When the white-haired old man appeared in front of Yang Ye, the pupils of the brute lion's eyes shrank violently, and horror quickly surged in his eyes, because he didn't even find out how this old man appeared, with this, he already understood that the other party's strength was definitely above him, but he was already ready to shoot at this time, and he had to send it.

As a result, a trace of ruthlessness appeared in the eyes of the brute lion, and the power on the huge lion's paw increased a few points.

At this moment, a sword light suddenly crossed the field, and the sword light was so fast that the brute lion who was already a spirit level powerhouse could not see it clearly, and immediately, his huge lion paw suddenly flew out with a pillar of blood, because the speed of the sword light was too fast, so after three breaths, the brute lion felt the sharp pain in his body.

"Ahh

A miserable scream resounded in the woods, and the entire huge body of the brute lion fell to the ground, looking at the white-haired old man, his huge eyes full of horror.

Yang Ye, who was behind the white-haired old man, was also shocked at this time, this brute lion is a spirit-level powerhouse, and this spirit-level powerhouse can't even hold a move in the hands of this old man, is this old man in front of him a venerable realm? Or is it the legendary emperor realm powerhouse?

The white-haired old man didn't pay attention to the brute lion, but turned to look at Yang Ye, and after looking at Yang Ye, the white-haired old man smiled, nodded, and said: "I didn't expect that the Sword Sect has been in decline for so many years, and finally a good seedling has finally come out, the sword intent is small, haha, it's really the Heavenly Immortal Sword Sect!

Hearing the white-haired old man's words, Yang Ye hesitated for a moment, and then asked softly, "Is the senior the Sword Sect Drunken Daoist senior?"

A hint of surprise flashed in the white-haired old man's eyes, then he nodded and said, "That's right, boy, how do you know that I am a drunken Taoist?"

Hearing this, Yang Ye suddenly took a deep breath, he didn't expect that the old man in front of him was really the legendary patron saint of the Sword Sect, the drunken Taoist, these three words, who doesn't know, who doesn't know?

Even more shocked than Yang Ye was the brute lion on the side, when he heard the drunken Taoist admit his identity, the horror in his huge eyes became even stronger, and at the same time, he gave up the idea of escaping, in front of this super powerhouse in the Southern Regions, he was only a spirit level, and he didn't even have the qualifications to escape!

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Yang Ye smiled bitterly, and then said: "Senior, thank you for saving your life before, but I am afraid that my predecessor still doesn't know, I am no longer a disciple of the Sword Sect!"

"Not a disciple of the Sword Sect?" The drunken Daoist frowned and said: "Boy, what are you kidding, I heard those uncompetitive guys in the Sword Sect say that someone in the Sword Sect has comprehended the sword intent, and the old Dao came from tens of thousands of miles away, the purpose is to be afraid that your kid will be eliminated by those who have bad intentions towards the Sword Sect, and now the old Dao is coming, but you say that you are not a disciple of the Sword Sect, and you treat the old Dao as a monkey?"

Hearing this, the corners of Yang Ye's mouth twitched, and said, "Senior, junior is indeed no longer a disciple of the Sword Sect" Saying that, Yang Ye once again told the matter between him and the people of the Sword Sect.

After listening to Yang Ye's words, the drunken Taoist's face sank, and after a while, the drunken Taoist shook his head and said, "Boy, you have a clear sword heart and comprehend the sword intent, needless to say, the old Taoist also knows that you must not be eating back grass." With the identity of the old Dao, the old Dao naturally would not force a person to join the Sword Sect!"

Hearing this, Yang Ye breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that the old man in front of him was the same as Su Qingshi, if he had to join the Sword Sect, then he would be really embarrassed. The Sword Sect really didn't want to join, even if it was Su Qingshi's hope, he wouldn't join. Fortunately, the old man in front of him is reasonable!

The drunken Daoist glanced at Yang Ye, and then said: "Although you are no longer a disciple of the Sword Sect now, but this time you are the Qingyun List on behalf of the Sword Sect, so you can rest assured, this time among the 100,000 mountains, the unfair treatment you have received, the old Dao will seek justice for you, just start with this spirit level beast!"

