme Elder Shang Qingkong!"

"However, why is the sword intention in this person not strong at all?"

Lin Daoyuan was suspicious, secretly feeling the sword intent escaping from the inn, and a picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

In the picture, the stars are bright and the night is dark.

A figure stood under the starry sky, isolated from the world, his face could not be seen clearly, and his temperament was noble and unworldly. This person waved his hand lightly, and infinite sword energy flew out from his sleeves, hanging in the void of the universe.

Tianhe!

"this!"

Lin Daoyuan bit the tip of his tongue and forced his mind away from the scene just now. He only felt a splitting headache, a trance, and extremely tired. His eyes were full of panic for the rest of his life, and he thought with trembling: "

So scary! So scary..."

The leader of the Tushan Sect simply does not understand that Chen Xinglie's sword intent comes entirely from the upper world, from the Empress. Such sword intent has little to do with Chen Xinglie's own cultivation strength. Lin Daoyuan's mind

Among them, the peerless master in that picture is not Chen Xinglie at all.

That's the empress!

In the upper realm, the unparalleled empress!

Snap.

Snap.

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Lin Daoyuan's face, and the beads fell to the ground.

The scene just now frightened Lin Daoyuan. He was dumbfounded and didn't even dare to take a breath.

Wang Shuangkai dared to breathe.

Not only did he dare to gasp, he also yelled.

"Impossible! I, the Supreme Elder of the Tushan Sect, have a cultivation level that reaches the heavens and the earth. How can you block the sword intent of the Supreme Elder!"

"There must be something wrong!"

"I want to communicate with the Supreme Elder who is far away in Tushan Sect, and she will control this sword personally. I will see how you die!"

Wang Shuangkai howled like crazy, slashed his palms with his sword, muttered words, and jumped around with weird footwork.

This look is like dancing to a master.

In fact, it is not much different from the dancing master.

The Great God Dance invites the gods to take over, while Wang Shuangkai invites the terrestrial god Shang Qingkong to control the Ten Thousand Miles of Sad Autumn Sword from the air.

Once Shang Qingkong is alarmed, there are probably not many people in this lower realm who can stop Shang Qingkong's sword.

Chen Xinglie asked himself if he could stop it.

Unless you take out the Talisman of Immortality, you are wearing the thickest armor and can withstand the most vicious beatings.

but……

Chen Xinglie couldn't bear to part with it. He put his palm into his sleeve and took out the chrysanthemum arrow charm. He thought to himself: "It seems that these 200 BOSS points cannot be saved."

At this moment, a figure flashed into the inn.

Snap!

Lin Daoyuan came flying over, slapped Wang Shuangkai on the face, and beat his apprentice to the ground, with his mouth full of blood.

The moment Li Qinglian and Chu Jingyue saw Lin Daoyuan, they felt like they were meeting each other, but they never thought that Lin Daoyuan would slap Wang Shuang directly.

What is going on?

Li Qinglian covered her mouth and was stunned.

Chu Jingyue was also confused and didn't know what to do.

"My disciple is ignorant, please forgive me." Lin Daoyuan ignored Wang Shuangkai who fell to the ground, and directly saluted Chen Xinglie. He bent down and lowered his head. The sweat beads on his forehead were illuminated by the sword light, and each one fell.

The reflection is a bit dazzling.

Chen Xinglie squinted his eyes and looked at the person in front of him.

The leader of Tushan Sect, Lin Daoyuan!

Chen Xinglie recognized this person's identity at a glance, but couldn't figure out why he was covered in cold sweat, so he pretended not to recognize him and asked, "Who are you?"

Lin Daoyuan replied: "I, Lin Daoyuan, am the master of the Tushan Sect and the master of this man on the ground."

Sect Master Lin calls himself "I," and his attitude is very low.

Chen Xinglie felt very strange.

Why is the dignified leader of the Tushan Sect so humble?

Chen Xinglie absolutely didn't believe it. Just because his tiger body shook, Lin Daoyuan was so frightened that he became silent, trembling, and sweating all over his body.

This is not scientific!

So, Chen Xinglie asked: "Is Sect Leader Lin scared?"

Lin Daoyuan's eyes trembled and he looked at Li Qinglian and Chu Jingyue standing aside.

This Sect Master Lin is simply not willing to embarrass himself in front of his disciples, and does not want to tell the reason.

Unfortunately, in this situation, Lin Daoyuan had to tell the truth, and could only whisper: "I don't know the heights of the world, but I tried to understand the wisp of sword intent leaked from the inn, and saw... Your Excellency waved his sword, and it was a sword.

Hanging on the Tianhe River, I was shocked... I was shocked to be a heavenly being..."