The invincible sword fairy of the beautiful president

Chapter 757 The suzerain is not in the sect

Chapter 757 The suzerain is not in the sect
Leaving the spiritual source space of Xianjianzong, Zhan Ang did not immediately go to Qingshan to look for Ye Tian, ​​but stood quietly outside the exit of the spiritual source space, looking up at the blue clouds above the sky.

He has never felt that the sky of the earth is so beautiful. When he closes his eyes, he even feels that he has transformed into a bird, soaring freely in the sky.

He opened his arms and took a deep breath of fresh air.

"I've never felt this way before. The air on Earth is so fresh." Zhan Ang raised his head to the sky and roared, with a hint of relief on his face.

He can feel his own transformation, he has improved not only his swordsmanship, but also his state of mind.

Now, he feels like he can do anything.

He is an existence that even the Dao of Heaven dare not provoke!

The corner of Zhan Ang's mouth raised slightly, and the spell in his hand changed, and a sword finger pointed towards the location of Qingshan.

The aura in his body has not been activated, but the flying sword under his feet is flying towards the location of Qingshan.

This feeling is really amazing.

In his eyes, everything in this world seems to have turned into a sword, and everything in the world must obey his orders.

He seems to have become the overlord of all things in this world. As long as he gives orders, nothing in this world can resist him.

"sword!"

Zhan Ang stopped suddenly, pointed at the sky, and the place he pointed was a forest.

Under his finger, the entire mountain forest was in turmoil!
Whoa!

Large pieces of leaves were flying all over the sky, and as the trees swayed, the leaves swept towards the location in the sky.

In an instant, these leaves seemed to be guided by something, and began to condense in Zhan Ang's hands.

A moment later, the leaves all over the sky disappeared, replaced by the emerald green long sword in Zhan Ang's hand.

The whole body of this long sword is emerald green, and there is no trace of impurities on it, as if it is a gift from the green elf to this time.

However, this long sword is not at all like the sword of life. The whole sword gives people an extremely sharp feeling, as if it can cut through everything in this world.

Zhan Ang looked at the long sword in his hand indifferently, then glanced at the forest that had been completely turned into wasteland, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and continued to gallop towards the green hill.

"Is this the power of the supreme swordsmanship..." Although Zhan Ang was calm in his heart, he still couldn't help being a little excited when he recalled what he had done just now.

He has never felt this way before, and he has never thought that the way of the sword can be used like this. It is just a matter of a whim, and he can have such power.

It was really hard for him to imagine, if his finger pointed at Qingshan, what kind of scene would it be like?
Perhaps, the whole green mountain will turn into another long sword in his hand?
Thinking of this, the smile on Zhan Ang's face became more and more real.

What he laughed at was not only his strength, but also Ye Tian's ignorance, the ignorance of those monks.

However, he still felt a little grateful in his heart.

If it wasn't for the way of swordsmanship on the stele that allowed him to comprehend and open this door for him, how could he have the strength he has today?
The ultimate kendo, this is the ultimate kendo!

Zhan Ang made up his mind that if he was lucky enough to meet the power of the stele that created it in the future, he must kneel down and thank him.

But after thinking about it, Zhan Ang smiled wryly again and shook his head.

The way of swordsmanship on this stele is so vast, how could the power that created this stele be still on earth?

Zhan Ang felt that his thoughts were a little funny, and while thinking, his figure had already appeared on the top of Qingshan Mountain.

Looking at the peaceful green hills, the scene of being cut off by Ye Tian's sword that day reappeared in Zhan Ang's mind.

However, the calmness on his face did not change, it was still the same as before.

"Ye Tian, ​​show up and die." Zhan Ang said lightly, and while the spiritual energy in his body was mobilizing, his voice was like rolling thunder, and it diffused towards Qingshan.

In just a few breaths, several monks have appeared on the green hill.

"The suzerain is not in the sect. If you want to find the clan, go overseas." Wang Chaochen stood in emptiness, looking at Zhan Ang who appeared in front of him, feeling vigilant.

Because, on Zhan Ang's body, he felt the feeling that Ye Tian gave him when he first saw Ye Tian.

Just like Ye Tian, ​​he seems to be integrated with this world.

This feeling was so real that it even gave him the illusion that Zhan Ang was Ye Tian!

"Not here? I'm afraid he didn't dare to come out to see me after knowing my cultivation?" Zhan Ang frowned, but then smiled, "Yes, with my current strength, how dare he show up? To die? Blame me for being naive."

"Master is indeed not here. He has already gone to retreat overseas, and we don't know where he is." Ye Fei said.

He also felt the breath on Zhan Ang's body that was very close to Ye Tian, ​​but this breath was only a little close to Ye Tian when he first met Ye Tian. Later, Ye Tian's breath had become the same as the breath on Zhan Ang's body now. Totally different.

Even compared to the Ye Tian that Ye Fei saw at first, Zhan Ang's body only has a trace of aura similar to Ye Tian.

Judging from this feeling, Zhan Ang should have comprehended the same thing as Ye Tian in the way of the sword.

Based on this alone, Zhan Ang is no longer something that the current Shenglong can fight against.

"It seems that the kid really hid somewhere and shrank up. It's okay. I'll look for him first, and then I'll collect your sacred dragon's spiritual source space. After all, if I use my current strength to attack here, that's great!" Most of the spiritual source space will be destroyed by me."

Zhan Ang's voice was still echoing above the green hill, but the figure had already disappeared.

"This person has the same aura as the master, so the master will not be in any danger?" Wang Chaochen frowned and thought.

"Brother, I'm worrying too much. How can this person's cultivation level be compared with Master's? With Master's current state, it is likely that this person's life can be killed with just one finger of the sword." Ye Fei laughed.

Zhan Ang's body does have the same aura as Ye Tian's.

However, Zhan Ang's strength is increasing, so is Ye Tian standing still?

Ye Tian is the most talented person in Ye Fei's impression, and now he has devoted himself to the state of retreat, not only his cultivation is increasing, but also his swordsmanship is also increasing.

Several months have passed in the blink of an eye, and Ye Fei no longer dares to imagine Ye Tian's strength.

"That's right, this person's aura is only similar to the original state of the master, so how could he be the opponent of the current master? I was too worried." Wang Chaochen smiled and shook his head, laughing at himself.

"By the way, senior brother, should we go to the master and look at his old man, I have almost finished studying the talismans in my cave, or you old man can go to the teacher's wife to give me a good word and ask her to borrow the Zhuxian talisman. I play?"

Ye Fei's voice is still echoing, but he can't see anyone in this world...

(End of this chapter)

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