Chapter 320 The Saint Attacks

"Running with the wind and lightning is power..."

After leaving Wanjian Villa, Xiao Yun sang a familiar song, felt the melody of the 'wind', and flew towards the direction of Middle-earth at lightning speed.

After the sword meeting, Donghuang's experience has come to an end.

Next, he will go back and build the Supreme Body.

By the way, counting the time, it’s time for the Holy Land Exchange Meeting to begin.

This is the next big thing!

In the last Holy Land Exchange Conference, Chaos Holy Land did not even enter the 'finals'. It was overthrown by a Holy King Sect that was not a Holy Land, and was humiliated outside the galaxy.

This time, he, Xiao Yun, will represent the Holy Land of Chaos, wash away this shame, suppress those supreme bodies, defeat many Holy Lands, and win the first place.

The rise of the Chaos Holy Land will begin from here.

"Is this... a secret? Have you understood the secret of 'speed'?"

Just as Xiao Yunlang was talking, Lei Zu's voice sounded in his mind.

Lei Zu has been hiding in the void, secretly protecting Xiao Yun.

Seeing the terrifying speed shown by Xiao Yun, with Lei Zu's cultivation level, it was natural to tell at a glance that Xiao Yun had understood the secret.

This frightened him a little.

Mysteries cannot be understood only if you have a strong physique, they must be understood.

And even if you have good understanding, it still takes some time to understand.

How old is Xiao Yuncai?

He is only about twenty years old. At such an age, he has just begun to enter the world of cultivation. What secrets do he understand?

But Xiao Yun has now understood. This kind of understanding is really terrifying. No wonder he can cultivate into the "Chaos Sutra".

"Yes, ancestor, I have understood the secret of 'speed', and by the way, there is also the secret of 'vibration'."

When Xiao Yun heard Lei Zu's words, he couldn't help but smile and said: "It's really the right time to attend the Sword Club this time. I didn't expect that watching the sword master cast the holy weapon would actually be helpful to understand the secret. For this reason, I also specially made a special trip. I made a deal with Wanjian Villa using the 'Sword Cutting Style', and if I watch the sword master forge the holy weapon again, my ancestor won't blame me for passing on this magical sword skill to them."

"You have actually understood two mysteries!"

Lei Zu was shocked when he heard this, and then shook his head without hesitation and said: "The magical power of 'Destroying the Sky and Drawing the Sword' is not worth mentioning. These are small things. As long as it can help you understand the secret, no matter how high the price is, you can pay it." ”

Yes, as long as it can help Xiao Yun understand the secret, no matter how high the price is, we can consider it.

After all, Xiao Yun is the key figure in the rise of their Chaos Holy Land.

Thinking of this, Lei Zu muttered: "Since watching the master swordsmith cast the holy weapon is helpful to you, then after you go back, let the Holy Lord send someone to contact Wanjian Villa and invite the swordsmith masters to come to our Chaos Holy Land to cast the holy weapon. , let you observe.”

Xiao Yun was stunned. He did not expect Lei Zu to have such a plan to invite the sword-making masters from Wanjian Villa to the Chaos Holy Land to forge holy weapons. This would be impossible without paying a big price.

However, if Chaos Holy Land really wants to make up its mind, it can be done.

So, Xiao Yun responded: "Ancestor, in that case, just ask the two sword masters from Wanjian Villa who have understood the secret of 'guarding' and 'weakening' to come over. The remaining three have no interest in me." Used.”

"Well, if there are only two sword-making masters, the price will be smaller." Lei Zu smiled and nodded.

However, he still reminded: "The way of swordsmanship will not lead to becoming an emperor after all, but since you can understand the secrets of swordsmanship, then you can learn from the people of Heavenly Sword Holy Land and use 'swordsmanship' as a means to help you overcome obstacles and become an emperor. As for the key point , you still have to spend your time building the Chaos Body."

Xiao Yun nodded. Although he followed the path of swordsmanship, he would not be stupid enough to give up the Chaos Body. That was his foundation.

"snort!"

At this moment, a cold voice sounded in the sky.

Xiao Yun and Lei Zu were silent at the same time.

The void not far away shattered, and a figure came through the air and stood in the sky. The aura it exuded was as majestic as the sun, which made people feel extremely frightened and made the whole world tremble.

