Liao Qingfeng's voice shocked Wang Yun.

The other cultivators on the square all turned their heads and looked in the direction of the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"I understand, Liao Qingfeng is a sword cultivator, and the Mitian Sword Sect is also a sword cultivation sect, this Liao Qingfeng has no junior disciples in his hands, so he must have taken a fancy to the Mitian Sword Sect." An old man with a white beard narrowed his eyes and spoke in a low voice.

His words made everyone around him look envious.

"In this way, isn't the Heavenly Sword Sect a blessing in disguise?"

"Yes, I thought that the strength of the Mitian Sword Sect would be greatly damaged and it would sink, but if Liao Qingfeng took them in and rebuilt a sect, it would not be impossible to overwhelm the Yuntian Dao Sect......"

Liao Qingfeng has returned from the battlefield of the Battle of the Heavens, and with his cultivation and heritage, he can completely carry forward the Mitian Sword Sect.

Of course, it is unknown whether Liao Qingfeng is willing to leave behind the inheritance and name of the Mitian Sword Sect.

The sect leader of the Yuntian Dao Sect in front of the mountain gate, Yun Ming Dao and the other elders all looked at Wang Yun with complicated expressions.

The several disciples behind Wang Yun also had changed expressions.

A trace of hesitation flashed in Wang Yun's eyes, who was standing on the square, and finally gritted his teeth and bowed to Liao Qingfeng: "Senior Liao, the junior is Wang Yun who is in charge of the Mitian Sword Sect. ”

"If the seniors have any orders, my Heavenly Sword Sect will do it with all my might."

Do it all your might?

It is not to take refuge directly, but to say that there is something to order.

When these words came out, many people around them sighed.

This Wang Yun really doesn't have any eyesight.

With such a character, it is strange that he has to make the Heavenly Sword Sect brilliant.

"It's a pity that I can't see the situation clearly," someone whispered above ......the square.

Many people's eyes flickered and looked at Liao Qingfeng.

Rejected in public like this, will this strong man who has just come down from the battlefield shoot directly?

"I have a sword weapon here, which is a treasure of the world that is pregnant and nurtured, and I will give it to you when we meet for the first time." Liao Qingfeng raised his hand and waved, and a golden long sword flew down in front of Wang Yun.

Pregnant with the treasure of the world, that is the treasure of the universe!

If this kind of treasure is used well, it is equivalent to a Qiankun Realm shot!

"How is that possible-"

"What do you mean?"

"This, that's not right......"

Above the square, there was a whisper.

Shouldn't it be Liao Qingfeng, who is annoyed and angry, to shoot directly?

Why is this still a heavy treasure?

A dull gaze looked at Liao Qingfeng in front of him.

Wang Yun's eyes flashed with dazedness, and he looked at the long sword that was floating in front of him.

With this sword, the strength of his own sect can instantly become the top three within a radius of 100,000 miles.

However, can such treasures be taken casually?

"Seniors, no merit will not be punished, such a heavy treasure, neither the juniors nor the Heavenly Sword Sect are qualified to accept it." Wang Yun shook his head and spoke in a low voice.

No?

How many times have you rejected the kindness of at least a major overhaul of the Qiankun Realm, this is, looking for death?

The cultivators of all parties in the square subconsciously took a step back.

They didn't want to bury Wang Yun and the disciples of the Mitian Sword Sect behind him.

There is no reason why this is going to be affected by the fish pond.

Ahead, Liao Qingfeng was slightly stunned, and then laughed out loud: "Wang Yun, do you have any of the gifts you gave out as this seat?" ”

Finished.

Angry.

Everyone sighed in their hearts.

Liao Qingfeng's voice sounded again: "Not to mention that when I was on the battlefield of conquering the sky, I was a soldier under the command of several of your senior brothers, let's just say that the commander of this battle of conquering the sky is your master Han Muye, and I should give you some gifts." ”

"When they come back, I won't be able to get this gift."

Liao Qingfeng's words, Wang Yun didn't hear clearly.

He felt tremors all over his body and a buzzing in his head.

During the Battle of Zhengtian, Liao Qingfeng was just a soldier under the command of several of his senior brothers?

His own master is the commander of the battle to conquer the sky?

What's the situation?

What do you mean?

Not only Wang Yun, but in the square in front of the mountain gate of Yuntian Dao Gate, everyone was staring at Liao Qingfeng in disbelief.

