Those who kill are killed, and those who want to rob things are reincarnated.

The famous Dugu Sword Saint who dominates one side on the rivers and lakes vividly told those who want to rob Ye Zhiqiu's things about the disadvantages of snatching things with his own death.

So those who had just come to the sword tomb trembled in their hearts, knowing that this river and lake had changed since then.

"The Sword Saint has been dominant in the rivers and lakes for decades, and almost no one on the rivers and lakes is his opponent, who is this one, how can he kill the Sword Saint like killing a chicken?"

The people who were able to come to the scene for the first time were all masters of the sword in the martial arts, and they had just come to the side of the sword grave, ready to watch the sword saint fight with this existence holding the world's first sword, and found that the sword saint's breath had disappeared.

Obviously, Juggernaut is dead.

"This person, I seem to have seen it in the forbidden land of our Sword Sect?"

The person who spoke was Jian Hui, the head of the Sword Sect, and he looked at Ye Zhiqiu, who was standing indifferently on the sword tomb, and always felt that this person was very familiar.

Next to him, there was a young man, it was Jian Hui's son Po Jun, who listened to his father say such things, thought about it, and shouted loudly: "Dad, not bad, our disciples of the Sword Sect have to kowtow to a statue from the first day they entered the Sword Sect, and that statue looks like this!"

"Could it be that he has some connection with the founder of my Sword Sect?"

Jian Hui also remembered this rule, it is rumored that the founder of the Sword Sect is the Great Sword Master, and the rule established by the Great Sword Master is that in the future, the disciples of the Sword Sect will have to kowtow to a statue, and they must tell the statue about their comprehension of swordsmanship and kendo.

"How many generations have you been a grandson of the wind?"

Ye Zhiqiu's figure appeared in front of Jian Hui, looking at this Sword Sect head with interest.

Speaking of which, this guy should be regarded as his apprentice, and that young man is none other than Broken Army, an extremely tragic and stupid guy.

"I don't know the name of my predecessors, but I am in charge of the Sword Sect. Also, I don't know what the predecessor said about the wind, which predecessor is it, and what is the relationship with my Sword Sect?"

When Ye Zhiqiu came over, Jian Hui found that his sword dao was almost suppressed and could not be used, and he immediately understood that this existence in front of him was really a very terrifying guy, so he immediately lowered his identity and saluted as a junior.

"Feng is my disciple, he was also the patriarch of the Wind Clan back then, his kendo talent is extremely high, even more than me, after I taught him swordsmanship, he was better than the blue, and later created a sect, called the Sword Sect, and he was also respected by later generations as the Great Sword Master. ”

Ye Zhiqiu opened his mouth slowly.

The words he said made Jian Hui think that he had heard it wrong.

Not only Jian Hui, many of the swordsmen present around were stunned when they heard Ye Zhiqiu say such words, if they hadn't laughed when they saw that the head of the Sword Sect hadn't laughed, they would have already started laughing.

"The Sword of Time is extremely terrifying, the apprentice of the year is no longer alive, but I still live forever, and I don't know how many old friends will be in this world in the next thousand years. ”

Ye Zhiqiu moved slightly, the sword realm in his hand appeared strange, and between the many sword intents rushing, all the sword intents of everyone present were restrained.

Everyone in the audience suddenly broke into a cold sweat and didn't dare to laugh anymore.

They could feel that in the face of this antique who was suspected to have lived for thousands of years, once they made a move, it would not be easy for them to die, and even if they made a move, their martial arts were restrained by the invisible sword intent around them.

"Ancestor, you are still alive, and your disciples and grandchildren have visited your ancestors. ”

When everyone present seemed to be frozen in place and didn't know what to say, Jian Hui's son Pojun immediately knelt down and said an old ancestor to Ye Zhiqiu, that kind of joy and happiness added with respect, so that Ye Zhiqiu almost thought that this guy was really a good bird.

But from the original book, Ye Zhiqiu knew that Jian Hui's son Pojun was not a good bird, this guy was brutal by nature, hurting people for pleasure, and in the early years, he fought with the "nameless" for the secret skill of the Sword Sect "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect" and formed a hatred, first poisoned the nameless wife, in order to defeat the nameless, and exchanged Yan Ying for the atheistic religion "Kill the Wolf", and returned to the Central Plains after twenty years, in order to win the nameless, he successively killed the nameless friend, and severely injured the nameless first servant of the Dragon King of the Seven Seas, and even persecuted the nameless disciple Jian Chen, with "Sacrifice Heart Seal" made his mind gradually turn evil, a typical villain's minions, not even a big boss.

Of course, today's Pojun is still a teenager, his father is still alive, and his status is still good.

As the son of the head of a great faction that has been inherited for thousands of years, Po Jun can almost walk sideways on the rivers and lakes, and it is no wonder that his heart is not strong, arrogant and presumptuous, and even ignores everything.

"You're a bit clever and clever. ”

Ye Zhiqiu looked at Po Jun who was kneeling on the ground, his heart moved, he stroked the head of Po Jun with his hand, added an extra magic power to his memory, and deleted some memories of violent destruction.

This is the power of the Soul Technique.

"Senpai!"

Jian Hui on the side didn't care about Ye Zhiqiu's seniority, lest this terrifying master would attack his son.

"Your son, his temperament is unstable, it is inevitable that he will cause trouble, I passed on his sword of great compassion, only the ultimate compassion can bring the power of this sword technique to the extreme, as for the rest, he doesn't need to learn more, it is enough to learn this sword technique. ”

Ye Zhiqiu opened his mouth and said.

"Thank you, seniors. ”

Jian Hui was overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed to Ye Zhiqiu.

As a father, he didn't know his son's temper, but he saw that although his son was a little stubborn, it was just some small problems, so he didn't restrain him much, no matter how he said it, this is still a child, don't be so demanding of children, he will always learn well.

But now that this senior has made a move, he has no other way but to accept it.

That's fine!

He was about to say a few more words of thanks, when not far away, a peerless beauty dressed in white flew from the sky and landed in front of Ye Zhiqiu.

"You've finally reappeared, and you've been gone for hundreds of years. ”

It was Bai Suzhen who spoke, she looked at Ye Zhiqiu who was standing not far away, and her eyes seemed to be a little resentful.

"Where have you been all these years? I can't find you no matter how I look for you!"

Bai Suzhen walked in front of everyone, and she had a momentum to sweep everyone away. She looked at Ye Zhiqiu carefully, as if she wanted to see something.

"It's very happy to be able to see the old people, what, how have you been all these years?"

Ye Zhiqiu came to Bai Suzhen's front and looked at her carefully, this former girl is now hundreds of years old, but her skin is still blown, and her figure is extremely good.

"How can it be good if I don't see you?"

Bai Suzhen's words were soft, but there seemed to be some resentment in them.

“......”

"Immortality is suffering, there are many people in this world, but they are not Taoist friends, how to spend the long years?"

“......”

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