What the?

It wasn't until the old man appeared that everyone in the Dragon Hall was stunned. There are so many Jindan powerhouses and so many people, and they didn't even find anyone close at hand.

Yang Mucheng played with the spirit sword in his hand and said lightly: "You are the first spirit sword holder, right?"

"Yes!"

The old man nodded solemnly.

Gong Shaohai stared at the old man who suddenly appeared, and suddenly shouted:

"Hidden Sword Immortal Yang Xiu! It's actually you!"

"Who is the Hidden Sword Immortal?"

Lu Qianfeng was not Hao Tianzhou's person, he was not very clear about some of Hao Tianzhou's existence, so he couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Gong Shaohai's face was solemn, and there was a faint worry in his eyes, he didn't expect that Yang Xiu was actually the holder of the spirit sword. Hearing Lu Qianfeng's question, he hurriedly said:

"Yang Xiu is the ancestor of the Tibetan Sword Sect, eight hundred years ago in the Tianyin Mountain generation founded the Tibetan Sword Sect, according to legend, he has a total of nine hundred and ninety-nine swords, each sword is a Xuan rank. Five hundred years ago, he passed on the Tibetan Sword Sect to his disciples, and then traveled to Kyushu, and many people had long thought that he had fallen. ”

But unexpectedly, three hundred years ago, he once again became famous and reached the realm of Jindan. When he reached the realm of Jindan, he invited the Dragon Palace Ten Thousand Sword Spirit to fight, and defeated him with one move!"

Hiss~

When everyone heard Gong Shaohai's introduction, they couldn't help but gasp.

He looked at Yang Xiu again.

But it was discovered.

When they looked at Yang Xiu, their eyes were faintly tingling, and it was difficult to look directly, as if they had been pricked by needles. Everyone understands that this is a manifestation of the condensation of qi and blood to the extreme. Three hundred years ago, he had already reached the Jindan realm, so wouldn't it be the middle stage of Jindan now?

"Emperor Yang!"

Yang Xiu arched his hand at Yang Mucheng and nodded, "That's right, the old man is the holder of the spirit sword." Sixty years ago, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect invited me to enter the Sword Sect and participate in the battle for the Spirit Sword Ranking, but at that time, I felt that my strength was not enough, so I refused. I have been in retreat for thirty years, and I have comprehended the 'art of sword raising', and I have not produced a sword in these thirty years, I thought that this time my strength was enough to defeat other spirit sword holders and enter the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, but I didn't expect to meet you in the first place!"

Mencius said: I am good at cultivating the spirit of Haoran!

Yang Xiu took this as the cornerstone and comprehended the 'art of raising swords'. His sword has not been produced for thirty years, and the hidden sword qi has not been reduced, but has become sharper and sharper in the past thirty years. This sword sacrifice is definitely a shocking existence.

But he didn't expect that the first target he found was Yang Mucheng!

"Oh?"

Yang Mucheng raised his eyebrows and motioned for the other party to continue.

"Emperor Yang!"

Yang Xiu sighed, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "I've been watching it since you demonstrated the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Shocking Fingers. Twenty-four fingers are equal to twenty-four high-grade martial arts. I watched it for a long time, but I couldn't find the slightest clue. Although I have reached the middle stage of Jindan, I am not at all sure if I want to defeat you!"

As he spoke, he took out the spirit sword from his bosom and continued:

"Emperor Yang, this spirit sword is for you...... Perhaps, I will be able to raise a sword for another thirty years before I can fight you. ”

Yang Mucheng took the spirit sword, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, he didn't expect to be able to get a spirit sword so easily. However, he was still in a good mood, and he was able to obtain a spirit sword without fighting. As a result, only eight spirit swords were left in the outside world.

"Emperor Yang......" Yang Xiu arched his hand and said, "The remaining eight spirit sword holders, their strength is not below me. I'm afraid they won't admit defeat so easily, so be careful!"

"Who are the eight of them?"

Yang Mucheng asked.

"Zhao Chunqiu, the old man of the mountains, Lei Chuanming, the Heavenly Master of the Imperial Thunder, Jiang Chuhao, the real Jiang Chuhao, and the deadly scholar Lin Yiyu......"

Every time Yang Xiu burst out with a name, a burst of exclamations erupted in the hall.

These people.

or an old monster who has been hidden in the world, or a giant in the martial arts world who has been famous for a long time, or an old devil who has killed countless people...... Although their fame is no longer loud, their names carry with them a legendary experience.

No one expected that the rest of the spirit sword holders would have so many terrifying existences. But after thinking about it carefully, everyone also felt that it was normal, what the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect was looking for was the strongest person from a continent, unless they couldn't find it, otherwise they would have to find out these people even if they dug three feet into the ground.

"All of them had already accepted an invitation thirty years ago. At that time, the person who grabbed all the spirit swords was none other than the Thunder Heavenly Master Lei Chuanming. It's a pity that he was defeated on the way to the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, so he was eliminated......"

Yang Mucheng raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that on the way to the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, there would actually be another battle?

Seemingly.

The difficulty of going to the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect was many times more difficult than he imagined!

"Hahaha......"

At this moment, a loud laugh came from outside the hall. Everyone looked outside, but they saw a burly middle-aged man with sword eyebrows walking in a hurry. Before the others were there, the thunderous sound was already ringing.

"Yang Xiu, you old thing is muttering behind my back again, saying bad things about me. Thirty years ago, I was eliminated by accident, and this time I won't be defeated again!"

"He is the Thunder Heavenly Master Lei Chuanming!"

Yang Xiu said in a low voice.

But see.

Lei Chuanming walked in as if no one was around, anyway, in this spirit sword battle, only the spirit sword holder was allowed to participate in the battle, and the rest could not participate, so Lei Chuanming was not afraid of the Dragon Hall Ancestor's obstruction, and walked in with a big laugh. He glanced at Yang Xiu, and then saw Yang Mucheng, and couldn't help but feel more and more happy on his face.

"Haha, this time I'm really killing two birds with one stone!"

Lei Chuanming's eyes rolled and said, "Yang Xiu, I'll come to defeat you first and take your spirit sword." Then come and fight with this little emperor and take his spirit sword!"

Yang Xiu shook his head and said, "You are a step late, I have already given the Spirit Sword to Emperor Yang." ”

"What?"

Lei Chuanming was shocked, he glanced at Yang Mucheng in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe it. "This little emperor is only in the early stage of Jindan, you actually gave up the spirit sword on your own, could it be that he gave you some benefits?"

In Lei Chuanming's opinion.

If Yang Xiu wanted to defeat Yang Mucheng and seize his spirit sword, it was simply an easy matter. But Yang Xiu just gave the spirit sword to Yang Mucheng, which made him a little shocked. Except for what benefits Yang Mucheng used to buy Yang Xiu, there is basically no other possibility.

Yang Xiu shook his head with a smile and said, "Lei Chuanming, Emperor Yang didn't give me benefits, but I gave him the spirit sword by myself." I thought that I was not Emperor Yang's opponent, so I simply avoided the first battle......"

This time.

Lei Chuanming's smug face finally changed, and his gaze at Yang Mucheng became more and more solemn.

Even Yang Xiu, who has been cultivating sword qi for thirty years, thinks that he is not the opponent of this little emperor, how can Lei Chuanming not be surprised, how can he not be shocked. However, after a moment, he burst out laughing and said:

"That's it!"

"Then I'll come and understand the strength of this little emperor......"

(End of chapter)