Chapter 717 Sword Lord Ancestor vs Immortal Sword Master!
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Qiu Qiu Ni Rang Wo Huo Ba
In the astonished eyes of countless people, an old man stepped on the air.
It's like walking on flat ground!
An invisible coercion enveloped the sky above everyone's heads!
Everyone just glanced at the old man, as if being held back by a sharp sword!
They lowered their heads in horror!
The voice of the Qiankun Town Prison Tower sounded immediately: "What a powerful breath, it has surpassed the peak of the Domain Master Realm!"
"We're about to reach the Realm King Realm, but it's a pity that we're a little short and haven't broken through yet."
"King Realm!"
Ye Beichen's eyes moved slightly.
Even he felt a strong sense of crisis!
"Master, you are not dead!"
"Woooooooooooo, master, you're finally out!"
Qi Daoqiong and the other six sons of Jianzong stepped forward and knelt on the ground!
"Ancestor, it is the ancestor of the swordsman!"
"Old ancestor, he is not dead!"
"Great!"
The square was boiling, hundreds of thousands of disciples of Jianzong fell to their knees in unison!
"The ancestor of the swordsman!"
Wang Ping'an looked shocked: "Didn't you sit down 1 years ago?!!!"
"You...you're not dead?"
The ancestor of the swordsman said lightly: "I met you 1 years ago. Your name is Wang Ping'an, right?"
"Ten thousand years ago, you were still a registered disciple beside Wang Yangting."
"I didn't expect to become the dean of the General Supervisory Academy?"
Wang Yangting was the previous supervisory chief!
The ancestor of the swordsman actually knew him?
Oh my God!
Hua Kunlun, Wang Zhiyao, and Feng Wu at the side were completely stiff.
A feeling of suffocation came!
The ancestor of Jianchen turned his eyes and looked at a middle-aged man in the crowd: "Di Jiang, is that old guy Di Wudao okay?"
hiss!
Everyone's scalp is numb!
Only someone with the status of the ancestor of the swordsman dared to call the Lord of the Emperor Clan by his name!
Di Qiluo's delicate body trembled slightly: "Di Wudao... Isn't his plaque on the altar of the ancestral hall?" '
Di Jiang swallowed a mouthful of foam: "Returning to the words of the ancestor of the sword minister, the ancestor of Wudao has already passed away."
"Oh."
The swordsman patriarch nodded sadly.
this moment.
He is like a lonely old man!
After a while, he glanced at Qi Daoqiong and the others: "You all get up, it's not proper to cry at such an old age."
"Yes, Master!"
Qi Daoqiong and others wiped away tears: "Master, the Black Dragon Clan is going too far, they actually..."
The ancestor of the treacherous minister nodded indifferently: "I have seen it all, whoever dares to kill in Jianzong!"
"die!"
A word 'dead' fell, pointing at Ye Beichen with his finger!
Chi-!
A sword qi appeared out of thin air, cutting towards Ye Beichen's head!
"Hiss! Flick your fingers into a sword!"
An old man in the crowd gasped: "The way of the sword is supernatural, and it has reached the ultimate level!"
"This kid is dead!"
"Oops!"
Wang Ping'an changed his face: "Senior Swordsman, Ye Beichen is a disciple of the General Supervisory Academy!"
"Senior, please be merciful!"
"Boy Ye, get out of the way!" Hua Kunlun yelled.
Wang Zhiyao, Feng Wu, Di Qiluo, and Di Que were all stunned!
Xia Ruoxue clenched her fists tightly!
All this is too fast!
Flicking their fingers into a sword, they didn't react at all!
The Black Dragon King roared angrily: "Ancestor Swordsman, do you dare to attack my apprentice?"
It turned into a black whirlwind, heading towards Ye Beichen's support!
In an instant, Ye Beichen was targeted by a cold deal!
Cold sweat poured out of his back, he actually had a feeling that he couldn't dodge the sword!
Could it be that he was bound to die?
The prison tower of Qiankun town yelled lightly: "Boy, don't lose your mind!"
"The sword energy is coming!"
Ye Beichen's pupils trembled, and he reacted instantly.
He yelled violently: "Break it for me!!!"
The Qiankun Prison Suppressing Sword buzzed, and a black sword energy erupted!
It collided violently with the sword energy ejected from the ancestor of the swordsman!
There was a loud bang, and the torrential waves swept out like a tsunami!
The center of the square is full of smoke and dust!
The world is quiet!
