The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

After seven months had passed, the Sword Emperor Li Dao reappeared in the martial arts world!

However, this time, he appeared to be in a rather sorry state. His upper body and lower body were wrapped in a tiger-skin skirt with yellow and black stripes.

If it wasn't for his independent temperament, people would easily associate him with the barbarians.

Jian Xiong was still wearing his purple robe, which was wrinkled, but it was still beautiful.

As this man and woman walked on the street, the surrounding people pointed at them and whispered amongst themselves.

Li Dao carried a clay pot on his back and a four and a half feet long sword in his left hand. It looked extremely strange.

Within the jar was naturally the dragon bone powder ground from the dragon's bones. Following the principle of not wasting it, it was brought back to the Sword Saint for his Gold Buddha body cultivation.

Li Dao's face turned black, while the face of the Sword Hero turned red as he forced a smile.

"If people in the martial arts world were to know the Sword Emperor's current appearance, they would definitely laugh until their stomachs hurt," Jian Xiong whispered softly as she hung onto Li Dao's arm and blew on his ear.

"No, no one dares to laugh at me." Li Dao had a serious face, but his heart felt a little awkward.

Why are so many people looking at me? Are they looking at beauties and wild beasts?

He quickly found a tailor shop and put on a new set of white clothes. Suddenly, he felt extremely handsome.

Jian Xiong had also changed into a new set of clothes and had become much more beautiful.

After finding the biggest restaurant in the city, the two of them chose a table near the window and sat down, filling it to the brim with dishes.

The clay pot was casually placed aside. Li Dao didn't care because no one could steal anything right under his nose.

Ao Xue's blood essence had already been mostly refined, her Nascent Soul had already taken shape. Once it was fully formed, he would be able to reach the half-step Immortal Soul stage, the same level as the Saint Chess Sword Founder Ying Shuntian.

The two of them had eaten wild food in Mount Qi for more than half a year, but now, for the first time ever, they felt that these dishes in the restaurant were actually delicious food.

There were a few martial artists around. They didn't seem to have any sects, and their cultivation was not high either. They were all martial artists.

These people did not recognize Li Dao and Jian Xiong.

Those who mentioned the title of Sword Emperor would definitely know about it. However, they did not know who they were upon seeing who they were.

"You said that this Shangguan Yushi actually did not die and was able to take back the Prestigious Alliance? I wonder how the Sword Emperor let him go back then?"

A thin man started the topic, looking somewhat like a scholar.

"That's right. Helian Ba, as the overlord of his generation, had actually died at the hands of Ren Qianxing. How lamentable!"

The middle-aged man with a full beard revealed a depressed look on his face. He took a gulp of wine and continued, "Unfortunately for Miss Yu'er, she actually married that scumbag Ren Qianxing. If I wasn't in Xichuan, I would have definitely rescued Miss Bai from Ren Qianxing's clutches."

"Come on, Big Beard, why don't you take a piss and take care of yourself? Let's not talk about whether Miss Bai would like you. Can you beat Ren Qianxing alone?"

One of the one-eyed man had a vulgar smile on his face, and his tone was filled with disdain.

"F * ck you son of a bitch, watch your words. Do you believe that I won't slap you to death?"

The bearded man slammed the table, scaring everyone in the restaurant. Of course, Li Dao and Jian Xiong were not among them.

"Big bearded man, do you think laozi is afraid of you and wants your claws?"

One-Eyed Dragon's one eye revealed a fierce light. He didn't back down in the slightest as the two of them faced off against each other.

A few unspecialized characters around them seemed to understand these two guys very well. They didn't try to persuade them and instead continued to talk about what had just happened.

"Speaking of Ren Qianxing, I did hear one thing. It was said that he even killed Shangguan Yushi and obtained the demon sword. Right now, he is in charge of the Prestigious Alliance!"

When one of them spoke of Ren Qianxing, his face was filled with amazement, wishing that he could take his place.

"Don't listen to rumors, it's like this in the martial arts world. Anything that passes through them becomes ridiculous." The scholarly man shook his head, clearly not believing the story.

"But I do know that Ren Qianxing killed the Wine Master, there's no way this can go wrong." Another person interjected.

Li Dao sat by the window, deep in thought. After leaving for half a year, had the plot already progressed to this stage? It seemed like the Life and Death Chess wasn't too far away from being born.

"What's wrong, why are you so engrossed in your thoughts?" Jian Xiong waved her hand in front of Li Dao's eyes. He did not know that the demon sword was separated from the sword, otherwise she would have been worried.