"Ziming, what you said, is there any basis?"

In the brightly lit side hall, the only remaining ten or so legendary masters in the Eastern Continent gathered together, each staring solemnly at Uncle Ban's dark and complicated face. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Ancestors!" In the face of so many sharp gazes, Uncle Ban Ziming did not have stage fright at all, and after arching his hands left and right, he explained unhurriedly: "When I was in Tongcheng, the first king and the holy son of Si Mourning teamed up to kill Wen Renlei, and at the scene of the murder, the Yongcheng Holy Son once said a verse of Yu Taixuan in public, among them, Yu Taixuan compared the first king to the nine dark Shura, which will bring endless eternal night to the world......

"Then what does this 'day of the broken sword reforge' mean?" Under the gaze of dozens of companions, the prince of Wucheng squinted his eyes and nodded, and after a long time, he opened his mouth full of doubts and asked the dilemma in everyone's hearts: "If Shura is Yi'er, then if this 'broken sword' is reforged, he will come to the world again...... What is a broken sword, and how do you reforge it?"

"Yu Taixuan has mentioned more than once that the Holy Sword Seal Mang is dead...... The Feng Mang Sword in the hands of several kings is a soulless mortal weapon, and the dead Feng Mang can be understood as a broken holy sword...... The broken sword is reforged, and the sealed sword will definitely come back to life!"

After Uncle Ban finished speaking, he raised his eyes and looked fixedly at the old man who was at the top of the place, and after hesitating for a long time, the champion prince tentatively arched his hand and asked: "Lord Martial God, among all the ancestors here, you are the only one who has seen Feng Mang who was alive back then, what is that like?

After taking a deep look at Uncle Ban Ziming, Lu Xiu sighed lightly and slowly closed his eyes, no one dared to urge him to turn over the memories of his old age, so everyone was silent, making the atmosphere in the hall more and more depressing.

"The living Feng Mang...... It has a consciousness of its own, it can be said that it is a sword, or it can be said that he is a human being...... The teacher once mentioned intentionally or unintentionally, the sword soul of this Feng Mang, that is the purest sword intent in the world, and it is also a perfect soul that has undergone the baptism of Dao rhyme, assuming that we want to recast Feng Mang, then first of all, there must be a pure sword intent spirit, such purity, except for the sword, there will be no distractions in existence......"

"Where in this world, where is there such a pure soul!" Uncle Ban smiled bitterly, and the glimmer of hope that had just been mentioned in his heart disappeared in an instant.

"Yes, I know one, a soul that is so pure that there are no impurities!" Lu Xiu chuckled, and the whispering of that soft voice immediately made everyone in the hall breathe heavily, and the essence in their eyes burst out......

"In today's Eastern Continent, there are only four people who have received the baptism of Dao Yun, Lao Fu and Xiaobai, as well as Xiao Yu, plus the Tibetan soldiers who don't know life and death...... Among the four people, the soul of the Tibetan soldier is the purest, and in his life, only the sword is his everything...... It is because of his distracting sword path that he has been able to become the most outstanding swordsman in the history of the Eastern Continent for tens of thousands of years, and in his best state, it is not easy for Yu Taixuan to kill him!"

“......”

The hall was silent again, there was no way, everyone knew that two years after Liu Chen's life lamp was extinguished, Liu Zangbing's life lamp was also extinguished, and the life lamp was extinguished, indicating that a person's spirit was scattered...... Moreover, Yu Taixuan also announced the death of Liu Zangbing to the world many years ago, and even the saint couldn't feel the breath of Liu Zangbing, it is certain that the life of the Sword God must have come to an end, with the fall of Liu Chen, who still believes in the immortal "lie" of the king of Canglan County?

"What if neither of them died, but used some secret method to completely conceal their breaths?"

After staring at Uncle Ban Ziming for a long time, Beigong Yu shook his head helplessly and said: "Ziming, we all know that Yi'er is your good brother, but there are some facts, we all have to admit it, you are a warlock, you should understand better than us warriors, in this world, there is no secret method that can completely shield the perception of the life lamp, not to mention, Yu Taixuan is a saint, do you think the two of them can escape Yu Taixuan's lock?"

Uncle Ban sighed when he heard this, and his straight back immediately became a lot stiffer, and everyone watched as the supreme commander of the Canglan Legion was dozens of years old at this moment......

"If it's really like what you said, the two of them are still alive, then congratulations to everyone, the day when Yi'er ascends to the sky and becomes a god will be the great moment for Donglu to win the final victory...... A saint who is broken and stands, plus a flawless sword soul, hehe, is basically an invincible existence!"

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Before walking out of the deep mountains and old forests, Liu Zangbing suddenly frowned, and hurriedly threw the powerless willow dust into the bushes on the side of the road......

"What's wrong?" Protected by Liu Zangbing, Liu Chen frowned and raised his head: "Is something wrong?"

"There's danger ahead...... There is the breath of an extraterritorial heavenly demon master!" "Anyway, Liu Chen, who doesn't have the slightest cultivation now, can't see the distant scene at all, only to hear that Liu Zangbing lowered his voice, and said with a wary face: "Someone is coming to our side...... It's fast...... Damn!"

"Bang!"

A fleeting rainbow light made Liu Zangbing's face change suddenly, and he didn't have time to think about it, he copied Liu Chen on his back, and didn't dare to go back to the mountains when he ran for his life.

"What the hell is going on?" Fortunately, Liu Zangbing's cultivation is profound, and Liu Chen, who is lying on his back, will not feel too bumpy, but as soon as this speed gets faster, those whistling winds actually blow him a little unable to open his eyes, and his body is uncomfortable: "Slow down, rest for a while, I can't bear it!"

"Rest the hair!" Liu Zangbing grimaced his face, and said with sweat like rain in an instant: "I don't know which deflated calf didn't suppress his breath and showed his feet in front of people, now it's okay, when the priest of the extraterritorial heavenly demon arrives, we won't be able to run away......

"Didn't you say that no one would recognize our disguise?"

"Phew!" Liu Zangbing's speed became faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, he drilled into the depths of the old mountain like a beam of lightning, "You don't know the skills of those Heavenly Demon Priests, Du Te Niang is a dog, as long as you sniff it, we will definitely have to die again!"

"The man in the back, won't you save him?"

"Save him, Lao Tzu can't wait to shoot his head away, if something happens to us today, then the name of the turtle son's 'sinner in the Eastern Continent' will be decided!"

"Hero in front, help, save the old man!"

"It's a monk!" Trying to turn around, Liu Chen still couldn't see any scene between the lightning and flint.

"Dead bald donkey, follow me with your mother!" Hearing that cry for help, Liu Zangbing almost jumped out of anger, but he didn't dare to stop, God knows how far away those wolf-like extraterritorial demons are from him......

"Hero, wait a minute, old man...... You're running too fast, old man...... The old man can't keep up!" Listening to the voice of an old monk, the duck-like voice seemed a little funny, with this life-and-death scene, Liu Chen was simply painful and happy.

"You crazy monk, dead bald donkey, get out! If you dare to follow Lao Tzu again, Lao Tzu will hack you to death with a knife!" )