As soon as these three words came out, it was like a thunderbolt, which shocked everyone and made everyone gasp. How many years have passed, which one came to their mountain gate is not polite, and can even be said to be cautious. Don't dare to have a trace of presumptuousness, and today this old man...

really responded to the second half of the sentence, the good ones don't come!

"Aren't you dead? If you retreat now, I can call the shots, and I will not pursue the matter of you breaking into my sword pavilion with a sword. Today's Sword Pavilion is not 30 years ago, I hope that the predecessors will not stop themselves and cut off that little bit of incense! Qingqu's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his momentum was still fierce, but he didn't make a move, because he knew what the person opposite was about, and the more he knew. The more I understand what is at stake.

Li naturally chewed these words carefully beside him, the amount of information here is indeed not small, thirty years? Predecessor? Incense? It's a little interesting, thinking of the lonely old man, the words before going up the mountain, it seems that some tricks are about to come out.

The old man turned a deaf ear to these words, and still looked at the sky-high sword with his eyes, and the aura on his body that could not tolerate heaven and earth was even stronger, as if the whole person was about to be separated from this world.

Seeing the old man's arrogant behavior, Qingqu's face finally showed a trace of anger and murderous intent. He is now the head of this sword sect, Tianzun, and his skills are already through the mysteries. If it weren't for the murderous name of the old thing on the other side, he wouldn't have gone to such great lengths to suddenly gather a group of senior brothers of the Qing generation.

To put it bluntly, although decades have passed, his ability to clear the canal is not the same. But I still don't know what to get in the hands of someone who comes. All this is for the sake of safety, the person on the other side can gamble, but he can't gamble himself, let alone this Gate Sword Pavilion.

A group of Qing Character Sword Pavilion Grand Cultivators condensed their breath and rushed straight at the old man. And the old man is like a boulder in the waves, let your waves be monstrous, menacing, but he still does not move. Everyone couldn't figure it out, obviously looking at the momentum was in the realm of the gods, why could one person resist dozens of peers?

The confrontation has been stalemate, with one side letting off steam, while the other side doesn't seem to care. The scene gradually became a little embarrassing, and the senior brothers who broke through the barrier behind were also flushed for a while, clenching their teeth.

The young disciples of the various peaks who were watching the battle around exchanged their heads for a while, discussing the identity of the person who came. But obviously, the elders who knew about it were reluctant to mention it more, so they didn't ask the reason for it for a long time.

Everyone was puzzled, why didn't the Sect Leader Tianzun and those masters and ancestors who were rarely seen on weekdays actually do not do it? Just let the old man be so presumptuous on this sword testing platform. Their Sword Pavilion is an authentic sect, and they are not arrogant when they walk the world on weekdays. What is the origin of this person, so that the head of the sect is so jealous.

Listening to the gradually louder and even a little noisy discussion, Qingqu Zhang's face changed from white to red, from red to black. I also lost the calmness and calmness just now. I saw that he was full of energy, hunting in the corners of his clothes, and seemed to be extremely patient.

"Rub"

"Rub--"

Finally, this eruption came as promised, and the long sword in the hand of the Daoist suddenly flew out, bringing a clear sound. In an instant, the Great Monk of the Houqing Character Sect seemed to have received the order, and all kinds of sword lights flickered. They drew their swords. Fly up,

In the blink of an eye, the old man and Li were naturally surrounded by a group of masters. Among these dozens of people, the ones with low cultivation levels are all real people in the late stage of Zhenxuan, and a few led by Qingqu are even great cultivators.

The old man grabbed Li Tiantian's collar and threw him out, and no one in the Qing generation master cared about a junior monk, just waited for the old man.

Seeing that Li naturally withdrew from the battle circle calmly, the old man slowly spoke:

"Naturally, this is the True Pole Sword Formation of their Sword Pavilion, which is divided into two poles, large and small. It is composed of five small poles and nine major poles. At least five people can do it, and at most, it is the great number of these forty-five people. This breaking formation, for the teacher will only show you once, and you will have to deal with them in the future. ”

Listening to the old man's mouth, the onlookers were in an uproar again. Today's experience absolutely shocks them for a hundred years. After many people here got started, they all learned this True Extreme Sword Formation, and some disciples went down the mountain to practice, and there were countless big battles and small battles. It is relying on this set of swordsmanship that cooperates with the attacker to be invincible. Now that it is jointly used by the Heavenly Venerable of the Sect and the Elder Ancestors, this person is understated that he wants to break the formation?

As for the little white face next to him, he will often deal with it in the future? Nonsense.

Li naturally didn't have time to pay attention to the words of the people next to him, and stared at the sword formation for a moment. He knew it very well. Some people dare to say that they can do it.

The old man stood in the middle of the formation, his right hand, which had been raised, kept reaching into the void, as if he wanted to hold something.

With this action, the space first rippled, and then saw a jaw-dropping scene.

