Turns Out I’m a Great Cultivator

"What? Palm Sword Cliff?! Did I hear that right?"

"No way, even the people from Zhang Jian Cliff are here. When did the Zheng family become so famous?"

"This is a super sect. Not to mention the Zheng family, no matter what family they are, they can't compare to others!"

"Amazing, amazing!"

"Could it be that the ancestor of the Zheng family has received Zhang Jian Ya's eyes in a different light? This is about getting rich!"

In an instant, the whole place was in an uproar.

Everyone looked shocked, and couldn't help but stand up, looking in the direction of the door with awe.

There were three people in total who came, wearing Zhangjian Cliff's unique and powerful clothes, carrying long swords on their backs, walking with great grace, and the scenery was endless.

Although their cultivation level is only at the quasi-sage level, all the Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian in the audience will smile at them, not daring to offend them in the slightest.

After all, their backstage is someone everyone in the audience needs to look up to.

The arrival of Zhang Jian Ya naturally raised the atmosphere of the whole place to the highest level, and he was directly arranged to sit in the super VIP seat.

Just when everyone stood up to say hello with anxiety, there was only one person who still sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, just drinking and eating quietly without any fluctuation.

This person is naturally Jiang Liu.

Not to mention that he has a bad relationship with Zhangjianya, even if he has a good relationship, he will not degrade himself because of Zhangjianya, because his backstage is much stronger than Zhangjianya!

I am a woodcutter who chops wood for the master!

Facing the attention of everyone, the three disciples of Zhangjianya took it calmly. They were already used to it and sat down in a swaggering manner.

"It's strange. Didn't the great elder say that the induction came from around here? Why, after searching for a long time, there are no clues."

"Take your time, no matter who it is, it's impossible to avoid being tracked by my Zhang Jian Ya!"

"I just happened to see the excitement here, so I took a rest and saw if I could find anything."

They chatted in low voices, their words full of condescension and arrogance.

"But that guy is so arrogant. He knew we were disciples of Zhangjian Cliff and didn't get up to greet us. He was so bold!"

"People like this usually don't live long. Judging from his aura, he seems to be a swordsman."

"Eh? There's something wrong with that sword of his!"

People from other factions were no longer interested in chatting, and their attention was all attracted by the disciples of Zhangjianya, speculating on their relationship with the Zheng family.

"Who is that guy? It's too much for the disciples to get up when facing Zhangjian Cliff."

"Young and frivolous, he has unknowingly offended people he cannot afford to offend. His future is worrying."

"Look, the disciple from Zhangjianya got up and walked over! That monk is in trouble."

Everyone saw this scene and held their breath.

The young leader among the three disciples was a monk with a round face and an aquiline nose. He had a smile on his face but a golden light in his eyes. He said, "Fellow Taoist, your sword is pretty good. Lend it to us." ?”

Jiang Liu took a sip of wine, then spat out, "Get out!"

Just one word, but it made the atmosphere in the whole room drop to freezing point in an instant, almost solidifying!

People who eat melons feel that their brains are not enough, and they only have two words to evaluate Jiang Liu - crazy!

The round-faced monk sneered, his eyes shining like lightning, "Fellow Taoist, the sword in your hand looks like something from my sword cliff, so you'd better confirm it for us!"

"Otherwise, when my eighth swordsman from Sword Cliff comes to join us, he won't be as easy to talk to as us!"

"What? The Eighth Swordsman will come again?"

"This monk is too fierce. No wonder the disciples of Bu Niao Zhang Jian Ya may actually have conflicts with each other."

"You can't really take something from Zhang Jian Cliff, right? It's over."

"If he doesn't run away quickly, he will definitely die when the eighth sword servant comes!"

Everyone was frightened and full of fear.

In recent times, Zhangjianya has been the most popular, and the top ten swordsmen of Zhangjianya are as famous as internet celebrities in God's Domain.

The five great swordsmen joined forces and leapfrogged the ranks to kill a powerful person in the realm of heaven. This result was enough to be recorded in the annals of history!

There is an insurmountable gap between the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal realm and the Heavenly Dao realm. Theoretically, the life source of the powerful people in the Heavenly Dao realm cannot be obliterated by the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal. However, the top ten swordsmen have set a precedent, which is simply created. Miracle.

Although it is said that they are joining forces, there is no doubt that if they are taken out individually, they are definitely the strongest among the Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian. They are almost invincible at the same level and are not comparable to ordinary Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian.

How could you not be shocked when you heard that such a big shot was coming?

