"What's wrong?"

"What happened?"

In the gambling house next to the red sleeves, Fang Buzheng was looking at the constantly shaking table, and the mahjong pieces fell to the ground one after another, making a crackling sound.

"Earthquake?"

The gamblers ran out in a panic, only to find that the people outside were looking at them strangely.

Apart from...... The man with the red sleeves.

There were also people running out of the red sleeves, and the sound was shocking.

"Red Sleeves has an earthquake?"

Fang Buzheng looked at the boy who came in to report the news in amazement, and the screams outside the house became louder and louder.

And the next moment, an even bigger shock came.

In the flow of people running in a panic, Fang Buzheng walked out of the gambling house and looked with bated breath at the red sleeves not far away.

The shaking became more and more violent, and in the screams of the crowd, Fang Buzheng raised his head in a daze.

This kind of shaking, he knows.

It's not the Red Sleeves that are vibrating.

It's the ground that's shaking.

Something hidden in the depths of the Red Sleeves, vibrating, buzzing, responding, the shouts of its owner.

Fang Buzheng's pupils shrank.

Zhanlu!

With the movement of the earth, the voice was heard.

A steady stream of coercion came from the center of the Red Sleeve move, and in the center of the crack, the ground cracked again, and the broken sword emitted its own light.

The light towered like a cloud, shaking the heavens and the earth.

"What the hell is going on?" Someone muttered.

What happened?

Fang Buzheng stared at the dark clouds gathering in mid-air, like the dark clouds of the earth-shattering battle nine years ago.

"He's back."

……

……

He's back.

The man is back.

This sentence echoed in everyone's hearts, and even young people who had never seen it again instinctively felt trembling in their hearts at this moment.

Who's back?

Everyone looked at the thin man wearing a hat who suddenly appeared on the high platform, and was speechless.

The high-level cultivators were even more terrified.

Because this man's appearance was too sudden.

Even if it is a cultivator who is a god, it is impossible for a person to suddenly appear in one place.

Then there is only one explanation for the sudden appearance of this man.

That's that he's always there for them.

He's always there.

But they were the only ones who could not see him.

He was in this place, but no cultivator was aware of that terrifying power.

And this quietness represents his strength.

Unknown forces.

Powerful power exists in two ways, depending on how different practitioners use it.

One is to shock the world with its huge existence, so that people can intuitively see its greatness.

The other kind of power is that it is imperceptible to anyone.

Because a practitioner can only perceive what his or her own ability can perceive.

And when an existence is extremely higher than itself, it will make its existence undetectable to the eyes of low-level cultivators.

It is precisely because his aura is so powerful that people are powerless to detect.

Who he is is no longer self-evident.

Because in this place, there are not only ordinary high-level cultivators, but also two great masters at the same time.

can hide the existence of everyone's eyes here, in the sky and the world, there are less than two people left.

And it will appear in this place.

There is only one person.

"Could it be the ...... of the countryman?"

"Furuishi-sama ......"

"Is that rumor true?"

"When the second soldier appears, he will appear." Duan Lizheng looked at Mu Kezhi, who suddenly opened his mouth beside him, and the young man looked at the man wearing a hat on the high platform and said with emotion, "But I didn't expect him to appear so early." ”

"Maybe it's because," Duan Lizheng stared at the equally slender figure on the high platform, as if it could withstand any wind and rain, "he found the person he was looking for." ”

"Is that really Gushi-sama?" Hong Shan asked in amazement.

"Being able to easily dissolve the sword qi of the Xiliang Sword Saint, there are few people in this world who can do it." Li Wenyao opened his mouth, his eyes shaking, "But why did Lord Gu Shi suddenly make a move just now?" ”

"The Gentleman is ...... Protect the woman? People looked at the man standing in front of Zhu Luan on the high platform in amazement, and asked the question in their hearts.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Under the high platform, Su Qing also looked at the man who suddenly appeared in amazement, with a monstrous anger in his eyes, and then walked through the dense forest and looked at the Xiliang Sword Saint who was silently staring at the high platform with his hands raised on the observation deck.

"Father, go on!"

"Where's the people in the way?"

Where are the people in the way? Although this sentence was not good, people looked up at the man in the hat and the Xiliang Sword Saint who seemed to be facing each other between the high platform in confusion.

The next moment, people exclaimed, as if to confirm something, and in the distance, a huge majesty rose from the body of the Xiliang Sword Saint again.

The surging sword qi wrapped around the nameless long sword in his hand, and the power was even more powerful than the previous blow.

"Give me a reason."

The old man's voice came out in a deep voice, he did not call his name, nor did he call himself an old man, but everyone could understand who he was saying this.

Compared to the Xiliang Sword Saint who was gradually reaching the peak of Zhenyuan and was in a state of rage, the mysterious man on the high platform remained silent.

And when people looked at his hand, they were even more stunned to find that he didn't even have any blades.

It's just that in his left hand, he holds a black thing, which looks like a handful......

Scabbard?

Zhu Luan looked at the only scabbard in the man's hand, his eyes slightly downcast.

The air seemed to be frozen, and under the pressure of the Xiliang Sword Saint, many people with low realms were crushed to the ground, and it gradually became difficult for people to even breathe.

And looking at the man who was still silent on the high platform, the anger in the eyes of the Xiliang Sword Saint reached the extreme.

The next moment, his eyes returned to indifference again, shaking the blade.

The second sword of the Xiliang Sword Saint is here.

Even more terrifying coercion and power seem to be able to destroy the entire high platform in one fell swoop!

The high-level cultivator's scalp exploded, and Song Huaizhu clenched the handle of the knife on the high platform, but the next moment, he found Zhu Luan standing motionless on the high platform.

The girl, who was more sensitive to danger than anyone else, did not move at all in the face of the vigorous killing intent coming from the shop.

The slender girl was silent, but raised her eyes and glanced at the man in front of her.

The next moment, the man stretched out a hand, just plainly.

The huge sword qi was silent.

Only one hand to block the wind and rain, no rock transfer.

This is the woman who stands on the highest point, the most powerful shield in front of her.

He swept all the storms for his empress, without saying a word or taking a step back.

A shield that was once used only by one man.

At this time, he stood in front of another woman.

The world was dead silent, everyone opened their mouths and looked at this scene in amazement, and Su Qing also stared at this scene with wide eyes.

And the next moment, the man held on to the eaves of the hat and lifted it slightly, revealing eyes that were darker than the night.

Those eyes stared faintly into the eyes of the old man in the distant jungle, and said the first sentence, the one that made everyone's jaws drop.

"Old Pitch."

The man said coldly.

"What do you want to do to my daughter?"