The Black Dragon King let out a heart-piercing roar: "Teacher!!!"
Xia Ruoxue's pretty face turned pale: "Beichen!!!"
Wang Pingan's eyes turned red: "No!!! Ye Beichen, you can't die!"
Hua Kunlun's face was pale, his body was staggering, and his eyes were blurred: "Dead, the only hope of the Chinese people is dead..."
Wang Zhiyao's mood was complicated: "Did he just die like this?"
Di Qiluo's eyes turned red: "Grandpa Six, Grandpa Ninth, is Ye Beichen dead?"
Di Jiang and Di Que glanced at each other, then nodded silently: "The ancestor of the swordsman personally made a move, he can't stop it."
Di Qiluo closed her eyes, her nose was a little sore.
Ye Beichen saved her life!
It had already left a deep impression on her heart!
Ye Beichen died, and she actually felt like she had lost something extremely important!
Aww-! ! !
A dragon cry erupted!
Everyone's heart trembled!
I saw that the Black Dragon King instantly turned into the Black Dragon itself, and shouted violently: "All the Black Dragon Clan attack, I will destroy the fucking Sword Sect!!!"
Ow! ! !
Dozens of black dragons roared in the sky at the same time!
The eyes of the ancestor of the swordsman moved slightly: "Ao Ji, are you crazy?"
"The Black Dragon Clan really wants to fight Jianzong for an ant?"
"Fuck you ants!!!" The Black Dragon King was furious: "He is the only hope of my Black Dragon Clan, you are now destroying the hope of the Black Dragon Clan!"
"As long as my Black Dragon Clan is alive, the Sword Sect will be destroyed!!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill me!!!"
Whoops—!
Dozens of black dragons roared in the sky, and the sound of dragon chant was endless.
At this time, a voice sounded: "Master, I'm not dead, don't get excited!"
"what?"
The Black Dragon King was taken aback.
next second.
Swish!Swish!Swish!
Countless eyes looked towards the source of the sound.
The smoke is gone!
A figure of a young man emerged, holding the Qiankun Suppressing Prison Sword.
With Ye Beichen as the center, the entire Jianzong Square directly sank several meters!
He is like a normal person!
Xia Ruoxue wept with joy: "Beichen!"
"Fuck, he's not dead!"
Wang Pingan looked like a ghost.
The corner of Hua Kunlun's mouth twitched: "This little bastard,"
Wang Zhiyao's pretty face was shocked: "How did he do it?"
Wang Ping'an's eyes sank: "The sword in his hand, only this sword can block the blow of the ancestor of the swordsman!"
Di Qiluo jumped up happily: "Great, Sixth Grandpa, Ninth Grandpa is not dead!"
Some martial practitioners nearby took a deep look at her!
Dijiang frowned: "Qiluo, pay attention to the influence."
"okay."
Di Qiluo's face turned red all of a sudden.
I know it's my own gaffe.
"This kid is not dead!"
Qi Daoqiong and the others were taken aback for a moment, their faces extremely ugly.
What exactly is going on?
"Little brat, you fucking want to be scared to death as a teacher, don't you?"
The Black Dragon King stepped forward and stood beside Ye Beichen in human form.
A slap on his shoulder!
Ye Beichen staggered and was almost knocked to the ground.
The Black Dragon King yelled: "Damn it, the emotions of being a teacher are brewing, and you are not dead?"
"Crap! I almost cried for my teacher!"
The corner of Ye Beichen's mouth twitched: "Master, do you want me to die?"
The Black Dragon King laughed loudly, and slapped Ye Beichen on the shoulder several times.
He hugged and hugged him: "Little brat, you are the hope of the entire Black Dragon Clan!"
"Die for the teacher, you can't even die!"
"Remember, no more adventures are allowed in the future!"
The ancestor of the swordsman's face sank like water, staring at Ye Beichen coldly: "It's a bit interesting, it can actually block the old man's killing blow!"
"What is the origin of the sword in your hand? Could it be from the ancient battlefield?"
"This sword, our Sword Sect wants it!"
Raise your hand to grab Ye Beichen!
Flick of five fingers!
Snap your fingers into a sword!
In an instant, five sword qi slashed at Ye Beichen at the same time!
Chi-!
A vast sword energy struck from above the nine heavens, after easily dispelling the five sword energy!
And cut to the hand of the ancestor of the swordsman!
At the same time, a cold voice fell: "Jianchen, I want to see how brave you are, dare to kill my apprentice!"
The ancestor of the swordsman narrowed his eyes.
