Just by listening to the footsteps, do you know who is coming?
The gray-haired old man's face looked a little ugly.
Since there were footsteps, it meant that someone was indeed approaching here.
But who will come?
Is he that strange young man who entered Xiaoyao Hall?
Or the Confucian master who looks like a child?
Hopefully it will be the former.
At least the former was weird, but the gray-haired old man felt that he should be able to handle it.
If that Confucian master comes, I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat him in my current state.
at this time.
The footsteps are getting closer.
The gray-haired old man waited intently, looking in the direction of the cave entrance.
soon.
A figure appeared in the sight of the gray-haired old man.
"It's him!"
Seeing the visitor, the gray-haired old man could not help but feel relieved.
fine!
Not that Confucian master.
It's stable now.
"It's Mr. Ye!"
Yun Wuxiang spoke in surprise.
"It's really Mr. Ye! That's great!"
Jian Tianming's face was full of excitement, and he suddenly felt confident.
If Yan Zheng had come, Jian Tianming wouldn't be so confident.
But it was Ye Qingyun who came, so it was safe.
An interesting scene appeared.
Seeing Ye Qingyun's appearance, both the gray-haired old man himself and Huikong and the others felt stable.
Ye Qingyun walked in here with a thoughtful look.
I also heard the noise inside.
"Eh? Why do I seem to hear the voices of Cangyun Sword Master and Xiao Jianjian?"
Ye Qingyun muttered for a while.
Shouldn't everyone else stay at Wandao Plaza?
How could they hear their voices in this cave?
Ye Qingyun actually didn't know how he got here.
He had seen a table of dishes for no reason before, and then took away a delicate kitchen knife there.
Then I found a door and continued walking inside.
After twists and turns along the way, Ye Qingyun wondered if he was lost?
He was even worried that he would not be able to get out?
Are you going to be trapped in this hellish place for the rest of your life?
When he thought of this possibility, Ye Qingyun felt very excited.
Although he has been trapped in Fuyun Mountain for ten years, and there is only a place as big as the top of the mountain where he can move.
But after all, Fuyun Mountain is still a normal place.
Look here again? If he hadn't known that he was in Xuanyuan Ancient City, Ye Qingyun would have thought that he had arrived in the underworld.
"Um?"
Ye Qingyun finally reached the depths of the cave.
I saw the gray-haired old man with a gloomy face, and Huikong and the others.
"what's the situation?"
Ye Qingyun was confused all of a sudden.
Why are Huikong and the others here?
And every one of them seemed to be exhausted and depressed.
Where is Yan Zheng?
Why isn't Yan Zheng here?
And who is that gray-haired veteran?
Looks weird and scary.
"Why did you come here?"
Ye Qingyun asked quickly.
"Master Ye, we were caught here by this person!"
Kunlunzi said quickly.
Caught?
Ye Qingyun suddenly looked at the gray-haired old man, and couldn't help but feel nervous.
Could this person be the owner of Xuanyuan Ancient City?
My fellow countryman?
Doesn’t it look a bit unsightly?
And if he was really his fellow countryman, why would he capture his companion?
what does this mean?
Ye Qingyun was suspicious.
He was a little unsure whether this gray-haired old man was his fellow countryman.
"It seems we need to check the password!"
Ye Qingyun said secretly in his heart.
The gray-haired old man looked at Ye Qingyun and was about to speak.
Unexpectedly.
"Palace Yuye Liquor?"
Ye Qingyun was the first to speak, and looked at the gray-haired old man with expectant eyes.
"What?"
The gray-haired old man looked confused.
What is this kid talking about?
What palace jade liquor?
Where can I find any palace jade liquor here?
Kunlunzi and the others also looked at each other.
What mysterious and mysterious words is Ye Gaoren talking about?
Ye Qingyun looked at the gray-haired old man expectantly.
Waiting for him to pick up his own unique code.
But the gray-haired old man didn't speak.
"No more trouble?"
Ye Qingyun frowned slightly.
Then try again.
“You won’t receive any gifts during the Chinese New Year this year?”
Then he continued to look at the gray-haired old man.
The gray-haired old man "???"
What the hell is this kid talking about?
Why can’t I understand?
Could it be that he was teasing me on purpose?
"You still won't continue?"
Ye Qingyun did not give up.
Continue to test.
