The purple-robed Confucian shirt, with the interest of singing, holding a scroll in one hand and a long sword in the other!

But I saw that the man was thirty years old, his temples were slightly white, his face was resolute and vicissitudes, his chin was long and fluttering, and his gentle eyes seemed to be brewing in the sea of stars.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that he dared to face the three sages who retreated in a row and defeated the world's number one sword saint in the Dragon Festival Order!

"Mr. Linyuan!"

Zhao Shuhang whispered, his eyes showing disbelief.

"Lu Jiuyuan!"

"The remnants of the Lu family!"

"Rebels and thieves!"

Several noble and powerful people behind Li Sheng had cold faces and reprimanded again and again.

Wu Ming was slightly stunned, it seemed that he didn't even expect that he had imagined countless times what it would be like to meet this person, but he didn't want to be in this situation.

"For such a stubborn person, Mr. Lin Yuan is actually here, so he is not afraid of the loss of the Holy Dao, and there is no possibility of further progress in his life?"

The half-saint from the temples, named Qu Pingfu, looked at Lu Jiuyuan at this time, and his eyes flashed with different colors, but more of them were jealous, regretful, and a trace of admonition!

Everyone knew that Lu Jiuyuan, who was famous all over the world, would never die at the hands of any human saint, not even Li Qingge, but forcibly interfering in today's affairs, according to the temper of this world's number one sword saint, most of them would cut off his holy path as a punishment.

can cut off the holy path of a person who is about to be canonized, or even just a foot away from the door, how big is the loss of the human race?

"Please think twice, sir!"

Zhao Shuhang stepped forward quickly and slammed it to the end.

"Think twice, sir!"

Surprisingly, not only Zhao Shuhang spoke, but among Li Tang Xungui, there were also several people who walked out of the queue, even including several Tianjiao martial artists who were controlled by Wu Ming with poison before.

"Huh!"

Lu Jiuyuan smiled and shook his head, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and he walked slowly through thousands of feet, and he came to the middle of the field in a moment, stood in front of Wu Ming, and smiled gently, "Child, I'm sorry for you!"

"Ugh!"

Wu Ming scratched his head, his expression was slightly embarrassed, and he didn't know what to say.

Even though he has shown with his actions again and again that he doesn't want to involve Lu Jiuyuan and the Golden Scale Demon Emperor in the battle of the Holy Dao, he is a member of the Wu family after all, and he can't get out of this whirlpool at all.

Even at the expense of doing a lot of outrageous things, I just don't want to bow my head in front of him, and I want him to come to see him in person, instead of fleeing in despair and taking refuge there.

Compared with Li Qingge's pride, it is from the prestige of the world's first sword saint, unparalleled combat power, even the Li Tang royal family did not hesitate to deliberately release rumors, mixed up the public, spread that he came from the royal family, and used his prestige to stabilize the country's fortunes, and even named his daughter Princess Wenzhao.

Wu Ming's pride comes from his bones, the inheritance of 5,000 years of Chinese civilization.

He was also a man who had dominated the world and been a man in two lives, but he was only a few hundred years late, and if he was born in the same era, he had the confidence to let these people stand aside.

It's a pity that the heavens don't fulfill people's wishes!

Wouldn't it be embarrassing to have imagined that the situation of meeting was not realized, and it was necessary to rely on others to save lives?

"It's okay, it's going to be a long time coming, we have a lot to say!"

Lu Jiuyuan cared about the parents of his bear children as usual, no matter how many mistakes he made, the responsibility was on others, and he patted Wu Ming on the shoulder with a smile.

"You ......"

Wu Ming suddenly felt that something was wrong, and changed his words, "You are always confident?"

"Haha!"

Lu Jiuyuan smiled and said freely, "No, looking at Shenzhou, no one can face the world's number one sword saint and have confidence!"

"That ......"

Wu Ming's pupils shrank, and he felt uneasy.

"Are you going to put together a holy path at your fingertips?"

Li Qingge said tepidly.

"It's within reach, it's out of reach, what's the difference?

Lu Jiuyuan shook his head slowly.

Everyone was shocked, this was even more terrible than Wu Ming's previous confrontation with Li Qingge, it was already a disguised accusation, who gave him the courage?

Wu Ming's heart became more and more uneasy, and surprise flashed between his eyebrows.

"That's true"

What is surprising is that Li Qingge was not angry, and after a little muttering, he nodded slowly, "I see, you should have this calamity in your fate, I mean that it is the will of heaven, and I will cut off your holy path today, it should be so!"

"Your Majesty the Sword Immortal is angry, Mr. Lin Yuan is the pillar of our clan, how can Your Majesty do such a thing because of the joy and anger of the moment, do such a thing that the enemy is quick and the relatives are painful?"

Zhao Shuhang was shocked, fell to his knees, and paused.

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows, and immediately understood.

After all, it is treated differently, and for the Shenzhou Human Race, Lu Jiuyuan's weight obviously exceeds that of countless Wu Ming.

"It's a pity that a pillar of the human race today is broken by my sword!"

Li Qingge looked at Lu Jiuyuan's unchanged eyes and sighed.

"No, the Sword Immortal has a wrong sentence!"

Lu Jiuyuan smiled lightly.

"Oh, I want to hear about it!"

Li Qingge raised his eyebrows, and seemed to be interested.

"The battle between you and me, when you commented on the ancestor in the early years, was already doomed!"

Lu Jiuyuan said.

"I see, but there is no omission in my Heavenly Providence Sword, although Ling Zu is unparalleled in the way of the sword, it is just past easy to break, and it is destined to stop in front of the saint!"

Li Qingge nodded, shook his head again, and said with a change of gaze, "This matter is still caused by this!"

"No!"