For the first time, panic appeared on the old face: "The Immortal Sword Master? It's you!"
It's like walking on flat ground!
An invisible coercion enveloped the sky above everyone's heads!
Everyone just glanced at the old man, as if being held back by a sharp sword!
They lowered their heads in horror!
The voice of the Qiankun Town Prison Tower sounded immediately: "What a powerful breath, it has surpassed the peak of the Domain Master Realm!"
"We're about to reach the Realm King Realm, but it's a pity that we're a little short and haven't broken through yet."
"King Realm!"
Ye Beichen's eyes moved slightly.
Even he felt a strong sense of crisis!
"Master, you are not dead!"
"Woooooooooooo, master, you're finally out!"
Qi Daoqiong and the other six sons of Jianzong stepped forward and knelt on the ground!
"Ancestor, it is the ancestor of the swordsman!"
"Old ancestor, he is not dead!"
"Great!"
The square was boiling, hundreds of thousands of disciples of Jianzong fell to their knees in unison!
"The ancestor of the swordsman!"
Wang Ping'an looked shocked: "Didn't you sit down 1 years ago?!!!"
"You...you're not dead?"
The ancestor of the swordsman said lightly: "I met you 1 years ago. Your name is Wang Ping'an, right?"
"Ten thousand years ago, you were still a registered disciple beside Wang Yangting."
"I didn't expect to become the dean of the General Supervisory Academy?"
Wang Yangting was the previous supervisory chief!
The ancestor of the swordsman actually knew him?
Oh my God!
Hua Kunlun, Wang Zhiyao, and Feng Wu at the side were completely stiff.
A feeling of suffocation came!
The ancestor of Jianchen turned his eyes and looked at a middle-aged man in the crowd: "Di Jiang, is that old guy Di Wudao okay?"
hiss!
Everyone's scalp is numb!
Only someone with the status of the ancestor of the swordsman dared to call the Lord of the Emperor Clan by his name!
Di Qiluo's delicate body trembled slightly: "Di Wudao... Isn't his plaque on the altar of the ancestral hall?" '
Di Jiang swallowed a mouthful of foam: "Returning to the words of the ancestor of the sword minister, the ancestor of Wudao has already passed away."
"Oh."
The swordsman patriarch nodded sadly.
this moment.
He is like a lonely old man!
After a while, he glanced at Qi Daoqiong and the others: "You all get up, it's not proper to cry at such an old age."
"Yes, Master!"
Qi Daoqiong and others wiped away tears: "Master, the Black Dragon Clan is going too far, they actually..."
The ancestor of the treacherous minister nodded indifferently: "I have seen it all, whoever dares to kill in Jianzong!"
"die!"
A word 'dead' fell, pointing at Ye Beichen with his finger!
Chi-!
A sword qi appeared out of thin air, cutting towards Ye Beichen's head!
"Hiss! Flick your fingers into a sword!"
An old man in the crowd gasped: "The way of the sword is supernatural, and it has reached the ultimate level!"
"This kid is dead!"
"Oops!"
Wang Ping'an changed his face: "Senior Swordsman, Ye Beichen is a disciple of the General Supervisory Academy!"
"Senior, please be merciful!"
"Boy Ye, get out of the way!" Hua Kunlun yelled.
Wang Zhiyao, Feng Wu, Di Qiluo, and Di Que were all stunned!
Xia Ruoxue clenched her fists tightly!
All this is too fast!
Flicking their fingers into a sword, they didn't react at all!
The Black Dragon King roared angrily: "Ancestor Swordsman, do you dare to attack my apprentice?"
It turned into a black whirlwind, heading towards Ye Beichen's support!
In an instant, Ye Beichen was targeted by a cold deal!
Cold sweat poured out of his back, he actually had a feeling that he couldn't dodge the sword!
Could it be that he was bound to die?
The prison tower of Qiankun town yelled lightly: "Boy, don't lose your mind!"
"The sword energy is coming!"
Ye Beichen's pupils trembled, and he reacted instantly.
He yelled violently: "Break it for me!!!"
The Qiankun Prison Suppressing Sword buzzed, and a black sword energy erupted!
It collided violently with the sword energy ejected from the ancestor of the swordsman!
There was a loud bang, and the torrential waves swept out like a tsunami!
The center of the square is full of smoke and dust!
The world is quiet!
The Black Dragon King let out a heart-piercing roar: "Teacher!!!"
Xia Ruoxue's pretty face turned pale: "Beichen!!!"
