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It is the ghost sword saint who comes to win people.

He sneered, and there seemed to be countless ghosts roaring around him, even reflecting the souls of the people of the Great Xuanzong.

He and Xuanqing have a great enmity against the sect, so naturally they don't want to see the other party become holy and add a big enemy to themselves in the future, this is the best opportunity.

Indeed, Xuan Qing's breath trembled wildly at this time due to the appearance of the Ghost Sword Saint, and there were faint signs of collapse.

"That Ghost Sword Saint dared to speak out at the most critical moment, it's really hateful!"

"Yes, it's just a matter of playing tricks on weekdays, but this sanctification calamity really can't be provoked by me!

......

Seeing the Ghost Sword Saint, those strong men became angry one by one.

If it weren't for the jealousy of the saint's strength, I'm afraid someone would have taken action a long time ago.

But the Ghost Sword Saint didn't care at all, and just as he was about to speak again, a loud shout suddenly sounded, and said, "Is it so unbearable for the three major sword sects, it's really shameful to play with these despicable methods." ”

"It's you little cub again, you dare to speak in front of Ben Sheng, I really don't know how to write the word "death". ”

The Ghost Sword Saint looked at the 6 peaks, and there was a holy aura floating in his palms, but in the end he endured it.

"Saint, you deserve that word too!"

6 peaks flashed into the void, and said sarcastically.

"If it weren't for the Holy City, my three major sword sects would have broken you into thousands of pieces, how could you still be as sharp as you are today. ”

The Ghost Sword Saint's eyes were extremely gloomy, so he shouted violently again, interfering with Xuan Qing's state of mind again.

6 Feng's dark eyes stared at the Ghost Sword Saint, then looked at the sky, revealing a strange smile: "Are you sure you're not looking for death?"

The Ghost Sword Saint smiled lightly: "I didn't do anything, I just congratulated Xuanqing on his sanctification in advance." ”

"There shall be no noise in the Holy City, and those who interfere with the sanctification of others, no matter who they are, shall be the first to slap their mouths!"

The blue light flashed, and it was the Sword Spirit Ancestor who appeared, he looked at the Ghost Sword Saint coldly, and then a slap of holy qi directly fell on the latter's face.

Syllable!

The loud slap suddenly rang out, and I saw the ghost sword saint spinning, and there was a hot slap mark on his face.

Moreover, half of his face was almost sunken.

As a Saint Realm powerhouse, he was slapped in public, he glared at the Sword Spirit Ancestor angrily and roared, "What does this mean!"

"Dare to make a noise, and slap again!"

The Sword Spirit Ancestor slammed his big hand, and within this holy city, he could mobilize infinite power, which was to freeze the space around the Ghost Sword Saint, and leave a slap mark on the other side's face.

The sides of the face are sunken and symmetrical.

"Sword Spirit Ancestor, why are you, even if my ghost sword is out of line, but it is also a dignified saint, you are so humiliated to me!"

The Ghost Sword Saint crawled to his feet, almost roaring.

Seeing this, the Sword Spirit Ancestor's gaze became even colder, and he said: "In front of me, there is still room for you to speak, if you ask why, go and ask that Mu Beitian, and you will know why." ”

No matter how good his temperament is, there is a fire in his heart.

The Three Great Sword Sects sent a saint into the Qinglian Holy Realm, but he didn't know that this was a slap in the face in public.

If it weren't for the fact that 6 Feng turned the tide and almost caused a catastrophe, he naturally wouldn't have given the saints of the three major sword sects a good look.

Rumble!

When his voice fell, his figure flashed, his hands came out, and he actually slapped the eighteen palms of the Ghost Sword Saint one after another.

Each palm contains a monstrous holy land, and it is extremely loud.

When the slap was finished, the ghost sword saint could no longer see the human form, and his teeth had already been spit out along with the blood.

Such ferocity also made everyone look at each other, and the Sword Spirit Ancestor, who had always been good-tempered, would also be furious today.

