"Boom boom boom boom~~~"

There were thunders from the ground, as if a volcano that had been brewing for years was about to erupt. The yin spirits were squirting, and the sun was setting outside. The night was falling, and the ten thousand years of ghosts guarded underground chose a time that was beneficial to them and was about to break through the barrier. The leader of millions of ghosts was the taboo man!

I sat beside Zhuge Ming, my body shattered little by little, turning into the fire of Nirvana. The Phoenix Dharma Seals were ringing together, and I was entering a process of about to be Nirvana. I could not be disturbed, but I could see everything outside clearly.

"Brush!"

Widths of shadow broke through the restriction of the sword tomb Heavenly Prison, walked out of the stone sword, and appeared on the surface. There were dozens of ghosts, one by one, and one by one was vicious and domineering. The sword in his hand shone brightly, and he looked at the heroes of the upper world outside with an extremely ferocious expression. Anger and murderous intent emanated from his eyes. For a moment, a rolling cloud formed over his head.

"Finally, I, Mr. Xu Xuan, see the light of heaven again..."

"Hahahahahaha, you dare to let me walk out of the sword tomb. Next year will be the day of worship in the upper realm!"

"Kill, kill all the hypocritical people in the upper realm, and let them see the power of the dead soul!"

Everyone was majestic, with wisps of sword intent soaring into the sky and roaring constantly. Among them, there were many people who refined the sword heart and integrated the sword spirit, and their cultivation in the sword path had reached a very terrifying level.

...

"False."

In the air, a holy cloud was shrouded in the air. Master Ning Daoxuan Xianxian Feng Daojian raised his finger indifferently, and his finger was like a vigorous pine bone. He pointed out a white sword intent with a "swish" pointing out a white sword intent. Suddenly, the sword intent rolled over, with the rumbling power, directly shattered the bodies of a group of sword insults, including Young Master Xu Xuan, and the howlings were connected. Then the Yin Ling Xinghua was also sent into the sword tomb and sealed again.

The two old monsters are indeed the strongest foundation of the academy.

But the crisis was still there, and the entire God-Suppressing Sword was buzzing and trembling. The inscription pattern was rhythmic. The entire seal formation seemed to be slowly shaken. Straws of terrifying purple flames flowed out from the gaps of the sword tomb, like a spiritual demon spirit, eroding and corrupting the sealing power of the God-Suppressing Sword.

"Ning Daoxuan!"

Deep in the sword tomb, a sound like thunder surged. When I opened the sword-do divine eyes and looked carefully, I could see a person standing in the flames deep in the ground. It was a taboo man. His long hair was draped over his shoulders, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, but there was not much violence, but it was full of peace. His eyes looked at Ning Daoxun, then at Duanjingyu, and said, "Is this your choice?"

As he said that, his eyes were full of sharp light, and he looked directly at Shangguan Nanfeng. Shangguan Ziyi said, "I advocated that the two major academies be united and not distinguished from each other, and that they will definitely become the pillars of the upper realm, but what are you using to me?"

"Second Brother Water." Shangguan Nanfeng frowned slightly: "You are still worried, can't you let go?"

"Can't let go?"

The taboo man gritted his teeth and roared: "If it were you, your soul would be suppressed in the sword tomb and not seen for eight hundred years, would you let it go? Shangguan Nanfeng, Shangguan Ziyi, you two are in charge of the Tianfeng Bailu until now, but the influence and status of the two major academies are gradually declining, and your mediocrity is to blame!"

"Qianchen, you have too much obsession." Ning Daoxun said lightly.

"Hard of obsession?"

The taboo man was covered with evil spirits, and his originally handsome face became extremely ferocious and twisted, and he growled: "Ning Daoxuan, do you have the same face as saying this? Look at yourself, Shangguan Ziyi has made a breakthrough for hundreds of years of cultivation? Now he is still at the realm of the titled Sword Saint, and I... I, Shui Qianchen, had already broken through the titled title eight hundred years ago and became one of the sages, but you chose Shangguan Ziyi. How unfair is the way of heaven?!"

"unfair?"

Ning Daoxun's eyes were cold and said, "Shui Qianchen, please see what you did today. Then ask yourself why I chose Ziyi instead of you to inherit the academy. My cultivation level is not enough, and I can accumulate time. But if the Taoist heart is so paranoid that he has entered the demonic path, what qualifications are there to take charge of my Bailu Academy? Don't say that you are just a sage, you have entered the fairy realm, and I, Ning Daoxun, won't let you take charge of the academy!"

"Okay, very good!"

Shui Qianchen grinned: "You suppressed me in Jianzhong Tianzhu for hundreds of years. I will settle the account with you today. As for that kid, he just collected a little interest."

Ning Daoxun frowned: "Bu Yixuan is Ziyi's disciple and your nephew. Did you actually want to kill yourself?"

"What's wrong?"

Shui Qianchen held a Chaos Sword Intent in his hand, and his face was full of a ferocious smile: "Wait for you to let me down, can't I let you down? Today, Shui Qianchen, I fought out from here with a thought of fighting. From now on, I have no relationship with Tianfeng Bailu. Old man, I miss you once my master, get out of here, otherwise I will not be polite!"

