The rebirth of the ancient sword fairy in Gaowu City

Chapter 45
"Sect Master!"

At this time, an old man in white robes with a rosy face came in from the door.

The old man is hale and hearty. He looks only in his sixties, but he is actually in his eighties.

"Elder Lin." The white-haired man nodded, and it was Lin Li, the Great Elder of Diyang Gate.

Diyang Gate does not have a deputy gate master.

The Great Elder is the existence of the Diyang Gate that has checked and balanced the owner of the Gate since ancient times.

Even he didn't dare to neglect.

"Wu Laoliu from Pingkang and Bai Ziyi from Anming have lost contact."

Lin Li spoke hastily.

what?
The white-haired man, Hong Bo, the master of the Diyang Gate, frowned.

He immediately thought of his only son, Hong Tianhuai, who had gone to the other courtyard where Anming was at the helm.

"Is it related to Tianhuai?"

"I guess so, sect master..." Lin Li paused.

"I also watched Tianhuai grow up, but I think you are too indulgent with him, sect master."

"Since Tianhuai awakened his power, in recent years, he has become more and more over the top, killing people all over the house at every turn. This... our Diyang Gate has been under a lot of pressure from the authorities." Lin Li frowned.

"Old Lin, are you blaming me?" Hong Bo said expressionlessly.

"Don't dare." Lin Li's complexion changed slightly, and he lowered his head.

"This world should be the world of warriors!"

"Warriors should be superior, and mortals can only be slaves!"

"Killing a few mortals, what's the big deal!"

Hong Bo stood up and suddenly said excitedly.

"A real warrior is a martial artist. Even in the age of mythology ten thousand years ago, he still had an important position. You know that by using martial arts to counter the existence of those immortal masters!"

"Although our Diyang Gate rose thousands of years ago, it is also related to the inheritance of ancient martial arts."

"Hundreds of years ago, our Martial Dao sect was so glorious that it could completely influence the survival of a country. This is due to the development of thermonuclear weapons and technology in the past hundred years. It has gradually declined, and we have to bow to the power of the country."

"But it's different now. The spiritual energy that has been cut off for thousands of years has returned, which gives us a chance to rise again!"

"As long as we find out the cultivation methods of martial arts in the age of mythology, after stepping into the innate world, flying into the sky, escaping the earth, traveling in the sky, and destroying mountains and rivers with our fists, it will be no problem."

"The great world of our warriors has come, but now it's the other way around, the officials should obey us!" Hong Bo sneered.

Lin Li remained silent.

He knows his sect master well, and has always been ambitious, wanting to restore the era of his ancestors, who turned his hands into clouds and covered his hands with rain, and was aloof, but is it still possible now?
"But……"

"Old Lin, stop talking."

"Soon the head of this sect will step into the realm of the grand master and reach the township level. Let's see what this world can do to me!" Hong Bo waved his hand.

"Of course, before that, the master of our sect should go to Anming to see what happened to Huai'er." Hong Bo said.

Until now, he still doesn't think that something will happen to Hong Tianhuai, who dares to offend the young master of his Diyang Gate?

"No need to go."

"I brought it over for you!"

A plain voice suddenly resounded through the hall.

"Who!"

Hong Bo and Lin Li were both startled.

The existence that can quietly bully the hall without being discovered by them is not good!
In the next second, boom!The main hall door shattered.

A bloody, round thing was thrown in directly.

"This is……"

Hong Bo stared at it, and suddenly his world spun.

"Huai'er!" His eyes were bloodshot instantly, and what was on the ground was the head of his only son, Hong Tianhuai.

"Tianhuai!" Lin Li on the side also turned pale with shock, unable to believe his eyes.

A young figure in white clothes stood at the door.

"Who are you!"

"You killed Huai'er?"

Hong Bo's eyes were about to burst. After all, they were all master-level fighters, so he immediately calmed down.

The other party was able to enter the important place of the sect without anyone noticing, but the psychedelic formation outside the mountain gate did not block the other party.

Obviously the background is not small.

But in fact, what he didn't know was that the psychedelic formation he set up was really low-level in Song Qiuchen's eyes, so low-level that it was almost like a child's play house.

"Unjust is doomed to destruction."

"Today is the day when Diyangmen will be removed from the world!" Song Qiuchen said coldly.

"Boy, today I will tear your corpse into thousands of pieces!"

Hong Bo let out a yell.

With one palm, there is no sound!

Where the palm erupted, there was a dead silence, full of despair and the meaning of destruction.

It seems that after this palm, the vitality is cut off!

On the other side, "Seven Kills and Absolute Sword!" Lin Li shouted.

The seven dazzling horse sword lights are like a white rainbow in the sky, chi chi chi chi chi chi chi is fierce.

He came towards Song Qiuchen to be strangled.

The two great masters struck at the same time almost instantly.

"Break it for me!"

Song Qiuchen's expression remained calm, and his spiritual power burst out. With one hand and two fingers together, he swiped together, and a three-foot-long golden sword light burst out instantly.

"Broken mountains and rivers!"

With a scoff, the mountain-like palm that had lost all vitality suddenly shattered.

Hong Bo's blood was floating, his face was pale, he let out a muffled grunt, and quickly retreated!

The shock in the eyes cannot be concealed!
At the same time, Song Qiuchen swiped his other hand in a circle, and suddenly a gust of wind howled, and a huge black hole vortex suddenly appeared in the air.

Spinning rapidly, the seven white rainbow sword lights that Lin Li pierced were all sucked into the black hole and crushed.

All this happened in a blink of an eye.

"what!"

Lin Li was horrified and hadn't reacted yet.

Song Qiuchen's single hand, which was still drawing a circle, had already turned into a fist, and he didn't need to store up his strength, so he took advantage of the momentum to punch him!
"Boom!"

This punch shattered the air, emitting a terrifying sonic boom, and already sent Lin Lilian flying with his sword!

At this time, Hong Bo just flew back with a muffled snort.

Within a breath, Song Qiuchen didn't move at the same place, and with one finger, one palm and one punch, he repelled the two great masters!

It's not over yet.

"die!"

Song Qiuchen pinched the formula with one hand, and the temperature in the air suddenly dropped sharply.

Crash, dozens of ice needles burst out.

Chasing after Lin Li who was blown away, the corner of his mouth was already bleeding!
The latter was at a critical moment of life and death, and drank heavily.

The protective shield of true essence unfolded suddenly, and at the same time, the sword light danced to protect himself.

But Rao is so.

Puff puff puff, the true essence shield trembled like popping beans, and finally shattered.

There were still two ice needles, which broke through the shield and hit Lin Li.

Half of his body was almost frozen, and he fell to the ground.

"This is a spell!"

"You are an immortal teacher, how is it possible!"

When Lin Li yelled in horror.

Song Qiuchen punched out again with a bang, breaking the space, and the force of the punch directly broke through the range of [-] meters.

Beat Lin Li into a cloud of blood.

At this time, Hong Bo had disappeared!

"Where to go!"

Song Qiuchen soared into the sky and broke through the ceiling of the hall!
Like the god of war descending, stand in the air!

"kill him!"

At this time, there was a loud shout.

At the mountain gate below, "Da da da da!"

More than a dozen long tongues of flame sprayed out.

All kinds of light and heavy firepower fired collectively, and the dense bullets blasted towards Song Qiuchen like a torrential rain.

The left-behind disciples at the Diyangmen Mountain Gate actually had guns and weapons, and they all fired at Song Qiuchen!
(End of this chapter)