Chapter 968: The Little Boat Zhibao, the First Sword

Yu Zecheng walked in the cave, wandering leisurely, looking left and right, as if he was walking in his back garden, looking leisurely.

In this cave, all the disciples of the Yi Shooting Sword Sect who could fight were taken to battle, taking all the terrible pills to improve their strength. In the flying battle, the rest were disciples in the Qi training stage.

Most of the disciples in the Qi training stage, as well as the servants of the Yi Shooting Sword Sect, immediately qi-shaped them and died in the attack of the divine thunder. Now they are only one or two remaining, escaping their lives. The stupid cave is crying, and cunningly begins to scrape treasures and prepare to escape.

Yu Zecheng walked in it. When someone saw him, he turned around and ran away, and he was urinating without stopping him along the way. Because the bloody children of the Yi Shooting Sword Sect were fighting in the air.

The three sword doves in the air fought against the sword lights all over the sky, which was extremely fierce. The disciples of the Three Thousand Yi Shooting Sword Sect fought around the sword dove like bees.

Yu Zecheng walked forward step by step and walked to the center of the cave. On a huge square, dozens of people were constantly bowing.

Just now, thousands of thunders were launched. The cave here was blown up so badly, but there was no trace of damage here. It seemed that this place must be the important place of Yi Shooting Sword Sect.

What they worshiped were four statues on the square. The four statues were about a foot high and extremely majestic. They were all statues of the ancestors of the Yi Shooting Sword Sect.

When I saw Yu Zecheng, I knew what they were doing. They were asking the ancestor to ascend to the realm.

The two of them were the leaders of the Yi Shooting Sword Sect Zhenyi. The disciples behind them were the Yuanying True Lord, the Jindan True Man, the Foundation Establishment Cultivator, and the Qi-training disciple. The only characteristic of these disciples is that their talent is excellent.

These disciples are probably the fire seeds of the Yi Shooting Sword Sect. As long as they escape, one day in the future, they may be able to rebuild the Yi Shooting Sword Sect. Whenever the sect is in destruction, they will select elite disciples from the sect and flee to all directions with their treasures. Although the chances of reviving the sect are slim, they can leave their own sect's fire seeds, even if there is one-tenth of the chance, it is also an opportunity.

Yu Zecheng slowly walked over and said:

"At this time, we are still asking these guys to go down to the world. They no longer regard themselves as human beings. What's the use of worshiping them?"

One of the Shinichi Gods continued to kowtow, and his head was bleeding and said:

"Children Huangkou, the ancestors will come to the realm in a while and will take your life."

Yu Zecheng laughed and said:

"I'll wait, you continue, and I'll give you another sixty breaths, that's enough."

After saying that, he stood aside, leisurely and contented.

The two Zhenyi ignored Yu Zecheng and continued to kowtow. The other disciples couldn't help but look back at Yu Zecheng, and their bodies trembled.

Sixty breaths passed in a flash.

The Shinichi God, who had just spoken, suddenly stood up and said:

"No need, junior brother, don't beg them anymore. These bastards, no matter how we are, what's the use of worshiping them. You still have to rely on yourself."

He stood up and stretched his legs and kicked a statue down. The statue collapsed, and it was no longer the respectful look he had just bowed.

As soon as the other man stood up, he opened his mouth and spat hard at a statue of the ancestor, saying:

"It's better to begging others than asking for others. I said that the immortal decree five years ago was so bizarre that we had to fight against the Five Sword Sects. As long as we were given another three hundred years to let us comprehend... There is absolutely no problem in destroying the Five Sword Sects."

The god Shinichi who kicked the statue down said:

"It's useless to say anything, come on, a last try."

Er Dazhen turned his head and faced Yu Zecheng to prepare for the final battle.

At this moment, the statue of the ancestor who was spitting thick phlegm by his younger disciples emitted twelve colors of light. The light fell down, and the whole statue seemed to be alive, flesh and blood.

The two Zhenyi looked at each other, and their eyes were ecstatic. The light fell on a Jindan Zhenren behind them. He was originally a teenager, but in this light, he was gradually changing, and he changed from a teenager to an old man in colorful clothes.

While this person transformed, countless immortal sounds sounded in the sky, and the sound was so pleasant that it was intoxicating. Countless flowers fell in the sky, and they melted when they encountered objects. There were thousands of bright ways, making people unable to see the direction clearly.

Yu Zecheng said:

"It's really the ancestor who has come down from the realm, okay, okay."

Then he looked into the distance, and in a valley in the distance, this kind of fairy light and fairy sound also appeared.

Last time, he fought in the Heart Sword Zen Sect, and was ascended to the immortals by the Six Sword Alliance, disrupting time and space, resulting in the inability of the ancestors of the five major sword sects to go to the realm. In the end, only the ancestor Hongxiao went to the realm and died with the clone of Indra Shitian.

Although Yu Zecheng and the others didn't know what the ancestors in the fairy world felt, just as the battle was about to set out, four statues of the Dharma in the Ancestor Hall were automatically flying out, all of which were the statues of the Ancestors who were carried last time. It seemed that they felt guilty about not being able to participate in the battle last time, and this time they took the initiative to fly out of the Ancestor Hall.

