Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 970 Twenty Slaps

The person who came was none other than the Ghost Sword Saint.

With a sneer on his face, there seemed to be countless ghosts roaring around him, even reflecting the dead souls of the Great Xuanzong.

He and Xuan Qing have a great feud for exterminating the clan, so naturally they don't want to see each other become holy, and add a big enemy to themselves in the future, this is the best opportunity.

Indeed, Xuan Qing's aura was trembling crazily due to the appearance of the ghost sword saint at this time, faintly showing signs of collapse.

"That ghost sword saint dared to speak out against people's mood at the most critical moment, it is really hateful!"

"That's right, it's fine to play tricks on weekdays, but this catastrophe of sanctification really makes me unable to mess with it! Could it be that he is so arrogant in the Great Holy Land?"

Seeing the ghost sword saint, those strong men became angry one by one.

If it weren't for the fear of the saint's strength, someone would have taken action long ago.

But Ghost Sword Saint didn't care at all, just about to speak again, a stern voice suddenly sounded, saying: "Is the three major sword sects so unbearable? It's really shameful to play with these despicable methods."

"It's you again, brat, who dares to speak nonsense in front of me. I really don't know how to write the word courting death."

The ghost sword sage looked at Lu Feng, his palms were full of holy energy, but he finally endured it.

"Holy? You deserve the word!"

Lu Feng flashed in the void, and said with a sarcasm on his face.

"If it wasn't within the holy city, my three major sword sects would have already torn you to pieces. How could you still be as sharp-tongued as you are today?"

Ghost Sword Saint's eyes were particularly gloomy, so he shouted loudly again, disturbing Xuan Qing's state of mind again.

Lu Feng stared at Ghost Sword Saint with his dark eyes, and then looked at the sky, showing a strange smile: "Are you sure you're not looking for death?"

Ghost Sword Sage smiled lightly and said, "I didn't do anything, I just congratulated Xuan Qing on her sanctification in advance."

"No noise is allowed in the holy city, and anyone who interferes with other people's sanctification, no matter who it is, give it a shot first!"

With a flash of blue light, it was the ancestor of the sword spirit who appeared. He looked at the ghost sword saint coldly, and then a slap of the holy spirit directly landed on the latter's face.

Snapped!
Loud applause resounded immediately, and Ghost Sword Saint turned around, with a hot slap mark on his face.

Moreover, half of his face was almost sunken.

As a strong man in the holy realm, he was slapped in public, glaring at the ancestor of the sword spirit, and growled: "What is the meaning of this!"

"If you still dare to make noise, give it another slap!"

The ancestor of the sword spirit shook his big hand. In this holy city, he can mobilize infinite power, even to freeze the space around the ghost sword saint, and to leave a slap mark on the other side of his face.

The faces on both sides are sunken and appear extremely symmetrical.

"Ancestor Sword Spirit, why are you doing this? Even though my Ghost Sword is out of line, I am still a dignified saint, yet you humiliate me like this!"

The ghost sword sage got up, almost roaring.

Seeing this, the sword spirit patriarch looked even colder, and said: "In front of me, you still have room to speak. If you ask why, just ask Mu Beitian, and you will know why."

No matter how good-tempered he is, there is still a fire in his heart.

The three major sword sects sent a saint to Qinglian Holy Realm, but he didn't know that this was slapping himself in the face in public.

If Lu Feng hadn't tried his best to turn the tide and almost caused a catastrophe, naturally he wouldn't have given the Saints of the Three Great Sword Sects a good look.

boom!
As soon as his voice fell, his figure flashed, and he stretched out his hands together, pa pa pa pa, and slapped the Ghost Sword Saint's eighteen palms again and again.

Each palm contains monstrous holy land, which is extremely loud.

When the slaps were finished, the ghost sword sage could no longer see the human form, and all his teeth had been spat out along with blood.

Such viciousness made everyone look at each other in blank dismay. The ancestor Sword Spirit, who has always been good-tempered, would be furious today.

