City Primordial Witch King

Chapter 855
Facing the casual cultivators who disturbed Yunmeng Pavilion this time and intended to assassinate Senior Feng, Daoist Yimeng struck harder than Elder Xu. Every time he swung his sword, he was extremely fierce. After several times, he chopped off several powerful magic weapons one after another.

When Daoist Yimeng showed his might, the casual cultivators on the opposite side were naturally miserable, and each of them intentionally avoided his direction, controlling their own flying swords to kill the weaker elders.

However, Sanxiu's intentional avoidance does not mean that Daoist Yimeng will appreciate it.

When he discovered the opponent's move, he began to actively look for Sanxiu's flying sword, and cut it off mercilessly.

The figure of Yimeng Daoist began to become active all over the field. Many times, once he found that other elders of the Dragon Transformation Realm couldn't stand it, he would take the initiative to rush over and block it for the other party.

Over time, everyone present discovered this, and the elders of Changshengtang and Xuantianguan were no exception.

"It seems that the real sword is not old!" Hall Master Yuan of Longevity Hall was the first to speak.

As a contemporary cultivator, Hall Master Yuan is actually about the same age as Daoist Yimeng, but because his cultivation level is deeper and he has reached Ruyun Realm, Hallmaster Yuan will live at least hundreds of years longer than Daoist Yimeng .

Therefore, when he said Yimeng Zhenren, it was a kind of praise from young people to old people.

Of course this is not a good word...

"Master Yuan is still so young, how dare I grow old alone?" Yimeng Zhenren replied with a smile.

It is well known that Changshengtang covets Yunmeng Pavilion. If Yunmeng Pavilion lacks Yimeng Zhenren, it may not be long before it will be annexed by Changshengtang, so Yimeng Zhenren would have such an answer.

However, Hall Master Yuan didn't care much about this answer. Anyway, his lifespan is destined to be longer than Daoist Yimeng. As long as the status quo is maintained, Yunmeng Pavilion will be dragged down sooner or later.

"The real person is too modest!" Hall Master Yuan shook his head with a smile, his eyes suddenly turned to the opponent's hand, and asked curiously: "What is the sword in the real person's hand, why have we never seen it before?"

Those present were all discerning people. Although the fight was very fierce now, everyone knew very well that the reason why Yimeng Zhenren and Elder Xu could deal with it so easily was inseparable from the sword in their hands.

Such a powerful sword, no matter who will want to know.Of course, it would be even better if you could get one by the way...

"Hall Master Yuan is interested in it?" Daoist Yimeng raised the sword in his hand, waved it over and over again to deal with the flying swords, and said with a smile: "It should be the protagonist these days, I just didn’t expect to be destroyed by these people in front of me!”

"Oh, the protagonist?" Hall Master Yuan raised his eyebrows, and soon remembered the sword test meeting in Yunmeng Pavilion.

They are all guests who were invited to participate in the "Sword Trial Conference". Before that, they never thought that such a major event as assassination would happen. If there was no such accident, the protagonist of the Sword Trial Conference should be the sword made by Yunmeng Pavilion recently. .

That is the sword in front of him, which was lifted up by Yimeng Daoist and swung at will!
"But, is this kind of sword so powerful?" Hall Master Yuan couldn't help but wonder.

Judging from the news he got, Yunmeng Pavilion has acquired this sword-forging technique for less than a month, only made one round, and has not even tried the sword a few times.

This time the conference was called "Sword Trial Conference" instead of "Sword Tasting Conference", the meaning was obvious, it was to ask them to try these swords to see if they were useful.

It's just that no one thought that the meeting would not be held, but the trial of swords had already begun.

Today's battle is the best opportunity to test the sword!
For Hall Master Yuan's doubts, Yimeng Daoist's performance gave the best answer. Just looking at his appearance just now can show how powerful this kind of sword is!

"Congratulations, Master, Yunmeng Pavilion has obtained another kind of handed down sword!" Hall Master Yuan looked serious, and solemnly cupped his hands at Yimeng Master.

"Congratulations, congratulations!" Although Daoist Yimeng was still humble, he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

For him, being able to add a powerful sword to Yunmeng Pavilion is more gratifying than leaving a cheat book for Yunmeng Pavilion.

It is also a matter of leaving a name in history, and leaving a secret book handed down from generation to generation just gives future generations something to learn.

But leaving a kind of sword can give future generations a powerful weapon, which is far more useful than a cheat book!
After all, the cheats still need to be cultivated, and as long as the weapons can be picked up and used, it will be fine.

The conversation between Daoist Yimeng and Hall Master Yuan was heard by everyone, especially the elders of Yunmeng Pavilion. At the beginning, they were not quite sure how powerful this sword was.

Although each of them had such a sword, they didn't take it out and use it. Instead, they kept using their best flying sword.

Now that they saw the leader and Elder Xu using this sword to kill everyone with great majesty, and heard the exchange between Hall Master Yuan and Master Yimeng, they were completely relieved.

So, the other Yunmengge elders took out this kind of sword one after another, imitating the way of Yimeng Daoist and Elder Xu, while chatting and laughing, they cut off the flying swords and knocked the attacking magic weapons into the air.

A very relaxed look!

The people around were envious, especially when all the elders of Yunmeng Pavilion took out such swords, their eyes towards everyone in Yunmeng Pavilion changed a little.

Hall Master Yuan and Tian Yichang couldn't help but look at each other, both of them saw a deep worry in each other's eyes.

After the elders of Yunmeng Pavilion took out their swords, the pressure on their bodies dropped suddenly, and they relaxed a lot, but their teammates - the elders of the other two factions, couldn't relax at all.

Originally, the other elders of Yunmeng Pavilion should be soft persimmons among the crowd, and they were the targets of the scattered cultivators, so a large number of attacks were directed at them.

However, when they took out that kind of sword, all the offensives of the casual cultivators were blocked, and they made no achievements, so the casual cultivators also understood that these Yunmeng Pavilion elders were no longer the soft persimmons they imagined.

Since it is not a soft persimmon, then there is no need to head-on, just find some soft persimmons.

As a result, the fire targets of the casual cultivators changed instantly and became the elders of the other two factions.

The pressure on the elders of the other two factions increased several times in an instant!
Although everyone is an expert at the Dragon Transformation Realm, there are still differences in their cultivation bases. Those elders with slightly lower cultivation bases will soon be unable to withstand this pressure, and have been injured by swords one after another.

Moments later, the wounded cries of pain followed one after another.

"Monastery Master, we can't stand it anymore!" the elder of Xuantian Temple spoke out first.

(End of this chapter)