When the white-haired old man appeared in front of Yang Ye, the lion's pupils shrank violently, and his eyes quickly filled with horror, because he didn't realize how the old man appeared. Based on this, he already understood that the opponent's strength Absolutely above him, but he is already on the string at this time, so he has to send it.
As a result, there was a ruthless look in the wild lion's eyes, and the power on the huge lion's paw increased a bit.
At this moment, a sword light suddenly flashed across the field. The sword light was so fast that the savage lion, who was already a strong spiritual rank, could not see it clearly. Immediately, his huge lion paw suddenly brought a The blood column flew out. Because the speed of the sword light was too fast, it took three full breaths before the lion felt the severe pain in his body.
"what!"
A miserable scream resounded in the woods, and the entire huge body of the lion fell to the ground, looking at the white-haired old man, his huge eyes were full of horror.
Yang Ye, who was behind the white-haired old man, was also in shock at this time. This savage lion is a spiritual rank powerhouse, and this spiritual rank powerhouse can't even hold a single move in this old man's hands. Is the old man in front of him a respectable The realm? Or is it the legendary Emperor Realm powerhouse
The white-haired old man ignored the barbarian lion, but turned to look at Yang Ye, after sizing up Yang Ye, the white-haired old man smiled and nodded, saying, "I didn't expect that the sword sect has been in decline for so many years, and finally came out. A good seedling, Jianyi Xiaocheng, haha, it is the sword sect that never perishes! Let the sword sect have another genius!"
Hearing the words of the white-haired old man, Yang Ye hesitated for a while, and then asked softly, "Is the senior the drunken Taoist senior of Jianzong?"
A flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the white-haired old man, then nodded and said, "Yes, 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 patron saint of Sword Sect legend, the drunk Taoist. Who does not know these three words, who does not know? That is at least the powerhouse above the emperor realm!
Even more shocked than Yang Ye was the savage lion on the side. When he heard the drunken Taoist admit his identity, the panic in his huge eyes became even stronger, and he also gave up the idea of running for his life. In front of this southern superpower, He is a mere spiritual rank, and he is not even qualified to escape!
Suppressing the shock in his heart, Yang Ye smiled bitterly, and then said: "Senior, I thank the senior for saving my life earlier, but I am afraid that the senior does not know, I am no longer a disciple of the Sword Sect!"
"Isn't it a disciple of Jianzong?" The drunk Taoist frowned and said, "Boy, what are you kidding? I heard from the unsatisfactory guys in Jianzong that someone in Jianzong understood the meaning of the sword. Came here, the purpose is to fear that your kid will be removed by those who have bad intentions for Jianzong, and now Laodao has come, but you say you are not a disciple of Jianzong, you are playing Laodao as a monkey?"
Hearing this, Yang Ye twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Senior, this junior is indeed no longer a disciple of the Sword Sect..." With 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 mind in the sword, and you have understood the meaning of the sword, needless to say, the old Tao also knows that you must not be there. Eat the grass. As an old man, the old man will naturally 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 would be the same as Su Qingshi. If he insisted on joining the Sword Sect, he would be really embarrassed. He really doesn't want to join Jianzong, even if it is Su Qingshi's hope, he will not join. Fortunately, the old man in front of him is reasonable!
The drunk Taoist glanced at Yang Ye, and then said: "Although you are no longer a disciple of Jianzong, this time you are on behalf of Jianzong to participate in the Qingyun List, so you can rest assured that this time in the 100,000 mountains, you If you receive unfair treatment, the old Taoist will seek justice for you, let’s start with this spirit-level profound beast!”
After the words fell, the drunk Taoist turned around, but he didn't see how he moved, only to see a sword light flashing across the field again, and then the spirit-rank lion hadn't reacted, and his head flew out. At the same time, the figure of the drunken Taoist disappeared strangely.
"Boy, let's kill as much as you want in these hundred thousand mountains. It's best to kill the Yuan boy from Yuan Sect and Li Xianjun from Ghost Sect. Don't worry, you won't appear in these ten thousand spiritual rank powerhouses. It's in the mountains!"
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On the mountain more than a thousand miles away in the Qingyun Mountains, the figure of the drunk Taoist suddenly appeared in the field, causing the expressions of everyone on the top of the mountain to change.
"Drunk senior?" Qing Yunzi first came back to his senses, looked at the drunk Taoist, and asked in shock.
At this time, Su Qingshi and Yuheng also came back to their senses. The two bowed to the drunk Taoist and respectfully said: "I have seen Drunk Master!"
Seeing this scene, everyone in the field suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air. The white-haired old man in front of him was actually a super strong man in the Southern Region, a drunk Taoist...
The withered bones on the side suddenly looked a little ugly. The grievances between the Sword Sect and the Ghost Sect are generations. If this person in front of him shoots him, what else can he do other than wait for death? escape? Don't be kidding, how could he escape in front of a drunken Taoist who was already in the Sovereign Realm a thousand years ago
Although it is only one rank, but this rank is a real difference, and the gap in the middle cannot be made up by any profound skill!
In addition to the ugly face of the withered bones, Hu Zongyuan's face on the side is also extremely ugly. He naturally knows about the super strong man in the southern region in front of him. Like everyone else, he never thought that a small Qingyunbang would actually Let this legendary superpower appear, if the other party troubles him because of the previous matter...
Thinking of this thought, Hu Zongyuan couldn't help but tremble in his heart!
The drunk Taoist ignored Qing Yunzi's question, nodded slightly to Su Qingshi, then looked at Yu Heng, and said, "Are you now the sword-wielding elder of Jianzong?"
Yuheng nodded quickly.
"How did you become the sword-wielding elder?" The drunk Taoist suddenly said angrily: "Others have blatantly violated the rules of Qingyunbang, but you, as the sword-wielding elder of the Sword Sect, are not paying attention. When did Zong reach the point of blatant bullying?"
Yuheng's forehead instantly dripped with cold sweat, of course he didn't dare to talk back, he could only keep silent.
The drunk Taoist shook his head and said: "Jianzong has indeed declined over the years, and it doesn't matter if it declines, as long as the people of Jianzong still have backbone and blood, then there is still hope for Jianzong, and if the people of Jianzong have even these If you lose it and do things with fear, then the Sword Sect is really finished!"
"Senior, my mysterious beast family did not insult Jianzong..." Hu Zongyuan, who was beside him, was about to say something.
However, at this moment, the drunken Taoist suddenly turned his head to look at Hu Zongyuan, and shouted: "Old Taoist, when is it your turn to interrupt!" After the words fell, the drunken Taoist figure disappeared strangely in place.
"Snapped!"
A crisp sound suddenly sounded in the field, and I saw Hu Zongyuan, in the eyes of everyone's horrified eyes, flew out directly, but at this time, the drunk Taoist had returned to the same place...
With the strength of everyone in the field, everyone saw a scene before, that is, a red slap print appeared on Hu Zongyuan's face...
Of course, what was more shocking to everyone was the strength of the drunken Taoist. The Venerable Realm powerhouse could not even fight back in front of him. With such strength, apart from a few people in the Southern Region, who else could be his opponents? Now everyone understands one thing, that is why Jianzong has fallen to this point, but it still exists, and it is still one of the six major forces!
Because Jianzong has this drunk Taoist!
Qing Yunzi's expression 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 on the same level as the white-haired old man in front of him. It should be said that apart from the headmaster, no one in Yuanmen can be the opponent of the old man in front of him!
To be precise, there are probably not many people in the southern region who are qualified to be the opponent of the old man in front of him!
At this moment, everyone present thought so.