When the words fell, the drunken Taoist turned around, and he didn't see how he moved, only to see a sword light flash in the field again, and then before the spirit level brute lion could react, his head flew out. At the same time, the figure of the drunken Taoist also disappeared in place strangely.

"Boy, let's kill in these 100,000 mountains to your heart's content, it's best to get rid of that Yuan Tong of the Yuanmen and Li Xianjun of the Ghost Sect, you can rest assured, there will be no spiritual level powerhouses appearing in these 100,000 mountains!"

On the top of the mountain peak more than a thousand miles away in the Qingyun Mountain Range, the figure of the drunken Taoist suddenly appeared in the field, making the faces of everyone on the top of the mountain change in unison.

"Drunk senior?" Qing Yunzi was the first to come back to his senses, looked at the drunken Taoist, and asked in shock.

At this time, Su Qingshi and Yu Heng also came back to their senses, and the two of them saluted the drunken Taoist and said respectfully: "I've seen the drunken uncle!"

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience immediately gasped, and the white-haired old man in front of him was actually a super powerhouse in the Southern Regions, a drunken Taoist

The dry bones on the side suddenly became a little ugly, the grudge between the Sword Sect and the Ghost Sect, that is a generation, if the person in front of him makes a move on him, then what else can he do but wait for death? Escape? Don't joke, he is a strong man in the Venerable Realm, how can he escape in front of a drunken Taoist who was already in the Emperor Realm a thousand years ago?

Although it is only one order short, but this level, it is a real difference, and the gap in the middle is not something that any exercise and mystic skill can make up!

In addition to the ugly face of the dry bones, the face of the Tiger Zongyuan on the side was also extremely ugly, for the super strong man in the Southern Regions in front of him, he naturally knew, like everyone else, he didn't expect that a small Qingyun list would actually let this legendary super strong man appear, if the other party made trouble for him because of the previous matter

Thinking of this thought, Hu Zongyuan couldn't help but tremble in his heart!

The drunken Daoist ignored Qing Yunzi's question, nodded slightly at Su Qingshi, then looked at Yu Heng, and said, "You are now the Sword Elder of the Sword Sect?"

Yu Heng nodded hurriedly.

"How did you act as a sword-wielding elder?" The drunken Daoist suddenly said angrily: "Everyone else has blatantly broken the rules of the Qingyun List, but you, as the sword-wielding elder of the Sword Sect, are ignoring it on the sidelines, when did the Sword Sect reach the point of blatant bullying?"

Cold sweat flowed down Yuheng's forehead instantly, of course he didn't dare to speak back, so he could only remain silent.

The drunken Taoist shook his head and said: "The Sword Sect has indeed declined over the years, it doesn't matter if it has declined, as long as the people of the Sword Sect still have backbone and blood, then the Sword Sect still has hope, and if the people of the Sword Sect even lose these and are afraid to do things, then the Sword Sect is really finished!"

"Senior, my Xuan Beast Clan did not bully the Sword Sect" The Tiger Sect on the side was about to say something.

However, at this moment, the drunken Taoist suddenly turned his head to look at Hu Zongyuan, and shouted: "Old Dao speaks, when is it your turn to interject!"

"Smack!"

A crisp sound suddenly sounded in the field, and I saw that the Tiger Sect Yuan, in the horrified eyes of everyone, flew out directly, but at this time, the drunken Taoist had already returned to the same place

With the strength of everyone in the field, everyone had seen a scene before, that is, a red slap mark appeared on Hu Zongyuan's face

Of course, what everyone was even more shocked was the strength of the Drunken Dao people, the strong man of the Venerable Realm, he didn't even have the strength to fight back in front of him, with such strength, except for a few people in the Southern Regions, who else was his opponent? Now everyone understands one thing, that is, why the Sword Sect has fallen to this point, but it still exists, and it is still one of the six major forces!

Because the Sword Sect has this drunken Taoist here!

Qing Yunzi's face on the side was also solemn, from the previous shot of the drunken Taoist, he already knew the gap between him and the drunken Taoist, no, he was not at the same level as the white-haired old man in front of him. It should be said that in addition to the head of the Yuanmen, no one can be the opponent of the old man in front of him!

To be precise, there are probably few people in the Southern Regions who are qualified to be the opponents of the old man in front of them!

At this moment, everyone present thought so in their hearts.