Chen Xiaoshi Shiran stood up, walked to the sixth grave, and took off the sword star grass one by one and put it in the storage space.

Then Chen Xiao, with a solemn expression and a respectful expression, shook his sleeve robe and said seriously: "Master, I will be worshiped by the apprentice again." ”

After speaking, Chen Xiao lifted the hem of his robe and slowly bent his knees, intending to kneel and kowtow again.

In an instant, the clear sky suddenly gathered clouds, enveloping the Divine Sword Cliff, and faintly electric light rushed through the dark clouds, as if a stronger blow was brewing.

The wind is getting stronger!

The snow is starting to fall!

……

And the dry thunder just now had already alarmed the top and bottom of Qingyun Sect, as well as the masters of the big and small sword dao sects who came to visit.

Now looking at the gathering of wind and clouds in the sky above the Divine Sword Cliff, the fierce posture is a bit shocking.

On the Jade Emperor Peak, the sect master Mo Pingsheng, the great elder Tao Yanbei, and the top officials of Qingyun all looked at the Divine Sword Cliff with emotion.

"Could it be that Master Yan saw Chen Xiao and was overjoyed to be talented, and he was happy to break through the tribulation?"

Most of the top executives of Qingyun think like this.

On the top of the large and small mountains of Qingyunmen, the disciples who were all from the top to the true transmission to the outer gate were all standing full, and they were shocked to see such a strange scene.

Thunder is common, but no one has ever seen a thunderstorm, since the end of the law era, no one has crossed the catastrophe for thousands of years, and the word "catastrophe" has long become a legend written in history.

Under the cover of dark clouds, in the midst of the wind and clouds, the black as iron Divine Sword Cliff added a bit of majesty.

All the kendo masters on Yingke Peak gathered together and looked at the Divine Sword Cliff in awe.

……

And just as Chen Xiao was about to kneel, his arms were held by two pairs of hands that appeared out of thin air.

Chen Xiao looked at the old man who appeared in front of him again with interest.

The old man's old face twitched together: "It's too polite...... Something to say!"

Chen Xiao's face turned pale, shook his head and said righteously: "No, you must kneel, the grace of teaching, the righteousness of guidance, there is nothing to repay, only kneel to respect the teacher, otherwise I will not become ungrateful?"

When the old man heard this, his old face twitched even more: "No, no, it is the duty of the seniors to teach the juniors, and besides, I didn't teach you, you realized it yourself, how can you talk about kindness!"

Chen Xiao shook his head again and said: "If I work behind closed doors, how can I talk about my own enlightenment, it is still your credit, I must kneel, don't stop me!"

The old man looked at Chen Xiao in confusion.

Just seeing Chen Xiao continue to kneel, he exerted a little more strength, Chen Xiao's two arms were clamped, and his feet were already off the ground.

Chen Xiao shouted with iron bones: "You let go of me, if you don't kneel and don't go in your heart, no one can stop me, even if there are nails and glass ballasts in the ground, they can't stop me, today this kneeling, I have made up my mind!"

The old man said faintly: "Ming people don't say dark words, you can say what you want, I can do as much as I can to satisfy you." ”

Chen Xiao's eyes lit up and asked, "Then do you blame me?"

The old man hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, no...... How can you!"

Chen Xiao looked at the old man in disbelief: "I'll pick up your five graves and kill you five times, you don't have any resentment, you are psychopathic!"

Old man:......

……

At this time, it is on the welcome peak.

"As soon as the aura recovers, the old sword god will ascend to the catastrophe, is it necessary to suppress the world again, so that the ten thousand swords in the world cannot raise their heads?"

The Ning Yuan Sword Sect advocated that Dong Xuan's expression was solemn.

Shen Nanfei, the master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, sighed: "Alas...... A hundred years ago, no one could see the realm of the old sword god, and fifty years ago, he was only one side of the old sword head of the Xuanwu Sword Tomb, and it was said that the old sword head had been a great consummation of the Yuan Infant and was almost distracted. ”

Yingheng, the master of the Qinshan Sword Pavilion, said with a relative: "Qingyunmen is afraid that it is going to rise this time, but the one in the morning of the Five Great Dao Sect is a villain in vain." ”

"That's not necessarily, if Qingyunmen wants to come out, it depends on whether the Xuanwu Sword Tomb agrees, the old sword god is out of the customs, and those old grievances can't be buried. ”

He Hongyun, who was a loose cultivator of the mountain stone sword, raised objections.

