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Chapter 650 Tradition of the Sword God Temple

Chapter 650 Tradition of the Sword God Temple
The Lord of the Sword God Hall is a different kind of existence in the Longevity Realm.

Twenty years ago, after the turmoil, the name Qin Jianxin suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

In the ruins, he took over the banner of the Sword God Temple and succeeded him as the Hall Master.

In fact, among the older generation, this man is not dazzling, he can even be called unknown.

People said that the withering of the disciples of the Sword God Hall allowed such a mediocre person to rise to a high position.

Among the seven great temples, this temple master should be considered weak.

In the past 20 years, Qin Jianxin has indeed been as people guessed. He doesn't care about the affairs of the palace and drinks heavily all day long. It is extremely difficult for people in the Sword God Palace to see him.

But everyone knows that it is a bit embarrassing to be promoted to such a high position at such a time, and it is understandable to be so careless.

No one expected that this man would suddenly appear on such an occasion today.

rumbling...

The void oscillated, the majestic figure suddenly changed, and the master of the Hall of Talismans revealed his real body.

It was a middle-aged man with a jade-like face and a wide robe all over his body. His eyes seemed to hide stars, and he looked at the bearded man coldly.

"Qin Jianxin, you came just in time." The Master of the Hall of Fushen shouted sharply.

"The good disciples taught by your Sword God Palace are lawless and want to be punished for killing and attacking recklessly."

"Don't say I didn't inform you, today I will clean up the door of your Sword God Palace and kill this kid."

A sound fell, and there was no sound from all directions.

Everyone's eyes were full of awe. After all, it was the master of the Hall of Talismans, the supreme boss who really stood at the peak, even if he was the master of the Hall of Swords, he was so domineering and powerful.

It seems that here, there is no room for the Sword God Palace to speak.

"Destroy him?" Qin Jianxin untied the gourd around his waist, raised his head to drink thirstily, and then wiped his beard on his chin with a smile in his eyes.

"This kid, I'm going to take it away today."

The Lord of the Hall of Fushen's eyes darkened: "Qin Jianxin, do you know what you are talking about?"

"Didn't hear clearly? I mean, no one can touch him today, including you." Qin Jianxin said lightly.

At this time, everyone was stunned, even the disciples of the Sword God Palace looked at each other, as if they didn't know their own Palace Master.

The other temples were even more suspicious.

How dare he say such a thing?
This seems to be somewhat inconsistent with the legendary Sword God Palace Master, and it stands to reason that he does not have such confidence.

"Qin Jianxin, are you still drunk?" the Master of the Hall of Fushen shouted in a deep voice.

His eyes flickered, showing murderous intent.

Qin Jianxin looked up: "As the master of a palace, such words should not come out of your mouth."

"I'll say it one last time, man, I must take it away."

"Why?" The master of the Fushen Temple sneered.

"Just rely on my sword!"

As soon as the words fell, a sword light shot up into the sky, roaring like a real dragon, and slashed directly at Wanfu Mountain.

rumbling...

A great array of mountain guards emerged, endless runes beating.

The sword light was layered on top of each other, reversing the time, piercing through the barriers of space, and the terrifying scene of killing permeated all directions.

The breath of destruction roared like a ferocious beast, colliding with the large formation.

The aftermath shook and even shocked the Central King City.

Everyone's faces changed. This kind of momentum and power even surpassed that of the master of Fushen Temple just now.

At this time, even the many masters hidden in the void showed strange colors.

Their trembling eyes all fell on Qin Jianxin, as if they didn't know this man.

"Qin Yitian, you probably forgot the tradition of the Sword God Temple."

"Man, I will definitely take it away. If you don't accept it, you can keep one and try."

Qin Jianxin's voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the Seven Great Temples.

Such words are simply provocative, domineering and arrogant, fierce and shocking, like a sharp sword, its sharpness sweeps across the sky.

At this time, even ordinary disciples could see that this lonely and lonely palace master who was usually unknown was hiding his clumsiness at all.

His sharpness is unimaginable, and if he showed a corner today, it has already shaken the great temples.

"That sword just now...could it be..."

"It seems that the rumors are true. When Qin Wutian found him from Zhujian's burial place, some people said that this man is extraordinary, and he is known as the Invincible Sword!"

"I made a mistake. I thought it was just bragging. I didn't expect him to hide it so deeply."

"Forbearance for 20 years, what is he for?"

In the void, one after another powerful spiritual thoughts communicate with each other, and those who can see this layer must be extraordinary and strong.

At this time, Qin Jianxin instantly became the focus of everyone.

He is powerful and domineering, comparable to Qin Yu, even more powerful.

Directly slashed furiously with a sword, pressing across Wanfu Mountain.

Qin Yitian's face was ugly, and he stared at Qin Jianxin firmly.

He didn't expect that this man hid it so deeply that he couldn't bear it for 20 years.

"He possessed the secret of Fengtian Pill, stole the slough of the long-lived ancestor, and even directly abolished the old man's cultivation. There should be an explanation for this matter." Qin Yitian suppressed the murderous intent in his heart and said coldly.

"What can you say? As an old thing, it was folded in the hands of a younger generation. It deserves to die, but you still lick your face and ask for an explanation. To the ancestors." Qin Jianxin shook his head and sneered.

"If I were you, I would just wipe my neck and die, so as not to face the ancestors of the Fushen Temple faceless in the future."

Qin Jian's heart was like a sword hanging from his mouth, every word, every word, with a gun and a stick, it was as strong as him, when he came, it was turbulent, like a river and a sea pouring in, he couldn't resist it at all.

Qin Yitian heard the three corpses jump violently, and his complexion was like that of a pork liver, as if it would explode at any moment.

"Qin Jianxin, hand over that disciple, this matter can still be settled, otherwise, don't force me to do it."

Qin Yitian's murderous intentions were greatly mobilized. After all, he was also the master of the same hall, so he didn't want to go to that step.

"I'm forcing you, how about it?" Qin Jianxin was so domineering, he replied directly: "Didn't this kid just say that? Today he is going to pick your Fushen Temple. You really think he is a wild child who is not cared about. You can pinch it however you want?"

After the words fell, Qin Jianxin stepped forward, and the fierce sword light left a faint sky mark in the void.

The turbulent flow of space surged wildly, and the sword mark could never heal again.

"I suddenly changed my mind. Not only do I want to take him away today, but I also want you to bow your head and bow your head at the Temple of the God of Fu."

Qin Jianxin's stern roar made everyone's hearts jump wildly.

"Boy, what do you want to do, draw a path for him." Qin Jianxin looked at Qin Yu and said calmly.

Qin Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly said, "Hand over the culprit, and also make an apology!"

"Fuck!"

Just this one sentence directly detonated the Seven Great Temples.

Today's Sword God Temple is so powerful that it has overwhelmed the mountain gate and deposed Chaofan. Now not only will it not leave, but it is still unwilling to let it go?

(End of this chapter)

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