Wang Pingan's eyes turned red: "No!!! Ye Beichen, you can't die!"
Hua Kunlun's face was pale, his body was staggering, and his eyes were blurred: "Dead, the only hope of the Chinese people is dead..."
Wang Zhiyao's mood was complicated: "Did he just die like this?"
Di Qiluo's eyes turned red: "Grandpa Six, Grandpa Ninth, is Ye Beichen dead?"
Di Jiang and Di Que glanced at each other, then nodded silently: "The ancestor of the swordsman personally made a move, he can't stop it."
Di Qiluo closed her eyes, her nose was a little sore.
Ye Beichen saved her life!
It had already left a deep impression on her heart!
Ye Beichen died, and she actually felt like she had lost something extremely important!
Aww-! ! !
A dragon cry erupted!
Everyone's heart trembled!
I saw that the Black Dragon King instantly turned into the Black Dragon itself, and shouted violently: "All the Black Dragon Clan attack, I will destroy the fucking Sword Sect!!!"
Ow! ! !
Dozens of black dragons roared in the sky at the same time!
The eyes of the ancestor of the swordsman moved slightly: "Ao Ji, are you crazy?"
"The Black Dragon Clan really wants to fight Jianzong for an ant?"
"Fuck you ants!!!" The Black Dragon King was furious: "He is the only hope of my Black Dragon Clan, you are now destroying the hope of the Black Dragon Clan!"
"As long as my Black Dragon Clan is alive, the Sword Sect will be destroyed!!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill me!!!"
Whoops—!
Dozens of black dragons roared in the sky, and the sound of dragon chant was endless.
At this time, a voice sounded: "Master, I'm not dead, don't get excited!"
"what?"
The Black Dragon King was taken aback.
next second.
Swish!Swish!Swish!
Countless eyes looked towards the source of the sound.
The smoke is gone!
A figure of a young man emerged, holding the Qiankun Suppressing Prison Sword.
With Ye Beichen as the center, the entire Jianzong Square directly sank several meters!
He is like a normal person!
Xia Ruoxue wept with joy: "Beichen!"
"Fuck, he's not dead!"
Wang Pingan looked like a ghost.
The corner of Hua Kunlun's mouth twitched: "This little bastard,"
Wang Zhiyao's pretty face was shocked: "How did he do it?"
Wang Ping'an's eyes sank: "The sword in his hand, only this sword can block the blow of the ancestor of the swordsman!"
Di Qiluo jumped up happily: "Great, Sixth Grandpa, Ninth Grandpa is not dead!"
Some martial practitioners nearby took a deep look at her!
Dijiang frowned: "Qiluo, pay attention to the influence."
"okay."
Di Qiluo's face turned red all of a sudden.
I know it's my own gaffe.
"This kid is not dead!"
Qi Daoqiong and the others were taken aback for a moment, their faces extremely ugly.
What exactly is going on?
"Little brat, you fucking want to be scared to death as a teacher, don't you?"
The Black Dragon King stepped forward and stood beside Ye Beichen in human form.
A slap on his shoulder!
Ye Beichen staggered and was almost knocked to the ground.
The Black Dragon King yelled: "Damn it, the emotions of being a teacher are brewing, and you are not dead?"
"Crap! I almost cried for my teacher!"
The corner of Ye Beichen's mouth twitched: "Master, do you want me to die?"
The Black Dragon King laughed loudly, and slapped Ye Beichen on the shoulder several times.
He hugged and hugged him: "Little brat, you are the hope of the entire Black Dragon Clan!"
"Die for the teacher, you can't even die!"
"Remember, no more adventures are allowed in the future!"
The ancestor of the swordsman's face sank like water, staring at Ye Beichen coldly: "It's a bit interesting, it can actually block the old man's killing blow!"
"What is the origin of the sword in your hand? Could it be from the ancient battlefield?"
"This sword, our Sword Sect wants it!"
Raise your hand to grab Ye Beichen!
Flick of five fingers!
Snap your fingers into a sword!
In an instant, five sword qi slashed at Ye Beichen at the same time!
Chi-!
A vast sword energy struck from above the nine heavens, after easily dispelling the five sword energy!
And cut to the hand of the ancestor of the swordsman!
At the same time, a cold voice fell: "Jianchen, I want to see how brave you are, dare to kill my apprentice!"
The ancestor of the swordsman narrowed his eyes.
For the first time, panic appeared on the old face: "The Immortal Sword Master? It's you!"
