Supreme Swordsman

Chapter 58
"He Yao, the lord of the Lingxi Sword Sect, welcomes Master Ziyang!"

Just when Bai Le was retreating to open up the Lingfu in Tianxin Peak, under the leadership of He Yao, almost all the elders and disciples of Lingxi Sword Sect appeared outside the main hall of Lingxi Peak to welcome the strong man of Dao Lingtian Sect.

This time the one who came was not an ordinary disciple, but Ziyang Daoist, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Dao Ling, who was rumored to have stepped into the Void Transformation Realm with half a foot.

Although the Twelve Golden Immortals suffered heavy casualties and their reputation was greatly damaged in the battle of Daoling Mountain, for the Lingxi Sword Sect, such an existence was still strong enough to easily destroy the Lingxi Sword Sect.

"Mengzhen pays respects to Master Ziyang!"

Flying into the air, Yunmengzhen also owed him a gift.

"Saint, please get up." Raising his left hand slightly and making a gesture of support, Master Ziyang said softly.

Even though the members of Lingxi Sword Sect also bowed and saluted, in the eyes of Master Ziyang, even He Yao, the suzerain, was not qualified to talk to him.

At the same time, the disciples of Dao Ling Tianzong who were following Master Ziyang also bowed to salute Yunmengzhen at the same time.

"Wen Ze, let you handle the matter here. I have something to tell the saint." He said casually, and the real Ziyang led Yun Mengzhen straight to the main hall. The whole process was not even watched. Take a look at Lingxi Jianzong and others.

"Disciple obey!"

Clasping his fists with both hands, he bowed in the direction where Master Ziyang and Yun Mengzhen left. When Wen Ze raised his head, he was no longer as humble as before.

"Sovereign He, we have been traveling all the way, and we are already a little tired, please arrange a place to rest quickly!"

People from Dao Ling Tianzong are guests from afar, and Lingxi Sword Sect needs good hospitality. You can speak in such a clear tone, but it is a bit presumptuous!
Just from this sentence, He Yao could feel that Wen Ze, who was pushed out by the real Ziyang, was definitely not a person who was easy to deal with. He was young and frivolous if he said it lightly, and he was defiant if he said it directly.

In fact, not only He Yao, but all the disciples of Consonance Sword Sect present could not help but feel a sense of humiliation.

However, facing the behemoth Dao Ling Tianzong, no one dared to speak out.

"I'm a guest from afar, I'm naturally ready, please!"

Stretching out his hand as a gesture of invitation, Xu Feng came out of the crowd and replied on behalf of He Yao.

This so-called Wen Ze is actually nothing more than the strength of the Lingfu Realm. Even as a disciple of Ziyang Daoist, it is too much to talk to He Yao directly. It is inconvenient for He Yao to answer, so naturally the other elders should speak.

Glancing at Xu Feng, a sneer appeared on the corner of Wen Ze's mouth, but he didn't refuse. He just said indifferently, "My teacher never likes to deal with outsiders. From today on, if you have anything, you can tell me directly."

This sentence is even more arrogant!

It's almost like saying clearly that you people are not qualified to talk to Master Ziyang.

His face was a bit ugly, but neither He Yao nor Xu Feng said anything.

As a saintess of the Dao Ling Tian Sect, Yun Mengzhen knew how to restrain herself, even though she didn't like it in her heart, she didn't show it, but these disciples of the Dao Ling Tian Sect put on airs of the Tian Sect.

In fact, this is the way of the Dao Lingtian Sect, which is above all the orthodox sects!

"Saint, there is one thing I have to ask earlier, is Lord Tongtian really dead?"

Falling back into the main hall, Master Ziyang immediately set up a sound-proof barrier, and asked in a deep voice.

As one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Dao Lingtian Sect, Master Ziyang came to Lingxi Sword Sect not only to help Yun Mengzhen recover the Kunwu Sword, but also to personally confirm the life and death of Tongtian Demon Lord .

"I'm not sure!" Shaking his head, Yun Mengzhen replied softly, "During the battle with Tongtian Demon Lord, I was seriously injured and fell into a coma! Even though Tongtian Demon Lord was seriously injured, he must have paid a great deal The price, but... I really can't be sure whether he will fall or not."

After a pause, Yun Mengzhen continued, "At the same time, the Kunwu Sword is also missing. Now I think that the best way to determine whether Tongtian Demon Lord is really dead is to find the whereabouts of the Kunwu Sword."

"How did I hear that a young man from the Lingxi Sword Sect was also involved?" Frowning slightly, Master Ziyang asked in a deep voice.

"Yes!" nodded, Yunmeng really didn't dare to hide this point, "This son's name is Bai Le. He was just a small handyman, but his talent is very outstanding. He was the one who saved me when I was seriously injured. Me! After I recovered, I have carefully checked, and I have never been taken away by the Tongtian Demon Lord."

"Confused!"

Pointing at Yunmengzhen, Master Ziyang accused unceremoniously, "The matter is so important, how can there be any survivors! But a young man, no matter whether he has anything to do with Tongtian Demon Lord, since the meeting is at the right time, just kill him , where can the news spread."

"It happened suddenly. There was no demonic energy in my body to corrode, and I couldn't raise my spiritual power at all. When I recovered, he had already passed the news to the sect! I know that Ling Tianzong has clear rewards and punishments, so naturally it is not easy to deal with him." Shaking her head, Yun Mengzhen defended again.

"The benevolence of a woman!" With a cold snort, Master Ziyang said disdainfully, "Even if a mere Consonance Sword Sect is easily destroyed, so what?"

"..." With a wry smile, Yunmeng really couldn't continue with these words.

"Forget it, since the matter has reached this point, it's useless to say more! Let's end this matter as soon as possible." Waving his hand, Master Ziyang said in a deep voice, "You sent a message before that the night blade of this generation appeared?"

"Yes!" Speaking of Yeren, Yunmengzhen's face became a bit more dignified, "I have fought against this person once, no matter in terms of talent or strength, he is not inferior to me, without Kunwu sword in hand, I am in He still suffered a bit, if it wasn't for the quick arrival of the Lingxi Sword Sect, he might have died in the opponent's hands."

"Saint, you have been slacking off these years." Taking a look at Yunmengzhen, Master Ziyang said indifferently, "If you can't find the Kunwu sword, could it be that you can no longer maintain the reputation of my Dao Lingtian sect saint? "

This sentence is a bit heavy.

Frowning, Yunmeng replied coldly, "Reverend Ziyang's words are over, no matter whether there is Kunwu sword or not, the inheritance of my lineage of saintess will never be broken!"

Although in terms of strength, Master Ziyang is far above Yun Mengzhen, and even has the title of an uncle, but in terms of status, Yun Mengzhen may even be above him.

Normally, Master Ziyang wanted to put on airs as an uncle, and she didn't want to care about it, but when it came to the line of the saint, she absolutely wouldn't budge.

Of course, in fact, this is also her attitude on the surface.

Even if she loses the Kunwu sword, she will never be humble, let alone let the lineage of the saintess decline.

"I hope so!"

After taking a deep look at Yunmengzhen, Master Ziyang immediately turned around and left, "I will enter the mountain in person in the morning tomorrow! There is a limit of seven days, no matter if I can find the Kunwu sword or not, the saint must follow me back to the sect!"

(End of this chapter)