In fact, the two legendary seniors of Xuanmen, Bigfoot Immortal and Wuming Sword Immortal, also envied Xia Yunjie.

One of them is 120 years old, and the other is 115 years old. Although both of them have entered the foundation-building stage and their lifespan is much longer than that of ordinary people. However, from the beginning of entering the foundation-building stage, one has passed twenty years and the other has passed eighteen years, but its cultivation still stagnates in the early stage of foundation-building. Not to mention that the Jindan Dao is destined to have no hope in this life, even the middle stage of foundation-building is slim. It can be said that the two legendary old men of the Xuanmen have only fought for fifty years from God than other colleagues. Now these fifty years have passed one third, and the remaining age is actually not much.

But Xia Yunjie is different. He is only twenty years old now, but his cultivation is already a little higher than them. It is not surprising that he will be the most promising monk among the Xuanmen who knows that the most hope of breaking through the foundation-building stage and advancing to the legendary Golden Pill Avenue.

Jindan Avenue, it is a legendary realm, which makes these two legendary old men in Xuanmen who have half a foot stepped into the coffin not envy

"Fellow Daoist Xia, please forgive me for taking the liberty. Can you compete with me?" The three of them walked side by side along the lake. Suddenly, the nameless sword immortal, who rarely talked, flashed with a curious look, and said.

"No problem, the sword Taoist fellow is as sharp as a sword, and the one who practices must be the first-class sword immortal." Xia Yunjie was slightly stunned and said with a faint smile.

"Fellow Daoist Xia is right. Brother Wuming is an orphan. He has been taken in as a disciple by a Mount Emei Sword Immortal since childhood. He has been devoted to using swords throughout his life and has achieved great success in swordsmanship." Bigfoot Immortal took the conversation and replied to the Forward Sword Immortal.

"Brother Lu, don't gild my face in front of fellow Taoist Xia." The nameless sword immortal, who had always been taciturn, couldn't help but blush when he saw the Bigfoot Fairy praising him in front of Xia Yunjie, and said in a rare humility.

"Haha, that's true. Fellow Daoist Xia's cultivation level has surpassed you and me at a young age. In front of him, we two old men really have nothing to boast about." The Bigfoot Fairy was slightly stunned when she heard this, then shook her head and laughed loudly.

"Fellow Daoist Xia, my sword technique is very domineering. Once I attack, the sword energy will be raging and full of murderous intent. This place is located in a tourist resort, with many people coming and going, and I am afraid it is not suitable for you and me to compete. How about let Li Qingyuan arrange a wide and uninhabited place?" The nameless sword immortal was anxious to compete with Xia Yunjie. As soon as the Bigfoot Immortal finished speaking, he suggested.

"It's okay to just come here. I'll set up a formation before the competition." Xia Yunjie smiled, and then, under the surprised gaze of the unknown sword immortal and the bigfoot immortal, he took off the black flags from his neck again, with twelve strange runes embroidered on it.

After taking off the flag, Xia Yunjie inserted it on the ground. The small flag actually flashed and rose in the wind. In a blink of an eye, it became a blockade of the sky and the sun, completely isolated the space they were in from the outside world.

The people in the formation seemed to have come to a place with no sunshine and no people, but the people outside the formation still saw the bright world, a piece of green grass and green trees.

"Immortal Formation" The nameless sword immortal and the bigfoot immortal saw Xia Yunjie's flag inserted, as if they had come to another world. The sharp eyes could not penetrate the formation at all, and they could not see the scene outside. They couldn't help but exclaim in shock.

"Make the two fellow Taoists laugh." Xia Yunjie smiled indifferently, then put one hand on the back and made a call to Wuming Sword Immortal with the other hand and said, "Wang Ming Taoists, please."

"Fellow Daoist Xia has offended him." The nameless sword immortal modestly performed a Taoist ritual, then opened his mouth, and a little cold light shot out from his mouth. The little cold light was suspended above his head, sucking and spitting white light, but it was a flying sword.

"This sword Bai Po was refined by a special metal taken by the ancestors in the sect from an extremely cold place, and passed down to his master. I only refined it into my body five years ago. Fellow Daoist Xia was careful. This sword was very evil. Once an attack was launched, sometimes even I couldn't control it." As soon as the white soul came out, the expression of the nameless sword immortal suddenly became extremely solemn, and his whole body was as sharp as a sharp sword.

Seeing that before he started fighting the nameless sword immortal, he released the flying sword that he could not even control himself, Xia Yunjie couldn't help but shake his head secretly. It seemed that this guy was really a warlike person.

However, it is rare to meet a master like Wuming Sword Immortal. It is the first time I have seen the flying sword. Xia Yunjie is also a little excited, and is also aroused by a trace of fighting spirit. He smiled loudly and said, "Fellow Daoist Wuming will release the flying sword."

"Although Fellow Daoist Xia, you have a high level of cultivation, but this sword is cut like mud, so you still need to be careful." Seeing that the nameless sword immortal released the domineering flying sword that he could not control while Xia Yunjie was still empty-handed, the Bigfoot Immortal was a little anxious and hurriedly reminded him.

