In the past, he was a giant of the Demon Dao, and now he is a strange cultivator, and there are countless sect disciples.

Today's Chang'an City may be the first time since the founding of the Tang Dynasty that so many figures in the cultivation world have gathered.

However, the strange thing is that at this moment, the Lotus Bridge and even the entire city seem strangely quiet, as if the heaviness before the storm is coming.

Above everyone's sight, Wei Ming stood there quietly, with the long sword in his chest, his eyes slightly closed, and the eight winds did not move.

Not far behind him, more than a dozen people with the same costumes and accessories stood quietly, all of them were disciples of the Tianshan Mountains who had traveled down the mountain with an unknown figure.

In addition to this, there was an old man standing in the forefront, his clothes shabby, his face was gray, and he had no emotion at all.

There is a unique inheritance method within the Tianshan Mountains, and every disciple who is valued by the Heavenly Killer will receive a sect sword cultivator.

This kind of old man who is called the sword giver by the world is often a hopeless old man in the mountain, desireless and ruthless, except for teaching the selected disciples swordsmanship, everything else, even if the peer fights, the disciples will not shoot in advance if they die in front of him, at most they will bring other people's heads back to Tianshan afterwards.

And this nameless old man is the unknown sword giver of the Tianshan Mountains, and he is also the fourth sword among the seven swords in the Tianshan Mountains.

A young disciple whispered, "Old Ancestor, will you definitely win this competition?"

The old man said in an extremely hoarse voice: "Without distance, Lu Shen will die." ”

Hearing this, everyone put their minds down at the same time.

Another disciple rolled his eyes and said: "What's there to be afraid of, Senior Brother Weiming could have set foot in the Three Realms Realm a long time ago, just to simply cultivate the Boundless Realm to the extreme, so he suppressed his realm-breaking aura, otherwise he would have already stepped into the world of peak cultivators, and no matter how powerful Lu Shen is, he is just a dust realm, win a fart."

The man who asked earlier smiled, as if he agreed with this truth.

"Hmph, an old fool with a couple of little fools. ”

A faint voice of disdain sounded at this moment.

When the disciples of the Tianshan Mountains heard this, they all glared angrily.

There were a few people around the bridge, and the old lady Mo sat on the captain's chair on the side, looking at the sky, as if it was not him who spoke just now.

Mo Fusheng stood behind the old man, silently covering his face, thinking to himself, what are you angry with a few juniors?

"Grandpa, this time Chang'an City is mixed with many forces, after all, your identity is precious, so you show your head.... Isn't it appropriate?" Mo asked not wanting to make the atmosphere too embarrassing.

Old Lady Mo rolled his eyes and said lightly: "Idiot, do you really think that Lao Tzu and I are arrogant? Now that the Sword Pavilion and the disciples of the Tianshan Mountains are competing, after all, it is in Chang'an City, what will happen if the imperial court ignores it? My identity as an old immortal can just hold down the scene, and even faintly can be used as the identity of the host, otherwise how do you think Your Majesty would come here today?"

Mo Zhansheng's face was strange, and he thought to himself, "You are Lao Tzu, you are obviously a grandfather."

Old Lady Mo sighed, and said seriously: "These things that can be figured out by thinking carefully with your brain, in the future, you can have a longer memory, learn from others Lu Shen, don't be arrogant if you have nothing to do, it is easy to be listened to by others."

Mo Zhensheng sighed and said, "I know, grandpa, but the voice you heard just now is estimated that as long as you are a cultivator with good cultivation, it is estimated that you will not be able to hear it clearly at this moment." ”

His eyes drifted to the disciples of the Tianshan Mountains not far away, and the meaning was very clear.

Old Lady Mo waved his hand, and then said indifferently: "It's okay, in the city, if there is something that doesn't have long eyes, dare to be presumptuous, and don't need the academy, I can hammer him with one punch." ”

The disciples of the Tianshan Mountains were all flushed, and a young and vigorous disciple just wanted to take a step, but was directly slapped back by the old man in front of him who had a very high status in the Tianshan Mountain.

"If you don't have that ability, don't embarrass that person here. The old man, who had never spoken much, said lightly.

The disciples of the Tianshan Mountains were instantly silent.

The old lady sat peacefully on a chair not far away, without lifting his eyelids.

In the distance, Su An and the demon who was a giant of the Demon Sect a hundred years ago happened to hear this, and the latter smiled and said, "This sentence is ostensibly for those little dolls in the Tianshan Mountains, but it should be aimed at me?"

Su An smiled: "After all, the predecessor Demon Palace is monstrous, so I have to guard against it." ”

The old devil Murong Mad suddenly smiled and said: "Little doll, when I entered the city just now, I found a lot of old turtle kings of the deep sea who I knew in the Demon Sect at the beginning, and they are all guys who hate the academy or the Sword Pavilion to the core. ”

Su An's expression didn't change, but he shook his head slightly.

"Hey, boring, boring. ”

The old devil shook his right hand in the void.

A certain wall.

Some shady sewer.

Even a slight upturned mud in the depths of the river below the Lotus Bridge.

Almost at the same time, a huge explosion of qi was generated, and the majestic black mist seemed to envelop something, which was obviously extremely terrifying, but no sound emanated.

Su An turned his head slightly.

Even he didn't notice the people just now.

Mr. Murong withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "It's just a good deal, and I didn't kill you righteous path people, isn't it bad intentions?" In addition, don't be too surprised, the rats in the inner channel of the water are always more familiar with the taste of their companions." ”

Su An frowned slightly, puzzled, "Why?"

The old man chuckled and said, "Since I, Murong, am here, why do I need other demons?"

.......

It's summer, and the sun is on the sun.

The temperature on the street is getting hotter, and the ground is emitting a wave of air that is visible to the naked eye.

As the world passed, there was a faint noise in the field. Most of them are ordinary people asking why the competition hasn't started yet.

Until one of the fierce people in the farthest crowd replied impatiently: "Nonsense, have you ever seen a man beat him?"

Then everyone suddenly realized, and then the words shifted to the other protagonist of this competition.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

This is a question among all the practitioners present.

The unknown old god is here, but he is the least anxious person.

If Lu Shen dares to break his trust this time, then it will be the Sword Pavilion that will lose face in the entire world, which is the most favorable news for Tianshan.

Murong Mad clasped his hands in his sleeves and said with a smile: "Ran away?"

Su An didn't speak, just looked at the sky silently, thinking that the little junior brother should come faster than himself, why hasn't he come out yet?

Yang Fugui trotted all the way from the city gate, ignored the old man who looked stupid, and said, "Why don't I go up and fight with that guy first?" ”

As soon as the words fell.

A fresh breeze blew across the bridge deck without a sound.

Murong Mad's eyelids picked upward.

Martial Emperor City Wei Chan hummed softly.

Su Nian and the mysterious man of Canghai turned their heads at the same time.

The middle-aged man in the Lotus Inn put down his teacup.

Everyone focused on the bridge at the same time, and then there was a look of surprise and shock on their faces at the same time.

"I've been waiting. ”

On the bridge, the man was dressed in white, fluttering like a fairy.