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Chapter 1243 kill well

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a rickety old man standing on the shore, leaning on a cane. He looked no different from an ordinary old man, but he gave people an unfathomable feeling.

Feel.

"Who is that old man?" Many people's eyes flickered. Does he know who he is talking to?

That was the eldest son of the Lin family, with overwhelming power. The old man dared to threaten him in public. He was simply asking for death.

When they saw that familiar old figure, Xiao Muyang, Hua Qianyu and Chu Qingli all had bright smiles on their faces, and the worries in their hearts disappeared in an instant.

With him here, they won't be in any danger.

Lin Zhai stared at the old man's figure, with a somewhat solemn look on his face. Facing so many powerful people from the Lin family, this man showed no trace of fear on his face, so he must not be an ordinary person.

Most likely, he is a Supreme Being.

In normal times, Lin Zhai would naturally not care about a Supreme, but he had just come out of the ruin world, and the strongest person around him was only half-step Supreme. If the other party was a powerful Supreme, then the situation would undoubtedly be very difficult for them.

Danger.

At this time, many older Lin clan experts were staring at the old man, with shocked expressions on their faces, as if they recognized the old man. Although he was no longer as magnificent as before, his appearance was deeply imprinted on him.

In their minds, they will never admit their mistake.

"My eldest son, that old man is Song Chunqiu." Beside Lin Zhai, an old man whispered to him.

When the old man's voice fell, Lin Zhai's expression suddenly froze.

Kaitian Sword God, Song Chunqiu.

Why did he appear here?

"You still have two breaths." Song Chunqiu looked at Lin Zhai and said calmly. He stood there with a cane, not releasing the slightest breath from his body, but making people feel a strong sense of oppression.

Lin Zhai's heart was beating rapidly, and there was a deep fear in his eyes when he looked at Song Chunqiu. If it were anyone else, he could bring out the Lin family to oppress him, but Song Chunqiu was not among them.

Thinking of what happened that year, a thought suddenly flashed through Lin Zhai's mind, and his face suddenly turned pale. Did Song Chunqiu appear here to kill him?

But the next moment he denied this possibility. If Song Chunqiu wanted to kill him, he would have done it now and would not let him leave.

So why did Song Chunqiu come?

"This person has a blood feud with me. I would like to ask you, senior, not to interfere in this matter." Lin Zhai said with clasped fists, his attitude was very respectful, and he did not have the air of Mr. Lin at all.

"There's still one breath left." Song Chunqiu spoke again, still so calm.

Lin Zhai's pupils shrank suddenly, and then he realized that Song Chunqiu was here for Xiao Muyang.

"Let's go." Lin Zhai immediately ordered, very decisively.

Song Chunqiu is here, and they are destined to be unable to kill Xiao Muyang. If they don't leave, they may not be able to leave alive.

Others did not dare to kill them, but Song Chunqiu certainly did.

"You'd better pray not to meet me, otherwise I will kill you." Lin Zhai spat out an indifferent voice towards Xiao Muyang, and then left here with the powerful Lin family members in a flying boat.

Xiao Muyang looked at the direction of Feizhou's departure and regretted not getting rid of Lin Zhai in the Ruins Realm. Now that he has returned to the Daqi Dynasty, he doesn't know what he will do in the future.

I saw Song Chunqiu stepping into the void, and a moment later he came in front of Xiao Muyang and others. There was a smile on his weathered face. He did not look like a powerful sword god, but like an ordinary old man who gave people a kind feeling.

feel.

"I have met Senior Sword God." Xiao Muyang immediately bowed.

"Old man." Chu Qingli called out, looking a little well-behaved and no longer as cold as usual.

"Senior." The others saluted one after another with extremely respectful expressions. It was Song Chunqiu who brought them into the market world in the first place, so they naturally knew Song Chunqiu.

"No need to be polite." Song Chunqiu looked at Xiao Muyang and said with a smile: "I remember that your cultivation at that time was in the late stage of Shang Tiangang. Now you have reached the early stage of Zhongtian Xiang. The speed of your cultivation is astonishing. It seems that you have got a lot of opportunities."

"There are indeed some gains." Xiao Muyang nodded with a smile, and everyone around him looked at Xiao Muyang with a deep look. Not only was it 'some' gains, but he had also captured the biggest opportunity in the Ruins Realm.

"Girl Chu has made great progress, how far has her swordsmanship reached now?" Song Chunqiu's eyes fell on Chu Qingli, and he asked with a gentle face.

With a thought in Chu Qingli's mind, a sharp sword intent filled the air from her body.

