Chapter 1842 Dongpo Sword Immortal

"Who?!" Quetzalcoatl frowned, and a white rule immediately erupted from his body, knocking away the sword intent that shot from the air!

Wow. Situ

The white rules instantly enveloped Quetzalcoatl, and extremely delicate Yuan Power was flowing on the strands of condensed light.

"Rules taking shape?"

Ye Feng looked shocked.

As worthy of being a powerful being, this Quetzalcoatl actually refined the rules to the point where he could easily unleash this incredible method.

The law takes shape and instantly protects the whole body... With this ability, a king-level warrior like him may not even be able to approach within ten feet of Quetzalcoatl.

However, what shocked him even more was that the agitation from the sword still caused a crack to appear on the white condensed light shield.

"Crack!"

The sound is crisp.

If Quetzalcoatl hadn't noticed it in time, this sword might have been enough to break the formed rules in a hurry and hit him in the chest.

The strongest has its own strong hand, and every mountain is higher than the next.

"Who is sneaking around and attacking in the dark? Do you have the guts to fight me... head-on?"

The furious Quetzalcoatl had a cold voice.

The moment he spoke, the air around him started to circulate, but this person's performance was still cautious and restrained. The one-blow contest just now made him understand that the person coming was definitely a strong human being who could compete with him.

A leisurely voice came faintly.

"Haha... Quetzalcoatl, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still as arrogant as before, and you don't take our human race seriously at all!" A Taoist wearing white clothes with an ancient face flew over with a sword under his feet. .

This man's white hair is flowing, but his eyes are sharp, and his sword-wielding posture is extremely free and unrestrained, just like a sword fairy born in the world.

Seeing this scene, Quetzalcoatl couldn't help but flash a solemn expression.

It's him?

Perhaps this person is a little older, but his strength is so strong that, to Quetzalcoatl, he may be more afraid of him than any other strong person present.

Because this sword-wielding old man is the elder of Xuan Yizong, one of the three major sects of the human race, the famous... Dongpo Sword Immortal, Su Xueshi.

"Huh? Monk Duobao, are you here to join in the fun?" Su Jianxian flew in front of everyone and saw the fat monk next to Ye Feng, curling his lips and smiling slightly.

Monk Duobao has no advantage and cannot afford to start early. Although he is an outsider who travels around the thirteen counties, he travels alone and likes to collect various spiritual weapons and props.

Unexpectedly, a large demon saint tomb attracted him.

The fat monk narrowed his eyes, looked at Scholar Su, and said with a smile: "Since the treasure has been born, how can we miss the monk? Su Jianxian, on the other hand, has always been practicing in a large sect and has not heard anything outside the window. There are so many monsters and water tribes. This guy entered the hinterland of Thirteen Counties, acted recklessly, but ignored it. This tomb appeared as soon as it was opened. I don’t know... why did it come? "

There was a hint of harshness in Monk Duobao's words.

"Haha, don't worry, I don't covet things from dead people, and I won't fight with you." Xuexian Shi laughed. It was obvious that the two had known each other for a long time and understood each other's temperament.

Just after smiling, he looked at Ye Feng with a little displeasure.

"absurd!"

With a slight snort in his nostrils, Academician Su spit out two words.

Saints gathered here, but Ye Feng, a young martial artist at the second level of the King Realm, was just enjoying the fun in the crowd?

No wonder he was despised by the old monster Quetzalcoatl.

Ye Feng's heart moved, and he quietly asked Monk Duobao beside him for advice: "Master, this senior is..."

"It's normal that you don't know him." Monk Duobao squinted his eyes and saw that Scholar Su looked a little unhappy. He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Xuan Yizong is certainly the three major sects of our human race. In the past few hundred years, However, they did not get involved in the Shenwu situation, which caused the Monster Tribe, Shui Tribe, and Barbarian Tribe to intensify their efforts. Except for the fact that they will go down to recruit disciples every certain period of time, it is simply difficult for ordinary people to meet people from the three sects. "

"What? This senior...is the elder of Xuanyi Sect?"

Ye Feng was stunned.

The whole person was as petrified as a sculpture.

The swordsman master who appeared in front of him was actually the elder of the Xuanyi Sect that he had longed for and waited to join?

"Of course. Lao Niubi is the helmsman of Xuan Yizong's Flying Sword Hall, and the only elder who has never accepted a disciple, Sword Immortal Dongpo, and Scholar Su."

"His abilities are a little better than the monk's... Although the words sound nice, if there is a treasure really found in this tomb, it is inevitable that he will not be moved. The monk should be more careful."

Monk Duobao on the side frowned slightly, and Gu Zicon remembered his little thoughts.

On the other side, Quetzalcoatl obviously also recognized the origin of the old Taoist, and asked with a fierce look: "Old man Su, you went to find your sect successor, why did you come to interfere in the affairs of this place?"

"What's more, what I'm scolding is trash like them, and it has nothing to do with your Xuan Yizong?"

Quetzalcoatl didn't take Bai Hucheng seriously at all.

After all, Bai Hucheng had already entered the holy realm, but in his eyes, it was still unsightly.

Academician Su didn't bother to pay attention. After sheathing his sword and standing still, he shouted proudly: "What a big joke. On the territory of my thirteen counties, there is no place for my human race?"

"No matter who is buried in the tomb, everyone can do it according to their abilities, but if they bully my human race based on their cultivation, how can I sit idly by and ignore it?"

"you!"

Quetzalcoatl was speechless by Scholar Su, and was speechless until he had nothing to say.

If he hadn't taken it into consideration, he might have started a fight with the Dongpo Sword Immortal. However, Quetzalcoatl had his own purpose during this trip and must not let things go wrong, so he could only endure it for the time being.

"Forget it, even if I give you Xuan Yizong some face." Quetzalcoatl nodded helplessly, stretched out his hand, and led several members of the Quetzalcoatl clan into the ancient hall.

Behind them, the Yao Tribe, Shui Tribe, Yu Tribe and others immediately followed up.

Forcibly suppressing his excitement, Ye Feng walked forward with some excitement, bowed and said, "Thank you, senior."

Academician Su glanced at Ye Feng lukewarmly, his eyes swept across Ye Feng's body, and his body suddenly froze.

In front of this powerful being, Ye Feng felt that his whole body was as naked as a fruit. His breathing, heartbeat, physique, skills, martial arts, etc. were all exposed. Subconsciously, he collected his mental power, and then Blocking this ray of gaze.

Academician Su let out a light sigh, apparently a little surprised by Ye Feng's unusual physique. But after a moment, he shook his head and sighed:

"Pity."