Jiang Liu still didn't even look at them, and said calmly: "You are not qualified to talk to me. Let's wait until the eighth sword servant comes. Now...get out of here!"

At this moment, an old man rushed from outside in a hurry, with a complex expression, both excited and worried.

He is the initiator of this banquet, the ancestor of the Zheng family, Zheng Yunhe.

He was excited when he heard that the people from Zhangjian Cliff had arrived. Then he heard that something happened at the banquet, and naturally he had a headache.

"Zheng Yunhe, a poor Taoist, has met the master disciple of Zhangjian Cliff and met this fellow Taoist."

Zheng Yunhe saluted, then quickly smoothed things over and said to Jiang Liu: "Fellow Taoist, these three are disciples of Zhangjianya. They are powerful enough to kill the great masters in the realm of heaven. You might as well bring your elders to him." Show them the sword, I believe this must be a misunderstanding."

Jiang Liu said: "One more thing, don't blame me for taking action!"

The round-faced monk was full of arrogance and said in a cold voice: "It seems that this is the sword we hold at Sword Cliff! I will give you one last chance. Hand it over now, and then kneel down and kowtow to beg for mercy. I can still spare your life." !”

Jiang Liu silently raised his hand and patted them gently!

"boom!"

In the void, a palm print was pushed out horizontally, directly hitting the three Palm Sword Cliff disciples, and blasting them away from the Zheng family's door.

"puff!"

The three disciples actually lay on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. All the bones in their bodies seemed to be falling apart, and they could barely stand up.

They looked at the door of Zheng's house and did not dare to go in, but the resentment and coldness in their eyes reached the extreme.

Everyone in the Zheng family gasped, and their hearts skipped a beat.

"Who is this monk? He doesn't give Zhangjianya any face. Aren't he afraid of death?"

Zheng Yunhe raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, feeling nervous.

He certainly couldn't afford to offend Zhang Jian Ya, and he couldn't do anything about Jiang Liu. He could only pray that Chi Yu would not be harmed.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Only Jiang Liu was still eating, while the others had already lost their mood.

At this moment, a figure in the distance suddenly appeared. As soon as it appeared in the field of vision, the figure disappeared again. After a closer look, it turned out that Yu Jian was already approaching.

This man was dressed in dark green robes, his face was as sharp as a knife, with sharp edges and corners, and his eyes were as sharp as swords, making people afraid to look at him.

A frighteningly powerful aura was faintly emitted, forming an almost invisible storm of momentum with unparalleled pressure.

The three round-faced monks immediately said respectfully: "I have seen the Eighth Sword Attendant!"

The Eighth Swordsman's eyes narrowed and he said, "Who hurt you?"

Immediately, the round-faced monk said with hatred: "He is a swordsman who does not know how to live or die. We suspect that he has what we are looking for!"

The Eighth Sword Attendant stepped forward, with the sound of wind rolling around him, and said with a cold face to the door of the Zheng family: "Anyone who hurts my Zhangjianya disciple, come out and die!"

The sound was like thunder, mixed with sharp sword energy, which stung people's eardrums and made them terrified.

Someone said with a trembling voice, "Here we come, the Eighth Swordsman is really here!"

"It's so powerful. The sword power in this voice alone, if he intends to explode, is enough to easily kill everyone here except Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!"

"The name of the Cliff Sword Master is well-deserved. I'm afraid that even if he is not a single powerful person in the realm of heaven, he is not far away!"

Everyone was amazed and stood up with solemn expressions.

Zheng Yunhe looked at Jiang Liu who was still eating his meal carelessly, and couldn't help but remind him: "Fellow Taoist, the disciples of Zhangjianya are waiting for you outside."

Jiang Liu said calmly: "Let him wait, I'll talk about it after eating."

Zheng Yunhe's face was full of bitterness, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and finally walked out of the door anxiously, and respectfully told the Eighth Sword Attendant.

The Eighth Sword Attendant stood at the door with a calm face and just said: "It doesn't matter, the dying person deserves a good meal!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes.

It was also at this moment that an indescribable aura began to emerge around him, causing everyone to look over and feel a sense of trance, as if there was a gap in the space around him.

The surrounding atmosphere became extremely depressing in an instant, as if countless long swords were floating around, ready to attack at any time.

Someone looked at the Eighth Swordsman and said in horror: "Our eyes seem to be cut open around him!"

A well-informed old man said in shock, "He is gathering momentum!"

The foundation of sword cultivation is the word "shi".

The sword is like its heart, unstoppable!

He is slowly compressing the anger and murderous intent in his heart, and constantly settling in the momentum, just like a long sword hidden in a scabbard. Once it is unsheathed, it will be unstoppable!

