"What did he say, baby, come home?"

"Is this Meng Hao crazy?"

"It's really interesting, it's crazy to see such a strong man for the first time!" When Meng Hao's voice echoed, hundreds of thousands of monks around him immediately burst into laughter.

"The old man has lived for so long, and this is the first time I have seen a madman like you. Rokudo laughed.

Even the old man in the green shirt of the One Sword Sect who was fighting with the Blood Demon Ancestor also divided a wisp of divine sense to observe below, and when he saw this scene, he shook his head and smiled.

Their voices reverberated and reverberate, one after another, and all kinds of ridicule emerged one after another, originally...... By the time they spoke, the wooden sword could have been cut off, but when these people laughed, they quickly showed surprise one by one.

Because...... The sword was not slashed, but struck in mid-air.

This meal seems to have made the hearts of hundreds of thousands of people slammed.

Liudao's eyes widened, and the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect in the second layer of the light curtain seemed to be unable to breathe, and looked at their young sect blankly, standing outside the light curtain, beckoning towards the earth-shattering Supreme Treasure Wood Sword.

In the sky, the Qingyi Ancestor of the One Sword Sect, who was fighting with the Blood Demon Ancestor, was already ecstatic in his heart, but at this moment, with the pause of the wooden sword, his heart chuckled.

This wooden sword paused ten zhang above Meng Hao, the power of the years made the surroundings wither, and even the second layer of light curtain was distorted, as if as long as it was touched lightly, in this state, it would collapse in an instant.

Ke Meng Hao...... But under the wooden sword, he was not affected in the slightest.

And the wooden sword, as if it had a spirit in itself, seemed to hesitate. After pausing in mid-air. There seems to be a streamer wandering on the sword.

Six complexion changes. This scene made him feel incredible, completely beyond his imagination, even if he was once the peak of the Dao and the ancestor of a sect, he was still shocked by this scene.

He couldn't understand why the inheritance treasure of the One Sword Sect ...... There will be a pause in front of Meng Hao, and there will be such a hesitation.

He racked his brains even if it was a matter of time. I can't even imagine the answer here.

"Impossible!" Liudao gritted his teeth fiercely, cultivated to roar, and controlled it with all his might, but the wooden sword did not react at all, ignored him, and even took the initiative to cut off the contact.

This scene immediately made Liudao's complexion change again.

Hundreds of thousands of people around them opened their eyes one by one, looking at the things in front of them that they might never encounter in their lifetime. Among them, the monks from the One Sword Sect, everyone's expressions were full of incredulity.

That was the inheritance treasure of their One Sword Sect. That was the symbol of their One Sword Sect, and that was the foundation of their One Sword Sect!

And the most shocking thing was not them, but the old man in the green shirt of the Sword Sect in mid-air, he couldn't believe it for a while, if there was a thunder roar in his mind, he did not hesitate to bear the magic power of the Blood Demon Ancestor, spurting blood, and his body was also galloping back, surrounded by the blood mist of the Blood Demon Ancestor, he couldn't rush out, he could only pull out his hands at the moment, and pointed at the wooden sword with all his strength.

"A bamboo sword, come back!!" the old man in green shirt pinched the trick and roared.

Immediately, the wooden sword shook, as if it had been affected by something, and the old man in the green shirt immediately sank in his heart, and the feeling of unhappiness was strong to the extreme, because usually, as long as he pinched the trick, the bamboo sword would fly back immediately, but now it was only a shock.

"Damn, how can this be!!" The old man in the green shirt pinched the trick again, and did not hesitate to spurt out a mouthful of blood, he couldn't help but be anxious, because this was the treasure of his One Sword Sect, if it was taken away, he would be a sinner of the One Sword Sect.

"You were refined by my One Sword Sect, it was obtained by my One Sword Sect from the Ancient Dao Lake, and it was personally refined into a sword by the ancestors of my One Sword Sect!"

"You're from my One Sword Sect!!"

"A bamboo sword, come back to me!!" the old man in the green shirt roared, and as the blood spurted out, the dark connection between him and this sword seemed to have an effect in an instant, and the wooden sword hummed in the air, and retreated a few feet back.

At the moment when the old man in green shirt breathed a sigh of relief, the wooden sword suddenly stopped again, and the old man in green shirt sighed again in his heart.

"You were born in my One Sword Sect, and you have been worshiped by countless disciples of my One Sword Sect for many years, in order to make you spiritual, we have paid ten thousand years of accumulation, in order to make you sharper, our One Sword Sect is helping you!!"

"You, you...... You come back!!" The old man in the green shirt was anxious in his heart, but this blood mist blocked, he couldn't rush out, and at this moment, he roared, spurting blood again, and at the expense of Shouyuan, he pointed at the wooden sword again.

But this finger fell, and the wooden sword didn't wait for any reaction......

"Have you had enough, don't come back, see how I clean you up when I get home!" Meng Hao's face was stern, and he opened his mouth almost like a scolding.

As soon as Meng Hao's words came out, the wooden sword in mid-air trembled violently, and the connection with the old man in the green shirt was cut off in an instant, and he went straight to Meng Hao in an instant, and appeared around Meng Hao in the blink of an eye.

Anyone can see this scene, this sword ...... It clearly belongs to Meng Hao!

Liudao's eyes widened, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

Hundreds of thousands of monks around inhaled in unison, and were completely shocked by Meng Hao's here.

The disciples of the One Sword Sect stayed there one by one, looking blankly at the supreme and arrogant treasures of their sect on weekdays, and they were actually around Meng Haode, as if they were happy, that was clear...... It is the appearance of recognizing Meng Hao as the master.