Ning Daoxun stroked his beard and smiled: "Mysterious disciple, use whatever you have, let me see how much progress you have after breaking through life and death!"

"As you wish!"

Shui Qianchen shouted loudly, and was on the fourth floor of the sword tomb, but a fire-like magic rushed out of the surface and turned into an invincible magic shaped dozens of feet high. The long sword stormed through the void and slashed out a sword intent full of the power of heaven. The heaven and earth immediately twisted and changed color. The power of this sword was already terrifying.

"Shui Qianchen, do you want to kill the master?"

Shangguan Nanfeng and Shangguan Ziyi took action at the same time. The Tianfeng Sword and the White Deer Sword turned into two rays of light and swept away, directly colliding on Shui Qianchen's sword intent. It suddenly roared endlessly, as if three rays of lightning were intertwined together, and the awesome power of heaven was splashed out. Those with weaker strength began to retreat quickly. Even the disciples of Dan Tai Yao, Ling Fei, and Ling Yun, who were at the level of strength, retreated one after another, and did not dare to face the battle.

"You two are not enough to see!"

Shui Qianchen danced his long sword, and wisps of transcendent sword light penetrated the sky, and his long hair danced. He looked like a god and demon descending to the mortal world. He fought against the two titled sword saints alone without any disadvantage. He even surpassed the rules and realm of sword saints. His sword intent was smooth and he seemed to be at ease against the two titled sword saints.

...

"Shit~~~"

The Phoenix Technique is constantly reshaping and establishing a body. I sit there sweating all over, deeply attracted by the battle between the three masters in front of me. I can't help but ask: "Who is this Shui Qianchen, so powerful..."

On the side, Master Zhuge Ming held the ancient sword in his hand and smiled: "Shui Qianchen... No one dared to mention this name for many years. This name is very unfamiliar to the disciples of the two major academies and is a taboo existence."

"Can you say it now?"

"Can."

Zhuge Ming's voice turned into a gossip and sent a secret message, saying, "You are the chief of the Holy Palace and are also qualified to know some past events. Eight hundred years ago, Tianfeng Academy and Bailu Academy were called the most powerful force in the upper world, and even no one. The reason is that Ning Daoxun and Duanjingyu two old courtyard masters produced three outstanding disciples, Shangguan Nanfeng and Shangguan Ziyi, who are young and have extraordinary insights, are the youngest sword saints in the upper world, and the other proud disciple is Shui Qianchen in front of you."

He sighed and continued: "Compared with the two daughters of the Shangguan family, Shui Qianchen's talent and insight are truly terrifying. I am afraid that even if you are not inferior, he became the titled sword saint at a young age, and even became one of the few sages in the upper world eight hundred years ago and became a hot figure. But since then, Shui Qianchen's heart of Tao has changed, and his intention to establish a great masterpiece for all ages has become more and more obvious. However, when he fought against the two old house owners, he even opened the Sword Tomb Heaven Prison privately, and mobilized tens of thousands of evil spirits to attack the imperial army. The battle was so dark that the earth was dark, and the empress as powerful as the God Flame almost failed. Finally, the righteous path of the upper realm launched three ancient formations, and finally suppressed Shui Qianchen, killed his body, and suppressed his soul in the deepest part of the Sword Tomb Heaven Prison, and sealed it with three thousand spiritual talismans, but he did not expect that he would break through the pass and be born today."

I frowned: "Will the catastrophe from eight hundred years ago be reappeared today?"

"Won't."

Zhuge Ming shook his head and looked at the battlefield, his eyes were like a sharp fire and said, "After the eight hundred years of Zhenfeng, the God-Suppressing Sword completely suppressed Shui Qianchen's cultivation, and even made his cultivation not advance but retreat in the past eight hundred years. On the other hand, the two courtyard masters and the old courtyard masters have increased day by day. The four of them alone are enough to suppress Shui Qianchen. The only thing they need to worry about is the Yin Spirit Masters deep in the sword tomb, and they are the most terrifying existences."

"yes……"

...

After more than a hundred moves, two "all" sounds, the majestic aura shook in the air, and two figures suddenly fell to the ground. Shangguan Ziyi and Shangguan Nanfeng's breath were still transcendent, but their faces were slightly pale, and their body shook slightly. Tianfeng and Bailu's two holy swords were still moving in the blazing clouds, pointing at Shui Qianchen in the air far away.

"Affected disciple."

Ning Daoxun snorted indifferently, and his palm whipped, and it immediately turned into a ray of light and sword intent and blasted towards Shui Qianchen.

"Old guy, you are finally willing to take action!"

Shui Qianchen laughed, his body full of rebellious temperament, his long hair danced randomly, and with his hands raised, dozens of sword intents filled with the power of heaven rushed towards Ning Daoxuan.

"Master!" I looked up at the air.

The power of Shui Qianchen's move is far greater than the power used by the two major titled Sword Saints. Is he really want to kill his master?

However, Ning Daoxuan stepped in the air, and the world around him suddenly became darker, and the chess grid extended, and the stars were shining, as if the whole world had become his chessboard. He raised his palm, and gently twisted his fingers and picked off a star, which instantly turned into a powerful sword intent and blasted out, colliding with Shui Qianchen's Tianshen sword path, and the deafening sound of the holy power collided continuously.
Chapter completed!