Liao Qingfeng laughed, waved his hand and said: "I still have something to do, so I won't delay here, Han Shuai and they are about to return, Wang Yun, you go back to your own sect and wait." ”

"After this battle to conquer the heavens, I'm afraid that your Heavenly Sword Sect will be rampaging for hundreds of millions of miles."

"My Wuzheng Sword Sect will also respect your Heavenly Sword Sect in the future."

After saying that, Liao Qingfeng's body moved, and he had turned into a sword light and flew away.

Wang Yun looked at the static hanging long sword in front of him, and slowly reached out to hold it.

In the square, everyone else turned their heads and looked at Wang Yun.

Han Muye, the sect leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect, turned out to be the commander of this battle to conquer the heavens?

How many powerhouses will the Heavenly Sword Sect return?

"Haha, go back to the sect!"

Wang Yun let out a long laugh, and the sword light of the long sword in front of him surged, causing a thousand zhang streamer, enveloping all the disciples behind him, and then flying away.

In front of the mountain gate of the Yuntian Dao Gate, the other cultivators looked at each other and quickly followed.

If you don't follow the Mitian Sword Sect, you will be a fool.

"Hey, Poor Dao will go to the Mitian Sword Sect, if," Yun Ming Dao looked to his side and said in a low voice: "If Poor Dao can't return alive, you will take the disciples in the sect to escape, and the most important thing is to keep the sect's inheritance immortal." ”

Judging from the situation of the Yuntian Dao Sect offending the Mitian Dao Sect before, this time he Yunming Dao people may be more than lucky when they go to the Mitian Sword Sect.

But how could he not go?

How dare he not go?

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Ten days later.

In front of the mountain gate of the Mitian Sword Sect, tens of thousands of cultivators gathered and waited.

"It's coming!"

"It's coming!"

Everyone looked up and whispered.

In the distance, above the heavenly dome, there are golden flying boats traversing the heavens and the earth.

Each of the flying boats was ten thousand feet long, and the divine light on them was intertwined.

At least a hundred flying boats flew towards this place, and the bright sword light reflected the heaven and earth in a golden red.

"It's really a person from the Heavenly Sword Sect!"

"How powerful that sword light should be!"

"A sword in the sky, I'm afraid this is above the world, right?"

In the midst of countless exclamations, the team of sword light flying boats landed in front of the mountain gate of the Mitian Sword Sect.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

Nine bells rang through the sky, and the large array above the Heavenly Sword Sect opened, and a sky-high sword light flickered.

"Disciple Wang Yun, lead the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect to welcome the sect master, and all the senior brothers are back-"

Wang Yun, who was wearing a gown, led two teams of disciples behind him and bowed down in front of the mountain gate to greet each other.

One by one, figures in the flying boat in front of them walked down, looking at the mountain gate, with a complicated look on their faces.

"Mitian Sword Sect, I'm back."

The young man who spoke looked very young, but his body was full of blood and energy, and it was clear that it was already unimaginable.

"Senior Brother Xun Ren, you, you're back......" Behind Wang Yun, a middle-aged man with a black beard looked at the young man who sighed with emotion, his eyes widened.

The young man turned his gaze and said softly, "Senior brother, I'm back." ”

Figures fell one after another on the flying boat, and the current one was Zhang Mingyuan, who was dressed in a green robe.

At this time, Zhang Mingyuan was in good shape, and a long sword was suspended behind him.

"Senior brother." Wang Yun, with gray temples, bowed down.

The aura on Zhang Mingyuan's body made him unable to look at it directly!

"Well, junior brother, I've worked hard for you in the past hundred years." Zhang Mingyuan turned his head to look, and the aura on his body slowly gathered.

"Boom-"

Thousands of miles in a radius, mountains and rivers shake!

"Boom-"

A long sword appeared.

Wang Yun's eyes widened, looking at Zhang Mingyuan, who was full of sword light in front of him.

Zhang Mingyuan raised his head and said lightly: "The deity has cultivated to have gathered the world, cut off life and death, stepped through the heavens, understood cause and effect, achieved the Great Dao, and reached the realm of reincarnation." ”

"My Heavenly Sword Sect is now a total of 1,832 disciples and elders."

"On the orders of Master Han, the Mitian Sword Sect wants to reunite with the Six Sword Sect in the thirtieth Chinese New Year's Eve."

"Inherit and unify and reorganize the Zhentian Sword Sect."

"Wang Yun, in the future, you will be the master of the Zhentian Sword Sect's Mitian Sword Hall, and you will be in charge of the inheritance of the Mitian Sword Sect."