The "Reincarnated Boy of the Sword Saint" of Tongtianguan is a fat man, weighing three hundred pounds, not tall, and the Taoist robe on his body is very small, revealing a gray navel, and a watermelon seed on it, his eyes are squinted together, and he can't see the eyeballs at all, and even there are only a few eyelashes.

He took out a thick blunt sword in his hand and looked like a pig killer.

If this appearance is the reincarnation of the Sword Saint, everyone has to wonder, is the old man of the Sword Saint too edible?

There are not a few sword monks of various sects who snicker.

However, the young man didn't care about anyone's gaze, walked to Tan's side step by step, turned around and said angrily: "I have a stomach in Xia Xu, a stomach of the stomach, I don't have any great skills, and I don't know much about swords, so I laughed!"

There is no introduction to the sword at all, and this is not a sword salute at all.

Immediately turned around, and the fat body bounced high and slashed out with a sword.

The sword is like a match in the sky.

"Boom ......"

The shadow of the Ancient Sword Qi enveloped the entire waterhole.

"Huh-"

The dragon's chant was deafening, and the water splashed dozens of feet in a radius.

"Sacrifice ugliness, sacrifice ugliness!" Qing Yichang immediately shot out a mirror magic weapon, turning into a huge barrier to block the splash, and his face was full of apologies.

But, just like this, there is a kind of indescribable pretense.

"...... Uproar"

The monks of the sects couldn't help but stand up again.

Everyone can see that this fat dun's sword path has surpassed the first appearance of Daluo Holy Sect Xu Longzheng!

The smile on Luan Ping's face finally disappeared, and he immediately turned his head to look at the withered Tan Daoist: "How?"

Everyone also looked at the withered sandalwood people.

I saw that the withered Tan Daoist was slightly silent, still light: "Summoning the Ancient Sword Qi Illusory Shadow Four Thousand and Ninety-Nine Dao, and the Lower Nine Dao Mad Sword Intent Ninefold!"

There are no superfluous reviews.

However, the "Four Thousand and Ninety-Nine Sword Qi Illusory Shadows" already explained everything.

The current five firsts!

Either you don't make a move, and you will be a blockbuster!

Qing Yi glanced at the fat dun Xu Youqi who turned around and came back, still facing everyone: "Offer ugliness!

The monks of the various sects suddenly felt that this old way was not good at all!

Especially Luan Ping, he snorted coldly and muttered: "See a laughing ghost!"

There was some silence at one point.

At this time, if there is no move, only the Spirit Sword Sect and the host Tianyuan Sect are left!

The withered sandalwood Taoist finally sighed lightly: "The crane is the ...... order"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Hei Chen Pingyang, who was sitting next to the real person of the Tianyuan Sect True Realm, suddenly got up and said loudly: "It's just a group of local chickens and dogs!"

The tone is crazy, arrogant, and eye-catching.

Bai Chunsan, Su Qinxin, Zhao Qingyu, Liu Hanchun, Xu Qianmen, Nangong Liluo, Lin Shuyu, White Lotus, and other elders and disciples of the Tianyuan Sect immediately looked over, their faces full of puzzlement.

Zhenjing also looked at Chen Pingyang with a slight stunnedness, obviously he didn't expect this kid to suddenly make such a noise, and couldn't help but shout: "I don't understand the rules!"

"I can't wait!"

Chen Pingyang ignored it and strode out of the Tianyuan Sect's disciple camp, under the raised black forehead, a pair of eyes full of recklessness and disdain.

Walking to Tan and turning around, he picked up the bald sword with both hands, and said simply: "This sword was picked up by me, it weighs 3,700 catties, I haven't measured it, I named it invincible! It means invincible in the world! That's all!"

Speaking provocatively, he looked at Xu Longzheng, Jiang Xiaofei, Wu Zhi and even the fat dun Xu Youqi of Tongtianguan in front of him: "A group of local chickens and tile dogs!"

Crazy endlessly.

Saying that, he didn't care about others, and when he reached midair, an unparalleled momentum erupted in his body, and a sword slashed out.

The sword aura is vertical and horizontal, full of the meaning of "evil".

However, this is not counting, as soon as the first sword came out, he slashed out the second sword.