This was an old figure, with white hair like snow and a long beard. His voice was ethereal, as if coming from under the Nine Netherworld, but it carried a terrifying pressure that shook the world.

"Is it really that easy for young people to just walk away after doing something wrong?"

"Be aware that some people are destined not to be messed with."

"Once you provoke someone, you will have to pay the price in blood."

The white-haired old man looked at Xiao Yun with indifferent eyes, without any emotion, as if a high god was looking down on a mortal.

In fact, he was really like a god. His aura was not only powerful, but also very vast, almost boundless. Standing in front of him, Xiao Yun felt so small.

This is... a saint!

Xiao Yun's eyes narrowed, staring at the white-haired old man opposite him, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you? What did I do wrong?"

He was a little confused, why did a saint suddenly come? Who sent him? Who did he offend?

Soon, Xiao Yun thought of someone.

Jun Xiaoyao!

Sure enough, the old man opposite looked at Xiao Yun indifferently and said in a cold tone: "With your talent, you are qualified to know my name. I am Jun Zhantian, a saint of the Jun family. You defeated our Jun with your conspiracy and tricks. The divine son of our family has humiliated our Jun family in public, and now he wants to leave. Do you really think that our Jun family has no one? "

Xiao Yun laughed in anger after hearing this: "Conspiracy? I defeated Jun Xiaoyao fairly and squarely, and everyone in Wanjian Villa saw it. How come it becomes a conspiracy when it comes to you? If you can't afford to lose, just say it. If you want to bully the weak, just do it openly. If you are a whore, don't pretend to be a saint."

The white-haired old man's face became even colder after hearing this. The words of this kid in front of him were really sharp. His eyes were grim and flashed with cold light, saying: "Young man, you are blaspheming a saint. Under the saint, we are all ants. If ants dare to blaspheme the saint, they will be punished by heaven and earth."

"Blame your uncle!"

Xiao Yun cursed directly after hearing this: "You old guy also intervened in the fight between the younger generation. Is this the only temperament of the great emperor family? If Emperor Xiaoyao was still alive, I'm afraid he would be killed by you. These unworthy descendants will be pissed to death. "

The murderous intent in the eyes of the white-haired old man surged, and he stared at Xiao Yun coldly and said: "We will naturally not interfere in a fair duel between the juniors, but you first brewed the "sword force" in the Sword Hall to severely injure our Jun family's son of God, and then took advantage of the situation to defeat him. If this is not a conspiracy, what is it?"

Xiao Yun showed a mocking look on his face and sneered: "The incident in the Sword Hall was his own fault, and I didn't force him. What's more, it has been so long, with his strength, plus the elixir of your Jun family, his injuries have long recovered. Humph, after saying so much, you just want to find an excuse to attack me, why are you pretending. "

"Young man, you just need to take my palm, and the matter will be over!" The white-haired old man said indifferently.

Xiao Yun sneered in his heart, take your palm? A palm from a saint is enough to kill a cultivator below the saint in seconds.

Unless Xiao Yun enters the extraordinary realm, he may be able to save his life in front of the saint.

He is still far from it now.

However, Xiao Yun is not worried at all, because Lei Zu is here.

Xiao Yun looked at the white-haired old man in front of him and sneered: "You Jun family are so shameless. You let me, a junior in the awakening realm, take a palm from you, a saint. Humph, you must know the demise of the Bai family."

The white-haired old man heard this, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, looked at Xiao Yun indifferently, and sneered: "Bai family? You compare me with the junior of the Bai family? Even if they are saints, they are divided into different levels. What's more, I have already stepped into the realm of the great saint, and I am a half-step great saint."

"Boom!"

As the white-haired old man finished speaking, a huge palm had already reached out to Xiao Yun, covering the sky and the sun, covering the sky, and the whole world fell into darkness.

However, at this moment, a terrible thunder tore the sky, shattered the void, and blasted the white-haired old man away.

"Puff!" The white-haired old man spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked behind Xiao Yun in shock. His pupils suddenly shrank.

Behind Xiao Yun, Thunder Ancestor slowly appeared. He was tall and burly, with flying hair. His dark eyes reflected the terrible scene of the destruction of the universe and the destruction of the world by thunder. His vast aura froze the whole world, as if a thunder god had descended to earth.

"Great... Great Sage!"