Chapter 689: Giant Sword Saint Son

"This little guy did it on purpose!"

"I'm afraid he'll already find out about my existence!"

Meng Yaoxing pondered for a moment, feeling that something was unusual.

"How is this possible?"

Meng Feixuan looked shocked, and her small mouth under the veil was open enough to stuff an egg.

Who is Meng Yaoxing?

The Great Elder of the Three Holy Mountains, his cultivation is unfathomable, and he is a top figure in the entire spirit world, even if he encounters the God King, he is also a fierce person who is not afraid.

With such strength, a hidden figure, how could it be detected by a kid at the peak of the imperial realm, this is simply a fantasy.

"Nothing is impossible!"

Meng Yaoxing's eyes flowed, staring closely at the direction where Lu Chen disappeared, and said calmly.

"The little guy is very clever, he is a good candidate!" Meng Yaoxing said slowly.

Meng Feixuan's expression changed greatly, she looked at the old man with a shocked face, and shouted in a lost voice, "Grandpa, you don't want me to promise him, right?"

"This matter is to be decided, go back to see the ancestor first and then make a decision!" Meng Yaoxing sighed, the stakes are very high, he can't be the master, he still needs to go back and ask for instructions.

"You follow them first!" Meng Yaoxing finished and hurried away.

Meng Feixuan's expression changed, and she was depressed in place for a long time, then she gritted her teeth, turned into a rainbow light, and chased after Lu Chen.

"Young master, you are so bad, dream fairy, you want people to be your maid!" Mu Yu glanced at Lu Chen with a vinegary face, and said in a greasy voice.

"It's so vinegary, it's so sour!" Lu Chen deliberately shrugged his nose and teased.

"Hmph!" Mu Yu snorted coldly, glanced at Lu Chen fiercely, turned his head, pretending to be angry, but his little face was ruddy.

"Young master, you must also be measured in flirting with others, they are the saints of the Three Holy Mountains, and the dream fairy of one of the three great heavenly prides, once they hate you, it will be troublesome enough!" Ming still opened his mouth to crusade against Lu Chen, but his words were much more obscure.

"Molestation?" Lu Chen shook his head firmly and denied, "I'm not flirting, I'm serious!"

When everyone heard Lu Chen's words, their faces were incomparable, and several men looked impressed.

"The young master deserves to be the young master, I will serve!"

"The master is amazing!" Even several of Lu Chen's apprentices had their eyes shining, thinking in their hearts about following their master to learn the skills of learning from their sisters.

Several big men admired Lu Chen, and they almost knelt down and sang to conquer.

"Do you really want the Dream Fairy to be your maid?" Ming was still stunned, this joke was not funny.

"Who is the Dream Fairy?"

That's a random sentence, there are countless young heroes who go to the soup for her, so that those dream fairy suitors who know about this matter will not give up.

At that time, although they are not afraid, they can't stand the fact that there are many people on the other side, and they will be annoyed to death.

What's more, with the backing of the transcendent status of the Three Holy Mountains, in a word, I am afraid that they and their party will definitely be hunted down and killed by the Manchu Spirit Realm.

"Of course, words must be done, did you young master and I tell a lie?" Lu Chen said with a disapproving expression.

"But!" Ming still wanted to say and stopped, not that he didn't want to say it, but that he couldn't say it, and suddenly stood up and walked out of the chariot.

"Lu Chen, let him get out and die!"

On the road ahead, a man with a handsome face, sword eyebrows, thin body, dressed in silver armor, carrying a giant sword that was extremely inconsistent with his body, crossed his hands in front of his chest, stared at the carriage coldly, and said in a cold voice.

"Presumptuous!" The beautiful eyes of Qianlan Ziyan on the carriage stood up, and the murderous intent suddenly rose, "Who are you to dare to stop my young master's car!"

"Hmph, you're not qualified to know my name!" the man was domineering, but his tone and movements were a little funny compared to his figure.

Think about a thin man who can be blown down by a gust of wind, carrying a giant sword that is even bigger than himself, and saying cruel words with a domineering face.

Even Qianlan Ziyan rolled her eyes for a while.

"Hahaha!" On the hill in the distance, figures emerged, looking at the man in the middle of the road and laughing.

"You don't even know him, it's really blind!"

"That's it, that's it, even the Giant Sword Saint doesn't know, it's really a fool!"

On the surrounding hills, figures appeared, all of them looking like they were watching a play.

In the carriage, the corners of Lu Chen's mouth rose slightly, revealing a strange smile.

"Dream fairy, this is starting to set the master, it's a bit interesting!"

Lu Chen was also quite surprised that Meng Feixuan was able to gather such a group of people so quickly, don't forget that this is a wilderness, not in the city.

Regarding Meng Feixuan's appeal, Lu Chen still wants to give her a thumbs up.

"Greatsword Son?"

In the carriage, Han Wushuang was stunned when he heard this name, and then glanced at Lu Chen, revealing a wry smile.

How could the Giant Sword Saint Son, as a person from the Ancient Kingdom of Hansong and a person from the Spirit Realm, not know.

This is one of the powerful suitors of the dream fairy, and his strength is even stronger, his swordsmanship is unparalleled, and he has no opponent in the same generation.

Instead, he came from the Emperor Inheritance Giant Sword Holy Land, and he can be regarded as the pride of the sky among the younger generation.

"Giant Sword Saint Son, I haven't heard of it, so stay where you can, don't get in the way!" Qianlan Ziyan glanced at him coldly and said coldly.

At this time, Ming still waited for the others to walk to the carriage and looked out.

"Hiding your head and revealing your tail, will you just hide behind a woman?" said the Giant Sword Saint Son with his hands on his chest and a look of disdain.

"Looking for death!" Qianlan Ziyan was suddenly angry, how could someone dare to say this to her young master in front of her.

"Whoosh!"

Qianlan Ziyan's figure disappeared in a flash, her jade palm was crystal clear, and she slapped it towards the Giant Sword Saint Son, and the sound of the dragon's chant in her palm resounded, and the power was shocking.

"Hmph!" The Giant Sword Saint Son snorted coldly, not slowing down, pulling out the heavy sword behind him, and suddenly a wisp of sword intent rose to the sky.

The giant sword blocked it, directly blocking Qianlan Ziyan's palm.

"Bang!"

A huge force came, and the Giant Sword Saint Son and Qianlan Ziyan both changed color at the same time, and suddenly retreated backwards.

"Huh?" The Giant Sword Saint Son let out a surprised sound, and his gaze at Qianlan Ziyan suddenly became a lot more solemn.

"With such strength, no wonder he is so arrogant!" The Giant Sword Saint Son was quite surprised, looking at Qianlan Ziyan as if he had seen an opponent, and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Come and don't be rude, take me with a sword!"

The giant sword waved, bringing a sound of cracking the sky, and a huge sword light rose into the sky, slashing towards Qianlan Ziyan, unrivaled and unparalleled.

A sword came out, and the sword intent was monstrous, as if a generation of overlords was coming to the world, and issued a blow to the world.