It has to be said that the ghost sword sage hit the gunpoint today, and will forever be reduced to a joke of the entire holy city.

Covering his bloody face, Ghost Sword Saint was filled with grief and indignation, and roared angrily: "You will regret it!"

Ever since he was sanctified, he had never experienced such humiliation.

"A small low-level holy land dares to speak wildly in front of this ancestor, it seems that slaps are not enough."

The sword spirit patriarch was expressionless, and slowly raised his palm again, scaring the other party into a holy light and leaving in an instant.

"Thank you for bringing those twelve characters back from Qinglian Holy Realm. The actions of the Sword Ancestor, even me, the sword spirit accompanying him, are unpredictable."

The sword spirit patriarch gave Lu Feng a soft look at this time, then shook his body and left here directly.

Lu Feng smiled at the direction in which the ancestor of the sword spirit left, and then continued to sit cross-legged, comprehending the way of quasi-sage.

It probably lasted until the evening, when the cloud of calamity dissipated slowly.

The sky roared.

A cyan light of holy power suddenly rushed into the sky, making the fiery clouds appear in the sky of the holy city at dusk.

At this moment, the cyan light rain is scattered in the holy city like beans, and each drop contains majestic holy power.

Xuanqing survived one calamity and three tribulations, and finally achieved the position of saint. From then on, she ascended to heaven in one step and enjoyed a long life.

"Heaven will never destroy me, today Xuanqing is finally sanctified, ghost sword you wait for me, the hatred of destroying the sect will never stop in this life!"

The voice containing mighty holy power suddenly came from the Juggernaut mansion, resounding throughout the entire holy city.

His figure appeared in mid-air, and the holy energy that had just broken through dissipated, and he came to Lu Feng's side.

"Arouse 120 Li Jieyun, which is not bad in the lower holy realm."

You Ruo's faint voice sounded, and she gave him a cold look.

Xuan Qing looked at You Ruo's black pupils, even though he was sanctified, he still felt a fear from the soul, bowed his head and said: "I, Xuan Qing, became a sanctification thanks to the guidance of the Lord Saint, and I will obey any orders from the Lord in the future."

You Ruo nodded, and Lu Feng beside him relieved the dullness, and said with a smile, "Since you have been sanctified, have you already taken the holy name?"

Xuan Qing clenched her fists tightly, gritted her teeth, and said, "I come from Daxuanzong, and my holy name is Daxuan."

But at this time, Yunyang came over respectfully, first called Daxuan Sage, and then said to Lu Feng: "The news about Jianmingtang that I asked me to check has already begun."

Lu Feng frowned and said, "Say."

"Jian Mingtang is quite down and out in the holy land now. There are two saints, one is named Luo Chen, who has been sanctified for thousands of years, and the other is sanctified in 500 years, named Bai Chengshan. Lower Holy Realm."

"I didn't expect that there are still two saints in Jian Mingtang."

Lu Feng was quite shaken in his heart.

"However, there seems to be some contradictions in Jianmingtang. Recently, people have often seen Bai Chengshan Baisheng contacting people from the three major sword sects."

Yunyang hesitated, and said with some uncertainty.

"In the past thousand years, there will always be some dregs. Then Bai Chengshan must not be able to bear the loneliness."

Lu Feng sneered, not surprised.

He has come into contact with people in Jianmingtang, and Lu Guizhen and the white-clothed old man can be said to hate the three major sword sects.

Suddenly something popped out from his fingertips, and he said to Xuan Qing: "Taking this cyan lotus seed will help you stabilize the foundation of the holy way in the shortest possible time."

Xuan Qing took it, and the power contained in this cyan lotus seed could make him quickly settle down the vain power that had just been sanctified, and he also nodded.

"After one month, we will go to Jianming Hall and meet Bai Chengshan."

With his hands behind his back, Lu Feng looked in the direction of Jian Mingtang.

(End of this chapter)