Lu Jiuyuan shook his head firmly and smiled slightly, "You are just stealing from the legacy of your predecessors, your ancestor created the immortal sword path by himself, your comments have disgraced the ancestor, today's battle is to correct the name of the ancestor!"

Before the words fell, everything fell silent, the air froze, and everyone's souls trembled.

"What a shame, what a justification!"

Li Qingge's eyes flashed away, and finally he was angry, his robe was windless, and he rose to the top of the sky in a moment, "I failed to fight with Mr. Guanchao back then, and I regret it in my life, I want you to succeed in swordsmanship, and you should be able to eliminate a certain regret!"

"I don't dare to ask for it!"

Under Lu Jiuyuan's feet, the green clouds suddenly rose, soaring up to 90,000 miles, let the wind blow in the heavens and the earth, I stood still and faced the world's number one sword saint!

"Mr. Lin Yuan, no, His Majesty the Sword Immortal is angry......"

Zhao Shuhang hissed, but he was shrouded in the majestic pressure that fell from the sky, and it was difficult to move.

Not only him, everyone was moved, no one expected that Lu Jiuyuan would not hesitate to provoke the other party and use all his strength to challenge Li Qingge with only the body of a half-saint!

Is this self-confidence and calmness, or is it crazy paranoia?

"Death and resurrection?"

Wu Ming's pupils shrank, and his heart throbbed.

"Crazy, crazy, Mr. Lin Yuan wants to break through and then stand up, use the sword immortal as a grinding sword stone, and demonstrate his own holy way!"

Ku Ye was extremely weak and shouted loudly.

In order to resist Li Twelve Niang's sword before, he had already used all his strength, although there was a lotus lamp, the consumption was also very great, and he had almost no strength to fight again, and he almost collapsed.

"Am I being too willful and persecuting too much?"

Wu Ming was shocked, and confusion gradually rose.

"Boy, wake up!"

Ku Ye suddenly felt bad, and shouted angrily, "Don't take everything on yourself, where is your heartless temperament in the past? Your Tao is your own way, and his Tao is also chosen by himself, no one can blame anyone!"

"Hoo ......"

Wu Ming was resolute in the end, and he had to wake up for a moment, and sighed with a wry smile, "Having said that, if I hadn't acted against the saint and persecuted too much, he might not have ......."

"Fart!"

Ku Ye seemed to be really angry, completely devoid of the previous cowering, hating iron does not become a steel road, "There is never any happiness in the world, if? If there really is, where will there be all kinds of fighting, thousands of suffering, all kinds of helplessness? This is the impermanence of the world, and the state of life!"

"Huh!"

Wu Ming smiled astringently, waved his hand weakly, and looked at Liu Yixue, who was still not awake, with a slightly gloomy gaze, and a thousand thoughts turned into a long sigh.

The only woman who was tempted in her past life and this life, if there were no such things, the two might really stay together for a long time, and their ears and temples would be grinding, but her father's heart to kill him was as solid as a rock.

But what can I do, why bother?

"Sure enough, if you don't die, you won't die!"

Wu Ming smiled bitterly and did not fall.

Counting the past, I have really been dying, even if it is not, it is on the way to death, every step is like walking a tightrope, and if you take a wrong step, it will never recover, and you will be crushed.

Seriously speaking, it is really an outlier to be able to live to this day, even if there is a reason for his careful consideration, but it is also due to luck.

Just like the previous Dragon Festival Order, from beginning to end, Wu Ming was not optimistic about Lu Jiuyuan.

Challenging the world's No. 1 Sword Saint is not something that can be done with a passion or a mystical treasure, at least standing in the same position!

Obviously, Lu Jiuyuan doesn't have anything!

So, the end is already doomed!

It is not only Wu Ming who has this kind of thought, but also the people who are able to think, and they have all decided that Lu Jiuyuan will definitely lose!

Rise!

When the dragon chanting sword qi rushed into the sky, cleansing the sky, looming in the extraterrestrial starry sky, and there were countless starlights swaying endlessly, as if they couldn't bear this kind of sword qi, and were about to fall, but they couldn't cover the sword light like the lotus blossom of the prosperous world, although they couldn't see it really, everyone knew that Lu Jiuyuan had lost!

The complete dragon sword qi was swept away by the sword lotus, and with a muffled snort of a weak mosquito and fly, a purple-robed figure fell from the sky, staggered dozens of steps, and retreated until Wu Ming approached, his straight back was slightly rickety, and his resolute face was sweaty, soaking the back of his neck.

Lu Jiuyuan, who was thirty years old, seemed to be dozens of years old when he straightened up, his temples were instantly as white as snow, and there was a trace of ash on his face, and there was a dark and difficult color in his eyes, which were originally as bright as a sea of stars.

Although there is no trace of scars on the body, its breath flickered, sometimes weak as an ordinary person, sometimes ups and downs like waves, no longer calm and unhurried, steady as Mount Tai, leisurely walking!

Everyone was not without pity, even pity, but more of them looked at Li Qingge with awe.

This is Qinglian Sword Immortal, the number one sword saint in the world!

Only Wu Ming, staring at the back of the rickety who was as tall as the mountains and immovable, the past was like a marquee, instantly crossing his heart, his face was suddenly hideous, and he wiped his eyebrows regardless of it.

"Huh?"

Li Qingge seemed to be aware of it in an instant, and there seemed to be two divine sword rays bursting out in his eyes, but the moment he looked at Wu Ming, he swept towards somewhere outside the pear orchard.

Buzz!

But before he could see what made his sword heart suddenly throb, a terrifying sword intent rushed into the sky like a heavenly might, familiar and unfamiliar, but incomparably powerful.

That...... It is clearly the Heavenly Providence Sword that he has cultivated all his life!