Chapter 679 Sword Ancestor

"Situ Qiu?" Bai Xiaoyu widened his eyes and screamed. Then he realized something and his scalp tingled: "Could it be that Situ Qiu, like Pang Ji, has also been possessed by the Night Ghost?"

Huo Yang's perspective was different: "Incredible, even if he is really Situ Qiu, how could he become so powerful? You know, Situ Bo is in the late stage of the Transformation Realm, and his sword just now, I'm afraid even the Transformation Realm Great Perfection can't resist it!"

Yang Fan's eyes were deep, and he said lightly: "Don't forget, that was a thousand years ago, no one can tell clearly what he experienced in the bronze tower in the past thousand years."

Huo Yang's expression was choked, and then he took a breath: "If Situ Qiu has become so powerful, then the evil lord Pang Ji who came into the world before him, his cultivation is probably unfathomable... Looking at the world, who can stop them?"

At this moment, he finally understood why Yang Fan called the "Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts" a catastrophe.

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Zhongnan Mountain

"Sword Ancestor!"

"Is he really the Sword Ancestor?"

The Sword Saint Family members who saw this scene from afar were all shocked and exclaimed excitedly.

Then, they realized something and stiffened one by one.

They came here to find the possible body of the Sword Ancestor, but now the Sword Ancestor appeared, but he was standing on the other side of the bronze tower?

Could it be that... the Sword Ancestor has been possessed by the Night Ghost?

Thinking of this possibility, all the people of the Sword Saint Family felt like falling into an ice cellar.

The Sword Ancestor is a peerless hero in the eyes of countless humans and the greatest glory of the Sword Saint Family. However, if the Sword Ancestor is really possessed, he will definitely stand on the opposite side of humans and become one of the sources of disaster.

At that time, how should the Sword Saint Family deal with it and where will the glory belong?

In a farther place, the various forces that were forced to be expelled from the Zhongnan Mountain area by the Fengmeng Army not long ago were all horrified at this time.

"The first generation sword master!"

"He's still alive!"

"No, Situ Qiu might have been possessed!"

Situ Bo, whose face had aged a lot, was also upset. This scene was definitely not what he wanted to see, or rather, after learning that Pang Ji had reappeared in the world, the thing he was most worried about had happened!

His eyes suddenly sank, Situ Bo calmed down, stared at the figure, and said, "Who are you? Are you the ancestor, or the night ghost!"

The man floating in front of the bronze tower was silent, and the pressure emanating from his body was actually even stronger. This pressure surpassed the late stage of the Huawai Realm, and directly made the scene within a radius of ten miles become blurred, as if forming a domain.

Situ Bo, who was covered in it, immediately felt that his cultivation was greatly suppressed!

"Great Perfection!" Situ Bo's pupils shrank, and his face became more solemn.

Only when the Huawai Realm is Great Perfection can it produce an effect like the "Huawai Domain" by simply releasing the momentum and pressure.

After a thousand years, the Sword Ancestor, who had just entered the outer realm, has become so strong!

And the reason why Situ Bo could not confirm the identity of the other party was because when the swords collided just now, he found that the other party also used the "Decrepitude" move.

However, unlike Situ Bo, Situ Qiu, who performed the same move, did not look old at all, and the vitality in his body even surpassed him, the contemporary sword master.

[To be honest, I have been using reading books to keep up with the latest updates recently, switching sources, and reading aloud with many voices, both Android and Apple are available. ]

At this moment, Situ Bo's eyes changed, calm and full of murderous intent, a sword intent that seemed to be dormant in the depths of the abyss emanated from his body, breaking through the suppression caused by the opponent's momentum and pressure.

He transferred the long sword in his right hand to his intact left hand, and suddenly clenched it, and his left chest suddenly splashed a little, but even so, the sword in his hand did not tremble at all.

The sword tip was flowing with cold light.