(PS: Sorry for the late update, the third update is in the afternoon.) ）

The sword qi that penetrated the heavens and the earth was like a meteor piercing the sky, alarming all the masters in the entire world.

Wudang.

An old Taoist priest with a white beard sat in the solemn Taoist temple hall, and behind him were seven men with extraordinary bearing.

And they are none other than Zhang Sanfeng, the patriarch of the Wudang faction, and his seven disciples.

Zhang Sanfeng belongs to the junior in Taoism, at least compared with Wang Chongyang and others, the seniority is too much worse.

However, although Zhang Sanfeng's rank in Taoism is low, he is a rare genius in the world, and in a short period of time, he has pushed his cultivation to the pinnacle of this world - turning into a god!

It is precisely because of Zhang Sanfeng's incredible and strong cultivation that although the time of the Wudang Mountain faction is relatively short, it also has an extraordinary reputation in the world. In particular, the seven sons of Wudang are all extraordinary, all of them are rare young talents in the world, and they have contributed greatly to the prosperity of Wudang.

At this time, the seven sons of Wudang were following Zhang Sanfeng to meditate.

Even for them, it's a very rare opportunity.

Since Zhang Sanfeng broke through the realm of transforming gods, he has rarely personally led them to practice enlightenment. It's not that Zhang Sanfeng has reached the realm of forgetting Hongchen, but that the seven sons of Wudang can't keep up with Zhang Sanfeng's footsteps, and it is harmful to continue to practice together.

The meditation time is not very long, only a stick of incense.

When Zhang Sanfeng opened his eyes, two rounds of Tai Chi were clearly visible in his pupils, and then gradually faded.

"Master, my disciple has been puzzled recently. ”

At the end of the retreat, one of the disciples said respectfully.

"What?"

Zhang Sanfeng's expression is flat, his eyes are as deep as the stars in the sky, and like the most beautiful gem in the world.

The disciple didn't understand why the alien appeared. ”

"Inhuman. ”

Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly, and fell into deep thought.

He will never forget the breath he felt that day, the heaven and the earth were in fear and sorrow.

The stranger appeared just after that day.

To say that the two are not related, how could Zhang Sanfeng believe it. It's just that his heart is full of doubts, but he doesn't have any answers.

So in the face of his disciple's question, Zhang Sanfeng fell silent.

He didn't know how to answer, and he didn't know how to explain the question. Especially about the changes in the world before the arrival of the alien, Zhang Sanfeng vaguely felt that he couldn't reveal it, no matter who the other party was.

He couldn't tell why he felt this way, but the ubiquitous danger and suffocating terror kept reminding Zhang Sanfeng. There are some things that not everyone can know, and not everyone is qualified to know.

Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound between heaven and earth.

With the sound of the sword unsheathed that tore the heavens and the earth, the long swords on the weapon rack in front of the main hall responded one after another. The long sword was three inches out of its sheath, as if worshipping the emperor, and even more so, it automatically jumped out of the weapon rack and made a trembling low sound on the ground.

In the face of sudden changes, everyone's expressions changed greatly.

They walked out of the main hall quickly, but saw a sharp sword light tearing through the sky, and the terrifying sword intent was like an immortal mark imprinted on the firmament.

Terror!

Slash the heavens!

No one can describe the elegance of this sword, and no one can describe the horror of this sword.

Although the sharp sword light had disappeared, the terrifying sword intent still stung their eyes, like a sharp sword entering their eyes. Everyone looked at the traces left by the sky as if an airplane flew by, except for Zhang Sanfeng, who was superb in cultivation, everyone covered their eyes with a painful cry.

"This, what is this!" said someone with tears in his eyes.

"Sword intent. ”

Zhang Sanfeng's pupils constricted, and his voice was extremely heavy.

Sword Intent!?

The seven sons of Wudang reluctantly regained their sight, and no longer dared to look at the remaining sword intent in the sky, and looked at each other for a long time and couldn't speak.

Most of them are good at using swords, but they have never seen such a terrifying sword intent.

A sword light tore through the sky, and only a trace of sword intent left behind made it impossible for the others to look at it!

They didn't dare to imagine what terrifying power this sword qi should have, and how terrifying the person who could deliver this blow should be.

Zhang Wuxia was puzzled: "Master, there are still such incredible kendo powerhouses on the rivers and lakes?"

"Yes, Master. I don't know where this sword came from, when did there be such an incredible kendo powerhouse on the rivers and lakes. And the other party's actions are also a little confusing. ”

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes were confused, and he said complicatedly: "This is a notice, a war letter." He's telling everyone he's back. It is also a challenge to everyone, challenging all the masters in the world. ”

Wudang Qizi was stunned.

Notice, war letter!?

Zhang Sanfeng did not explain, because this kind of thing is far from being able to participate in the seven sons of Wudang.

Most importantly, he didn't dare to say that he could find out what the other party was thinking.

He only knew that the other party was telling everyone that he was back with his thorough cultivation and unprecedented means!

This is a proclamation, and it is also a war letter!

As for who the other party was, Zhang Sanfeng vaguely guessed something.

At the same time, Jungnam Mountain.

A middle-aged Taoist looked up at the sky with deep eyes, with a little contemplation and a little complexity.

Sword God, is it back!?

Shaolin Temple, Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

An old monk silently put down the broom in his hand, and looked calmly at the sky outside, looking directly at the awe-inspiring sword intent that tore through the sky.

