Chapter 681: Xuanyuan Sword Master (I)
All the monks in the cabin were stunned.
Mr. Wang seemed to have suddenly turned into a stone sculpture. After an unknown amount of time, his whole body began to tremble like chaff.
Just now... a demon-like aura lingered around him, a kind of aura that could wipe out thousands or tens of thousands of him in an instant, and immediately after, Lei Teng's aura disappeared.
"This...this is..."
In all the cabins, everyone looked at each other.
The three monks who had just been discussing the possibility of being too fast now looked at each other in disbelief - they all thought they felt wrong.
Yes, very quickly. Less than thirty seconds. But... why is the ending different from what they thought?
It's basically retreating from north to south!
"Xu Yangyi... he encircled Nanzhou decades ago, and his nature was extremely bad... He... This, it's only been about sixty years... He, he, how could he defeat a senior at the helmsman level..." More than ten seconds Finally, the thin man with a long face said in a trembling voice: "Is it... am I feeling wrong?"
Neither the old man nor the other person spoke, they just looked at each other with shock in their eyes.
How could this happen... I just accompanied the young master to take a boat back to China... Next, I have to meet a Class A wanted criminal... and it will take more than half a day?
Oh my god...how on earth did I get here alive all this time!
Xu Yangyi didn't care about this at all. He knew that he had not reached the golden elixir, but the golden elixir's combat power already qualified him to be superior to the others.
He returned to the room. He had planned to relax completely in the past few days. When he set foot on the land of China, he would never be so relaxed again.
The next morning, he didn't get up until ten o'clock. As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw figures kneeling on the ground.
All the qi refining offerings were kneeling in the corridor, not daring to raise their heads. Hearing the sound of the door opening, there was an endless sound of "dong dong". If they were still lucky last night, and now they saw Xu Yangyi with no scars on his body, why didn't they understand?
This person...is stronger than the helmsman! Much stronger!
Mr. Wang was in the crowd, covered in cold sweat. There was no one around him, and everyone cautiously stayed one meter away from him. He just feels like the world is spinning. Yesterday... he actually asked a monk who was so strong, "Do you look down on him?"
Why should you look up to him?
"This junior is too blind to see Taishan!!" "Yesterday I was rude and offended the power of God. Please forgive me, senior!" "Welcome senior! I hope senior will not care about the junior's rudeness yesterday!"
Everyone was holding a box in their hands, exuding meager spiritual power. Xu Yangyi glanced at it: "Get up."
No one dared to rise.
"Take the things back, I don't need them."
These may be their treasures, but for him, saying they are a drop in the bucket is a compliment.
Long Legs directly crossed a group of people. When he passed by Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang was shaking like chaff. However, the other person didn't look at him at all and walked straight to the deck, preparing to bask in the sun.
However, he did not go there.
Because there is another person waiting at the door.
"Papa!" Before he could reach him, Mr. Luo slapped himself hard, without any force, half of his face was swollen. Then, he lowered his eyes with great respect and held a piece of paper with both hands. The note was sent to Xu Yangyi: "Sir, what happened yesterday... please don't take it to heart."
He didn’t know what Mr. Wang said to him.
"This is?"
"It's a small thing, five million is not a sign of respect." Mr. Luo lowered his head anxiously, not daring to look at the other person at all. Yesterday he... was really cute and stupid, actually treating such a monk who could take life and death. Say something stupid like that. Mr. Wang woke him up after five o'clock in the morning. After saying this, he was so scared that he was out of his wits. He immediately called his father. After being scolded, his father allocated a huge sum of five million without hesitation.
Without it, just to get over this hurdle. Regardless of whether this was Liang Zi or not in Xu Yangyi's mind, he had to accept the five million so that the Luo family could feel at ease.
Xu Yangyi smiled slightly and accepted the check unceremoniously. He has no money at all now, so this is really a timely help. As for the holidays?
He really doesn't like the festivals of mortals.
"It's okay." He waved his hand and walked comfortably to the deck, enjoying the last half day of sunbathing.
Half a day later, the Star of Africa will enter Hong Kong Harbor, and his short rest in his long spiritual life has come to an end.
Time passed very quickly. When the boat turned around again, he gently opened his eyes.
Wherever you enter, there is prosperity.
From here, you can vaguely see Hong Kong's landmark buildings HSBC, Citibank, and Financial Phase 1. Now more than sixty years have passed since he debuted in 2016. These buildings are no longer the tallest, surrounded by a group of skyscrapers. Buildings were crowded one after another, but these were the ones he was most familiar with.
"Zi Qi." His spiritual consciousness quickly found Zhao Zi Qi, who was sleeping soundly on the woman's belly. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly remembered a serious question.
This kid... doesn't the elf body have a little penis...
How did you manage to look so exhausted...
He looked at it several times to confirm that it was a woman and not a transvestite.
The corners of my mouth are a little cramped. There are so many flaws that I don’t even know where to start. After a few seconds, he bumped into the other party with his spiritual consciousness. Zhao Ziqi immediately woke up vaguely and rubbed his sleepy eyes: "Ah? Brother? Is something wrong?"
"Get off the boat and don't move where you are." Xu Yangyi said calmly.
"Why?"