"I love you, love you, just like"
"Am I like a fish in your lotus pond?"
"The sun is shining in the sky, and the flowers are smiling at me?"
"Yo yo Chek?"
Ye Qingyun chattered and said a lot of secret codes.
As a result, the gray-haired old man couldn't answer a word.
Not only can't be connected.
The gray-haired old man was completely stunned.
Stunned there.
At a loss.
Could it be that I have been locked up in this ancient city for too long, and people outside have already spoken like this?
Then after I escape, won't I be unable to communicate with others normally?
How can this be fixed?
When Ye Qingyun saw that the old man couldn't even say a word to him, he basically concluded in his heart that this old man was probably not his fellow countryman.
Otherwise, one or two sentences in these secret codes can match each other, right?
"Try one last time!"
Ye Qingyun hasn't given up completely yet.
Planning to give it a last try.
This last code word, if it were really my fellow countryman, he would definitely be able to match it.
He didn't believe that there was someone in his original world who couldn't live up to this secret code.
"Use the nunchaku quickly!"
"Shut up! Stop talking nonsense!"
The gray-haired old man was immediately furious.
He was fed up with Ye Qingyun's completely incomprehensible words just now.
Can't help but explain.
A palm struck towards Ye Qingyun.
"Your grandma's! Since I'm not a fellow villager, I won't be polite!"
Ye Qingyun also gave up the temptation completely.
Seeing the gray-haired old man's palm attack, he quickly stepped back.
At the same time, the three divine swords flew out together.
Let’s resist the palm of the gray-haired old man together.
boom!!!
The power of the three divine swords come together.
Give the gray-haired old man a hard blow.
As a result, the Three Ultimate Divine Sword flew back upside down, and the sword energy was a little messy.
The gray-haired old man was also shocked and fell backwards.
Looking at his palm again, he saw that it had been injured by the sword energy and was dripping with blood.
The gray-haired old man looked at the Three Ultimate Divine Sword with some fear.
"I didn't expect that there were such magical weapons back then that could actually hurt me!"
Ye Qingyun was originally very I'm afraid. After all, my cultivation level is so high that I really don't have the confidence to fight with others.
But seeing the Sanjue Divine Sword blocking the palm of the gray-haired old man, he couldn't help but become more confident.
"Old man, who are you?"
Ye Qingyun asked.
"Old man?"
Hearing this title, the gray-haired old man was so angry that his eyes almost popped out.
"I, Xiang Tianwu, was born in the Xiang family, the overlord, and was a military sage!"
The gray-haired old man, this Tianwu, revealed his identity.
saint?
When Ye Qingyun heard this, his head suddenly became confused.
Is this old guy actually a saint?
But don’t the rumors always say that saints are extremely powerful and can change the world with just a few moves?
Why does this old man look a little weak?
And also has a surname?
Or some overlord Xiang family?
Are you the same as the overlord of the Xiang family in your original world?
"Since you are a military saint, why are you here?"
Ye Qingyun asked again.
Xiang Tianwu snorted coldly.
"I don't need to tell you."
He took action again.
This time, the power of the saint was used.
Wanting to completely suppress Ye Qingyun and the Three Ultimate Divine Swords.
Buzz!!!
The power of the saint suddenly emerged.
A golden palm, wrapped in the power of a saint, pressed down on Ye Qingyun.
The three divine swords vibrated together.
Three different sword energies burst out.
Mo Hen, Jin Feng, Blood Soul!
The power of the three swords is concentrated in one place to fight against this majestic power of the saint.
But it's clearly visible.
The Three Ultimate Divine Swords could barely resist.
The power of the saint is still too powerful after all.
The combined power of the three divine swords could only barely sustain it for a moment.
Can't really compete with that.
Seeing that the Three Ultimate Divine Sword was about to be unable to withstand it, Ye Qingyun hurriedly patted the storage bag.
He took out the grenade.
I just wanted to pull out the ring and throw it out, but when I saw Huikong and the others were still here, I stopped abruptly.
"No! If a grenade is used, I'm afraid Huikong and the others will be blown up together!"
Ye Qingyun was extremely helpless and could only put away the grenade.
But I didn't expect it.
The command flag that was obtained from the altar flew out of the storage bag on its own.
"What? This thing is actually in your hand???"
When Xiang Tianwu saw the command flag, he was immediately horrified.