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Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-Six Welcome to the Patriarch!

The world is shaking, and the war is in chaos.

But Qijian Villa, the center of the storm, maintains a strange calm.

On the one hand, Chu Huoluo and Princess Long control the disciples, on the other hand, the great god standing at the gate also made the atmosphere solemn.

The senior officials of Potian Dao camped not far from Fu Potian and were guarding loyally.

Fu Potian just sat on the ground, as if he closed his eyes and rested, but for a month, he didn't even move.

Regardless of the wind, frost, rain and snow, he remained motionless, just like a long blood-colored knife placed across his knees.

Princess Long and Chu Huoluo stood on the bronze sword at the entrance of the mountain, looked at him worriedly, and whispered.

"I have never seen a warrior like him... except for his master."

Chu Huoluo had to admit that no one can match Fu Potian's calm and comfortable demeanor except Shen Zhenyi.

"This person's sword energy has been completely restrained. If he was like a sharp blade that splits the world before, now it is impossible to see clearly."

Princess Long's tone was full of worry.

Can't see through.

What scary about Fu Potian in the past was his sword technique.

And now, what's scary is him.

"He was already at the tenth level of the real person realm before. The master said that his realm was not as good as himself - why should he give him some advice?"

Chu Huoluo thought Shen Zhenyi was really a weird person.

Why do you need to create a strong enemy for yourself?

"Master's idea is different from ours."

Princess Long frowned and said, "I think what Master values ​​is the prosperity of martial arts, not the personal outcome - but no one in the world can beat him."

"It's just this person..."

She looked at Fu Potian from afar and always felt a palpitations.

——As if all the stability will be destroyed by this person.

Chu Huoluo also felt the threat and remained silent.

The warriors who received the news of this battle came one after another to observe this battle that would determine the future of the Eight Cultivation World.

The Great Moon Dynasty has been destroyed, and the victory or defeat of these two people determines who will decide the future Eight Cultivation World.

Moreover, both of them have reached the tenth level of the legendary realm of real people. This decisive battle will inevitably be wonderful, and it is even more of a feast for warriors.

"What will happen if the sword of the sky strikes against Mr. Shen San?"

Now that the two of them are powerful, everyone can only speculate on them, but it is precisely because of this that there are many different legends.

Someone said: "Mr. Shen's martial arts has surpassed the world's ultimate realm! His sword caused the whereabouts of stars and destroyed the entire imperial city. Even His Majesty the Emperor died under his sword. Even if the master of the Dao of Destroys is high, how can he surpass him?"

Someone retorted: "This is a bad saying. The sword intention of the Lord of the Dao of Destiny originated from the south, with the axis of the earth as the tip and the sky as the sheath, hidden in his chest. Once the sword energy appears, the sky will break, which has surpassed all the martial arts of the Great Moon Dynasty. This is what is called "Destiny". Even if Mr. Shen inherited the imperial energy of the Great Moon Dynasty, he would inevitably be unlucky."

Most people believe that Shen Zhenyi's defeat of the Great Moon Dynasty naturally inherited the imperial spirit left by the dynasty and could have been invincible, but the way of destroying the sky was originally intended to be "breaking the sky". Once the knife's intention was fulfilled, it would become a restraining force.

Besides, Fu Potian has been famous for a long time, and with the power of the Dao of Heaven, most of the sects and families in the Eight Cultivation World bet on the Dao of Heaven to win.

In this atmosphere, Shen Zhenyi returned to Qijian Villa.

"The third young master is back!"

"The third young master is back!"

The people were still thousands of miles away, and the news had already reached the entrance of Qijian Villa.

——Shen Zhenyi did not deliberately hide his whereabouts. After leaving the imperial city, he was immediately discovered by spies from major forces, and from then on, someone followed him silently.

He returned all the way, and before he could reach Qijian Villa, it was known to everyone in the world.

The people of the Defeat Heaven were moved by the terror.

At this time, Fu Potian had not yet come out of seclusion.

He was still sitting quietly in front of the gate of Qijian Villa. If Shen Zhenyi took the opportunity to do it, wouldn't it be...

The people of Potian Dao were afraid, but they were eager to protect their masters. They stood up one after another and surrounded Fu Potian for several times.

Shen Zhenyi came trampling on the dust.

White clothes are better than snow, and are spotless.

Although he had just passed a war to destroy the dynasty and despite the tens of thousands of miles of trek, Shen Zhenyi still seemed to be walking in the garden without any change.

His face was calm, his breathing was light and steady, and he walked slowly, but in an instant he was several miles away, which made people amazed.

Zi Ningjun was still following her closely, thinking about the princess of Bingxue Liuli, with a expressionless face and her eyes only stayed on Shen Zhenyi's side face.

Young Master Yu followed them panting.

——Originally, he should have returned to the Central Plains Sword Sect to report the situation to his father, but somehow he thought that he would follow Shen Zhenyi closely anyway. He had only followed him tens of thousands of miles away, and only sent a letter to his family.

"Who is this woman?"

"I don't know you!"

On the way the three of them passed, there were people behind them pointing and talking.

"I heard that this person is Zi Ningjun, the leader of Zi Yan Sect four hundred years ago. At that time, the Jiuchan Heavenly Fighting Arena also entered the Chaoli Secret Realm. He practiced in the secret realm for four hundred years before he escaped!"

Well-informed people spread the news, and everyone took a breath after hearing this. They couldn't believe that this delicate woman, who was as delicate as ice and snow, had such a big background.

——But then the Zi Yan Sect rushed over and down, kneeled to the entrance of the road to greet them, dispelling their doubts.

Headed by Su Fangzhai, the current leader of Zi Yan Sect, a group of disciples knelt on both sides of the avenue and kowtowed to Zi Ningjun.

"See the ancestor!"

"Welcome to the ancestors back!"

Su Fangzhai was so excited that she was filled with tears.

Now Zi Yan Sect is a vassal of Qi Jian Villa. After she obtained the Zi Feng Restoration Truth Word, she comprehended the Zihuo Xin Emperor twice the result with half the effort. Over the past ten years, she has pushed her realm to the sixth level of the Real Person Realm, far exceeding that of that year.

——Of course, this strength is not enough to gain a foothold as a major sect. If we can welcome back the ancestor who was the ninth level of the True Person Realm four hundred years ago, then the Zi Yan Sect can surpass the so-called eight sects of the Central Plains at once!

"Get up."

Zi Ningjun knew that these people were all his disciples, but he was not very excited, and just gave a light command.

"yes!"

Su Fangzhai was full of excitement, "Please go back to the mountain to serve tea."

“No need.”

Zi Ningjun shook his head, "I will follow Mr. Shen first. If the Zi Yan Sect is willing to join Qijian Villa in the future, you will join us. If you don't want to, you can also deal with it yourself, don't worry about me."

She didn't care about her ancestors' foundation.

Su Fangzhai was stunned and saw that Zi Ningjun had already walked to the entrance of Qijian Villa with Shen Zhenyi.

Shen Zhenyi walked towards Fu Potian.

The people who broke the heavenly path suddenly became nervous, and their faces looked like frost!

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