"Nothing..." On the deck, Xu Yangyi narrowed his eyes. No one could see it, and he couldn't see it when he was refining Qi. Now... right in front of him, a magnificent purple curtain covered the entire sky!
It was composed of pure runes, each of which was extremely mysterious. Extremely rich spiritual energy rose into the air and condensed into illusory human figures, looming in the talisman formation. From where he looked, all the human figures gathered into a purple dragon, without beginning or end. Covering 9.6 million square kilometers of China!
Majestic, magnificent, an indescribable power of heaven, all cultivators who came here felt that their spiritual power was almost dissipated.
Purple Qi came from the east for 30,000 miles, and Hanguan was first passed for 5,000 years.
"China's national defense formation..." He licked his lips with a touch of heat. Back then, he saw the sky as the sky, but now he sees clouds as not clouds. Only Jindan can see these things that mortals cannot see.
"This seat, there are still three provinces away from the Golden Core." He smiled slightly, then put away his smile and looked solemnly at a snow-white figure sitting in front of Hong Kong in the purple national defense formation.
Golden Core Monk!
And it was a Golden Core Monk that he had never seen before!
Strength... Extremely strong!
Few people could make him feel like his skin was pricked by needles. But the other party, who was so far away, did it.
The ship was moving forward quickly. Two hours later, the whole picture of Hong Kong was clearly visible. At this moment, the monk opened his eyes.
He looked young, but there was an indescribable longevity in his eyes. He was wearing a white ancient costume robe and his hair was loose. If you say his appearance, it is a bit feminine, with phoenix eyes and willow-leaf eyebrows. However, in this feminine, a great sword energy could not be ignored at all, covering up all the weakness in him.
No, there was no weakness.
This person was like a sword, standing in the void.
There were four swords around him. But all of them are in the scabbard. The scabbard should be made of special natural treasures, and it is impossible to feel whether it is a magic weapon.
Xu Yangyi's eyes met with the other party quietly.
Looking at each other calmly, in an instant, both of them almost guessed each other's strength.
Very strong...
"Interesting." After a moment, the two of them withdrew their eyes at the same time. Xu Yangyi didn't feel discouraged at all. He saw such a powerful cultivator just after entering the country. Instead, he nodded with satisfaction: "This is the great momentum of a great country of cultivation."
We dare to let Jindan guard the country.
Who in Europe and the United States can do this?
He poured a cup of coffee and sipped it slowly. After another half an hour, the boat had arrived in front of the national defense formation.
At the same time, Xu Yangyi gently put down the cup, and the cultivator in the air stood up silently.
"This is the real person... the master of Xuanyuan Sword of this generation, Wanli Canxue." He looked at the ship below with a hint of indifference: "Who is coming, tell me your name."
All the cultivators on the ship were surprised.
Real person?
"Jin... Jindan real person?" In each cabin, exclamations and gasps were heard. "There is a Jindan ancestor in Hong Kong?!" "No way! I've never heard of it!"
The windows were filled with faces full of desire and envy, looking up at the sky with red eyes. A white figure slowly walked out of the void, abrupt but calm. Four swords surrounded him. The next second, a terrifying spiritual pressure came down with a bang!
"Plop! Plop!" This time, no exclamations were made. All the mortals and monks on the boat knelt down. The whole boat suddenly sank down.
There was no sound, only the heart was beating wildly.
The next second, another calm voice sounded: "Langdu. Returned from overseas."
Silence again, after a few seconds, Xuanyuan Sword Master looked at the vortex of the virtual spirit body behind him and slowly said: "He has the golden elixir vision, and he cannot be seen under the golden elixir. It turns out to be Langdu Daoyou."
"Dao, Dao, Dao, Daoyou?!"
All the cabins were in an uproar!
The old man, the thin and long-faced man, Wang Lao, and any other cultivators all had the same expression at this moment, their lips suddenly opened so wide that they could fit an egg, and their eyes were wide open. They couldn't believe what they heard at all.
"He...no...Xu, Xu, Xu Laozu...he, he is, is, is Jindan Zhenren?" The old man's voice trembled violently, and he suddenly understood why Lei Teng was so vulnerable.
Not at the same level at all.
And they...had overestimated their opponents as much as possible, but they didn't expect that the other party was Jindan Zhenren!
However, there was no time to think. Then, a spiritual pressure that was not weaker than Xuanyuan Sword Master rose to the sky! Thousands of green rays covered the sky and dyed the whole sea area green.
Equal!
"Sha..." Xuanyuan Sword Master's face was covered with frost that had not melted for thousands of years. His left hand grabbed the hilt of a sword and slowly pulled it out. As he pulled it out, a red aura that was brighter than the sun suddenly turned into a phoenix. The flame swept across the entire sea area and faced the green aura across the sea.
"Sisi...clang!!" The sound of the sword was endless, and Xuanyuan Sword Master's fingers slowly rubbed it: "Yuanying died for the country, Jindan guarded the country's gate... This generation of Xuanyuan Sword Master, waiting for teaching."
"The criminal Xu Yangyi has two crimes. One: betraying the teacher and ancestors, and betraying the master."
"Second, annexing Nanzhou, causing tens of millions of people to be displaced, and Nanzhou became a barren land."
"Two crimes are punished together, and the death penalty is given."
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