As soon as the Sword Sect ancestor said this, all the Sword Sect elders in the hall stood up and surrounded Chen Anzhi.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!——

Three sounds of piercing the air came, and three people stood in front of Chen Anzhi in an instant.

"Who the hell dares to touch my brother Qiang's disciples!"

With a rough voice and fierce eyes, he glanced at the elders of the Sword Sect with eager eyes. It was Yang Sandao of the Tiandao Sect.

Many years later, his current cultivation level has already exceeded the level of becoming a god.

And Lu Qingyao beside him also swung his sword, feeling like a husband and wife.

besides.

The one who really makes all the elders dare not act rashly is the Demon Lord of Liuyun Mountain Range, Hu Xiaoyou.

She just stood there quietly, saying nothing, but looking up like a mountain, which made everyone feel depressed.

"Little fox, you are no match for me."

"Since you are a guest and have some strength, please step back. Don't make a mistake."

The ancestor of the Sword Sect also stood up, and his whole body was instantly like an unsheathed sword, and a majestic and powerful sword intent rushed towards Hu Xiaoyou.

The old man's sword intention was so lonely that even Hu Xiaoyou's delicate body couldn't help but tremble.

It can be seen how great the pressure she was under at this time.

Qi Jingnan stood up. Just as he was about to speak, he was stopped by the old man's gaze and sat back down.

Helpless, this old man is not only the ancestor of the Sword Sect, but also his master.

But at this moment!

An invincible sword intent erupted from Chen Anzhi's body. Although it was only at the third level, his invincible belief allowed him to face the old man's lonely sword intent at the seventh level without fear.

Zheng!——

Almost all of the people present were sword cultivators. As the two swords roared, everyone's swords were unsheathed and suspended in the air.

After a while.

All the long swords were facing Chen Anzhi's direction, with their sword blades slightly bent, as if they were worshiping their king.

This scene stunned the old man and shocked everyone.

"Well, that's interesting."

"It's really a good seedling. It's a pity that you were born at the wrong time."

"If there is peace, I will accept you as a close disciple and teach you all your skills."

"It's a pity that the Sword Sect is in danger now and is in danger of being destroyed in an instant. I have no choice but to use you to calm down their anger."

"Don't blame me. If you want to blame me, just blame your ignorant master."

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura blasted towards Chen Anzhi like a tsunami. It looked like he was going to take down Hu Xiaoyou and the others together.

"Qingqiu Secret Technique: Nine Netherworld Fire!"

With the appearance of the flame in Hu Xiaoyou's palm, the temperature in the hall instantly dropped.

The Nine Netherworld fire was spitting out, resisting the old man's strong pressure, while Yang Sandao and Lu Qingyao behind her were tightly grabbed by Yang Wudi and escaped from the battlefield.

The old man glanced at it and didn't pay attention. Instead, he focused all his energy on Hu Xiaoyou.

Chen Anzhi roared in a low voice and outputted his invincible sword like crazy. Even though his ears and nose were bleeding, and blood penetrated his pupils, he did not compromise at all.

"You are worthy of being my master, Chen Anzhi?"

"I have only one master, and that is Chen Qiang!"

With a low roar, Chen An's sword intent broke through the limit and reached the fourth level of sword intent!

There was a chill in the old man's eyes. He no longer retained any of his Mahayana aura. Now that he had broken up with the other party, he decided to take a ruthless action, otherwise once Chen Anzhi was allowed to grow up, he would definitely die!

Right now!

Zheng!!!——

There was another burst of sword sounds, and the long swords that had been worshiping in the direction of Chen Anzhi just now turned around and bowed toward the door of the hall.

This time the swords curved deeper, each sword exceeding 90 degrees.

An unyielding sword intent joined the battle group and easily separated the old man's lonely sword intent, Hu Xiaoyou's Nine Nether Fire and Chen Anzhi's invincible sword intent.

Immediately afterwards.

The Unyielding Sword Intent turned into a set of black battle clothes and covered Chen Anzhi's body.

The moment the battle clothes were put on, Chen Anzhi, who had always been calm, couldn't help but shed tears.

The aura above is so familiar to him!

"Anzhi, I'm sorry, I came back late, Master."

"Don't worry, none of these people who bully you can escape!"

Then a familiar voice came, and everyone hurriedly followed the sound, only to see a man with a good appearance and a good expression slowly walking towards him.

There was a smile on his lips, but the chill on his face was not concealed at all.

Wherever he walked, the disciples of the Sword Sect were all excited and overwhelmed with emotion.

"Brother Qiang!"

"Master Jianzi, you are finally back!!"

"We knew you would definitely come back and ask Brother Qiang to clean up the Sword Sect and clean up the house!!!"

Their words to each other were like the bowed swords, respectfully welcoming the gods in their hearts.

Facing the people who respected him, Chen Qiang nodded and smiled. Facing the people who had humiliated him before and were now oppressing Chen Anzhi, Chen Qiang looked coldly at him.

What makes everyone most surprised is that until this moment, they have not felt a trace of Chen Qiang's aura.

"You, you, you...are you a human or a ghost?!"

"Don't come here, how could you still be alive? That's a burial ground!!"

"Ghost! Chen Jian turned into a ghost and came to find us!"

"..."

Chen Qiang looked at these Jianzong elders who were dodging around in the hall with disdain. It was because of the existence of these black sheep that the Jianzong had declined to this point after only being closed for three years.

It's simply unbelievable that a dignified swordsman would be afraid of evil ghosts.

Stepping into the meeting hall, he raised his hand casually, and an elder of the Sword Sect was instantly taken into Chen Qiang's hands.

It was the elder who was the first to attack Chen Anzhi. In the blink of an eye, the elder fell limp in his hands, and was then thrown to the ground by Chen Qiang.

"very good."

"I already know everything about what just happened."

"None of you can escape!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was shocked.

"Chen Qiang, what kind of evil magic are you doing!"

"In front of my ancestor, I slaughtered my fellow disciples. You really think I am just a show-off!"

The ancestor of the Sword Sect was fierce in appearance and inwardly depressed. He was actually panicking now, but his identity forced him to scold him.

He could naturally recognize the mysterious armor covering Chen Anzhi's body. It was the condensed form of sword intent!

However, Chen Qiang didn't bother him at all, and walked straight past him, not forgetting to wave to Yang Sandao and Lu Qingyao, expressed his gratitude to Yang Wudi, and even comforted Qi Jingnan.

after.

He just walked up to Hu Xiaoyou and gave him a big hug. Then he looked at the sixteen-year-old boy in front of him and ruffled his hair fiercely.

"Master!" Chen Anzhi murmured.

"Well, Master is back. Leave the rest to me." Chen Qiang slowly smoothed the messed up hair and said softly: "You are very good. We haven't seen you for more than three years, and you are already at the first level of Yuanying."

, Master is very satisfied!”

After being praised by Chen Qiang, Chen An subconsciously smiled shyly, as if he was back to the dog he was back then.

at last.

Chen Qiang then looked at the Sword Sect ancestor and a group of Sword Sect elders who were running away frantically.
Chapter completed!