The second sword is even more amazing, and the meaning of "hate" is extremely strong.

The two swords are equally terrifying, equally amazing!

"Boom ......"

The overwhelming sword qi phantom above the waterhole emerged, spinning back and forth.

The dragon roared and shook the sky, the pool exploded, the water splashed, the waterfall was messy, and a dragon-shaped phantom flashed away.

"This ......"

"Two sword intents?"

"Sword Sect?"

"There is actually a dragon shadow?"

The sword cultivators of the various sects were taken aback.

"Bang!"

Chen Pingyang fell to the ground, put away his sword, met everyone's eyes, wrapped his hands around, turned back, and looked heroic and lonely.

The dense crowd of sword-watching people was collectively silent.

Two sword intents, this alone surpasses Xu You's stomach!

This kid does have arrogant capital, and most of the people who have the ability since ancient times are reckless or have a weird temper, all because they are arrogant in their hearts and despise the world, which can be understood.

Luan usually couldn't help but even look at Bai Chunsan, Zhenjing and the others: "Your sect is really clumsy!"

Zhenjing smiled reservedly: "Extraordinary play!"

Bai Chunsan looked up to the sky and laughed, as if to vent the wonder of being a spectator in front of him: "Tianyuan Sect is an outstanding person, and there are many geniuses, but Xiao Dao'er!"

"It's too early to be happy!" Gu Taiqing clenched his fists at the withered sandalwood Taoist: "Please also ask the seniors to comment!"

Who knew that the withered Tan Daoist shook his head slightly: "Summoned four thousand six hundred ancient sword qi phantoms, and even a trace of dragon breath appeared! Two kinds of sword intent, the evil sword intent comprehends the sevenfold, and the abomination sword intent comprehends the fivefold, although it surpasses the previous sons, but it is far from reaching the sword sect, and there is no righteousness in his heart, the old man is not optimistic!"

Although this statement tells the truth, it is unabashedly demeaning.

The monks of all sects couldn't help but look at each other.

Bai Chunsan was unconvinced: "The seniors are inevitably a little biased?"

The withered sandalwood Taoist didn't bother to argue, but said softly: "Crane Order!"

"Yes!"

A young man walked out of his side, with a big head and a very thin body, and there was nothing special about the rest, he walked to the edge of the pond and saluted with a sword:

"Disciple Spirit Sword Sect Crane Du Ling, the sword is shocking, three feet three inches long, weighing 5,700 catties, and it is ugly!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and slashed out two mighty sword qi one after another!

A sword "good" meaning!

A sword "happy" meaning!

The ancient sword qi phantom in the sky above the pond is overwhelming!

The water in the pond is made in half, and the waterfall is cut off from the middle!

A dragon-shaped phantom circled around the waterhole, looking up to the sky and groaning.

"This ......"

The sword monks of each sect were silent.

"This can't be! How old is he, why does he have two sword intents?" Chen Pingyang, the little black man, got up and shouted in disbelief, as if his achievements had been intercepted.

was pressed down by the real realm.

The withered sandalwood Taoist motioned for the young man named Crane Duling to go back, and then looked at everyone:

"Summoned five thousand seven hundred ancient sword qi phantoms, more than half of them, and the dragon's breath was fully revealed, which at his age, had already broken the record of 1,100 years in the Eastern Regions cultivation realm!

Double sword intent, sevenfold sword intent of goodness, sevenfold sword intent of joy, only one step away from the Sword Sect!

The old man is not boasting, if he is regarded as the reincarnation of the Sword Saint, he has a slight possibility, and the disciples of the various sects are indeed inferior!"

The sword cultivators of the various sects couldn't help but be silent, pondering how to fight back, even if they lost, it was impossible to admit it, this was about a lot of things!

"This is impossible, how can he be stronger than me? I want to compete with him with a sword!" Chen Pingyang was indignant.

Held down by a real person again.

"Actually...... "What else do you have to say?"

The dazzling "Sword Saint Reincarnation Boy" He Duling who had cut off the top this time suddenly got up and said in a deep voice: "I heard that Tianyuan Sect Hengxian has extremely high swordsmanship, why don't you come out and give it a try?"