Nine Realms Sword Master

Cang Dang!

A burst of broken porcelain sounded in the hall.

Everyone in the hall changed their colors, knelt on the ground one after another, hurriedly shouting: "Sect Master calm down."

I saw a middle-aged man in a brocade robe standing in the hall. The man had white temples and a goatee on his mouth. His eyes were deep and extremely serious, but at this moment, only thick eyes were left in his deep eyes. Anger.

No one dared to meet the eyes of the middle-aged man.

"The people in Yulou really want you to kneel?" The middle-aged man glared at the Qingluo River below, and asked in a deep voice.

"Father, it doesn't matter if the child kneels..."

"But you represent my **** Jianzong!" the middle-aged man roared.

The hall was silent for a moment.

The lower Qing Luohe immediately lowered his head and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, father, the child has embarrassed the sect..."

"Since you have lost your face, you must earn your face back!" The middle-aged man, the Sect Master of Shenjian, said solemnly: "The Death Dragon Sword is in the hands of Yulou, and Yulou has just been attacked by the Dark Dynasty. It is hard to recover without a hundred years, this is our opportunity!"

"what?"

The hall is boiling.

"Sect Master, do you mean to attack Yulou?" someone asked carefully.

The hearts of those around him tightened.

Sect Master Shen Jian glanced at the person and said Shen Jian: "Although we Shen Jianzong can attack, but we really kill the past, the best result is that the fish die and the net is broken. If we rob the dead dragon sword, we will also lose a lot. It's not worth the loss!"

"What does the suzerain mean?"

"Contact other forces, press the Yulou force together, and force Mo Qingbingyu to hand over the Death Dragon Sword." The middle-aged man said coldly.

"If this is done, wouldn't it mean that people from other power races will fight with us?" A senior Shen Jianzong frowned.

"We can contact some of the less powerful sects. Anyway, if Yulou handed over the Dead Dragon Sword, we can get it. When the Dead Dragon Sword is in hand, why should we be afraid of others? But Yulou is quite strong. They got the Dead Dragon Sword. , The threat to us far exceeds other forces, and it is also difficult for us to **** the dragon sword from the woman Mo Qingbingyu!" Sect Master Shen Jian hummed.

Everyone nodded.

"If that's the case, then I'll get in touch."

"Okay, when the great elder is on the move, this suzerain can rest assured." Shenjian's ugly expression finally stretched a lot.

"metropolitan!!"

At this moment, a scream came from outside.

People all looked outside the hall, but saw a young deacon walk in quickly, holding his fists in salute.

"What's the matter?"

"Return to the Sect Master, the major issue is not good, and now we are spreading everywhere, saying that the death dragon sword is here, and several people from the nearby sects have sent envoys to us!!" The deacon was anxious. Said.

The words fell to the ground, and the face of Shenjian Sect Master suddenly froze.

Everyone was stunned.

"How come there are such rumors?" Qing Luohe was stunned: "When did the Death Dragon Sword reach my Shen Jianzong?"

"Did you get it wrong? Where is this nonsense?" The elders next to him also asked the young deacon.

The deacon was sweating profusely, but still seriously said: "The source of the rumors is unknown, but many people say that the son of Qingluohe of Shen Jianzong went to the Yulou to ask for the death of the dragon sword in person, and the people of the Yulong Give us the Dead Dragon Sword."

When people heard it, they were in an uproar.

"Nonsense! Absurd! Absurd!!" Qing Luohe was furious and roared again and again: "He would give me the dead dragon sword so easily in Yulou? This is simply someone spreading the rumors!"

"Shaoan, don't be impatient! Luohe!" Sect Master Shenjian said solemnly.

"father..."

"No need to ask more. Obviously, this is a rumor from Yulou." Sect Master Shenjian said coldly: "You brought a lot of gifts to the Yulou to talk about marriage. Many people have seen it, and then such rumors pop up. Everyone believes that it is true. But if there is, there is, if there is not, there is no. White can't be black, and black can't be white. We can explain it and the truth will come to light."

"But in this way, we are afraid that we can't do anything to Yulou." Someone said.

"This is just Yulou's dying struggle, no problem! Help me contact Qingyang! Call him back." Sect Master Shenjian said lightly.

When these words fell to the ground, everyone at the scene changed their colors.

"What? Qing...Master Qingyang?"

"Sect Master, are you serious?"

The hall was noisy, and people all lost their voices, all in an incredible appearance.

"What? Are you questioning my decision?" Sect Master Shenjian hummed.

Everyone trembled and hurried to the ground: "Don't dare!"

"Then do it quickly."

"Yes..." the people trembled.

But when he thought of that person, all the people present shivered, and a chill rushed from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

......

......

Sealing the Dead Dragon Sword is indeed a last resort.

However, the Dead Dragon Sword has been exposed at the moment. Unless Bai Ye has the means to suppress the Saint Immortal Domain, wearing the Dead Dragon Sword is equivalent to wearing a bomb that will explode at any time. Today it will be the Shen Jianzong coming, and tomorrow I don’t know what strong sect is coming. Although Yulou has some strength, it will be possible to offend half of the sect of the Saint Immortal Realm. No one can bear it.