"Amitabha, there are many disasters in the world. ”

The old monk sighed silently, and continued to sweep the spotless ground without hurry.

Western Xia.

A woman with a light veil looked up at the sky, her autumn-like eyes with a little confusion, a little doubt, and a little contemplation.

This breath!?

It's him!

It can't be wrong, besides him, who else can have such an incredible sword intent?

The woman suddenly thought of something, some ancient news of the sect.

Martial arts mythology, sword god Haotian!

The first person in kendo throughout the ages!

One has evolved swordsmanship to the extreme, one has cultivated swordsmanship to the point that everyone is beyond reach, and one is invincible in the world at the age of a weak crown!

Thinking of this, a crazy smile suddenly appeared on the woman's face.

Hahaha, it's fun, it's so fun, it's so fun. Even the legendary sword god has come out, and it's really getting more and more interesting.

It's messy, since the world is already in chaos, you might as well make it more chaotic!

Grassland.

Genghis Khan looked up at the sky, his goshawk-like eyes staring at the sword intent that had not dissipated for a long time in the sky, and his face was full of horror that could not be concealed.

Terror!

A horror that has never been experienced before!

Genghis Khan never imagined that there would be such an incredible powerhouse in the world, such an incredible way of swordsmanship.

"Changchun real people can know, who did this?"

Genghis Khan was shocked in his heart, looked sideways at the Taoist not far away, and said in a deep voice.

But I saw that the Taoist fairy wind and bones, and the fluttering feather clothes were extraordinary. This person is Qiu Chuji, one of the seven sons of Quanzhen, and one of the most prestigious Taoist Qing Xiu Zhenren today.

Qiu Chuji's expression was heavy, and he said slowly: "Sword God Haotian." ”

Genghis Khan was a little dazed and a little confused. This name, he had never heard of.

Qiu Chuji was slightly silent, and said in a complicated tone: "A peerless swordsman who has never appeared before, and may not appear in the future. His existence represents the ultimate of kendo, the pinnacle of this world, the pinnacle that has never been seen before. ”

Genghis Khan's pupils constricted to a point, and he looked at Qiu Chuji in horror, speechless for a long time.

Others don't know how powerful Qiu is doing, but how could Genghis Khan not know. To make such a strong person say such a praising language, Genghis Khan really can't imagine, and he can't imagine what an amazing and powerful person the other party is.

Genghis Khan said in a trembling voice: "Changchun Daoist, this, this is true. ”

Qiu Chuji smiled bitterly: "The sword intent remaining in the sky is not far more convincing than the words of the poor Dao. ”

Genghis Khan was silent.

Yes, isn't the sword intent left in the sky more convincing than anything?

Genghis Khan said enviously: "I really don't know what kind of demeanor such a peerless powerhouse is?"

Qiu Chuji: "The Great Khan will find out soon." ”

Genghis Khan looked at Qiu Chuji suspiciously, not knowing what he meant by this.

Qiu Chuji: "This sword intent that runs through the sky is a challenge to the masters of the world by the sword god Haotian. This time, he was not only announcing his return, but also sending an invitation to all the strong.

It won't be long before the ancient legend of martial arts myths will be spread again in the world, and an unprecedented event will surely kick off!"

When Genghis Khan heard this, he suddenly realized.

Each strong man has his own territory, just like the territory of a wild beast.

This time the sword intent of the sword god tore through the sky, isn't it equivalent to invading the territory of other strong people, this is Chiguoguo's provocation and declaration of war!

A sword aura shocked the world!

It doesn't need too much explanation, it doesn't need too many words.

This sword intent that tore through the sky announced the rebirth of a hundred-year-old lonely old man, and it also completely disturbed the situation in the world. As Qiu Chuji guessed, the whole world is moving for Li Hao's challenge, and the whole world is waiting for this unprecedented event.

Soon, the official answer was given, giving the answer that everyone wanted to know.

Three months later, August 15.

Full moon night, top of the Forbidden City!

The sword talks about the world, and the feather flies into immortals!

This is an unprecedented event, and it may not be in the future.

For a while, the news that the hundred-year-old lonely old man was born again, intending to challenge all the masters in the world at the top of the Forbidden City, so as to break the void and become a flying immortal, spread among the rivers and lakes, the court, and the players.

The news was like a wave, rolling up boundless waves.

Chat groups.

Omniscient and all-powerful Li Daxian: "Hmm, what's the matter, you scumbags can't believe in the strength of this group leader, heh, I don't know." ”

Everyone pouted, too lazy to explain.

Before saying this, can we see how many sins we have done?

Angel Yan: "Can the group leader stop blowing, your sword qi tears through the sky, and you are not afraid of arousing the vigilance of players?"

Omniscient and all-powerful Li Daxian: "Don't be afraid, this sword intent is at most equivalent to the power of the half-step refining void realm, which is just stuck at the limit of this world." And you underestimate these players, who are virtually immortal in this world, at least in the face of soul-damaging attacks.

For them, they will only worry that there is no excitement to see, and they will definitely not worry about too much excitement. And you think that the man forcibly invaded the world and would only send players to wreak havoc here?"

Angel Yan's pupils tightened slightly, and he hesitated: "What does the group leader mean, there should still exist in this world similar to GM?"

All-knowing and all-powerful Li Daxian: "It's not a GM, it can only be said to be a game administrator." Wait, I think the player world will be very lively now. ”

In fact, as Li Hao said.

His sword qi not only broke the peace of Jin Yong's heroes, but also set off boundless waves in another world.

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