The Sword Walker frowned slightly, also noticing the change, and he looked away from the sword groove.

"Didn't you do it?" Li Zhenlang said softly.

"No!" the sword walker gave a direct answer, and did not mention the matter of Bodhi Zi again.

"Who could that be?" Li Zhenlang wondered. I don't understand, why is there a ban here suddenly, could it be related to Fang Cai's green mang?

He looked at the sword groove on the stone wall above and didn't notice anything unusual.

But how to explain that green mang?

Why did it come out of nowhere?

Li Zhenlang immediately felt that this sword groove was extraordinary!

More curious about who took the sword that was once embedded in it?

"I've heard Shizun and a few uncles say that there is a senior in Xuanshan, senior, is it you?" said the sword walker suddenly.

He looked around slowly, showing great composure.

Li Zhenlang was secretly frightened, and the uncle who was carrying the sword outside also said that if the senior did not show up, no one would dare to step into Xuanshan half a step!

At this moment, the two of them were already in the Xuanshan Mountain, could it be that the senior was unhappy?

Was that green mang from the sword groove or someone else?

Li Zhenlang couldn't figure it out, and at the same time he was extremely worried.

"You two...... Are you here to get a sword?"

Suddenly, a question rang out, coming from nowhere, echoing through the valley.

Let the two people who are here be shocked, is it really that senior?!

This voice made the two of them feel a majestic sense of vicissitudes, which made their hearts tremble extremely!

It's like when the ocean is silent, it suddenly ripples.

There is no surging, no monstrous waves, just a circle of diffusion...... It can't be calmed, it's hard to be calmed.

The tremors are not due to fear.

It's a kind of resonance.

Resonance is not because of the words.

That's all there is to it.

It was as if the sky was falling, and the feeling was indescribable, and the whole mind seemed to be deeply infected!

Li Zhenlang's heart suddenly gave birth to a bleak charm.

Unspeakably desolate, I don't know why it's desolate?

Is it the death of the second pot and the shopkeeper?

Is it the world that once left many regrets?

Be......?

Li Zhenlang couldn't figure it out, in short, his mind was difficult to calm down for a long time......

Why do you suddenly think of this?

He didn't know.

And at this time.

In the entire periphery of Xuanshan, everyone is looking up at the inside of Xuanshan.

The voice ...... It's that senior!"

Almost everyone's blood began to stir at this moment, and they looked up at Xuanshan, shaking their bodies excitedly.

Most of these people are cultivators who have participated in and watched a sword competition.

And those young cultivators who came to Xuanshan for the first time, although they didn't know why this was the case, some of them had questioned the senior in their mouths before, thinking that it was too exaggerated and outrageous.

But at this moment, they were also shocked by this voice, and were infected by the emotions of the people around them.

Under this voice, they bowed in their hearts, and they couldn't suppress the feeling of resonance in their hearts.

It was so trembling, they had never been like this before, not to mention a voice, even the person who could make them react like this, had never appeared.

This senior is amazing!

What kind of realm has this senior's cultivation reached?

Is it the legendary Saint Martial Realm?

Everyone is speculating, everyone is admiring, and they all want to see the dignity of this senior.

Want to see what kind of demeanor this senior is?

The entire periphery of Xuanshan fell silent all of a sudden, and they didn't dare to make a sound, as if they were afraid of disturbing this senior, they didn't dare to blaspheme, and everyone's breathing became heavy.

"Senior ......" The sword-carrying uncle's eyes were shining, and he muttered in a low voice: "It seems that I still failed after all, and I failed to enter the eyes of my seniors." ”

Sixty-eight years, I have waited for sixty-eight years, which is nothing to a cultivator.

But these sixty-eight years...... It is sixty-eight years of heart-to-heart thinking.

At this moment, the uncle carrying the sword seemed to be much older, and his hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.

It's as if something very important and very important has been lost......

"Everyone can enter the mountain...... Watch the sword!"

The voice sounded again, and everyone was stunned, then shocked.

"Take the sword?"

"What does Senpai mean?"

"Isn't the day of the sword comparison the ninth of September?"

For a while, no one dared to move forward.

"Watching the Sword...... Take the sword......" someone said softly, in a very disappointed tone, but with a hint of a different meaning.

This kind of meaning is curiosity, expectation, and unwillingness.

The man walked forward slowly, carrying a five-foot sword and a straw-yellow mask on his face.

After him, a white-haired old man with a net around his waist, an old man with a black wooden cane, and a young boy also stepped into Xuanshan.

"World ...... Young Master, wait for me!" Liu Yi shouted and chased in.

"Cher, follow everyone. ”

"Master, don't worry. ”

After Shen Biyan finished speaking, he walked first, and everyone from Yunhai Immortal Gate followed closely.

In the past, this heroine who was "as beautiful as a flower is better than a flower" still has not lost her style back then.

Regardless of the men or women of the same period, they all silently said in their hearts, "The face is like a flower, and the charm still exists!"

All sighed that the years were ruthless, but looking at themselves, they had already lost their flesh.

The years are unforgiving, but no, no.

