I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

Immediately, Pan Miao kowtowed and said gratefully, "Thank you for not killing me, thank you for not killing me!"

"Okay, let's go back quickly."

Ye Nan waved his hand, he didn't want to look at him anymore.

Turning around, Di Long solemnly gave Tang Yingruo a big gift, and said with a smile:
"Sovereign Tang, your junior brother is generous and righteous, and the prime minister can pull a boat in his belly... You are really a dragon and a phoenix among people. I admire you so much. If there is a chance in the future, the suzerain of my sect will definitely pay a visit..."

He just apologized to Ye Nan, but it was just for Tang Yingruo to see.

After all, whoever his disciple provoked, he must apologize to whom first, and his purpose is to give Tang Yingruo an explanation.

Tang Yingruo also felt extremely speechless when she heard the words.

I don't have the same knowledge as you, so you are afraid of being like that, do you want to apologize to the younger brother?
Even though she thought so, she didn't show her emotions, she just waved her hands and said calmly: "Okay, you guys go back."

"Thank you Tang Sect Master, there will be a time later."

Di Long left a word and hurriedly led Pan Miao away.

They left in a hurry, as if they were afraid that Tang Yingruo would repent.

After Dillon left, everyone in the arena immediately started whispering to each other.

"Hey, why am I not Ye Nan, I can stand out in that way."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I just blame him for being reincarnated so well that he became Tang Yingruo's younger brother. Who can be blamed?"

"Oh, yes, envy is useless."

"..."

For a moment, everyone cast envious glances at Ye Nan.

They can't wait to become Ye Nan, maybe not Ye Nan, as long as they become Tang Yingruo's junior.

In this case, whoever sees him in the future will have to bow his proud head and respect him.

"Oh, people are better than others, it's so pissing off!"

Someone suddenly let out a long sigh, envy mixed with hatred.

It was only because of Tang Yingruo's deterrent power that someone in a high position like Elder Di was willing to apologize to Ye Nan.

In a word, if Ye Nan is not Tang Yingruo's junior, then he is nothing.

Everyone present was also very aware of this, but no one dared to point it out, they were just jealous in their hearts.

Anger suddenly asked: "Sect Master Tang, what kind of sword technique is this?"

In fact, just now when Tang Yingruo slashed out with a sword and defeated Pan Miao like a dead man, he already felt something was wrong.

As an all-powerful master 300 years ago, he has never seen this kind of swordsmanship.

"Sword of Destiny."

Tang Yingruo opened her mouth generously, without concealing it at all.

For her, if this discussion of swords can shock the crowd, it will definitely be of great help to Yi Jianzong's reputation.

"What a Destiny swordsmanship, amazing! Awesome!"

Angrily slapped his thigh, his face was flushed, and he said: "Dare to ask this sword technique, but it was passed down by the founder of the noble sect?"

There used to be rumors that the founder of Yi Jianzong was a child of a poor family.

However, he has a large collection of books at home and likes to read.

Thanks to this, he has read a lot of books and knows many strange things. He has shown talents different from ordinary people since he was a child, and his behavior is also very different from ordinary people.

This made the neighbors and folks give him a title: neuropathy.

But it was such a person who found the Zhuxian Sword during a certain adventure in a secret realm after he became an adult.

Afterwards, by some means, he forcibly subdued the pressure of the rolling sword in the Zhuxian Sword, thus sweeping across the mainland and competing in the Central Plains.

At that time, the land of the Central Plains was called Yingzhou Continent. Under his competition, the royal family of Yingzhou was in jeopardy, and hundreds of millions of monks were ordered to join the battle.

The corpses of that battle were everywhere, blood flowed into rivers, there were rotting corpses on the road, and dead bones on the road.

Under the fierce battle, the patriarch actually split the land of the Central Plains into five continents with one sword, so tyrannical.

It's a pity that this patriarch is strong enough.

However, facing the siege of all the people in the entire Yingzhou Continent, coupled with the favor of the royal family and the luck of the world, he will inevitably be defeated with two fists and four hands, and eventually loses.

But the royal family wanted to win him, which was tantamount to nonsense.

In the end, the two sides negotiated a peace, drew the boundaries, and renamed the five continents as Central Plains, Donghuang, and Xizhou... Let this patriarch come to Donghuang, allow the establishment of a mountain gate, and accept disciples to pass on from generation to generation.

but.

Many people want to find out his sword technique that split the continent of Yingzhou into five pieces, even if they want to learn a little bit.

However, this patriarch sealed the Zhuxian sword and kept his name incognito since then, unwilling to get involved in the trivial matters of the world until he passed away.

"The founder of the mountain?"

Tang Yingruo couldn't help but shake her head after hearing Nubei's words.

I once heard all the Dharma kings in the sect say that the Founding Patriarch is so tyrannical, that he is a once-in-a-thousand-year strong man.

But this sword was not handed down by him.

"Senior Anger, this sword is not passed down by the founding patriarch, but by the sword fairy in my sect."

what!
Isn't it?

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar all around!
Everyone was stunned.

The founder of Yi Jianzong is strong enough, but this sword is not his, but that sword fairy?

"Don't be surprised, I actually learned this sword secretly. Although I worked hard, I only learned a little..."

Tang Yingruo suddenly added.

hiss!
hiss!
hiss!
As soon as the words fell, there was an endless stream of gasps in the field.

It's already so strong just on the surface, so if you learn three to five points, wouldn't it be terrifying to the extreme?

"I can see this point. Your sword is only superficial, and it has already made me terrified. That's why I think this sword was passed down by the founder of the noble sect."

Heaved a long sigh of anger and grief, and said again: "Now that you say you are not the founder of the mountain, that means that the sword fairy is stronger than the founder of the noble sect?"

"what!"

"Better...better than their founder?!"

Countless powerhouses present were dumbfounded as if struck by a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

Unbelievable!
I thought that the founder of Yi Jianzong was terrifying enough, but never expected that this sword fairy is even more terrifying than him?
God, what kind of world is this!

"Yes, he is indeed stronger than our founder."

Tang Yingruo opened her mouth lightly, but she stopped talking at this point, and didn't go any further.

She knew better than anyone else that that expert was a strong man who had lived from ancient times to the present, no matter how strong the Founding Patriarch was, he was just a junior in front of him.

In fact, Tang Yingruo had an intuition from the fact that every time that expert appeared, a thin layer of clouds covered his body and face.

This tall man may be very old, his face is wrinkled, and he is getting old... That's why he covered his face to prevent the world from seeing his old appearance.