I saw the old man's hand poking into another space, and then violently exerted force, a huge sword hilt appeared in front of everyone's eyes, accompanied by a raging void wind, the nearest Qingqu and others had to be lucky to resist, and the people with lower cultivation around them were blown around, and it was difficult to see the scene inside.

When the wind subsided and the disciples looked into the formation again, they saw the old man holding a huge sword in his hand. With a thud, the sword was plunged into the ground, causing a violent tremor.

The sword body was black and shiny, and countless runes were engraved on the seals, and the blue brilliance on the runes was constantly flickering, and it was accompanied by bursts of fierce aura. Li naturally swallowed his saliva as he looked at it, this old man who is usually quiet and silent, I was afraid that he was not a bad star before!

"Look at the old man breaking this true sword formation!!"

This explosion The giant sword was picked up by the old man violently, the sword body was black, and his knees sank, which was a move of the old ape's back sword.

This sword formation began to flip as if it was alive at this moment, and the strength of all the people in it continued to flow on Qingqu's body with the operation of the formation, making his whole person seem to be covered in glow, and even his eyebrows and eyes were covered with a few traces of golden light. At the same time, the whole person was fluctuating in the formation, and the figure became difficult to capture.

It's not good, these old miscellaneous hairs take advantage of the advantage of controlling the big array, and they want to finish their work in one battle! Naturally, Li Nature's heart tightened suddenly, and he wanted to open his mouth to remind, but he was afraid of distracting the master. He knew that the master was powerful, but he was also afraid that this authority would be confused and his perception would be obscured by the big array.

Just when he was secretly anxious, the tall old man with the giant sword on his back slowly closed his eyes, and all the aura around his body dissipated, and he could only see the person standing there, still in that posture, but he didn't feel any existence in his consciousness at all.

The True Extreme Array also paused for a moment because of this strange scene, but it resumed in a blink of an eye, and it was obvious that the people in the formation also felt the same situation.

Qingqu, whose figure was constantly shuttling, frowned tightly, at this time, the aura around him had reached its peak, the whole person was like a god descending from the earth, and the golden light around his body extended several zhang, just as Li naturally guessed, the masters of the Sword Pavilion did not have the slightest carelessness in the face of the old man. One shot is the strongest killer move.

Although the old man's condition made him somewhat puzzled, it did not disrupt their attack, and the surging array was like the mouth of a giant demon, patiently waiting for the fleeting flaw, ready to devour the prey at any time.

Everything on the sword test platform was still, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion held their breath and stared, and Li naturally stared at the sword formation for a moment. Like an old man who does not exist, he is as brilliant as the clear canal of Tianwei. Also, the sweat that falls between the eyebrows.

"Whew~~"

Suddenly, the old man let out a breath, and the breath steamed like a white mist. Li naturally shouted from the bottom of his heart, not good!

"Boom"

Qingqu's figure responded to his thoughts almost simultaneously, not behind him, nor at any tricky angle. Qingqu's two fingers turned into a sword, and the golden light around him soared again, piercing the old man's face like a golden thunderbolt.

The swordsman, the king of a hundred soldiers, this blow, Qingqu with confidence in the way of the sword, confidence in himself, and even more with the pride that belongs to the Sword Pavilion alone.

Ten zhang, five zhang, three zhang! Li Nature's eyes were only left with the endless chill of the sword, and the smile that was already in Qingqu.

This blow will be the fall of a generation of legends, and it will also be accompanied by the rise of another legend, and this new legend will be called Qingqu, Rao is he has experienced countless storms, and it is difficult to hide the excitement in his heart at this moment.

"Scandium,"

The whole world was still, and the smile was still on Qingqu's face, but a wave of horror had risen in his eyes. Inside and outside the big array, except for the old man, all the results that everyone thought about did not include the scene that happened in front of them at this moment.

The sword was still sharp, still full of killing intent and destruction. But it was held in his hands. It is useless to let Qingqu teach how to urge.

There was a squeak, a tooth-sour sound sounded, and the sword was actually like a glass jade, and it was pinched out by the old man's iron palm like a spider web.

At the same time, the Qingzi elders who controlled the sword formation turned pale at the same time, and blood oozed from the corners of their mouths. Obviously, this sword is their own skill, and now it has been pinched and almost shattered, and the power of this backlash is really unbearable.

Click, unlike all the roar caused today, there was a crisp sound that was almost indiscible, like the sound of a teacup falling and shattering. I saw that the sword turned into fragments and dissipated in the wind.

Then, under the horrified gaze of everyone, the old man threw the sword on his back towards the giant sword in the distance.

There is no fluctuation of energy, no galloping speed, just like an ordinary person with no cultivation throwing a wooden stick. After smashing the Qingqu Great Palm Sect that was still in front of him, he spun and flew towards the giant sword.

Li was naturally dumbfounded, this broken formation... How do you let me learn.