The big rivers and lakes that attack

Chapter 445 Wan Jian returns to the sect, and the sword resounds all over the world

Seeing him like this, Zheng Baming was really angry from his heart. In the past two years, no one has dared to refuse his solicitation.

I have the backing of "General Zhao's Mansion" behind me, even Ming Tang has to be polite and pleasant to me, uh~ By the way, they have always been polite and pleasant...

Regardless of these, in short, this guy is not giving face, so don't blame me for being ruthless and ruining it when I meet a good talent.

"Hmph! I don't know good from bad! Let's see how you fucking die!"

Li Dao rolled his eyes, nodded his chin at Tong Dahui and the others, and said, "Brother Li, Head Meng, you just need to keep an eye on those people, and ignore the rest."

Then, he made a wrong step, stepped out of the mid-air with slight ripples, and headed towards a higher direction. Zheng Baming snorted coldly, and followed behind with a gun.

The two hovered in front of a faint cloud, Zheng Baming said: "Boy, it's too late to regret it now."

Li Dao smiled, pinched the sword formula with both hands and two fingers, and with a "whoosh", Xuan'e hovered in front of his eyebrows, pointing the tip of the sword at Zheng Baming.

"Wan Jian...return to the sect!"

With a burst of shouting, an inexplicable force spread out from the whole body, without breath or sound, tangible and intangible, the cloud was instantly stirred by this force, gradually sank, turned into mist and raindrops, and disappeared.

Also at this moment, in the Sword Demonstration Square below, the swords in the hands of thousands of Qionghua disciples made trembling sounds, and then came out of their sheaths, shooting up into the sky like a streamer.

Not only them, but all the sword practitioners present, after the short and intense trembling of the swords in their hands, "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" all flew out of the sheath, and they couldn't hold it down.

Even Xiao Chu's "Shouzheng" giant sword and the slender "Du'er" sword, and Zhu Dan's "Shovel Sword" were released from their sheaths after making a trembling sound that seemed to be joyful and choked.

Wan Jian soared up into the sky.

Sitting nervously at the "VIP" position under Yanjian Square, the head of the Lu family, Lu Qin, who was watching the battle, had already unsheathed his sword. Seeing this scene, he said in a daze, "This... this... this is ..."

"The sword resounds all over the world? The sword master's sword resounds all over the world!?"

Not far from her, Long Yuefeng of the Thousand Swords Faction was frightened, and quickly knelt on the ground: "Sword Master, is the Sword Master here?"

Lu Qin also knelt down, her eyes flickered, and she thought to herself, three years ago, there was a sword blazing all over the world, and everyone thought it was the sword master's will, but they didn't receive the sword master's decree afterwards.

There are rumors that the sword master was just bored and had an idea to encourage sword cultivators all over the world.

Now there seems to be something wrong with this "sword cry". Three years ago, it was automatic without wind, but it just came out of the sheath after trembling, accidentally hurting someone, and did not fly away.

But now, it is flying into the sky like a meteor, this...what the hell is it?

The sword master "borrowed the sword"?
……

Meng Wanqing was also a little taken aback by the sudden change. The sword is resounding all over the world, and the sword master passed on the decree?It doesn't seem right, how should I put it, it feels "lighter".

Slightly stunned, with some doubts, he looked at the place where countless swords were flying, and was even more astonished. These swords were actually aimed at Li Haoran?Why does he command all the swords in the world?
Instinctively intending to suppress his own sword, but after thinking about it, he still let the sword fly away, but his heart was turned upside down.

Beside her, Wu Qinglian called out: "Master, what's going on?"

Not only her, but "Autumn Scarred Sword" Wang Ming was also extremely stunned, he stopped his hand immediately, and his own sword also ran away, very depressed.

……

In a certain dense forest, two people were fighting, and suddenly there was a "monster fight".

The old man named Cheng Xuanli bumped into them abruptly, quickly turned aside, and said, "Junior Sister Chen, please show some face, the situation is so dangerous..."

Chen Ling and Liu Fushuang put on their clothes in a panic.

Chen Lingdao: "Brother, Xiao Liu is on our side, and he will be ours from now on."

Liu Fushuang nodded quickly and said: "Yes, yes, from now on, Fushuang just wants to stay with Aunt Ling and never go back."

"Hmph, still called Auntie?"

"Sister Ling, my eldest wife."

"Little Liu, my little husband..."

Seeing that the two were bored, Cheng Xuanli couldn't get along, and said angrily: "Okay, let's talk about your affairs with the head, the situation is critical now..."

He stared fixedly at the young man, and said in a deep voice: "Liu Fushuang, if you really come to Qionghua, I will kill your master who doesn't know if it's father or master!"

Liu Fushuang's eyes were bloodshot, she gritted her teeth and said, "I will let him die by my sword! All my shame comes from him!"

Cheng Xuanli nodded and said, "Then..."

Just now when he said this, he felt that the sword in his hand began to tremble, not only him, but the swords of Chen Ling and Liu Fushuang also began to tremble and neigh.

Then it unsheathed and flew out towards the sky.

"Is this... Sword Crying World?"

"The sword master, an old man, has 'appeared' again?"

"Hahahaha, the head of the sect will get the half-mountain card, and the sword master will appear, which is a good omen!"

……

Also at the same moment, in a restaurant in Cuiwei City.

On the second floor, near the west window, sat a young nobleman in white and fine Phnom Penh clothes.

He wears a vertical crown, tall and straight, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a face like a jade crown, a nose like a gall, and a mouth like a vermilion paint. Just the back view and the pestle can fascinate thousands of women. He is so handsome. Literally.

It's almost like a man taking a love potion, the female diners around looked at him and forgot to eat, and they were all dazzled.

What's even more rare is that he comes with a convincing aura of nobility. If he had to say it, he might be able to describe it as "aloof, graceful and luxurious".

As if he was the only "emperor" in this world, it was heartbreaking.

On the table in front of him was a jug of wine and a few simple side dishes. On the left hand side of the table was an ordinary sword. This sword was just for decoration and had no special function.

At a certain moment, when the young master just put the wine glass to his lips, the sword on the table seemed to move slightly. This kind of movement was extremely weak, so slight that ordinary people would not feel it even if they held the sword in their hands. Not aware of it.

However, the young master noticed it, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he drank up the wine in the glass, thinking to himself:

This 'little sword master' is quite interesting, he is much stronger than that bastard Gu Qingshan, originally planned to bring him by his side to train him, after all, he is the only heir of his adoptive father in this world, the real one of this generation "Sword Master".

What should I do if I leave it outside, am I sorry for my adoptive father?It seems that there is no need for it now. It is better to put him outside than to bring him by my side.

Thinking of this, your son's eyes suddenly became moist, and his nose became slightly sore: When I was still an egg, foster father, you took me out of the endless darkness and took good care of me.

You think I don't understand anything, don't know what you have done for me, but in fact I know everything, I feel your care quietly in the egg.

But when I came out of the egg, the Sword Field was already empty...

(End of this chapter)