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Chapter 1417: The Palpitations of the Sword Cultivator of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm
The chubby old man remained silent for a long time.

He thought of the past years.

His father, uncles and aunts fought with the ancestor and pledged to be brothers and not let each other down. When they were the poorest, they would rather not practice themselves but save money for the ancestor to buy materials for sword-making.

No, this is not the poorest time.

In the time of their fathers and grandfathers, when they were the poorest, the Lei Yang Sword Sect did not have a single spirit stone left. Everyone went out shirtless to hunt monsters, to serve the Immortal Sect as dogs, and to risk their lives. A large number of brothers died, and only then could they earn a sum of spirit stones.

Sometimes there are no spirit stones at all. The immortal sect monks are greedy and vicious, and they will withhold the money for their lives.

In the final battle that was about to become the Lei Yang Heavenly Sword Realm for the Lei Yang Sword Sect, his father and Guang Lei Tianjun's grandfather died in the battle, and fell before the dawn along with many of his brothers.

Before he died, his father told him to take good care of everyone's children, his little brothers, and told him that blood ties meant nothing, shit, and that brotherhood was real.

At this time, the fat old man looked dazed.

He seemed to see the backs of his ancestors in the angel cultivator in front of him. Familiar figures appeared before his eyes, laughing, holding swords, and rushing towards the battlefield.

"Why bother..."

"Little Lightning, why bother?"

The chubby old man said in a dry and hoarse voice: "With the ancestor here, the strongest man in the world is here, why should we worry? Why rush at this moment?"

"Enjoy yourself first, and wait for tens of thousands of years until you've had enough fun before looking for the great way, right?"

"You are still so young and your life has just begun, so why take risks?"

He implicitly admitted that he would inevitably interfere in the battlefield at a critical moment.

He didn't want to see a younger brother die in front of him.

"Hahaha!"

"Uncle Qi, the pursuit of the great way always starts from the beginning to the end. How can we take a break first?"

Guang Lei Tianjun laughed loudly: "Why should you worry about me, old man?"

"The arrival of True Fire Lord and Mysterious Water Lord did bring me the possibility of death, but it also brought me a great opportunity that only comes once in a thousand years. This is a great blessing."

"Don't you have confidence in me?"

"No way……"

He pretended to be worried and said anxiously.

"Of course, I have confidence. My sect's sword-wielding genius is invincible!"

The fat old man said nothing more.

He took over the Heavenly Dao Contract and signed his own soul imprint, cutting off the sword cultivator's last thought of retreat and leaving him with no more hope.

In front of him, the barrier of the Thunder Flame Domain appeared.

The endless thunder and dark clouds followed the team in without any pause. Everything was in good order and the pressure filled all directions. The supreme will of the sword descended on this lower realm.

At this moment, the sky was filled with colorful colors, the rules of heaven were humming and vibrating continuously, and the entire Leiyan Realm was filled with countless strange phenomena, with endless lightning and thunder.

Countless monks were horrified.

They remembered the records in ancient books and were stunned.

"This is……"

"For many years, there has never been..."

……

“Above Lianxu!”

"A being above the level of Refining Void has entered the Thunder Flame Realm!"

On the mountaintop of Jiuxiao Shenlei Zhenzong, a young man in blue opened his eyes, revealing scarlet and blazing pupils: "This powerful man above the Refining Void level is seriously injured!"

“And my guests from afar have also come here.”

Jiang Ding was filled with murderous intent. He stood up, flew a distance, then suddenly turned around and looked in another direction.

hum!
The sky on the other side of the Lei Yan Domain!
At this moment, the sky was filled with the same brilliance, the way of heaven was shaking continuously, countless lunar and solar phenomena appeared in the sky, causing countless waves on the boundary wall, competing with the thunder phenomenon, with no room for retreat.

This kind of phenomenon is not unfamiliar, and there are detailed records of it in the inheritance of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion.

“Above Lianxu!”

