Rumble!

Rumble!

There was a sudden thunder explosion in the void, and in an instant, a black cloud overwhelmed the top. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The old man looked up at the sky, and the breath on his body was released, rising steadily.

"In the Grandmaster Realm, I finally slashed in with a sword. ”

The old man let out a maniacian laugh and raised his hands as if embracing heaven and earth.

Click!

Lightning appears.

Bang!

Black thunder exploded.

The old man took a deep breath, and the eighteen points around his body began to frantically converge the vitality around him, and the whirlpools continued to emerge around the old man's body.

Chop!

The old man let out a long roar, and his momentum was amazing.

A giant sword transformed by internal force suddenly slashed into the void, and its powerful power brought a hurricane.

The next moment, calm appeared.

Lang Lang emptied and emerged.

The old man walked slowly down from the void as if he were taking a leisurely walk.

Li Qifeng clearly saw that the old man's originally straight back was a little rickety, his white hair was like snow, and brown markings appeared on his face.

That's a dead man's spot.

Li Qifeng's heart began to hang.

On the Giant God Peak, countless figures swept towards the Library Pavilion, and even the peak master Bai Baiyu, who had been in retreat for many years, broke through the barrier.

When the old man broke through, the aura of the Grandmaster alarmed everyone in the Sword Sect.

On the top of the Sword Shrine Peak, a dense figure also swept over.

The old man stood quietly with his hands behind his back.

"Elder Taishang, have you broken through?"

Bai Yu's voice trembled a little, although he could feel the definite aura oppression from the old man's body, he still asked.

It all happened too suddenly.

Makes the daytime rain a little unbelievable.

"The Heavenly Thunder Tribulation will only appear if you enter the Martial Dao Grandmaster Realm, and Elder Taishang must have advanced to the Grandmaster Realm. ”

The current Sword Sect Sect Sect Master Deng Yiming said loudly.

"Great!"

"My Sword Sect has another Grandmaster powerhouse, so I don't have to be afraid of anything anymore. ”

"God bless my Sword Sect!"

“”

The whispered discussion continued to sound among the crowd that came, it was too difficult for the martial artists of the Grandmaster Realm to appear, the Sword Sect had not had a Grandmaster Realm powerhouse for nearly a hundred years, so the strength of the Sword Sect declined very quickly, and it also lost the confidence of the first sect of the Taiqian Empire, fortunately, all this will not happen again, with the existence of the Grandmaster Realm martial artists, the Sword Sect has the confidence to compete with other sects.

Li Qifeng stood quietly, and the sounds around him were clearly poured into his ears, but his intuition told him that things were not so simple.

really

The old man turned around slowly, and two lines of blood and tears hung in the corners of his eyes.

"Elder Taishang, what's wrong with you?"

Deng Yiming let out an exclamation.

The old man shook his head and said softly, "Sect Master, let the others go!"

Deng Yiming nodded.

Soon the crowd dispersed.

Li Qifeng stared at the old man for a moment, and then left with the crowd.

On the second day, when Li Qifeng went to visit the old man again, the guard of the library had already changed, a middle-aged man, arranged by the sect master.

Li Qifeng politely asked about the old man, and the middle-aged man just shook his head indifferently, because he really didn't know anything.

Three days later, Bai Tianyu found Li Qifeng and handed over a book of mental methods to Li Qifeng.

"Practice well. ”

During the day, the rain patted Li Qifeng's shoulder and left in a hurry.

Look at the heart method Brahma floating Buddha recipe in your hand!

Turning the first page that was a little yellowed, the vigorous and powerful handwriting jumped into Li Qifeng's sight, "Boy, forgive me for saying goodbye, I said, people are old, don't have regrets, I used the little remaining life as the price to be promoted to the grandmaster, just to solve some things, my life, never leave regrets, people have to fight for a breath after all." I hope you will practice this heart method well and cherish it. ”

At the end of the sentence, he is signed Shen Tufeng.

Li Qifeng felt that his throat was a little blocked, and he stared at the ceiling of the house on the bed that was a little sluggish.

I didn't expect it to really become a farewell.

His instincts were right, and Li Qifeng's thoughts were very chaotic.

In just half a month, too many things have happened to him, all of which have an inseparable relationship with the old man, if it weren't for the old man using his strong internal strength to open the trick for himself, I'm afraid he is still staying in the martial arts realm, if the old man doesn't teach himself the heart sword, I'm afraid his combat effectiveness will not be able to improve so quickly

Li Qifeng's mind came up with the last three moves taught by Shen Tufeng, domineering and powerful.

"Seniors"

Tears dripping from the corners of my eyes, wetting the pillow towel.

This is the second time Li Qifeng has cried since he can remember, the first time he cried when his father was seriously injured and died, and the second time he left for Shen Tufeng.

Li Qifeng fell asleep and slept for a long time.

When he woke up, it was already late at night, and Li Qifeng was firmly holding the sword sent by Shen Tufeng in his arms.

"Seniors, please rest assured, I will inherit your inheritance, and I will not live up to your prestige. ”

Facing the bright moon that emitted endless brilliance, Li Qifeng secretly swore in his heart.

Under the bright moonlight, Li Qifeng waved his ancient long sword.

The Sword Shrine Peak is named after the existence of the Sword Shrine, and the Sword Sect Sect Masters, Elders, and Disciples of the Past Dynasties all entered the Sword Shrine at the last moment, and their cultivation was dispersed, leaving a sword in the Sword Shrine.

For thousands of years, among the sword mounds, there are countless famous swords and good swords.

Among the rumors, three of the top ten famous swords in the world are hidden in the sword mound, but no one knows the truth of the rumors.

But it's true that the sword shrine is dangerous.

There was once a congenital realm powerhouse who tried to break into the sword mound to grab the sword, and the moment he entered the sword mound, he was turned into a rain of blood by thousands of sword qi, and there were no bones left.

Since then, no one has dared to break into the Sword Shrine lightly, and the same is true for Rao is disciple of the Sword Sect.

Fortunately, the Sword Sect will select outstanding disciples every five years to enter the Sword Shrine, feel the martial arts inheritance left by the masters of the Sword Sect over the generations, and also let the disciples seek a good sword by themselves, which also makes many people sharpen their heads and enter the Sword Sect, in order to be the martial arts and swords in the Sword Shrine.

Entering the sword mound is completely dependent on luck.

Some of them got an amazing harvest when they entered the sword mound, some found nothing, and even fell into the sword mound.

In the sword mound, a figure sat alone, motionless, covered with dust.

Directly in front of the figure was a huge sword pool, with countless swords inserted in it, densely packed. Behind the sword pond is a tombstone with no camera visible.

"Hey!"

A sigh suddenly erupted from the sitting figure.

The dust on his body shook off, and his sitting body stood up, his long white hair touching the ground.

"You're still leaving, old man!"

The standing figure trembled slightly, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

A ray of light fell from the sky and fell into the pool of swords.

The leaves fall back to the roots.

In the sword pool, ten thousand swords soared into the sky.

The sound of the sword roaring was earth-shattering.