The old man ghost reached out and stroked his beard, looking mysterious and unfathomable. He did not answer directly, but just nodded.
At this moment, the sword energy in the sky soared into the sky, and the expressions of the two changed.
The old man ghost stood up suddenly, his body swayed, and turned into a ray of black smoke and disappeared without a trace.
The deaf woman's reaction was a little slower and she quickly followed her out.
At the entrance of the village, everyone gathered here became turbulent.
Several monks of the ninth level of the Qi-Spiriting Realm hung in the air all had hope in their eyes.
To the east, the sword energy soared into the sky, emitting a sharp and sharp aura.
Just a little bit of feeling it makes me feel cold all over my body.
"He is a great monk in the realm of Condensing True Realm!"
"There is someone from Linjian Sect!"
Many of the people present exclaimed.
Some people thought more, with gloating expressions on their faces, and they thought to themselves: "The sword cultivator is stronger than the cultivator of the same level. Let's see how the realm of Condensation in Dadi Village is dealing with it!"
"You are strong and can crush us, so what? When the sword cultivators of Linjian Sect come, you will also be crushed under your feet!"
The sword light quickly came over the crowd from far to near, and slowly landed.
A group of fifteen people jumped down, and each of them exuded a fearful sword energy.
Especially the middle-aged man who took the lead, after the sword light landed, it did not dissipate, but hovered in the air and inserted it into the scabbard behind the man.
"I am Zhuo Yun from Linjian Sect. I took over here temporarily. The irrelevant people retreat quickly!"
Zhuo Yun's voice was so loud that it sounded like sharp blades, piercing the eardrums.
At the entrance of the village, Zhao Cui and other disciples of the Zhao family changed their qualities one after another.
Looking at this person, he couldn't help but look in awe.
Zhao Cui looked real and stepped out in one step, standing in front of all the tribe members, with golden light flashing all over his body. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a long roar from far to near.
"Hahaha, Brother Zhuo, what a coincidence, I met you here, which is really gratifying!"
A ray of light soared into the sky, and even in broad daylight, it was still clearly visible.
This is a pale white light like a crescent moon, like a bright moon rising into the sky, with a cold and cold breath, like a knife and an arrow.
"Wangyue Sect, the moon is long and the water!" Zhuo Yun paused, and his originally relaxed expression instantly became a little solemn.
The visitor soon came near, with only one person, with white clothes and outstanding appearance.
When the female monks present saw it, they couldn't help but feel heart-warming.
The battle between swords and swords has been around since ancient times. Linjian Sect practices swordsmanship, while Wangyue Sect practices Wangyue Sword Technique.
The knife is like the moon, and the cold is like a hook.
"Brother Yue, I'm going first. According to the previous agreement, this place belongs to my Linjian Sect, and you must not interfere!" Zhuo Yun's body shook, and the two swords behind her buzzed swords, ready to unsheath at any time.
Yue Changshui raised her eyebrows, her eyebrows and eyes were like hooks.
He was not angry either. He just stood in the sky with his feet on the full moon scimitar, and his white clothes were floating, and he was indescribable.
"Brother Zhuo, you have crossed the boundary!" Yue Changshui only spit out a few words, which made Zhuo Yun's face darker again.
"Yue Changshui, as far as I know, this place does not belong to your Moon Sect." The two swords behind Zhuo Yun popped out with a clang, turning into two streams of light in the air, floating in front of him. He took one step and slowly took off the two swords.
"Oh? Then... beat me, why don't you give it to you Linjian Sect here!" The full moon scimitar under Yue Changshui's feet flashed, turning into ten moon-like sword lights, surrounding his body.
That ethereal temperament, with a flowing posture, made many female cultivators' hearts beat faster.
"When will it be your turn here to point fingers in Dadi Village?" A leisurely voice came out, and the old man ghost walked out from behind the Zhao family's disciples.
Recently, things have happened one after another, which has seriously affected the order of Dadi Village and made him very unhappy.
Zhuo Yun and Yue Changshui were stunned at first, and at the same time, their eyes fell on the old man ghost and the deaf woman who was following behind them.
"There are two levels of the realm of condensed true nature, where can we get the confidence to say such words?" Zhuo Yun pulled the corner of her mouth and said disdainfully.
Yue Changshui frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.
"Where did a half-baked sword cultivator get the confidence?" The old man ghost met up with tit-for-tat without hesitation.
His words made everyone around him feel uproar.
"Is this old man seeking death? He actually talked to the sword cultivator in this tone!"
"This is completely humiliation from Hong Guoguo, now he is dead."
Sure enough, Zhuo Yun's face darkened, and two streams of light shot out from her feet, stabbing the ghost old man.
Seeing this, the old man ghost reached out and grabbed it, took off the purple-edged black banner inserted between his waist, and waited for his move, but Lin Qin's voice came from his ears.
"This person is a sword cultivator. Although he is a half-baked man, his true energy also contains a hint of righteousness. Although you can beat him, you have to use some means."
"The development of the village is crucial. You can only use him to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys, so as not to be disturbed endlessly."
"If you want to blame, blame yourself and turn it to the gun."
As soon as Lin Qin finished speaking, two sword lights were imprisoned in the air by an invisible force, revealing their true nature.
This is one blue and one blue, two long swords, the sword body is filled with treasure light, not an extraordinary item, but both are medium-grade treasures.
"How is that possible?" Zhuo Yun's face changed, and she couldn't help but retreat several feet away, looking at the two long swords imprisoned in the air in surprise.
The old man ghost laughed and said sarcastically: "You are a half-baked person and are angry. With your cultivation level, you should go back and practice for hundreds of years before you come back!"
Zhuo Yun's face changed rapidly, and then she gritted her teeth and raised her hand to produce several magic tricks.
Every time the magic formula is formed, the two long swords shake violently.
However, after dozens of breaths, the sword was still imprisoned in place without moving at all.
"What the hell are you doing?" Zhuo Yun's eyes were blood red, and the true energy in her body was a little uncontrollable, and almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Want to know?" said the old man ghost jokingly, "I won't tell you!"
Zhuo Yun gritted her teeth and tried every means to retract the two long swords, but in vain.
Just then.
Zheng...
The two long swords made a roar and rolled back together, turning into two rays of rays of rays of rays in the air.
It connects the sky and the earth, as if it wants to cut the sky and the earth in half.
This is a great power of heaven and earth, which integrates all the surrounding heaven and earth into two swords.
Some people see two sword peaks.
Someone saw two winding rivers.
Someone also saw two starlight falling from the void.
What Zhuo Yun saw was the sword itself.
Mountains, rivers, the great power of heaven and earth, and even the power of the small village behind them are integrated into this sword.
This is a shocking sword.
This is the third level of magic level and the general trend.
"This is..." Zhuo Yun's body and mind were taken away by this sword, and she stood there blankly, her eyes sluggishly.
The two sword lights came to him without any notice and actually fell into an enlightenment state.
Lin Qin was stunned for a moment, "This man is actually using the sword cultivator material, okay, let's scatter..."
When the two sword lights almost hit Zhuo Yun's skin, the whole thing exploded, turning into light spots and dissipated with the wind.
Chapter completed!