"I must not have woken up......"

"That'...... Is that the inheritance treasure of our One Sword Sect?"

"This ...... What's going on......" The disciple of the First Sword Sect was buzzing in his mind, but the most unbelievable thing at this moment was the old man in green shirt in mid-air.

His eyes showed madness, even more grievances, and finally turned into monstrous anger, and he was about to say something, but a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body suddenly aged a lot.

He couldn't figure it out, he couldn't understand it, how could this sword be here for Meng Hao and recognize Meng Hao as the master!

In his opinion, this is inconceivable, subverting the mind, as if in the heart, setting off a monstrous wave.

"How can this be!!" the green shirt ancestor roared angrily, and he was about to rush into the blood mist in a frenzy, he wanted to take the wooden sword in his hand and ask the spirit of the wooden sword. Why do that. Why betray the One Sword Sect. Why do you want to recognize this Meng Hao, who has only seen one side, as the master.

"This is the sword !! of my One Sword Sect"

"Your sword, you call it, does it promise. When Meng Hao opened his mouth lightly, his right hand was raised, and immediately the wooden sword flew in an instant, gently landing in his palm, and even more on Meng Hao's palm, constantly jumping, as if he was very excited.

"You!!" The old man in the green shirt of the One Sword Sect. Almost spurting blood again, he was furious, not to mention the cultivation of the peak of the Dao at this moment, even if he was an immortal, he would not be able to withstand such a blow and loss.

Especially...... The appearance of the wooden sword made the old man in green shirt feel that he had been stabbed in the heart, because this sword was here and needed to be supplied, and he had never seen such a scene with this sword.

"Don't make trouble, go kill him!" Meng Hao also noticed it. This one of the several swords he buried at the beginning actually gave birth to a sword spirit. But fortunately, his original methods are still effective, ensuring that this sword, no matter how many hands it turns, as long as he sees himself, he will immediately admit that he is its first owner.

When he opened his mouth at this moment, Meng Hao pointed to the Six Dao Ancestors.

The Six Dao Ancestor sighed in his heart, his complexion changed greatly, and his body galloped back, but before he could retreat far, the wooden sword flew out in an instant, the speed was unimaginable, and it exuded an amazing power of time, where it passed, the void was distorted, and even some monks who were close to this sword withered in an instant visible to the naked eye, as if countless years had passed, and some people died instantly.

"Damn!" The face of the Six Dao Ancestors changed, and the whole body cultivation exploded in a low roar, but in the outbreak, it was only between the early and middle stages of the question, and it was impossible to improve too much, so it could only control the incense burner to appear in an instant, blocking the front, and with a bang, the wooden sword was directly stabbed on the incense burner.

The roar continued, cracks appeared in this incense burner, and there were even some signs of decay, which made Liudao's heart ache, but he didn't dare to put it away, because he was shocked to find that this sword, just exuding the fluctuations of the years, made him a lot older all of a sudden, once he was stabbed by this sword, he could imagine that his longevity would be completely cut off immediately.

In this panic, his body kept retreating, because he was most afraid of using special secret methods to promote cultivation...... It is the erasure of the years.

And the hundreds of thousands of monks around were also shocked one by one, they didn't dare to step forward, and they all stepped back, so that outside this second layer of light curtain, Meng Hao alone and with a sword, he made everyone retreat a thousand feet, and they didn't dare to step forward in the slightest.

"Damn!!"

"Sword Venerable Daoyou, Jin Han Ancestor, and Li Yuanlei, if the three of you don't make a move, the old man will take out the remnant soul to block it!!" Seeing that there were more and more cracks in the incense burner in front of him, the Six Dao Ancestors immediately roared.

As soon as he finished speaking, suddenly, the incense burner in front of him collapsed, and at the moment when the wooden sword galloped forward, the six Dao roared to the sky, and immediately his body exploded directly, allowing the wooden sword to penetrate.

But there was a wisp of soul that flew out in an instant and turned into a soul river, not a soul in it, but a hundred thousand remnant souls!

When 100,000 remnant souls flew out together, the body of the old man in the green shirt of the Sword Sect in the sky suddenly burned with a flame, this flame was the fire of his life, and when it suddenly burned, his cultivation roared out, and the whole person turned into a long rainbow, and actually rushed through the blood mist of the blood demon ancestor, desperately injured, and went straight to Meng Hao's wooden sword, when his right hand was raised, his whole person seemed to have turned into a sword!

"Meng Hao'er, give me death!!"

Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and he didn't have time to kill the 100,000 remnant souls of the Six Daos, the wooden sword flew back in an instant, his body galloped back, and at the moment when the old man in the green shirt of the Sword Sect chased after him, he retreated into the second layer of light curtain.

And the One Sword Sect's Green Shirt Ancestor, not only did not slow down, but faster, stabbing towards the light curtain.

"Break!!"

The Blood Demon Ancestor's eyes shone with murderous intent, but the Li Immortal clone also made him feel a headache, this clone was no longer the peak of the Dao, but one step ahead, comparable to a pseudo-immortal.

When he frowned, in the Blood Demon Mountain, in the cave, his deity's eyes suddenly opened, and a drop of blood in the blood pool flew out in an instant, and after flying directly out of the cave, it spread out violently, and the first layer of light curtain and the second layer of light curtain were dyed blood-colored in an instant.

Rumble!

The blood-colored light curtain blocked the Qingyi Ancestor of the Sword Sect with an angry blow. (To be continued......)