Super Sect Development System

"Quickly retreat!"

Almost instantly, Taoist Ji Ping and Wuming Quasi-Zun quickly retreated a hundred feet away.

Just now, the two of them actually felt a terrifying power from this Taoist who was only in the Peeping Realm!

However, he only had the cultivation base of the peak of the Pure Realm, and had not even reached the Shattering Realm!

And Taoist Ji Ping and the other two were in the Quasi-Zun realm!

The two looked at each other, with fear in their eyes.

"If you dare to hurt the people of my Cangliu Palace, you have to ask me, the Palace Master, if I agree." Ren Hongyuan's black hair fluttered in the wind, his cold eyes were like lightning, and even though he was full of murderous intent, he was also righteous.

"Are you the Palace Master of Cangliu Palace?" Taoist Ji Ping asked suspiciously.

At the same time, the fear in his heart eased a little. Cangliu Palace was just one of the branches of the Nine Palaces Dao, and its Palace Master seemed to have only practiced for 30,000 to 40,000 years. Such a person, no matter how amazing and brilliant, could not threaten him.

Sure enough, the nameless quasi-venerable beside Taoist Ji Ping also lowered his guard a little when he heard the title of the Palace Master of Cangliu Palace. Similarly, he also believed that Taoist Master Hu Yanzhuo was not his opponent, and this Palace Master of the branch sect was even less likely.

Just now, perhaps it was just that the law of time was too mysterious, so they could not adapt for a while.

"Ren Hongyuan?" Taoist Ji Ping called out Ren Hongyuan's name.

Ren Hongyuan said: "It's me."

Taoist Ji Ping sneered: "In terms of seniority, even your Taoist Master Hu Yanzhuo is tens of thousands of years younger than me, and he still has to call me senior. You, a junior who has practiced for 30,000 to 40,000 years, what qualifications do you have to be on equal footing with me?"

Obviously, he thought that Ren Hongyuan should not call himself "I", but should call himself "Junior" like Li Qingyun.

But the next moment, Taoist Ji Ping's eyelids jumped,

because Ren Hongyuan did not argue with him,

but,

directly took out the sword.

Ling Ran's fighting spirit appeared in Ren Hongyuan.

Li Qingyun, who was hiding behind Ren Hongyuan, was shocked. As Ren You's father, Palace Master Ren was indeed countless times stronger than his son. Ren You would not know how much nonsense he would say if he encountered such a situation.

But Ren Hongyuan did not say a word of nonsense. No matter who the opponent was, he dared to draw his sword and fight!

That day, outside the 20th city of Zhulong Star Road, he did this, one man and one sword, blocking the king-level star disk alone.

According to legend, ten thousand years ago, he also blocked the heart power of the Xisi Ghost Lord with one sword.

Now, he appeared in front of him again, blocking two quasi-lords!

Ren Hongyuan's black hair fluttered, and the long sword in his hand reflected a bright silver-white arc light.

Swish——

The long sword was raised and swung!

He actually attacked the two quasi-lords directly!

The silver-white arc light flashed, and a sword fell!

Taoist Ji Ping sneered and used the Thunder Ring to attack Ren Hongyuan, while the nameless quasi-exalted stood with his arms folded, disdaining to join Taoist Ji Ping in besieging Ren Hongyuan.

Ding——

The long sword hit the Thunder Ring, making a long and crisp sound.

But as this long sound appeared, Taoist Ji Ping's face instantly turned extremely pale, "This is..."

"Puff——"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out of Taoist Ji Ping's mouth, and what was even more terrifying was that his clothes were mostly shattered at this moment, and countless wounds appeared on his body!

His magic weapon Tiangang Qinglei Ring... was directly destroyed, and the sword energy was rampant, seriously injuring his body!

"How many swords are you using!!!"

Taoist Ji Ping wiped the blood off his face and shouted.

He was in a mess, and his voice was crazy.

Ren Hongyuan stood with a sword in hand and said calmly: "You have already lost."

"Besides, you are no match for Taoist Master Huyan."