"It's okay, fellow Wuming Taoist practiced flying swords, but I practiced the body." As he said that, Xia Yunjie shouted loudly, and suddenly there were crisp sounds on the joints around his body. Xia Yunjie's body suddenly rose by more than ten centimeters. The looser clothes suddenly seemed tense, and the materials on his arms turned into pieces and flew down, revealing two arms cast like steel.

A trace of ancient domineering aura emanated from the two arms, and soon filled the whole world. A faint metallic luster flowed on the surface of the skin of the arm, giving people no chill of the white soul flying sword.

As soon as the martial arts were used, the blood of the witch in Xia Yunjie's body surged, and the fighting spirit rose infinitely. The huge and thick witch's aura burst out from his body, instantly filling the entire world.

Xia Yunjie simply stood there, but he gave people the feeling of a huge giant standing between the sky and the earth, as if the sky had fallen, and he could push it back.

Faced with such a majestic and domineering momentum, not to mention that the Bigfoot Immortal was like a mountain pressing down on the top of the top, and even the nameless sword immortal who had already released the flying sword had to inject magic power into the flying sword with all his might, so he could barely block the terrifying momentum released by Xia Yunjie. Sweat came out from his forehead like beans before the war started and rolled down.

It was not until this time that the unknown sword immortal realized that the gap between him and Xia Yunjie was actually quite large.

"Come on." Xia Yunjie, who was rushing up to fight, could not tolerate the Wuming Sword Immortal thinking and hesitation. He shouted loudly, and then his two thighs, as thick, strong and powerful as iron pillars, stepped on the ground, and strode towards the Wuming Sword Immortal step by step.

In today's era of declining Taoism, the nameless sword immortal was able to see through the heavenly path and enter the foundation-building stage, and was also a powerful figure. He knew that he was far from being a match for Xia Yunjie, and not only did he not retreat, but he completely put aside his thoughts of victory and defeat, and shouted loudly when he saw this: "Good come"

With a shout, Bai Po passed by a cold light in the air and suddenly cut off Xia Yunjie.

Seeing Bai Po's cold light shining everywhere and sharp edge, he rushed to himself on his head. Not only did Xia Yunjie not retreat, but a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes, raised his hand to face the flying sword and blocked it.

Seeing that Xia Yunjie actually used his flesh and blood arm to block the flying sword of the Wuming Sword Immortal, Bigfoot Immortal almost jumped out of her throat when she saw it. She opened her mouth and wanted to call but couldn't scream.

From this we can see how shocked this scene was to a mysterious stranger like Big Foot Fairy

"Clang clang clang" flying sword slashed hard on Xia Yunjie's arm, and made a sound of metal and iron fighting. Not only that, every time the arm and the flying sword hit, the unknown sword immortal took a step back and his face became pale. The white-poll flying sword's sword body trembled constantly, making a buzzing and harsh sound.

The cold light flashed in the air, the shadow of his hand flew, and the sound of gold and iron fighting was endless. But in just a few seconds, the nameless sword immortal could no longer help but sit on the ground with sweat. The white soul that had been swallowing and spitting out before also fell to the ground with a "ding" sound, and the cold light dissipated, like a piece of ordinary iron.

"Fellow Daoist Xia, I won't fight anymore, I won't fight anymore, I'm no match for you at all." The unknown sword fairy sat on the ground weakly, gasping heavily while waved at Xia Yunjie repeatedly, and his eyes were full of awe when he looked at him.

He used his flesh and blood to fight against his flying sword, and even head-on battles. Not only did he not hurt him at all, but on the contrary, every time he hit, he would hit his heart like a huge rock, making people feel urged to vomit blood. This terrible strength was completely beyond the imagination of the unknown sword immortal, and the other party was actually such a young guy

Seeing that Wuming Sword Immortal was sitting on the ground at the age of age, Xia Yunjie waved his hand and said he would not hit him, and said he was not his opponent at all. Instead, he thought that this old man with a seemingly serious expression was quite straightforward and cute. He smiled and reached out to pull Wuming Sword Immortal up from the ground and said, "Fellow Daoist Wuming offended me."

"Haha, what offense? This is what he asked for. Isn't it a shame this time?" Bigfoot Fairy saw Xia Yunjie smiling and pulling Wuming Sword Immortal up from the ground. Then she came back from her horror. She said gloatingly when she was old. Obviously, this old man has suffered a lot under the flying sword of Wuming Sword Immortal.

The nameless sword immortal smiled embarrassedly, then looked at Xia Yunjie, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Fellow Daoist Xia, ask, what level have you reached now?"

When Bigfoot Fairy heard this, she stared at Xia Yunjie with curious eyes, and he was also very curious about this question.

"Late stage of foundation building," Xia Yunjie hesitated and replied next time.

"In the late stage of foundation building, isn't that just one step away from the Golden Pill Avenue?" Wuming Sword Immortal and Big Foot Immortal were shocked when they heard this, and they were so surprised that their chins almost fell to the ground.

Xia Yunjie smiled shyly when he saw this. In fact, how can ordinary monks compare with his late-stage foundation building stage? His late-stage foundation building stage was a fellow practitioner of physical and magic power, and they reached the late-stage foundation building stage. Not only that, he was practicing Niwan Palace, and his magic power was absolutely nothing that ordinary monks could compare with.

Of course, these unknown sword immortals and bigfoot immortals didn't know, but even so, they were already shocked and unable to do so.
Chapter completed!