"The initial cultivation level of Zhongtian Xiang, and the will has also reached the medium form, not bad, not bad." Song Chunqiu said two good things in a row, which showed that he was very satisfied.

"Senior, do you know that we will come out today?" Xiao Muyang asked suddenly. They had just come out of the Ruins Realm, and Senior Sword God was waiting here. This was such a coincidence.

"Of course I don't know, I just happened to meet him." Song Chunqiu stroked his beard and smiled.

Xiao Muyang blinked, is this really the case?

He didn't believe it.

In fact, Song Chunqiu would come here every day, rain or shine. If an emergency situation occurred, he would be able to protect their safety.

Fortunately, he is here today, otherwise the lives of Xiao Muyang and others would be difficult to save.

"This is not the place to talk, please leave first." Song Chunqiu said.

"Go to the senior's residence?" Xiao Muyang asked. He had previously told Bai Yunshu that he wanted to visit a senior, and he was referring to Song Chunqiu.

"Yeah." Song Chunqiu nodded.

"Everyone, let's get on the flying boat." Xiao Muyang said, and then figures stepped into the flying boat, and Song Chunqiu also entered the flying boat.

Then with a loud noise, Xiao Muyang drove the flying boat away quickly.

The crowd in the distance watched Xiao Muyang and others leave, their hearts shaking violently, they couldn't believe what they just saw.

It turns out that the Sword God is still alive in the world, and with a few words he drove away the eldest son of the Lin family and many powerful men, and his majesty remains the same as before.

What shocked them even more was that the Sword God came here to pick up Xiao Muyang.

Could it be that Xiao Muyang is his descendant?

Many people can't help but think of some past events. The Sword God once accepted a disciple who was extremely talented and ranked as one of the four geniuses of the Da Qi Dynasty. He was also hailed as the next generation of Sword God of the Da Qi Dynasty.

Unfortunately, that disciple died. Since then, no news about the Sword God has been spread, so many people think that the Sword God has passed away.

Now that the Sword God has returned to the world for Xiao Muyang, it seems that he has placed high expectations on him. If that disciple does not become the Sword God, Xiao Muyang may have a chance.

However, today is different from the past. The number one person in the Daqi Dynasty of this generation must be Chao Yi. He is born with supernatural power and has no rivals among his peers. The emperor has appointed him as Shaobao, with noble status and transcendent status.

I'm afraid there is no chance that the Sword God's wish will come true.

…………

The speed of the flying boat was so fast, it only took half a day to travel from the eastern area to the southern area, and finally stopped above a fairy mountain.

The flying boat slowly descended and landed on an empty ground, and then figures walked out of it.

At this time, I saw a middle-aged figure walking from a distance, wearing a white robe, with long black hair hanging casually on his shoulders, exuding a somewhat unrestrained temperament.

Seeing the middle-aged man walking towards him, Xiao Muyang couldn't help but be startled, then showed a bright smile and shouted: "Senior Brother Wen."

"Back." Wen Yu replied casually, without much fluctuation on his face.

But Xiao Muyang has long been used to it. Senior Brother Wen has such a personality, cold on the outside and hot on the inside. If he really didn't care, why would he come here.

"Senior Brother Wen." Chu Qingli also shouted.

Wen Yu looked at Chu Qingli, with a look of concern on his face, and asked, "How are you doing in there? Have you encountered any danger?"

"We encountered some dangers, but they were all resolved by my junior brother." Chu Qingli replied softly.

"Take a good rest during this time and don't be too tired. You don't have to practice at this time." Wen Yu said.

"Yes, I understand." Chu Qingli nodded lightly.

Xiao Muyang felt like crying when he saw this scene. The differential treatment was too obvious. He was the youngest in the school.

"Don't stand here anymore, go in and talk." Song Chunqiu came over, looked at everyone and said with a smile.

Then Song Chunqiu, Wen Yu, Xiao Muyang and others walked into a thatched house, and the others dispersed and went to other places to rest.

In the thatched house, Xiao Muyang looked at Wen Yu and said, "Fortunately, Senior Sword God is there, otherwise we might not be able to come back alive."

Wen Yu's eyes suddenly narrowed and he asked, "What's going on?"

"I killed the Lin family's young master in the ruin world, and the Lin family's people want to kill me for revenge." Xiao Muyang explained.

Wen Yu's brows moved slightly, and then he uttered a voice: "Good kill."

Xiao Muyang's expression suddenly froze there, killing well?

He killed the Lin family's son, but his senior brother said he killed well. Could it be that the senior brother had a grudge against the Lin family?


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