The arrogant expression on Song Dui's face was stunned for a moment, how could he not be familiar with the sword intent flying rapidly in the distance!

Damn! Qinglian Sword Intent!

Ji Yuze and Ye Chen, who were on the side, also felt this extremely strong sword intent, and turned their heads to look into the distance.

Beyond the horizon, a two-winged Pegasus with a body that seemed to be burning with black flames was flying in their direction!

On horseback, the sword cultivator who was dressed in black and came with a sword on his back gave them a great sense of oppression!

The feeling of oppression that I have only felt in my own master!

At least the Mahayana period, or even the strong ones of the Tribulation Period!

Are the Elders of the Nine Holy Lands?

Ji Yuze and Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, only Song Duan stared at the familiar figure sitting on horseback in the distance.

Master and himself spent the first half of their lives all on this Qinglian Sword Intent, how could he not be familiar with it?

In addition to himself and Master Tai'a, there is only one person in this Qinglian Sword Intent who has further studied in it.

That was the Qingyun Sect Sword Cultivator who was in the Sword Immortal Tomb at the beginning, and killed all the great sword cultivators in the Immortal Tomb with his own strength!

It is also the black-clothed sword cultivator who is now sitting on horseback and carrying a sword, Leng Qingsong!

Thinking of this, Song Dui's face couldn't help but become ugly.

Originally, when the Immortal Tomb was opened, he still thought that the master had instructed him to take a lighter action against the fellow disciples who came from the Qingyun Sect, who knew that the master meant to keep himself away from them!

There is no other reason, the group of monks who came out of the Qingyun Sect are all monsters!

Because he was originally a sword cultivator, in that immortal tomb, the most shocking and impressive thing to himself was the two sword cultivators from Qingyun Sect.

One white! One black!

Two sword cultivators!

Dressed in white, with a sword hanging from his waist, just like his current self, one person and one sword stopped countless sword cultivators in front of the last door of the sword platform.

And Leng Qingsong, who was dressed in black, only got a glimpse of himself, and it was like killing a god, behind that door, the scene of slaughtering the Great Sword Cultivator was deeply engraved in Song Duan's heart.

These two sword cultivators were like demons in their hearts, and they really made themselves feel fear.

At that time, I knew what it meant to sit in a well and watch the sky, and I underestimated the people of the world.

But Song Du did not admit defeat, and was even more angry in his heart.

There is no time for practice, and the monk can keep his face in the most satisfying state as long as he wishes.

With such a cultivation, I am afraid that it would have been a great sword cultivation that had achieved the great cultivator for countless years.

He was just a monk who had just entered cultivation for decades, how could he be compared to these old monsters who had lived for countless years!

It wasn't until his own master told him afterwards that none of these monsters from the Qingyun Sect were more than twenty years old.

The expression on Song Du's face was no longer shocked, but frightened!

A great sword cultivator who is less than twenty years old?

He has been praised as the best handsome sword cultivator once in 10,000 years.

I'm afraid that the talent of these monsters can only be compared to the sword immortal Li Taibai in the ancient period, right?

And with such a talent, and has obtained the inheritance of the sword immortal Li Taibai, then on top of the Qinglian Sword Dao, surpassing oneself and even surpassing the master is an inevitable thing!

There is only one way for a person, and if others go first, then you will never be able to realize this way again!

At that moment, Song Duan, who had always regarded himself as a peerless genius, was hit like never before, and even doubted himself.

And he has always been strong and will not show it at all, so he can only hide this doubt about himself in the depths of his heart.

But everything can't be hidden from his master.

The expression on Song Dui's face softened, and he remembered his master, Tai'a.

"Boy, if you were to redo it now, would you be willing?"

"Let you compete to be the ancestor of the Sword Sect, are you willing?"

"He Li Taibai can, why can't you?"

The sound of countless iron chains rubbing between heaven and earth sounded, and his own master destroyed the Dao foundation that he had cultivated for thousands of years, and stripped himself of the Qinglian sword intent in his body.

And reshaped the White Lotus Sword Species for himself!

His own master fell directly from the peak of the Tribulation to the Merge Realm, although he finally recovered, but until now he has not recovered the strength of the peak of the Tribulation!

Feeling the white lotus blooming in the dantian, Song Dui's originally somewhat timid expression became arrogant again.

What Li Taibai can do, why can't I?

It's just Qinglian Kendo, regaining other people's wisdom, this kind of strength obtained from eating steamed buns that others have chewed.

I don't even bother to be with it!

I, Song Duan, will eventually walk out of my own kendo and achieve the same achievement as Li Taibai, no! Surpass Li Taibai's sword immortal!

The heart was full of pride, the expression on his face became more and more pulled, and he straightened up slightly to look at Leng Qingsong who came on horseback.

Leng Qingsong, who was riding the black Thestrals, had sword intent rising all over his body, and the originally noisy mountain seemed to be pressed the mute button after the arrival of the sword cultivator of this black-clothed black horse.

The closer Leng Qingsong got closer, the young monks on the more than a dozen mountains could clearly perceive this powerful sword intent!

When Leng Qingsong walked in front of Song Duan and the others, everyone looked at this sword cultivator and waited for this sword cultivator to speak.

Is it because you dislike them for being too noisy, or do you want to reprimand the three Tianjiao for fighting privately before the Tianbang is born?

Ji Yuze and Ye Chen also straightened up, in front of the Great Cultivator, as the personal disciples of the Nine Holy Lands Sect, they had to give each other respect, but they couldn't lose the face of the Holy Land behind them.

If this sword cultivator really dares to slander the holy land behind him, even if the other party is a great cultivator, he will have three points of reason!

Leng Qingsong glanced at the three people present, and seemed to see that Song Dui was a little familiar, and the horse stopped in front of Song Dui, and asked in a somewhat confused voice, "Ethereal Pavilion..... How to go? ”

Leng Qingsong, who has never gone out alone, can't tell the difference between east and west, north and south after leaving Ouyang's side, and he is an absolute road idiot.

"Ahem, cough, cough...."

The sound of coughing one after another instantly sounded all around.

Everyone was waiting for the great monk to speak, but they didn't expect that the great monk just came to ask for directions!

What the hell are you asking for a way, with so much coercion, what are you doing as if you want to destroy the door?

Jian Xiu's brain is really sick!

Such a thought popped up in everyone's minds at the same time.

And Song Duan, who had a lonely and arrogant face, heard Leng Qingsong's inquiry, and pointed in the direction of the Ethereal Pavilion with the hilt of his sword, and said indifferently: "It's three hundred miles there!" ”

Leng Qingsong, who was sitting on horseback, glanced at the direction, sighed to Song Du with some gratitude, and then rode his horse away.

“？？？”

Just left?

Under the guidance of Senior Brother Song Duan, the sect master of the Sword Sect, he left so easily?

Is this Great Sword Cultivator really asking for directions?

Or is this great sword cultivator afraid of the talent of this senior brother Song Duan and the master behind him?

At least when Leng Qingsong left, Ye Chen and Ji Yuze, who were beside Song Du, looked at Song Dui's gaze with a slight change.

Looking at himself in all directions, his eyes changed to admiration and amazement again, which made Song Du secretly refreshed!

And in the hearts of Ji Yuze and Ye Chen, the opinion of this Sword Sect disciple is even higher.

At such an age, he has reached this level of cultivation!

And even in front of the great monk who didn't know what he meant, he had such an arrogant expression.

This Song Duan is worthy of being the disciple of the Sword Sect Master!