There was wind across the sky, blowing away the floating clouds.
In Tianqi Palace, a man who looked extremely handsome, like a girl, raised his lotus fingers and took the secret message in his hand.
Then he said with some surprise: "He's a little Taoist priest? Or from Qingcheng Mountain? It's really interesting!!"
"By the way, what's going on with the chief inspector? Is there any news?"
In a fairy-like residence outside the territory, a handsome man with white hair was full of wonder.
"Actually, I have fought with Zhao Huafan. He is far from as simple as you think. When he handed me a sword, if he had a trace of murderous intention at that time, I might have died long ago!"
A bald little monk didn't seem to believe it when he heard this.
"He also knows swordsmanship??"
"Isn't this impossible?? Doesn't he have no internal force in his body?? What can he use to activate it??"
The white-haired man shook his head slightly.
"His master is a Taoist Sword Immortal and doesn't know swordsmanship? Then this is too much fun! As for what he uses to activate it, I'm also very curious, but I can tell you that his sword has the full power of the Sword Immortal.
The power of the attack!"
Hearing this, the little monk suddenly stood up, his face changed drastically, and he was ready to show his horror.
"Uncle Mo, are you saying that Zhao Huafan is a swordsman??"
"Otherwise! Why do you think the old monk Wangyou would discuss Tao with him?? He is a peerless expert in the Great Free Heaven Realm. Otherwise, he would not have been qualified to adopt you back then. If Zhao Huafan had not reached that realm, there would have been no discussion between them.
No, but simply listen to the sermon!”
After a moment of silence, the white-haired man said again: "Although I can't guarantee that he has entered the Great Freedom Realm, his combat power has definitely entered the Sword Immortal Realm!"
The young monk turned back and glanced at him, "Uncle Mo, are you so sure??"
"Actually, when your father was still here, he once explained something that the mysterious realm of divine travel can be encountered but cannot be sought. Mysteries are mysterious, but there is a prerequisite for reaching the combat power of the Great Free Heaven Realm."
The young monk asked again, "What's the premise?"
"A pure and condensed sword intent reaching a certain level, that feeling is very mysterious. Even if many people know it, they cannot reach it. It is like a few top combat powers in the dark river of the Central Plains. Although their combat power is close to that of the Sword Fairyland, but
But there is always a slight difference. For them, if there is no opportunity, this may be the end of their lives!"
"You mean Zhao Huafan also has such a sword intention??"
"Yes, I remember that sword intention is called Bu Ping Yi."
"No wonder, before, Uncle Mo would say that if he asked for something, we as a whole would be obliged to do so!! In other words, this time, it was a sword fairy who sent me back safely??"
"Of course~~"
On top of Cangshan Mountain, there were brocades of flowers, and a girl with a mask fell into silence as she looked at the secret letter in her hand.
Suddenly she pointed her sword energy in the air and smashed the small piece of paper in her hand to pieces.
"I guessed it right, the people from Qingcheng Mountain are still his disciples!!"
Under a pavilion on the top of the mountain, a man with a streak of white hair on his forehead shook the gourd in his hand and shook his head helplessly.
"Oh! Women! They always like to tell the truth!"
Suddenly, a sword energy exploded into the sea of clouds, like thunder falling from the sky. Suddenly, it exploded in the air, creating a big hole in the sea of clouds, and then it jumped towards the man who was drinking.
The drinking man's mouth twitched.
Then he lifted his fingers, heard two beeps, and a trickle of water burst out from the wine bottle, and then turned into the shape of a small sword in his hand. Then he shook his fingers,
Pointing forward, the small sword paused slightly in mid-air before shooting towards the sword energy that was about to burst out.
"Pfft~"
The sword energy collided with the small sword made of wine, making a low muffled sound. Then the small sword exploded and shattered into water droplets all over the sky. However, the next moment, the ice energy carried by the sword energy swept away and turned them into large beans.
of hail.
However, at this time, the momentum of the sword energy seemed to have been exhausted. After stagnating in the air, they all fell towards the bottom of the sea of clouds.
"Okay, let's not talk anymore, it's not my business anyway!"
The drinking man finally shrugged helplessly, shook his head and said.
"You don't have to worry about my affairs!"
A voice fell slowly, and the drinking man raised his eyebrows.
"Okay, it's up to you. Our Xueyue City can afford to support you anyway!"
To the east is Jieshi to view the sea.
To the east of Beili Dynasty, there is a majestic city called Wushuang. More than ten years ago, this place was not called this name, but was called Tianxia Wushuang City.
But then, in Xueyue City, suddenly, the three major city lords directly broke into the realm of freedom. One of them even showed signs of half-step wandering. The word "World" was taken away from me at some point, leaving only
The word Wushuang is missing.
"I have received the news. The Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain who fought with you before is indeed from Qingcheng Mountain, but he is not an ordinary person. He is the Heavenly Master of Qingcheng Mountain, the disciple of Taoist Sword Immortal Zhao Yuzhen! His name is Zhao Huafan!"
When a half-year-old child heard the words of the man sitting in the city lord's seat, his eyes couldn't help but flash twice.
"No wonder, I just said how could he be so powerful? It turns out that he is a disciple of the Sword Immortal, and his skills are very disgusting to me, like a bastard shell, which makes people have no place to talk!!"
Upon hearing this, the man in the city lord's position was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
"This is the first time I've heard someone say that the Great Dragon Xiangli of Qingcheng Mountain is a bastard shell. If the Taoist priests in Qingcheng Mountain find out, I'm afraid they will come and spank you!!"
"How dare they!! I'll stab them to death with my flying sword!!"
Others present, who were trying their best to control their laughter, couldn't help laughing when they heard this.
"Master, is it too much for Monk Wu Xin to just let him return to Heaven?"
The man in the position of city lord's eyes flickered twice, then he smiled and shook his head.
"We are too whimsical. What Sikong Changfeng said is right. He is just a seventeen-year-old child. They are not afraid of Xueyue City, and neither are we, Wushuang City. If we really grow up in the future, we, Wushuang City, can also handle it.
!!”
As he said this, the man couldn't help but look at the half-grown boy next to him who was burying his head in eating.
To be honest, when he heard that this little guy could control six flying swords at once, all the previous unpleasantness was wiped away.
With such talent, it won't take long for their Wushuang City to have a sword immortal, and a sword immortal who controls the Wushuang Sword Box. There is hope for the revival of their Wushuang City.
On an official road, three young men riding tall horses walked side by side.
One of the young men in red clothes was asking tirelessly: "Brother Zhao, what does Dao Sword Immortal look like? Is he tall or short, fat or thin? Am I the same as Gun Immortal? I am really too."