What's more, if this attracts some super powers whose strength is already inestimable... Then who can save Bai Ye in the entire Saint Immortal Realm?

So sealing the Dead Dragon Sword is indeed the best choice, otherwise Bai Ye will become the enemy of the whole people!

However, because of Bai Ye's rumors, Shen Jianzong helped him divert his attention and bought a lot of time for Bai Ye.

If he really wanted to seal the Dead Dragon Sword, Bai Ye would certainly not simply throw it into the Dragon Falling Red Sea.

He returned to the training room again, closed his eyes and meditated.

At the moment, his link with the Dead Dragon Sword has reached the second stage, Yujian.

Even if he didn't touch the dead dragon sword, Bai Ye could easily control the sword.

But this is not enough.

If someone used spatial means like Mo Qingbingyu to forcibly block his connection with the Dead Dragon Sword, he would still be unable to control the Dead Dragon Sword.

The so-called imperial sword is nothing more than the imperial sword of Qi. Even though Bai Ye's control of the dead dragon sword is not an ordinary sword, it will never change from its origin. The basic principle is not much out of the way. Some people who are proficient in strange methods, the dead dragon sword It is still difficult to exert strength.

So... the relationship with the Dead Dragon Sword must be further improved!

Bai Ye closed his eyes and sat in the training room for more than a month.

And this month, Shen Jianzong was exactly what Bai Ye said. After the rumors spread, Shen Jianzong was immediately harassed by a large number of sects and powerful people from all directions.

Even though Shen Jianzong explained over and over again that he had not obtained the Death Dragon Sword, there were still quite a few people who would not believe it.

Some even sneaked into Shen Jianzong, looking for news of the dead dragon sword.

But the rumors are rumors after all, so many people gathered in Shen Jianzong, but they have not been able to find the slightest trace of the dead dragon sword, and people also wake up.

After January, the relationship between Shen Jianzong and Death Dragon Sword had dropped to its lowest point.

Everyone once again threw their sights towards Yulou.

However, the Yulou at this moment has entered a state of full alert.

Mo Qingbingyu gathered the team early and prepared to deal with emergencies.

Although the people of the various sects were peeping at the Yulou and coveting the Death Dragon Sword, no one wanted to be the first bird. Everyone just watched from a distance. After all, the Yulou was not easy to provoke.

Just when everyone was eyeing but no one dared to take action, a figure like a sharp arrow rushed directly towards the Yulou.

In an instant, countless great abilities caught the attention.

The figure was like a rainbow with mighty power covering the sky, and the surging soul power seemed to be able to tear the sky apart.

"who?"

The disciples stationed outside the Yulou shouted and became vigilant.

However, the rushing figure ignored his words at all, still doing its own way, sprinting towards the Yulou.

"Asshole! Stop me!"

"Since you don't listen to advice, don't blame us!"

"Take him!!"

The shout spread.

All the disciples in the Yulou rushed up one after another, like a big net over that figure.

But they just approached.

Wow!

A gust of wind suddenly bloomed from the body of the figure and swept around.

When the wind blew, all the disciples who were enveloped by the aura were completely motionless.

They seemed to be frozen in mid-air, one by one like statues...

"What's the matter?" Su Wanxue heard the news and looked terrified when she saw this weird sight. When the wind hit, she immediately noticed it.

This is not a strong wind at all, but a space force!

The ability to release such a powerful and rich spatial force is enough to show the amazing strength of the opponent!

"Rewind!"

Su Wanxue's face was solemn, and she hurriedly shouted, "Go and notify the Immortal Lord!"

"Yes!"

The disciples retreated one after another.

At this moment, I saw that the figure stopped, and then a pale and slightly distorted face faced this side, with a playful smile on that person's face, looking at Su Wanxue here: "Who can Tell me...Where is the white night?"

The sound was not loud, and it rippled through the entire Yulou.

In an instant, the entire jade building was boiling.

"You...Who are you?" Su Wanxue asked with an ugly face, gritted her teeth.

"My name is Wan Qingyang. You should have heard of me." The man said with a smile.

Su Wanxue heard the sound, her pupils trembled violently, and her arm tremblingly pointed at the man: "You are the murderer Wan Qingyang? That fighting spirit?"

"Murder?" Wan Qingyang frowned slightly, and squinted at Su Wanxue: "Little girl, I don't like this title, but...Since you call me a murderer, then I won't kill a few people, yes I'm sorry for you?"

After all, Wan Qingyang directly raised his hand.

call! !

A terrifying air wave burst out from his arm instantly, hitting Su Wanxue directly.

Su Wanxue's face changed horribly, and she hurriedly offered a magic weapon to resist.

But Wan Qingyang's strength was too strong. As soon as she sacrificed the magic weapon, the magic weapon was crushed to pieces, and the remaining power blasted heavily on her.

boom!

Su Wanxue flew out and fell to the ground fiercely, vomiting blood, making it difficult to move.

When the disciples around Yulou saw this, they were shocked.

Just one blow... to abolish Su Wanxue?