The person who came and Shen Ao were generally dressed in white, and their appearance was not particularly handsome, but they had another special charm. His long black hair was draped casually behind him, and he carried a long sword behind his back. There is no immortal-like elegance in the sky, and there is no domineering determination of the sword that cannot be returned, there is only the heart-wrenching loneliness, he seems to be in a barren ancient world, without any life, no object to talk to, only the cold sword blade accompanies him.

He danced his sword on this barren and lifeless land, forgetting time, traveling through space, and finally forgetting himself, leaving only the lingering blade of the sword like loneliness and eternity.

Everyone present felt his loneliness, and their eyes became a little confused. Several high-level people at the prefecture level were no exception, but they only recovered their mood in a moment, and their eyes were clear again, but there were turbulent waves in their hearts, and they couldn't imagine that his sword intent was already so strong, and he could actually affect their state of mind inadvertently, if they faced him, it was estimated that there would be no chance of escape. That's right, it's a chance to escape rather than a chance to win, and the gap is really not ordinarily big, so big that it makes them desperate.

The people of the Fire Sword Sect looked at the person who seemed to be out of step with this world, and they had long been numb to that person's strength and evil. They abandoned their current opponents and walked straight to the bottom of the wall where the man was, arching their swords and saluting.

"The disciples of the Fire Sword Sect meet the eldest prince" The voices of the people of the Fire Sword Sect were shocking, and their faces were full of pride. Many people have an almost fanatical worship of him, the myth of the Fire Sword Sect.

The person who came was the Saint Wanjian who had accelerated after sensing Shen Ao's aura and speeding up from the large army of the Fire Bathing Sword Sect.

Sheng Qianfeng couldn't see his joy or anger, and walked towards Sheng Wanjian with a humble face: "Big brother, you're here" Sheng Wanjian's etiquette was done very well, neither alienating nor affectionate. Although Sheng Wanjian is the eldest son of the Fire Sword Sect, and his prestige is much higher than him, he is the eldest son of Sheng Tianxiong's original wife, and he is the young sect master of the Fire Sword Sect, so he must have the dignity of being a young sect master.

Saint Wanjian didn't care about Saint Qianfeng's words and attitude, he didn't have half an interest in the so-called position of the Sect Master of the Fire Sword Sect, in his opinion, the sword was more important than anything else, including his life.

Saint Wanjian's gaze swept over the people present, but they all passed slightly, without the slightest intention of staying, the strength of these people really couldn't provoke him with half of his fighting intent, and he didn't have the qualifications to let him play the sword at all. When Saint Wanjian's gaze swept over Shen Ao, he paused slightly, and the essence of light flashed in his eyes.

"Is that you?"

"It's me" Shen Ao was not surprised, others might not be able to recognize him, but he knew that there were two people no matter how his body shape and appearance changed, he would definitely be able to be recognized by those two. One person is the Ice Tears of the Heavenly Ice Palace Saintess who is far away on the top of the snow-capped mountain, and the other person is this young peerless swordsman who can be said to be the world, destroying the Ten Thousand Swords Saint Ten Thousand Swords. This is the fate and intuition of the peerless swordsman, an intuition exclusive to the swordsman.

The sword of the Holy Ten Thousand Sword is lonely, so he can be said to be more sensitive to the aura of this kind of swordsman of the same level, maybe only by fighting with a swordsman of the same level can he add some vitality to his lonely life, so that this lonely peerless swordsman can feel the temperature of the world. In addition, Shen Ao had fought with him before, if he couldn't recognize Shen Ao like this, then this would be a rare thing.

Shen Ao and Sheng Wanjian thought that it was a very ordinary and brief conversation, but it caused an uproar among the people.

"Who is this person, it seems that Sheng Wanjian values him very much?"

"Superb swordsmanship, terrifying combat power, this kid is probably not just a casual martial artist"

......

Sheng Wanjian's mind turned extremely quickly, and there was a faint conjecture in his mind that even he found incredible. As the young sect master of the Fire Sword Sect, he mastered things much better than these martial artists who had been in retreat or penance for many years. And he wants to be better than his eldest brother everywhere, so his understanding of the Holy Ten Thousand Swords is simply outrageous, and the person who knows him best is often his enemy, this sentence is absolutely true from ancient times to the present. His eldest brother has never been shy about people, even in the face of his high-ranking father, he has not changed in the slightest. Only when he meets the people he values so much will there be a change, and what kind of person the peerless swordsman Saint Wanjian values as a sword idiot, you can think about it with your toes. Looking at the person in front of him again, thinking of the incident not long ago, Sheng Qianfeng immediately thought of that character. Thinking of this, Sheng Qianfeng was not left to chance, and it also made him understand why Shen Ao was still unmoved in the confrontation that night.

The battle intent in Shengwanjian's chest erupted, and the sword intent emanated irrepressibly, but the people around him were convicted because of this, and they had to mention cultivation to resist the will of the sword way. The city gate caught fire, affecting the fish in the pond. Sword intent is the will of a sword, if its own martial will is not strong enough, then the peerless swordsman can make people shatter the soul just by virtue of that sword will. Although it is only a little bit of sword intent that is exuded now, it is not possible to target them, but the person who exudes this sword intent is a heaven-level master, or a peerless swordsman, then these sword intent are not so simple.

Shen Ao was in the middle of it, but he didn't feel the slightest oppression, it wasn't that he didn't sense this lonely sword intent, on the contrary, he was the person who was the most taken care of by the sword intent among all people. But don't forget, Shen Ao was once the number one swordsman of the younger generation in the continent who was better than the Saint Wan Sword, and of course he was not unfamiliar with the sword intent, although his cultivation had fallen to the ground level, his realm was still there. Don't say it's a little sword intent, even if the sword intent of the Saint Ten Thousand Swords is fully opened, Shen Ao is not afraid at all.

Just when everyone thought that the Holy Ten Thousand Sword was about to make a move, the Battle Spirit of the Holy Ten Thousand Sword disappeared without a trace.

"You've become weaker" Saint Wanjian's tone didn't show the slightest pity or mockery, just a very bland statement of a fact. A swordsman, who can be defeated but not insulted, is also his respect for masters of the same level.

"Yes, I have become weaker, but you have become stronger" Shen Ao did not feel annoyed and spoke out against it, but instead agreed with Saint Wanjian's point of view. It is true that he is not at the level of the Saint Ten Thousand Swords now, but Shen Ao firmly believes that he will be able to return to the peak and even surpass that level in the near future, he has never doubted this, and his Shen Ao's sword is still unstoppable.

"Now you are not my opponent, and you are not worthy of me to draw my sword"

"Indeed"

Saint Wanjian's gaze swept over the sword held by Shen Ao, and he was slightly stunned: "Where is your Tianque?"

Shengwan Sword is known as a sword maniac, not only obsessed with swordsmanship and swordsmanship, but also almost obsessed with famous swords. Shen Ao was very fond of and admired the sword of that day. But now what Shen Ao is holding is clearly an ordinary steel sword of slightly better quality.