During this battle, Yu Zecheng had arranged his eldest disciple, mistress, to be responsible for it himself, and prepare all the magic array arrangements for the arrival of the ancestors. As long as the opponent's ancestors arrive, the ancestors of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect will also arrive, so Yu Zecheng is so arrogant.

After the arrival of the Yi Shooting Sword Sect, the founder of the Yi Shooting Sword Sect, looked at the colorful fairy light in the distance, shook his head, and said to the two great Zhenyi kneeling in front of him:

"You don't know, this is a killing game. In this sky world, my strength is only the realm of returning to the virtual world, and no speed advantage, and there is no return.

Alas, that's it, I'm going to come back, and I can't completely ignore my origin like they did. Just die, but in reincarnation."

After saying that, he glanced at the other three statues of the ancestors and said:

"Dear brothers, our fate is over today, goodbye."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a ray of light, the three statues were all shattered.

Then he glanced at the dozens of disciples kneeling behind him and said:

"You all escape, just take care of yourself. I hope that one day I can recover our door. Let's go."

After saying that, he used a method and a ray of light suddenly passed. The last monks of the Yi Shooting Sword Sect turned into twelve-colored lights and scattered around. Unfortunately, Yu Zecheng set up a lot of ambushes set up in the land of thousands of miles, which had no effect at all.

In this square, there are only two great Zhenyi and one Nascent Soul, as well as the Immortal of the Lower Realm and Yu Zecheng.

The immortals in the lower realm didn't even look at Yu Zecheng, but just looked into the distance.

He shouted loudly:

"Who is coming to the realm? Fight with my light boat?"

A sound came from a distance, which was neither male nor female, sharp and lingering:

"It's true that I am a fairy friend of Qingzhou. I guess it's you. Among you four immortals, you are still in the blood and will stand up for these future generations."

Master Qingzhou said:

"If you don't go to the world, you will be despised by your younger generations for generations. It turns out that you are a fairy friend of Zhibao. It seems that you are very upset about my satire against you, the old eunuch."

Master Zhibao? The Liuguang Sword that Yu Zecheng learned back then was created by Master Zhibao. He was the third disciple of Master Zhongxing and was a eunuch, so he spoke so hard and lingering. He never thought that he would still be like this when he became an immortal.

Master Zhibao is the thirteenth ascending ancestor of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. He was one of the eight masters who ascended to the Zhongxing ancestor when the Xuanyuan Sword Sect was in full swing.

Master Zhibao's life has experienced countless ups and downs. He enjoyed wealth and honor since childhood, and was successful in his youth. When he was in a state of ups and downs, he suffered from misfortunes and his family was ruined. He was desperate and suffered from the cold and warmth of the world. He was disfigured. In the end, in order not to starve and freeze to death, he had to enter the palace to become a eunuch.

Master Zhibao entered the palace and then embarked on the journey of cultivating immortals. Later, he was rewarded with the help of the ancestor Zhongxing as a slave and followed the ancestor to travel around the world. The two were both teachers and friends. At first, Master Zhibao led Master Zhongxing to practice martial arts, and later, Master Zhibao took Master Zhibao to practice immortality, determined the relationship between master and apprentice, followed Master Zhongxing throughout his life, and finally ascended to the immortal world together.

The sword technique he left behind is fast, yin, ruthless and accurate. Because it was created by eunuchs, it was feminine and cruel.

Master Zhibao said:

"That's all the past, it's not worth mentioning. Anyway, you'll fall into the world and become a human again. The Ai family will forgive you."

Master Qingzhou said:

"I don't know who you and I will fall into the mortal world. Come on, you and I have become famous in the fairy world with fast swords. Let's compare whose sword is faster."

Master Zhibao replied:

"It seems that the Ai family has taken advantage of it. This is not the fairy world. You cannot accelerate infinitely. Let's fight in Qingming. This will be fair to you. Don't worry, I will take a gentle move and let you suffer less."

Master Qingzhou laughed and said:

"I'm playing with your kindness again. Are you afraid that our battle will affect too many mortals? Remember that we are immortals, they are humans, they are just groups of ants. An extremely weak ants can kill a group of ants with one foot. Why care about them?"

Master Zhibao said:

"You don't care, so why do you still have to go down from the world?"

Master Qingzhou pondered for a moment and said:

"I don't know. Although they are also a group of ants, they are my descendants. Maybe I don't want to be despised by them."

During this conversation, the two lower realms masters slowly took off and flew towards Qingming, instantly turning into two rays of light, rushing into the sky, and disappearing. Both of them dominate the fairy world with their fast swords, and when they arrived on earth, they were even more rapid.

Yu Zecheng turned his head and said to the three people in the field:

"Okay, we're all gone, we're the only one left. Come on, they're all fighting, let's fight to the death."

The leader of the Zhenyi God smiled and said:

"That's a must. We've been waiting for you for a long time. Junior brother, let's start."

Another Zhenyi God roared. With his roar, the entire Yi Shooting Sword Sect mountain gate cave was shocked. All the Qi training cultivators and servants who did not escape from this cave had all exploded and turned into blood mist.

The blood mist boiled, and in a blink of an eye the entire mountain gate cave world turned into a strange space.

The leader of the Zhenyi God said:

"Haha, the True Lord of Mid Du, here is now a world of its own. You can no longer step on the earth and summon the tenth-level flying sword. This is your burial place, the grave we prepared for you.

Are you satisfied that we sacrificed the cave world and buried you with you?"
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