"A strong man above the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm has appeared! And they must be two strong men above the Refined Void Realm..."

Jiang Ding's eyes were as calm as a lake.

This was completely unfamiliar information. He only controlled a few virtual-refinement-level forces and had no idea of ​​the whereabouts of these cultivators from the immortal sect.

"According to common sense, the sword cultivator who inherited the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm has also arrived."

"This is not a coincidence." "The Sword Dao Immortal Sect is eager for an opponent, and their inherited sword cultivation will inevitably intersect. It's just a matter of where. This... is really great!"

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha……"

Jiang Ding was extremely happy and laughed wildly.

"God is so kind to me. He knows that I can't stay here for long, so he sent me two sword masters inherited from the immortal sect at once, giving me an unparalleled opportunity..."

"Who said I have no luck?"

"Who said I can't pick up a great opportunity on the road? Isn't it now?"

The two sword cultivators in the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm can only be counted as one.

Because only the Great Sun Sword Master and the Great Moon Sword Master of the Sun and Moon Sword Pavilion together can be compared with the Taoist masters of the Shadow Demon Abyss and other sects.

"Ha ha!"

"Wuhu!"

"Today is a good day, a good day..."

Jiang Ding danced, jumped, hummed a song, walked out of the Jiuxiao Shenlei Zhenzong, and flew towards the Mud Swamp Demon City.

His heart was filled with joy, so much so that he completely ignored the sky in another Thunder Flame Domain. Various strange phenomena were rising again, similar to the phenomena of the arrival of strong men above the Lingbao Realm in past history. They should be related to the strong men of the Xianqi Sect now.

Nothing to see.

It is impossible to fight fairly with the Taoist practitioners and the inherited monks unless they are thrown into a specific environment like the Yin-Yang Void Realm.

They are now of no value to sword cultivators and are not worth a penny's attention.

……

"Why do I have palpitations?"

At this time, two sword-carrying monks, a man and a woman, appeared in a corner of the boundary wall of the Lei Yan domain.

The man had a simple and honest look, and the woman had an ordinary look with a red mole between her eyebrows. They both looked ordinary, and had no servants or guards around them. They were just two ordinary cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation.

This style carries a strong flavor of orthodox sword cultivation.

With one man and one sword, he travels the world alone, using the sword to cut off all the injustices in his heart. He does not need any burden or majesty, as he can only use the sword to accomplish everything.

The moment she stepped into the Thunder Flame Domain, the female cultivator with a red mole on her forehead suddenly said.

She had an inexplicable whim in her heart.

It was as if something extremely familiar and yet very strange was approaching me, giving rise to an inexplicable feeling of disgust.

This feeling is completely nonsensical. It comes suddenly and disappears suddenly. It is extremely weird.

"I have it too."

"This feeling……"

True Fire Heavenly Monarch was in complete sync with his Taiyin female cultivator and knew her feelings. He pondered and said, "But, in my heart, I don't feel disgusted. Instead, I feel a mixture of intimacy, fear, and joy."

"Kind, happy?"

Xuanshui Tianjun subconsciously developed murderous intent, although she didn't know why.

Neither of them ignored this sudden impulse, they thought about it carefully and deduced it silently.

The inherited sword cultivators, sword sons, and Taoist sons, the spirits of these creatures are extremely sharp and pure, and they can often foresee that certain special things will happen.

However, nothing was found.

There was no mention of the various inheritances and records of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm.

"Senior, do you have such a whim?"

Xuanshui Tianjun suddenly asked.

She knew she had protectors, but she had never seen them.

"No."

"The whim of the inherited sword cultivator is unique to me."

A cold voice came from the void: "The sect's inherited sword cultivator, go fight!"

"Go and get your great Dao opportunity. If you die in a glorious battle with the same or higher level, I will erect a joint burial cenotaph for you in the sect's sword tomb."

"Future generations will know that someone once died here in a glorious sword fight without regrets!"

The sound fell silent.

(End of this chapter)