My Master is Super Strong But Too Steady

  Chapter 50 The Son of Ten Thousand Swords

  The figure of the saint of the Purple Mansion just disappeared, and there was a young man in white clothes surpassing the snow coming from the sky. Every step of the fall, a cloud of auspicious clouds appeared, floating at the foot of the Meteorite Mountain.

  This young man has a face like a crown of jade, sword eyebrows and star eyes, graceful, elegant and elegant, like a cloud in the sky.

  "Holy Son of Jiuxiao, Nangong Liuyun!" Someone explained the origin of this person.

  Nangong Liuyun smiled slightly at everyone, and stepped onto the Hualongtian Road, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

   "The Son of Ten Thousand Swords is here!"

  No one in the crowd yelled.

In the distance, a handsome and handsome young man drifted up. Every pore of his body was filled with sword light, and his hair exuded a biting sword aura. The facial features were as sharp as a sword cut. The breath, the whole person is like an unsheathed divine sword.

  Sage Son of Ten Thousand Swords, step on the horizon!

  The name of the Saint Child of Ten Thousand Swords is in the same area of ​​the Eastern Desolation. Even in the major sacred sites, there are only a handful of young people who can cultivate to the peak of the Primordial God Realm.

  Beside him, followed by a dozen young handsome men, men and women, surrounded him like stars and moons, everyone's kendo skills are not weak, just like a spirit sword with different auras.

  Ye Chen scanned the past, and the information of these people clearly appeared in his heart.

   What surprised Ye Chen was that nearly half of these people were not disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Holy Land, but core disciples of the ancient sects of the Great Sect.

  The Son of Ten Thousand Swords can make these people willing to follow, which shows that his methods are extraordinary.

   Soon, Ye Chen's gaze fell on one of the women in a white dress.

  This woman looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, with bright eyes and white teeth, a slim figure, a jade-like luster on her snow-white skin, and a hint of coldness between her eyebrows.

  Lin Yuqing!

  This is the woman who dug Li Qingzhou’s kendo supreme bone?

  Looks like a dog, who would have thought that this was a scheming bitch?

  At the moment when Lin Yuqing appeared, Li Qingzhou broke out with a strong murderous intent, a vengeance for the bones, and he did not share the same sky, and finally saw this enemy again. He has been waiting for this day for a long time!

  Lin Yuqing sensed the murderous intent against herself, turned her head and looked over, the moment she saw Li Qingzhou, the murderous intent in her eyes also flashed away.

   However, Lin Yuqing did not have much exchange with Li Qingzhou.

  She is a follower of the Son of Ten Thousand Swords. Today, the Saint Son of Ten Thousand Swords invites Donghuang Tianjiao to feast, but it is not her turn to jump out and grab the limelight.

  The day they set for the battle of life and death was three days later, and the master had already arrived, so there was no need to speak harshly at this time.

The Son of Ten Thousand Swords also seemed to sense the murderous intent on Li Qingzhou's body. He turned his head and saw Li Qingzhou, and shook his head gently at Lin Yuqing, without putting Li Qingzhou in his eyes.

  "Today, I prepare a thousand-year-old wine and many spirit fruits to host the Eastern Desolation Tianjiao on the top of Meteor Sacred Mountain. Anyone who can go up the mountain can come and participate! I am waiting for everyone to arrive at the top of Meteor Sacred Mountain!"

  The voice of the Son of Ten Thousand Swords spread from afar, and the voice was like a clear sound of a divine sword, and it floated up the mountain with a group of followers.

  Among his followers, several of them seemed to be under a lot of pressure, the visions in their bodies were forced out, and the pace of advancement gradually slowed down.

  "Kengkengkeng..."

  Sword light burst out from the Saint Child of Ten Thousand Swords, and after submerging into the bodies of those people, they saw their steps lighten a lot, following the Saint Child of Ten Thousand Swords and gradually disappeared on the Hualong Tian Road.

  Zi Menghan curled his lips at Li Qingzhou, and said, "Junior Brother Li, is that woman your fiancee just now? She looks okay, but her heart is too dark!"