Shen Nanfei frowned and said: "Xuanwu Sword Tomb shouldn't be so ignorant, if there will be chaos today, it is a great thing for the old sword god to come out." ”

He Hongyun looked disdainful: "When did the Xuanwu Sword Tomb know the general situation, wasn't it the same chaotic times back then, Zhang Ruo's lack of energy was narrow, and he couldn't think of himself to kill himself, but the Xuanwu Sword Tomb did not forgive, and forced the Qingyun Gate to expel the old sword god from the mountain gate and seal it in the Shenjian Cliff." ”

Zhang Dongxuan's face changed slightly: "Lao He, pay attention to what you say, this is a matter of Qingyunmen and Xuanwu Sword Tomb, let's not talk about it." ”

He Hongyun snorted coldly: "Just say it, you can't say it, can't you say it, is the sword of Xuanwu Sword Tomb a tailoring needle, can it sew the mouths of the world?"

"The sword of my Xuanwu Sword Tomb can't sew the mouth of the world, but it can sew your mouth!"

A sharp voice came from nowhere, and everyone present was sore in their eardrums.

Then a little cold light flew from the south, traversing the sky, breaking through the floating clouds, but it was a flying sword, nailed straight to He Hongyun.

A look of panic flashed in He Hongyun's eyes, and he drew his sword to block.

"Ding!"

A soft thud came.

The long sword in He Hongyun's hand shattered inch by inch, and the person also flew upside down, blood sprayed wildly, and smashed to the ground, not knowing life or death.

Immediately afterwards, a thin old man from the south to the north stepped on the clouds, followed by several flying swords, and several young disciples stood on them.

The old man's black robe was embroidered with a golden cloud turtle pattern, and a purple jade sword talisman was worn around his waist, and his whole body was full of sharp qi.

All the kendo masters on Yingke Peak were all discolored, and they recognized the identity of the person one after another.

"The purple jade sword talisman is the head of the seven sons of Xuanwu, the master of the three realms of sword intent in the Yuan Infant Stage!"

Shen Nanfei, the master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, said with an ugly face: "Xuanwu Sword Tomb is so domineering, can't you just say two words?

Helian Cheng stood tall in the clouds, the sword intent in his eyes floated, and he said lightly: "Who are you?"

Shen Nanfei's heart was cold, but he couldn't let go of his shame in front of people, and snorted coldly: "I'm ......"

Helian Cheng interrupted: "Needless to say, I'm not interested in knowing, how...... You want to give him a header?"

Shen Nanfei was suddenly angry, and his face turned red.

Helian City's contempt was undisguised.

It's just that before Shen Nanfei could speak, Helian Cheng nodded and said, "It seems that you really want to." ”

After speaking, he pointed at Shen Nanfei from afar.

Immediately after that, a wide sword qi suddenly formed in the air and slashed towards Shen Nanfei, the power of this sword continued, not only Shen Nanfei was going to die, but it was estimated that the mountain of Yingke Peak would not be able to stay.

Everyone on the Yingke Peak also looked frightened, and the people of this Xuanwu Sword Tomb were too domineering!

"Hurry back!"

"This sword is too strong!"

At this moment, a small inky jade-colored sword flew from the Jade Emperor Peak, directly meeting the huge sword qi of Helian City.

The two swords intersected, annihilated in the invisible.

Mo Pingsheng calmly looked at Helian Cheng and said in a deep voice, "Is Elder Helian here to demolish my Qingyun Gate?"

Helian Cheng did not respond, but looked at the Divine Sword Cliff, although he saw the clouds surging, his face did not change, and he said lightly: "I'm just a companion, the person who wants to come to the Divine Sword Cliff is not me, but the creditor of the Divine Sword Cliff!"

Everyone was puzzled when they heard this.

Debts are naturally human life debts, but who has the ability to collect debts from Excalibur Cliff?

Mo Pingsheng's heart moved, and he jumped over Helian City to look at the young man with a somewhat familiar appearance on a flying sword, his face changed slightly, and he said in surprise: "Zhang Jianshou's descendants?"