I have to say that today's Ghost Sword Saint has hit the muzzle of the gun, and it will forever become a joke in the entire Holy City.

Covering his bloody face, the Ghost Sword Saint was filled with grief and indignation, and roared angrily: "You will regret it!"

He had never tasted such humiliation since his sanctification.

"A small subordinate saint realm, he dares to speak wildly in front of this ancestor, it seems that the slap is still not enough. ”

The Sword Spirit Ancestor was expressionless, and slowly raised his palm again, which frightened the other party into a holy light and left in an instant.

"Those twelve words, thank you for bringing them back from the Qinglian Holy Realm, the Sword Ancestor acts like even my sword spirit that accompanies him is unpredictable. ”

The Sword Spirit Ancestor glanced at 6 Feng softly at this time, then shook his body and left here directly.

6 Feng smiled in the direction of the Sword Spirit Ancestor's departure, and then continued to sit cross-legged, contemplating the path of the quasi-saint.

It lasted until about evening, when the clouds slowly dissipated.

The sky roared.

A cyan light of holy power suddenly rushed into the sky, causing the fiery clouds of dusk to appear in the sky of the entire holy city.

The cyan rain of light was sprinkled in the holy city like beans at this moment, and every drop contained majestic holy power.

Xuanqing survived one disaster and three difficulties, and finally achieved the position of a saint, and from then on, he ascended to the sky and enjoyed a long life.

"Heaven will not destroy me, today Xuanqing is finally holy, ghost sword, you wait for me, the revenge of destroying the sect will never stop in this life!"

The voice containing the mighty Holy Might suddenly came out from the Sword Saint's Mansion and resounded throughout the Holy City.

His figure appeared in mid-air, and the holy qi that had just broken through escaped, and he came to the side of the 6th peak.

"Attracting one hundred and twenty miles of tribulation clouds is not bad in the lower holy realm. ”

A faint voice sounded, and he glanced at him coldly.

Xuanqing looked at the dark pupils, even if he was sanctified, he felt a fear from his soul, and bowed his head and said, "My Xuanqing sanctification is thanks to the guidance of the Sage Lord, and I will listen to any orders from the Lord in the future." ”

Youruo nodded, and the 6 peaks next to him alleviated the dullness, and said with a smile: "Since you have become holy, can you take the holy name?"

Xuan Qing clenched his fists, his teeth clenched, and said, "I am from the Great Xuanzong, and the holy name is the Great Xuan." ”

At this time, Yun Yang walked respectfully, first called the Great Xuan Sage, and then said to 6 Feng: "There are already eyebrows about the news about Jianming Hall that I asked me to check. ”

6 Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "Say." ”

"Jianming Hall is now quite depressed in the Holy Land, and now there are two saints, one saint is named Luo Chen, who is a figure who has been sanctified for thousands of years, and the other is a saint who has been sanctified in five hundred years, named Bai Chengshan, both of which are lower saints. ”

"I didn't expect that there are still two saints in Jianming Hall now. ”

6 Feng's heart was quite shaken.

"However, there seems to be some contradictions in the Sword Ming Hall, and in recent times, people have often seen Bai Chengshan and Bai Sheng coming into contact with the people of the Three Sword Sects. ”

Yun Yang hesitated and said with some uncertainty.

"In the past thousand years, there will always be some dregs, and Bai Chengshan must be unable to withstand loneliness. ”

6 Feng sneered, not surprised.

He had come into contact with the people of the Sword Ming Hall, and the 6 true and white-clothed old men hated the three major sword sects to the core.

An object suddenly popped out of his fingertips and said to Xuan Qing, "Consuming this cyan lotus seed can help you stabilize the foundation of the Holy Dao in the shortest possible time. ”

Xuan Qing took it, and the power contained in this cyan lotus seed could enable him to precipitate the vain power that had just been sanctified as quickly as possible, and he also nodded.

"After a month, we will go to Jianming Hall and meet that Bai Chengshan. ”

6 Feng put his hands behind his back and looked in the direction of Jian Ming Hall.

(End of chapter)