   "It's just the former fiancee, I will kill her in three days!" Li Qingzhou responded coldly.

  Fakong young monk's eyes widened, and there was a blazing gossip fire in his eyes: "Ex-fiancée? Heart is black? Are you going to kill her? There is a story in this! Second brother, did she green you?"

  Li Qingzhou's mouth twitched, and he looked at the young monk Fakong with cold eyes, and said with an unhappy face: "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb!"

   "Huh? She really made you green? Who is her concubine?" The young monk Fakong was very surprised.

  Li Qingzhou forcibly resisted the urge to draw the sword, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't talk nonsense! She has taken my kendo supreme bone, if it weren't for the master, I would still be a useless person! My hatred with her would not be shared!"

   "Oh, you haven't been green, that's a shame!" Little Monk Fakong sighed.

  Li Qingzhou stretched out his sword and pointed it at the young monk Fakong’s throat, his fingertips swallowed with sword light, and said quietly: "I'll give you a chance to reorganize your language."

   "Second brother actually possesses the supreme kendo bone, what a contemporary genius!" The little monk Fakong's chubby face was full of admiration.

  Li Qingzhou's expression slowed down and he retracted his sword fingers.

   "Speaking again, Brother Second Brother, your kendo supreme bone has been dug away, how can you practice again?" The little monk Fakong was still full of curiosity in his eyes.

  Li Qingzhou said faintly: "My kendo supreme bone, Nirvana is reborn."

  Fakong Young Monk widened his eyes, rubbed his hands subconsciously, and his gaze towards Ye Chen was full of eagerness.

  The Supreme Swordsman bone can be reborn after being dug out. Everything is because of Ye Chen. Little Monk Fakong felt that he was holding his thigh this time.

  "Master, are you tired? I'll squeeze your shoulders!" The young monk Fakong walked over with a shy face.

   Ye Chen waved his hand, and whispered: "Don't fix those useless, let's go, we also go to the top of the Falling Sacred Mountain to meet those Eastern Desolate Heaven's arrogance."

Ye Chen set foot on the Hualongtian Road first, and instantly felt a vast Taoist rhyme coming down towards him. The ancient vicissitudes, vast and solemn, directly act on the soul, bringing him a huge pressure, as if the next moment The bell will be thrown away.

  The brilliance of Ye Chen's body was flowing, and this pressure was easily reduced to the lowest level, and he moved forward.

  Zi Menghan, Li Qingzhou, and the young monk Fakong followed close behind, all boarding the Hualongtian Road.

Inspired by that special Taoist rhyme, Zi Menghan’s eyebrows twinkled, Li Qingzhou’s body surrounded by sword qi, and the Buddha's chanting from the body of the little monk Fakong was forced out of his strength. Walk quickly along Hualongtian Road.

   "Hey, what are the origins of these people? They can also board Hualongtian Road!"

   "The seven princesses of the Ziwei Emperor just talked a few words, they seem to be the nine princesses of the Ziwei Emperor, and there seems to be some problems with their practice. The others don't know!"

  "Buddha cultivators usually live in the Western Desert, and there are very few Buddha cultivators in the Eastern Wilderness. I really don't know where the little monk came from!"

   "The one in white clothes is Li Qingzhou from Xuantian Holy Land!"

   "He is Li Qingzhou?"

   "There is news from the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords. Three days later, Lin Yuqing of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords is going to fight a life-and-death battle with Li Qingzhou of the Holy Land of Xuantian on the top of Meteor Sacred Mountain. Is this the person you are talking about?"

  "This news came out a long time ago, but the two of them are not very famous. Everyone is paying attention to the feast of the Emperor of the Ten Thousand Swordsman, but the matter is ignored."

   "The Son of Ten Thousand Swords hosted a banquet on the top of the Falling Sacred Mountain. The life and death battle between the two of them can be witnessed by many Tianjiao."

   "I heard that after Lin Yuqing became a follower of the Son of Ten Thousand Swords, she practiced for a long time, and not long ago, she broke through to the Primordial God Realm! Li Qingzhou is looking for death!"

   "What is the grudge between the two?"

  ……

  (End of this chapter)