"What a big show, I sent everyone away with just a few words, and achieved a real clearance!" Luo Feiyu looked around the empty surroundings, "I really deserve to be the legendary sword ancestor."

Jianzu's lips twitched slightly, "You boy! This is the first time I heard that my disciple would sarcastically mock his master when he knew that his master was a martial arts legend."

Luo Feiyu curled his lips, "What do you think will be like?"

Jianzu snorted coldly, "Of course, you worship first, then admire it, then blindly worship it, blindly admire it. How could anyone like you?"

"I'm so laughing." Luo Feiyu sneered, "I have never seen such a master who cheated my disciple. It would be fine if you conceal your true identity from me, but you even gave me such a hard work. Do you know how many times your disciple has experienced since he entered the world?"

The sword ancestor took back the sword in his hand, "So are you dead? Who is standing in front of me and talking to me now?"

Luo Feiyu answered the question irrelevantly: "According to me, it's better to let me change it with my senior brother and practice swords in secret. When I was born, I will be invincible in the world like now!"

The sword ancestor asked back: "Do you have the patience, in the boring and cold wind and snow, just to practice one sword day after day?"

Luo Feiyu replied angrily: "No!"

"I have become a useless person, but I have more confidence in speaking than anyone else." Jianzu sneered, "After you left over the years, I have lived so quiet, and it's still a shameless thing."

Luo Feiyu said angrily: "You!"

"Stay wherever you are cool." The sword ancestor ignored him again and came to the guardrail of Cuiyun Ding. Suddenly he held the sheathed sword in his hand horizontally and raised it in the air.

It is exactly the same as his spirit after defeating the Sword Lord on Changren Mufeng.

Or maybe they were wearing white clothes in Jiangnan and climbing a high building with a smile on their swords, using the title of making swords as the name of building an alliance.

And this time, it was announced that his return—

Even though his hair and beard are already white.

Even if he is no longer young.

Even though there was an indelible sense of aging between his eyebrows.

But it is just such a person who deserves the word "legend"!

The swordsmen from the audience raised their heads and looked at the sword ancestor, and even more so, they knelt down and bowed.

Most of the old people who experienced the events of that year were already in tears at this moment. No one would suspect that the sword that Tiandiao came from that hand that day. There was only one person in the world who could use this sword. The person who still occupies four parts of the sword energy in the world in this world was launched.

"This situation is much bigger than when I returned to Tianji Tower. So many years have passed, and I am still the guy who likes to be respected by thousands of people." Xie Wensheng shook his head helplessly.

Wang Qingfeng in front of him was a little cold.

The appearance of the Sword Ancestor made all his unscrupulous actions turn into dust, and the assassination of the emperor had failed. Can Lin Guangtang still stay out of the matter?

"What a deal, the most failed deal in history." Wang Qingfeng shook his head, "It is also the transaction with the most variables."

"It's time to see an old friend when I come back this time." The sword ancestor withdrew his sword and said aloud to the bottom.

How many people can be called "old friends" by the Sword Ancestor?

"Master." Liu Zangyue wiped away her tears, raised her hand and closed her eyes that Liu Zangfeng and Lin Huaiman had not closed, and then stabbed her nameless sword three inches into the ground. "If you are three feet closer to this sword, kill." After she left this sentence, she jumped.

Mo Wendong also slowly walked down the altar.

Soon, they all arrived at the top of Cuiyun. However, the Sword Ancestor turned his back to them, and the cold wind blew his long robe.

"It seems that the only one who dares to come up is you two." The sword ancestor took back the sword.

"These chess pieces are self-aware." Mo Wendong took out a chess piece from somewhere, played with it in his hand, and smiled faintly.

Liu Zangyue bowed her head and bowed her mouth without saying a word.

"Senior Sister." Luo Feiyu smiled at Liu Zangyue. It was obvious that Liu Zangyue's expression was quite serious, and her smile slowly faded. Instead, she turned to look at Mo Wendong, thinking about something.

"Yue'er." Jian Zu suddenly called out.

Liu Zangyue was buried lower, "The moon is here."

"There is no need to be so reserved. I just want to talk about family matters." Jianzu changed the appearance of the old naughty boy who had just scolded Luo Feiyu, and his tone was cold. "Over the years, Dong'er has been looking for your traces. Where have you been?"

Liu Zangyue replied: "Fusang."

"Fusang? It's indeed a good place. When you get there, it's equivalent to being away from the troubles of the world." Jianzu said lightly.

Liu Zangyue shook her head, "There are people's lands, and as long as there are people, where is there no trouble?"

"But you belong here. If I accept you as my disciple, you are destined to be born for the troubles of this place, rather than choose--" The sword ancestor gently paused the sword, and the entire Cuiyun top trembled, "Escape!"

Liu Zangyue did not resist, but watched a sword mark appear on his arm for no reason.

Luo Feiyu felt nervous. In his impression, his master had always been an approachable old man. Even if he was lazy in practicing swords and stealing others' alcohol, he had never beaten and scolded him.

It seems that the master did not mind Bai Yulang's departure.

"However, you returned to Junshan and helped Lao Wu to betray Xian'er Xue'er to perform your duties. I won't blame you anymore." The sword ancestor turned around and looked at Luo Feiyu, "Do you still remember the sword I taught you before you left?"

Luo Feiyu thought for a while, "No name sword technique?"

"Your senior brother has only practiced a sword technique over the years, which is the nameless sword technique. He learned a Ye Zhiqiu from it, which means a sword to break all things." The sword ancestor looked at Ling Jianqiu who had understood the sword with his eyes closed, "I wonder what you learned from it?"

"Do you still need to understand this?" Luo Feiyu scratched his head and subconsciously glanced at Liu Zangyue.

Liu Zangyue said first: "It was Zangyue who abruptly pointed out his junior brother's sword, helping him realize the master's innocence fairy kowtow. If the master wants to blame, please don't blame him, just blame Zangyue."

"The Immortal Emperor has been killed by Axian, and the road to exiled immortal has been blocked by my sword. There are no immortals in the vast world!" After hearing this, the sword ancestor looked cold and looked at Liu Zangyue.

Liu Zangyue just bowed her head and was not afraid to say much.

"Old man." Luo Feiyu suddenly said.

The sword ancestor frowned, "What's the matter?"
Chapter completed!