Chapter 1191: Southern Regions Alliance

The astonishing sword qi pierced the sky, like a ray of light piercing into the darkness, blooming with brilliant light.

Looking at the light in the void, Zhang Haoran's pupils suddenly dilated, staring at the white-clothed young man in front of him incredulously, and couldn't help but take a few steps back: "This ...... This...... It's ......"

His mind was buzzing like thunder.

This trick he only saw in the hands of the master.

Could it be that the person in front of him is his master?

But didn't his master die a long time ago?

"Let's go, Haoran!" Ye Qingyun didn't want to explain anything, and said directly to Zhang Haoran.

Looking at him, Zhang Haoran's eyes flickered, and suddenly, the next moment, he knelt on the ground.

"Master......"

He finally knew why the person in front of him gave him such a strong sense of familiarity.

It turned out that the person in front of him was his master.

Ye Qingyun looked at the old man, helped the latter up, and said, "This place is not suitable for a long time, let's talk as we walk!"

"Good, good!"

Zhang Haoran said excitedly.

The two of them quickly left the place.

In the rush, Ye Qingyun also learned about Zhang Haoran's current (body shēn) share.

Zhang Haoran is now known as the Sword Immortal, and he is the sect master of the One Sword Sect!

Although this Sword Sect is not included in the scope of the great forces, it is also second only to the existence of the great forces!

The place where Ye Qingyun is located is the Southern Regions!

According to Zhang Haoran, the Southern Regions are about to change!

It turned out that the Southern Regions wanted to form a Southern Regions Alliance to jointly fight against other great forces.

Because there is no super power in the Southern Regions, it has been suppressed by other forces over the years.

And more importantly, the Demon Slayer Clan has now occupied the land of the Holy Clan, and the next target is likely to be the Southern Regions!

At that time, the Southern Regions will still be scattered, and defeat will be a matter of time (情qíng).

However, this time, the leader of the Southern Regions Alliance was produced by the younger generation.

"The Southern Regions Alliance will be formed in the next few days! The Southern Regions Alliance will be held at that time! It will be equivalent to a martial arts competition! It is all produced by some players between the ages of eighteen and twenty-five! Master, if you want to recruit troops, why don't you go to participate in this Southern Regions Alliance Competition, and it is not a matter of course to become the leader of this alliance with the strength of the master?"

Zhang Haoran looked at Ye Qingyun and said.

"Isn't this alliance leader always based on who is strong, how can it be produced in this younger generation?" Ye Qingyun asked.

"That's the case, there are quite a few powerful people in the Southern Regions, and these people are indeed very old! If they are allowed to compete in martial arts, they will inevitably suffer any damage! At that time, if they are attacked by the people of the Demon Slayer Clan, then at that time, the strength of these masters will be greatly reduced!"

"So this alliance leader is produced by the younger generation!"

Zhang Haoran said heavily: "Master, do you want to participate? As long as you get the support of everyone in the Southern Regions, at that time, you will have a certain amount of capital to fight against the Demon Slayer Clan!"

"Good!"

Ye Qingyun nodded heavily.

"This Southern Regions Alliance, I participated! This alliance leader, I will also decide!" ((lick tiǎn)tiǎn) mouth, Ye Qingyun said confidently.

They walked slowly down the hill, and in front of them, the outline of a city appeared.

From a distance, the city looked a bit like a monster lurking in the surrounding mountains, exuding an ancient atmosphere.

"Master, that's the Southern Regions!" (body shēn), Zhang Haoran said slowly, at this moment, the injuries in his body have already recovered.

Ye Qingyun nodded and looked at the huge city.

He walked forward alone, followed closely behind him by an old man who exuded bursts of sword energy.

The old man was armed with a snow-white long sword at his waist, and his eyes stared nervously at the people around him.

When he knew that the young man in white in front of him was his master, his attitude immediately changed.

When you step into the city.

Suddenly, a man wearing black armor and holding a black sword scolded: "Whoever comes, report your name!"

I saw that the gates of the whole city were closed, as if to prevent anyone from entering.

"Little rabbit cub! I'm Zhang Haoran, open the city quickly! Otherwise, you are good-looking!"

Zhang Haoran pointed at the martial artist above and scolded.

When the man heard this, he cast his gaze below, his eyes flickered, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said, "It turned out to be Lord Sword Immortal!"

"Open the gates!"

Rumble!

The next moment, the huge iron door slowly opened.

"Master, go this way!"

Zhang Haoran said to the white-clothed young man beside him, pointing ahead with a very respectful attitude.

The warriors above were surprised when they saw this scene.

This was the first time they had seen a sword immortal with such an attitude towards a young man in white!

"What! What is that white-clothed young man, why is the Sword Immortal so respectful to him?"

Whispers rang out all around.

Ye Qingyun ignored the words of the people around him, and stepped into it alone.

Sword Immortal Zhang Haoran hurriedly followed.

Ahead, a burly (body shēn) figure slowly appeared.

This person was riding on a horse, and it was the warrior who had scolded him just now.

一 (身shēn) pitch-black armor and wielding a black sword.

At this moment, when he saw the sword immortal Zhang Hao, he hurriedly dismounted and quickly greeted him.

"I said Soar! The gate of the Southern Regions never closes, why is it closed today?" asked Zhang Haoran suspiciously.

"Alas! That's right!" Meng Fei looked at Zhang Haoran, as for the white-clothed young man standing in front of Zhang Haoran (body shēn), he ignored it, and said slowly: "Not long ago, a young man from the Demon Slayer came to the Demon Slayer, named Ji Tian! As soon as this guy came, he came to challenge the young masters of my Southern Regions! Unfortunately, all the masters of the young generation in my Southern Regions were not in the city! Now the most outstanding young man in the city went to meet the Heaven Slayer, and as a result, he was beaten by the young man of the Demon Slayer Clan in less than half a round! 身shēn) is blood, and now he is lying on the (bed chuáng), and his ribs are broken in several places! I'm afraid that there is no possibility of cultivation in the future, let alone becoming a strong person!"

Feifei sighed repeatedly.

"Killing the sky?" Ye Qingyun heard the name, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Huh?"

Zhang Haoran looked at his master suspiciously, could it be that the master knows?

"If one of the top ten in my Southern Regions, even if the tenth person comes back, I will definitely be able to kill this damn and arrogant Demon Slayer genius Slayer Heaven!" Meng Fei said viciously, his hands clenched tightly, his eyes contained anger, and the killing intent increased dramatically.

"Report!"

Suddenly, a man rode a fierce horse, and quickly came, and one turned (body shēn), that is, jumped under the fierce horse, looking at the burly middle-aged man.