"Tell me!! How many swords did you use!!!" Taoist Ji Ping asked Ren Hongyuan frantically, as if he had not heard what Ren Hongyuan said.

Ren Hongyuan ignored him and swung his sword again.

The long sword soared up in the wind and attacked the nameless quasi-zun!

The nameless quasi-zun had already realized that the timing was wrong, and burst out all his cultivation, turned around, and fled for his life!

He was very fast. According to his calculations, Ren Hongyuan's sword could not catch up with him! He could definitely escape!

But the next moment, that terrifying feeling came again,

The speed of time around him slowed down again!

He turned around in despair and saw in horror that

Behind Ren Hongyuan, stood a thousand-foot-tall pale yellow phantom...

This is...

Liusha Dharma!

Boom——

The sword light roared and hit the nameless quasi-zun!

Crush!

Complete crush!

The two quasi-venerables, in front of Ren Hongyuan, did not have the slightest power to fight back!

The nameless quasi-venerable gritted his teeth and took out a jade slip, crushed it directly, and then, the power of space flashed, and his figure disappeared.

He actually used the means of saving his life decisively in the end and escaped.

Ren Hongyuan did not chase him, but turned to look at Taoist Ji Ping and raised his sword again.

Taoist Ji Ping seemed to be stimulated by something at this time, and he looked crazy, "How many swords were just now!!!"

"Tell me, tell me, tell me..."

The great monk of the quasi-venerable realm, at this time, was disheveled, covered with wounds, with a look of fear on his face, tears and snot flowing together, leaving several dirty marks on his face, extremely embarrassed.

But he kept muttering in his mouth: "How many swords, how many swords..."

Li Qingyun felt a sense of sadness in his heart. Taoist Ji Ping had practiced for nearly 200,000 years, and he was also a strong man who once looked down on others...

But for these thousands of years, the inner demon tribulation was like a sharp sword hanging above his head, forcing him to a state of near death, and his Taoist heart had long been covered in dust.

He has been fighting for his remaining few thousand years of life, and has been trying to find ways to survive. However, his path of cultivation has long come to an end, and it is almost impossible to survive the inner demon tribulation.

At this time, seeing Ren Hongyuan easily wield the secret sword technique combined with the law of time, he finally couldn't bear the blow, and his Taoist heart collapsed and he went crazy.

It is really sad that a powerful person in the Quasi-Senior realm was forced to end up like this because of the inner demon tribulation.

Ren Hongyuan looked at Taoist Ji Ping quietly, shook his head slightly, and explained: "When my sword hit your magic weapon, it made a long sound. This long sound is actually the result of four rapid impacts. And the echo is mixed, that is to say, with this wave of my hand..."

"It's the Four Swords."

Li Qingyun was extremely shocked. The four swords merged into one, and the speed of the swords was almost the same. Coupled with the destructive power of the four swords falling at the same time, such a powerful secret skill was indeed a secret skill that could crush two quasi-masters!

But unfortunately, Taoist Ji Ping could no longer hear Ren Hongyuan's words. He still stared and murmured to himself: "How many swords are there? Tell me, tell me..."

"well--"

Ren Hongyuan let out a long sigh and waved his sword again.

Taoist Ji Ping's muttering stopped abruptly, his eyes straightened, and he fell to the ground with a plop. Before he died, there was a smile of relief on the corner of his mouth...

Swish——

There was a flash of sword light, and Ren Hongyuan put away the long sword.

Li Qingyun raised his head and looked at Ren Hongyuan, who was dressed in black Taoist robes and had black hair blowing in the wind. Even though he looked middle-aged, he was extremely handsome, and a sense of reverence arose spontaneously.

It has been 35,000 years since I became the palace master and I have practiced cultivation.

But one person can crush two Quasi-Senior Realm experts!

At this moment, he seemed to understand the meaning of peerless elegance.

What is peerless elegance? Maybe this is it.

compared with him,

Those so-called geniuses who are 20,000 years old on the list of geniuses are just a joke.