Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 644 Long Xiao Sword Art, Speak Wild Words!

Duanchou took a deep look at her, with no joy or anger on his face, he nodded lightly and said:

"This is the best way. I hope you will remember what you said today. I will not pursue what happened in the past, but if there is another time, I don't mind. Let Gu Jianmen completely disappear from this world."

As soon as this remark came out, almost everyone changed their colors instantly, looked at Duanchou in horror, and remained silent.

It wasn't until this moment that they realized that Duanchou was different from them, not just a powerful real person, behind him stood an ancient and huge sect.

If someone else said this, it might be just a wild statement, but when Duanchou said it as the suzerain of Xuantian Sect, no one would think it was a big talk, and a chill came to his heart before he knew it.

"Buchou, don't you want to be arrogant, really think that I, Gu Jianmen, are afraid of you!"

The crowd in Gu Jianmen was excited, apart from panic and shock, more anger and humiliation welled up in their hearts. Pang Fei, who was already filled with resentment, jumped out at the first time and yelled out angrily.

How can he not be angry if he is a Daoist elder in the late stage of Returning to the Origin Realm, who is in a high position, and now he is insulted to the sect in front of everyone.

"Elder Pang, stop." As soon as Pang Fei said the words, Zhou Muqing knew that he was about to suffer, but before he could finish his sentence, before he even had time to stop, Duanchou's eyes turned cold, and he acted swiftly and swiftly.

Breaking through the sky with one finger, like heaven and earth pressing down on one's body, sealing everything. In an instant, with Pang Fei as the center, the entire space seemed to be imprisoned and isolated, exiled outside Zhongtian.

Except for Zhou Muqing, who was protected by the Lingwu Heavenly Burial Sword, all the other disciples of the ancient sword sect lost the ability to move at this moment. Out of the body!

Like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, the disciples of the ancient sword sect were all terrified and desperate, they could only watch Duanchou, expressionless, approaching step by step, like the steps of death!

"Sovereign Duan, you said that you will ignore past suspicions, do you have to break your promise?"

Zhou Muqing's body was like a butterfly dance, and he stood in front of him in an instant, and said anxiously.

At this time, her eyes were icy white, revealing destruction, constantly resisting the confinement of the mighty force of the surrounding space, the ancient sword humming behind her back, and a sharp and destructive edge gathered and exploded, tearing the space apart.

Duanchou glanced at her indifferently, raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and just about to speak, there was a sound of sword chanting behind her.

The sound of the sword's chant was like a trickle at first, but within a few breaths, it turned into a monstrous wave. On the top, Pang Fei stood tall, with his robes fluttering, like a sword fairy coming to the world!

"Longxiao Sword Art!"

Many real people in all directions were frightened. The golden dragon transformed by this sword formula exuded a ray of real dragon's aura. Although it was extremely faint, it almost shook their spirits.

The human race, it is rumored that in the ancient times, they also inherited a line of dragon blood, and they have just embarked on the journey of immortality.

The Longxiao Sword Art is based on this, the sword of cultivating people and immortals, the sword of dragon gods, the ancient heavenly dragons are extinct, there are no dragons in ancient times, and the dragons are deified in modern times, and Pang Fei is silent. At this moment, no doubt shocked a lot people.

"The sword turns into a real dragon, and the edge of the dragon's spine has already been achieved!"

"Great luck, the ancient sword gate is worthy of being one of the three great immortals in southern Xinjiang, and the Longxiao sword art is really amazing!"

"Pang Fei usually doesn't show his mountains and dews, and he doesn't look like a sharp-edged swordsman at all. At this moment, we really underestimated him. How many people who can cultivate to the late stage of the return to the source are Yi and generation?"

"Yes, although Pang Fei's strength is not as amazing as Ming Ji and Wu Jingjue, but compared to Qi Zhong's return, he is still much stronger!"

"Hmph! Wu Yunzong is the great sect of the ancient clan, and the true lineage in the sect has always been a descendant of the Wu clan, Qi Zhonggui? It's just an outsider, it's no wonder he can become famous!"

This scene made many people exclaim in surprise, it was simply shocking. Pang Fei's sword shot, the sharpness of combat power, and the strength of the way of the sword were beyond many people's expectations. Dare to underestimate it.

Qi Zhonggui, who was lying on the gun again, looked particularly ugly, but he was still angry and couldn't speak, and now he was still around here, and many real people who had not dispersed were all from the various sects in southern Xinjiang.

When it comes to the strength of the sect, it may be slightly inferior, but I will not be too afraid. As for personal cultivation, everyone is in the same realm. Even if there is a gap, it is very limited. After all, not everyone is like Duanchou, The witch was shocked by such evildoers.

More importantly, the law does not blame the public. At this time, when Wu Yunzong was disgraced and Qi Zhonggui was humiliated, the reason why they stayed nearby was to see the jokes of Wu Yunzong and Gu Jianmen.

At this time, the voice of ridicule and sarcasm was naturally unsparing and unscrupulous.

There are many icing on the cake, but few give charcoal in the snow, as has always been the case!
When Pang Fei landed, the five-clawed golden dragon turned into a golden three-foot long sword and fell into the scabbard on his back. It was the catalog who looked at Elder Pang Fei reverently, and only felt that he was there, and Duanchou was nothing more than that.

"Buchou, don't make mistakes. My ancient sword sect can exist today, and you can't just say it. If you say it will be destroyed, I may not be your opponent in your heyday, but now, look at it. Man, you'd better be self-aware, if not for General Lu's presence today, you may not be able to return to Xuantianzong alive!"

Maybe he has already made a move, and he has no scruples, or maybe his sword has broken his magical power. He feels that his strength is not as good as before, and there is nothing to be afraid of. His courage is also as raging as anger. Broken sorrow is even more arrogant.

The incident was full of twists and turns, and everyone was stunned. Hearing such wild words, many people were even more shattered. However, thinking that Duanchou and Wu Jingjue had a big battle, they were already exhausted, while Pang Fei was at his peak. There are also Qi Zhonggui and Zhou Muqing's spirit dancing sky burial sword, the three of them work together, if there is no protection of Lu Xiangsheng in the field.

Perhaps, there is real fear of life, and it is unknown.

Thinking about it this way, many people also think that Pang Fei is not talking nonsense, but has foreseen it long ago. It involves the grievances of the sect. Lu Xiang's promotion as a general of the imperial court, it is naturally impossible to favor and help. Naturally, he can do nothing at this time.

In this way, the prestige of Gu Jianmen and his Pang Fei's reputation can be preserved, and it will even increase greatly when the mountain is closed to hide from the world.

Good idea!Good plan!Compared to Qi Zhonggui, an idiot, he is far more clever!
Many monks and strong men from all over the world thought about this, and Qi Zhonggui shot another shot unconsciously, fortunately he didn't know, otherwise, he would have to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Only Daoxuan and the others showed sarcasm and shook their heads slightly.

(End of this chapter)