Xuantian Sword Master? Who is it?

Liu Fei blinked her eyes and looked confused. Apparently, she had never heard of Xuantian Sword Lord.

Master, is this the one you are talking about?

Yun Lan on the side seemed to have thought of something and looked at Lei Yun with some uncertainty.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Yang Qi was even more confused. The Xuantian Sword Master in Lei Yun's mouth seemed to be very powerful, but it was fine that he had never heard of it, but even Liu Fei had not heard of it, but it was a bit strange.

Already.

You have never heard of the name Xuantian Sword Master, and it is not surprising. He became famous too early. Five or six hundred years ago, he was already famous in the Chu Empire. Lei Yun smiled slightly.

Five or six hundred years ago, Wuzong's lifespan was only about two hundred years. Of course, the ordinary Wuzong didn't know about what happened five or six hundred years ago. Not to mention Wuzong, even some Wuzong had probably never heard of it.

Xuantian Sword Master's life is a legend. He became a martial artist at the age of ten, a martial arts master at the age of sixteen, a nine-star martial arts master at the age of thirty, and a martial master at the age of forty. Yun Lan sighed with a look on his face.

Entering Wuzun at the age of forty?!

Yang Qi took a breath. Yun Lan was already a monster. In his early thirties, he was already an eight-star martial arts master with a small degree of swordsmanship. But if he wanted to step into the martial arts master before the age of forty, the chance was slim. The higher the cultivation level, the higher the level.

The slower it goes, not to mention that there is still a huge bottleneck of Martial Lord. How many evil geniuses are trapped at the peak of Martial Lord and can only grow old.

As early as hundreds of years ago, his cultivation had reached the level of a high-level martial master, and his swordsmanship was the first among people today, so he was called a sword master. Lei Yun said slowly.

Phew~

Yang Qi took a deep breath, monster, this is the real monster. Compared with Xuantian Sword Master, the geniuses on the Tianjiao List can only look up to him!

He is also the only cultivator who has broken through the eighth floor of the sword tower in three thousand years. Yun Lan said in a deep voice.

Eighth floor of sword tower?

In the history of Tianjian Sect, it is not impossible that people have broken through the ninth floor of the sword tower, but they are rare beings. Even the eighth floor of the sword tower, those who can break through are extremely rare, and only one can appear in thousands of years.

A genius like Luo Zhenyue has only passed the fifth floor, and has not even passed the sixth floor of the Sword Tower! Luo Zhenyue was the number one person in Xuanjian Peak before!

Senior, now this senior Xuantian Sword Master Yang Qi looked at Lei Yun.

He is one of the most promising cultivators among the Martial Lords of the Tianjian Sect of this generation to step into the level of Martial King. Lei Yun smiled slightly.

Yang Qi nodded slightly, but he was not surprised at all. In fact, if such a monster genius had been taught by a strong person to practice, he would have already reached the level of King of Martial Arts!

Of his eight disciples, six stepped into the Martial Lord, and one of them died unexpectedly hundreds of years ago. Lei Yun said.

What about another one? Liu Fei asked the question that Yang Qi wanted to ask.

The other one is no stranger to you, he is Zhao Qian. Lei Yun smiled slightly.

Zhao Qian, it’s him!

Yang Qi was shocked. Zhao Qian was the second-ranked genius on the Tianjiao list, and his strength could be said to be comparable to that of Chu Yunlong, who was ranked first! This man was actually a disciple of Xuantian Sword Master. With Zhao Qian’s talent, he entered

Wu Zun is almost a certainty. In other words, Xuantian Sword Master’s disciples are all Wu Zun?

You are just a monster with your own talent, but how can you teach your disciples to be so powerful?

With the character of the Xuantian Sword Master, the ancient battle body would not be easily spread. Lei Yun said.

Hearing this, Yang Qi had a wry smile on his face.

Seeing Yang Qi's disappointed look, Lei Yun couldn't help but smile and said, "But you don't have to worry too much. I have some friendship with him. I can help you ask, but I'm not sure whether it can be done."

Master, don’t you mean that within the sect, even the sect leader has to give you some face? Even Xuantian Sword Master can’t handle it. Liu Fei curled her lips.

The corner of Lei Yun's mouth twitched. Is Xuantian Sword Master an ordinary person? He is the number one swordsman today!

It’s all down to senior,” Yang Qi said quickly.

Xuantian Sword Master's identity in Tianjian Sect is probably very obvious. How is it possible for him, a new disciple of the sect, to obtain secrets that are not passed down by others? As for Lei Yun, there is still a glimmer of hope, but it is only a glimmer. It's just hope, the chances of success are slim.

After sending Lei Yun and his party away, Yang Qi had a look of disappointment on his face. He no longer had any hope for the ancient fighting body in the hands of Xuantian Sword Master. At the level of Xuantian Sword Master, accepting disciples depends on his mood. In his eyes, the most important thing is probably to step into the realm of King Wu. Even if Yang Qi is willing to become a disciple, he may not accept him. After all, Xuantian Sword Master just accepted Zhao Gan as his disciple not long ago, and it is very likely that he will accept him again in a short time. Low.

At the foot of Xuanjian Peak, Yun Lan looked at Leiyun on the side and said slowly, Master, Xuantian Sword Master probably won't tell anyone about his ancient battle body, right?

Lei Yun nodded slightly. There were only two types of ancient fighting bodies in Tianjian Sect, which shows how precious they are. Although it is difficult to practice, it is impossible for Xuantian Sword Master to spread the word.

What if Yang Qi is willing to become a disciple? Liu Fei on the side said.

That would only happen if the person is willing to accept it. Yun Lan smiled bitterly.

The Tianjian Sect has produced many geniuses over the past few hundred years, but apart from Zhao Qian, many of the disciples of the Xuantian Sword Master were recruited hundreds of years ago. Even if you want to become a disciple, it is not that easy. At that level, he is the only one who takes the initiative to accept disciples, and will not set any external tests to accept disciples!

You guys go back first, I'll go see him, I hope he won't refuse directly for my sake. Lei Yun smiled bitterly and said, as long as he doesn't refuse directly, Yang Qi still has hope. If he refuses directly, then Yang Qi will There is no hope of getting the ancient battle body.

Hearing this, Yun Lan and the other two nodded slightly. They also understood that a powerful man of Xuantian Sword Master's level was not something they could see each other.

Whoosh~

Lei Yun's body moved and disappeared from the place.

Tianjian Peak, Xuantian Palace.

Outside the huge palace, a figure was practicing swordsmanship. Not far from that figure, a middle-aged man was looking at the young man practicing swordsmanship with a calm expression.

Wow~

After practicing a set of sword techniques, the young man put away his sword and stood up.

It seems that your experience in the past few months has not been in vain, and the harvest is not small. The middle-aged man looked at the young man, with a smile on his face.

The disciple planned to stay in seclusion for a while and then go out to practice. The young man said.

If there are practitioners who have seen the Tianjiao List here, they must be able to recognize that the young man in front of them is Zhao Qian, who is ranked second on the Tianjiao List.

It’s good to stay in seclusion for a while, just to digest and absorb the gains during this period. If you have any questions during this period, you can ask me. The middle-aged man said calmly.

yes!

Hearing this, Zhao Qian's face showed a hint of joy.

Xuantian, you have gained a good disciple. At this moment, a hearty laughter came from not far away.

Hearing this voice, the middle-aged man couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and looked in the direction from which the voice came. "Old Demon Lei, why are you here?"
Chapter completed!