Chapter 547: Carrying a sword on your back is still more powerful than a hanging sword at your waist!
said the most domineering words to all the Tianjiao between the days and days.
The sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, reaching almost everyone's ears.
Leng Qingsong rode his horse and stood in mid-air, standing with his sword in his hand, looking at the countless monks below, one person was like a heavenly moat between all the Tianjiao and the heavenly list.
What happened?
What's wrong?
Who is he?
Who am I?
Now all the monks on the Ethereal Pavilion had such an idea in their hearts at the same time, and they looked at Leng Qingsong in mid-air with a confused expression, and their brains couldn't turn for a while.
This kid is sick, right?
I don't want to be on the list and don't allow others to be on the list?
Tianbang, your house opened?
What you say is what it is?
Where does the conspicuous bag come from?
Want to be famous in front of these countless Tianjiao and want to go crazy?
Get out of the gram!
When all the monks reacted, Leng Qingsong was faced with overwhelming scolding.
Xuan Lingzi, who was pretending to greet other sects, suddenly looked ugly as if he had eaten a fly.
I know that it's not a good thing to be the leader of the leader!
This kid in black didn't wait for the meal to be ready, and he was about to turn the pot directly!
The elders of the other sects on the side were also shocked and angry, and some of them were secretly happy and watching a good show.
The first time I saw someone smashing the field of the Nine Holy Lands, this is a good show, I can see it with my own eyes, this business trip at public expense is simply a lot of money!
Some people are angry, some people are snickering, and some people are having fun.
But these elders also had the same good eye, and they could see at a glance that the black-clothed sword cultivator standing in mid-air was already a great sword cultivator!
The breath of life is so vigorous, and it is not even a hundred-year-old great sword cultivator?!
Who is this disciple?
How rebellious is it?
To be able to reach this realm at such an age, no matter how outstanding the talent is, it is impossible to achieve this achievement without a large amount of resources.
There must be a huge sect behind this black-clothed sword cultivator!
The enshrined elders of the Ethereal Pavilion stepped forward in unison, and an elder from the early stage of the Tribulation arched his hand towards the other sects present and asked, "Dare to ask which sect disciple this black-clothed great sword cultivator is in front of you?" ”
Everyone looked left and right, and seemed to want to know which sect had swelled to such an extent that they dared to fight the idea of the Nine Holy Lands!
Xuan Lingzi, who was trying to hide his figure, knew that he couldn't dodge, took a deep breath, forced the urge to scold his mother in his heart, and pushed away the two monks who were blocking him without smiling on his face.
Facing the Ethereal Pavilion elder in the early stage of the Tribulation, he said awkwardly, "That black-clothed sword cultivator is a disciple of my Qingyun Sect!" But his behavior is purely personal, and I am willing to swear by the way I have realized that this matter has nothing to do with my Qingyun Sect! Please also tell the difference! ”
Xuan Lingzi opened his mouth and put Leng Qingsong and Qingyun Sect apart.
After all, the Nine Holy Lands are in the same spirit, and now in front of the people of the world, such a slap in the face of the Ethereal Pavilion is probably a joke for outsiders.
Although he likes to be inappropriate, in the face of major rights and wrongs, Xuan Lingzi still has a clear grasp of priorities!
"Qingyun Sect?"
Everyone looked at Xuan Lingzi, and their eyes became more and more intriguing.
Over the years, Qingyun Sect has produced a lot of characters.
First, the demon clan came into the world, and there were several talented disciples, and now there is a great sword cultivator who is also the face of the Ethereal Pavilion of the Nine Holy Lands in public.
Could it be that this Qingyun Sect is already powerful enough to dominate the cultivation world?
The elder of the Ethereal Pavilion didn't expect that the black-clothed sword cultivator was actually from the Qingyun Sect, but seeing that Xuan Lingzi's words were sincere, it didn't seem to be fake, and the elder was also silent for a while.
Xuan Lingzi swore by his own way, and what Xuan Lingzi said was not a lie.
Is it true that the black-clothed sword cultivator just wants to be in the limelight in front of the world?
"This Qingyun Elder, please discipline your disciples!" The Elder of the Ethereal Pavilion took a deep look at Xuan Lingzi and made a concession.
If I could control this kid, I would have left sideways in Qingyun Sect a long time ago!
When the master sees me, he has to pour me tea!
There wasn't a fuel-efficient lamp on that hill!
Knowing this, I might as well continue to be a donkey for Ouyang Boy!
Xuan Lingzi smiled bitterly and said, "The elder may have some misunderstanding, although this black-clothed sword cultivator is a disciple of my Qingyun Sect, he is not bound by my Qingyun Sect!" ”
It's too much of a deception!
My Ethereal Pavilion has already given in, ready to swallow such humiliation, this Qingyun Sect still doesn't give in, do you want my Ethereal Pavilion to lose face in front of the world's monks today?
If the pavilion master is here, then he will be as easy to talk as himself, I'm afraid that he won't directly suppress that sword cultivator who doesn't know the height of the sky!
"In that case, it should be no problem for me to help Qingyun Sect teach a lesson to the disciples of the Qingyun Sect today, right?" The Elder of the Ethereal Pavilion looked at Xuan Lingzi and said step by step.
It's just a great sword cultivator in the Merge Realm.
The Ethereal Pavilion, which was also one of the Nine Holy Lands, wanted to suppress a Great Sword Cultivator of the Merge Realm, and it was still as easy as a finger!
Xuan Lingzi nodded and said: "It's that my Qingyun Sect is not strict in discipline, if Daoist friends can take action to discipline, it will naturally be a good thing!" ”
Fight! Fight!
The two holy places are going to fight!
All the other melon-eating elders looked at each other as if they were worthy of today's trip, and their eyes widened, and even more of them had quietly taken out the recording stone and recorded everything that happened in front of them.
Now that the Qingyun Sect agreed, the Ethereal Pavilion was no longer polite, and the elder in the early stage of the Tribulation waved his hand casually.
The three Mahayana monks flew towards Leng Qingsong.
It's just dealing with a junior in the Merge Realm, and it's far from expelling three Mahayana monks.
But Leng Qingsong is so young, no one knows if Leng Qingsong, who has climbed to the rank of Great Monk at such a speed, has anything to rely on!
The three Mahayana monks came in an instant, and the power of the mighty law echoed in the sky above the Ethereal Pavilion.
The coercion of the Great Monk rushed towards Leng Qingsong like a tsunami in an instant.
The three Mahayana monks shot at the same time, and even in the early stage of the tribulation, they faced it seriously.
But here in Leng Qingsong, there is no such thing at all.
The three great cultivators came to Leng Qingsong in an instant, but they flew out at a faster speed.
No one saw what was happening, and the three Grand Monks flew out upside down.
I only saw the green lotus under Leng Qingsong's feet swaying slightly, and other than that, nothing happened.
Defeating an opponent in a great realm is already a shocking thing in the cultivation world.
And the more a great realm, to put it mildly, defeated three great monks who were one realm higher than themselves.
In the eyes of everyone, such a means is almost impossible to happen!
But now someone has done it!
And it was so understatement, even the elder in the early stage of the Ethereal Pavilion Tribulation could barely see Leng Qingsong pull out his sword!
Song Dusk, who was in the sea of people, looked at the sky, like a cold green pine descended from the world, and his heart was surging!
Sword cultivation should be so!
Sure enough, with a sword on his back, he was still hanging a sword from his waist to dick!