"Let's go in too!"

Everyone no longer hesitated, and set off one after another, walking towards the inside of Xuanshan Mountain......

After the shock.

"What sword?" Li Zhenlang frowned. According to the uncle who carried the sword, the sword ratio doesn't seem to have such an item as a sword.

The sword walker shook his head, also unclear, and said, "Senior, I'm not here to get the sword!"

The Sword Walker is very direct, and he can say whatever he wants.

What sword to take, and how?

He was not interested.

Li Zhenlang didn't speak immediately, he kept thinking about "taking the sword", what kind of sword did he take?

He looked at the sword slot, where was the sword still available?

"Brother Lang!"

It's Deng Yan's voice!

Li Zhenlang looked back, and outside the light curtain, more and more people stopped, and they all looked at him and the sword walker beside him in surprise.

"Thoughts!" said an old monk in surprise.

Hearing this, the sword walker frowned helplessly, and he turned around and grabbed the hair of several old monks.

The old monk was helpless, looking at the prohibition in front of him and sighing slightly.

"What is this?"

"Why is there a ban all of a sudden? I remember the last time I came, I didn't!"

Everyone was puzzled, and the prohibition of the pale green light in front of them blocked them all, and they could only look at the two of them from a distance.

"Senior sister......" Li Luoyu said softly.

Hearing this, Allure Xue frowned slightly, and said, "Something?"

Li Luoyu hesitated for a while, shook his head and said, "No." ”

"Look, it's senior!" someone shouted.

Everyone followed the man's finger and looked up.

On the peak of Baizhang Mountain, an old man in white clothes and white hair appeared, he sat cross-legged, did not open his eyes, and after a while, he said: "Mixed sword choose, are you two ready?"

Mixed swords?

Everyone was puzzled.

What is a Mixed Sword?

What do you mean by this?

"Sword of Chaos!" the sword-carrying master said in surprise, but everyone was still at a loss in their hearts.

The uncle's face that couldn't see his face clearly, his eyes were throbbing, and he looked straight at the two people in front of the stone wall, and asked himself in his heart: Am I inferior to them?

At this moment, Li Zhenlang's heart was shaken, although he also didn't understand what this senior said, but he felt that this was a rare creation!

On the other hand, the sword walker had a calm face, his long hair like a waterfall moving lightly in the wind, and he held his sword and looked up without saying a word.

"The Sword of Chaos is born from the birth of several essences in the world, neither holy, not demon, not demon, not underworld, not evil, not righteous, not benevolent, not righteous, for endless years, no one has been able to control this sword. ”

On the high mountain, the old man in white clothes and white hair explained the origin of the mixed sword to everyone.

Everyone's hearts shook, the existence of the Xuanshan sword comparison, isn't it a sword comparison, a sword discussion, and a view of the sword?

Why did you suddenly "take the sword"!

The sudden change made everyone wonder, and they were moved by the mixed sword in the mouth of this senior.

They think this bastard sword must be extraordinary!

"A long time ago, there was a person who was able to make the mixed sword come out, but he didn't, he said, the master of the mixed sword will eventually come, nearly 10,000 years, so the old man waited for nearly 10,000 years. ”

"You two, since you can get close to the mixed sword, then...... Let's take our swords together. ”

What the!

Nearly 10,000 years!

Now only the two of them can take the sword?

This made everyone's hearts fall violently, because they were not qualified.

The uncle carrying the sword smiled bitterly and shook his head, which made Bai Shaoyin, Lao Dao, and Deng Yan all puzzled.

What's wrong with this old man?

How does it look like a "man is dying"!

It's weird.

Some people can't help but be curious, who is the person this predecessor said?

Why didn't he take the sword?

Master of the Mixed Swords?

The master of the mixed sword?

Everyone is secretly speculating.

"Senior!" Li Zhenlang shouted, "But Tianyin-kun senior?"

Everyone looked at the young man who was speaking, but they couldn't see the young man's appearance clearly, because he was blocked by a grass green mask.

Tianyin-kun?

It turns out that someone has been asking who Tianyinjun is these days, is it this senior?

Is this the name of the predecessors?

How would this teenager know?

"It's been too long, too long...... Don't use that name anymore. ”

A voice full of vicissitudes sounded, as if answering the young man's question.

Li Zhenlang was overjoyed in his heart, this senior was really Tianyinjun, and immediately said: "Senior...... It was Mr. Dao Suifeng who asked me to come to Xuanshan, and Mr. said that my predecessors would give me a creation!"

At this moment, everyone was quiet again and looked at this boy together!

Their hearts shook, this young man just said "send"?

The seniors want to give this teenager a creation?

I'm afraid everyone has already guessed what this creation is.

The sword walker was silent, turned his head slightly to look at Li Zhenlang, and secretly wrinkled his face.

Li Zhenlang's eyes were full of longing, incomparable eagerness, he looked at the seniors above, and looked forward to creation in his heart.

"Huh?" The person above finally said in confusion: "The master of the mixed sword needs to be approved by the mixed sword, are you two ready?"