The more momentum you accumulate, the stronger the power!

That kid actually has time to eat, is he really prepared to die?

After a cup of tea, Jiang Liu Shi Shiran came out and looked at the eighth sword attendant. He was not sharp, but he was not inferior at all. There was a sharpness in his calmness!

The Eighth Sword Attendant noticed the long sword in Jiang Liu's hand at a glance, and felt the immeasurable sword power contained in it. He immediately raised his brows and said, "It is indeed the little thief who took the treasure from my sword cliff. Prepare to die!"

"Come and get it if you can."

Jiang Liu looked at him with a smile and said, "Someone said it was time for my sword to be sharpened, so I came out. You are honored to be the first person to sharpen my sword!"

He didn't expect to meet the person holding the sword cliff here, but he skipped a lot of the process and went straight to the topic and entered the sword sharpening process.

Everyone's eyes widened. They thought Jiang Liu was already crazy, but they didn't expect that Jiang Liu could be even crazier.

To actually regard the person holding Sword Cliff as a whetstone is too arrogant. Who gave him the courage?

Who is he?

The Eighth Sword Attendant smiled and said disdainfully, "I will be your first and my last, because after this battle, you will become a dead man!"

Both of them are sword cultivators, and both of them are equally sharp!

Next, there was a period of silence.

As the two sides confronted each other, their momentum continued to rise, and a powerful air flow spread out, just like sword energy overflowing, sharp and edgeless, forming an invisible arena.

At a certain moment, the eighth sword servant narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to point at Jiang Liu.

The long sword behind him flew away in response, bringing with it a burst of strong sword light, which made people dazzled, like lightning piercing the night sky. Suddenly, it had already arrived in front of Jiang Liu's face!

Before the sword arrived, the powerful sword light had already cut through everything, splitting the clouds in the sky in half. A large lake behind Jiang Liu was split into two by the force of the sword, leaving a vacuum in the middle and giant lakes on both sides. The waves soared into the sky and the water vapor flew up, making it a spectacular sight.

Jiang Liu raised his hand and the long sword came out of his body!

He slashed straight at the long sword in front of him!

"clang!"

The sword energy rolled back and enveloped the surrounding areas.

The Eighth Sword Attendant's sword was split open!

However, the Eighth Sword Attendant flew up into the air, caught the sword, and slashed with it again!

This sword split the space, bringing out all kinds of strange phenomena of wind, fire, thunder and lightning. The power of the law is so vast, like the power of the world manifested, it is enough to swallow everything!

Jiang Liu held a long sword in his hand and stepped forward calmly. With his eyes focused, he also slashed out with his sword and faced the attack!

His sword was like a stream of light falling into the sky. It was not fancy, it fell straight into the mortal world!

The two swords collided, and the endless sword energy enveloped the two people, forming a ball of sword energy that surrounded them endlessly.

Under their feet, the ground cracked open, cracks spread, and the vibrations continued.

"So strong, really strong!"

"It's natural that the Eighth Sword Attendant is powerful. I didn't expect that monk to be so powerful. No wonder he's so crazy."

"Sword cultivators are indeed known for their destructive power. They are so powerful that even a trace of sword energy is enough to pierce through everything!"

"This is a battle of sword cultivators. Who is this person? He can actually challenge Zhang Jian Ya."

"Have you noticed that his sword moves are so simple? It feels like... just chopping firewood."

Everyone stared at their battle with their eyes wide open and full of shock to Jiang Liu.

At this moment, a monstrous sword intent burst out, surging from the Eighth Sword Attendant's body, vast and endless.

Surrounding him, a storm of sword energy formed, turning into a whirlwind, spinning at extremely fast speeds!

This is a whirlwind composed of terrifying sword energy. It contains the ultimate destructive power and can sweep everything and annihilate everything!

"Cut the sky to pieces!"

The Eighth Sword Attendant roared, his eyes were red, containing boundless killing intent. He held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and the surrounding space was cut into pieces.

The endless whirlwind gathered on his long sword, as if he was holding a whirlwind sword that stretched up to the sky and slashed at Jiang Liu!

"Hoo ho ho!"

The wind howled.

The crowd of people watching, even the great master of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian realm, felt his cheeks rising. Even with a defensive shield, his cheeks were actually cut open by the overflowing wind!

However, they had no time to care about themselves and stared at Jiang Liu with their eyes wide open.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jiang Liu's movements still didn't change much. He held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and there was only a shallow layer of brilliance on the sword. The sword was like a rainbow, and he slashed straight at the whirlwind sword!