Urban: I have a new identity every week

With a wave of Meng Lingliu's sleeve, a jade hairpin turned into a long sword and flew out to block Elder Ye's attack.

"Elder Ye, life and death are conceited in the arena. Is it too much for you to attack my Yunxia Sword Sect disciple?"

Mengling looked at Elder Ye coldly and asked.

"Yes, Elder Ye, if you break the rules like this again, my Taiyi Sword Sect will not sit idly by."

The leader of the Taiyi Sword Sect this time is the punishment elder Zhou Jun, he said casually.

The declining Yunxia Sword Sect is no longer regarded as an opponent by the Taiyi Sword Sect, and the Yin-Yang Sword Sect is the great enemy. Therefore, the death of the promising Li Junxian is a very good thing for the Taiyi Sword Sect.

Elder Ye suppressed the anger in his heart, looked at Su Xun and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, okay, you're fine, junior, I hope you can come out alive."

"Thank you Senior Ye for your blessing. I will definitely live up to Senior's expectations." Su Xun said seriously.

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched. They had never seen Su Xun so good at killing people.

Brother, that's a saint, one finger can kill you, how many lives do you have, so arrogant.

Su Xun walked off the ring, and in the next few rounds of drawing lots, everyone who met him would voluntarily admit defeat.

In this way, he advanced to the top [-] without any pressure.

He and Zhenyaojian from the Yunxia Sword Sect were promoted. Six people from the Loose Cultivators advanced, including his friend Hua Ziyu.

Although there were only two members of the Yunxia Sword Sect who advanced to the final stage, they both shined brilliantly in the arena.

But everyone secretly felt that it was a pity, because no one knew that the two who carried the hope of the rise of the Yunxia Sword Sect might die in the secret realm.

After all, no matter how powerful the two were, they were only Taiyi Golden Immortals, unable to stop the siege of seventeen monks of the same rank.

That night, everyone came to a cliff.

Here quietly waiting for the secret to open.

"Brother Su, be careful of the Yin-Yang Sword Sect after entering."

Hua Ziyu approached Su Xun kindly and reminded him.

He is a warm-hearted person. Su Xun's sexual orientation is normal. Although he has not tried it, he can feel it.

Su Xun glanced at the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sword Sect who were ten steps away. Everyone looked at him coldly, without hiding the murderous intent in their eyes. They had obviously received an order to keep him in the secret realm.

Su Xun showed a kind smile at them, after all he is a person who likes nuclear peace.

Of course, in the eyes of the disciples of the Yin Yang Sword Sect, his smile was Chi Guoguo's provocation.

Suddenly, the aura of heaven and earth became violent, and a vortex slowly formed in the middle of the cliff.

All the meditators opened their eyes.

"Everyone enters in an orderly manner. You have seven days to look for opportunities inside. After seven days, you will be automatically teleported out." Meng Ling floated beside the vortex.

One monk after another kept entering, and when it was Su Xun's turn, Meng Ling put her heart in her throat.

Seeing that Su Xun was not blocked by the restriction and successfully entered the secret realm, she was genuinely relieved.

If Su Xun was kept out, then the Yunxia Sword Sect's finding someone to cheat would be exposed, and by then the Yunxia Sword Sect's last face would be gone.

...............

In the mysterious realm of the sword.

After everyone entered from the entrance, they were all located in a steep valley.

Seventeen disciples of the Yin Yang Sword Sect quickly surrounded Su Xun and Zhen Yaojian, the pair of sword men.

The reason why they couldn't wait was not because they couldn't wait to go forward to die, but because they were afraid that Su Xun would run away.

"We only avenge the killing of these two people, and have nothing to do with others. Please step back to avoid accidental injury."

A disciple of the Yin Yang Sword Sect shouted.

The disciples of the Taiyi Sword Sect and several casual cultivators all flew above the valley to watch the battle, but Hua Ziyu not only did not leave, but took the initiative to enter the encirclement.

"Boy, are you trying to meddle in your own business?"

A disciple of the Yin Yang Sword Sect said coldly.

Hua Ziyu smiled gently: "You say so, so be it. I like to make friends. If a friend is in trouble, if he doesn't help, is it still called a friend?"

Su Xun was really surprised, after all, he had always regarded Hua Ziyu as a wine and meat friend.

Unexpectedly, Hua Ziyu was willing to stand up and help him in such a situation where the enemy was outnumbered.

"Since you want to die with all your heart, I will fulfill you!"

Killing two is also killing, killing three is also killing, the disciples of the Yin Yang Sword Sect don't care about killing one more person.

"Don't come here! Take another step forward, and don't blame me for being rude!"

Su Xun warned with a serious face.

"Hahahaha, what a joke, do you think this is still a solo fight in the ring? Kill him!"

The disciples of the Yin Yang Sword Sect rushed forward.

Just as Hua Ziyu was about to make a move, Zhen Yaojian pulled him out of the battlefield: "Let's not make trouble."

"What?" Hua Ziyu was confused.

Seeing the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sword School rushing over, Su Xun sighed, "Why do you have to force me?"

Then, he stepped out with one step and clapped out with one palm.

boom!

A gigantic hand descended from the sky under the terrified eyes of the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sword Sect. It was so powerful that the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sword Sect were wiped out in an instant.

There was silence between heaven and earth.

Seventeen Taiyi Sword Sects were wiped out in an instant, but not a single stone was broken in the valley.

"Let's go."

Su Xun flicked his sleeve gun, looked at Zhen Yaojian and the shocked Hua Ziyu and spit out two words.

Zhen Yaojian dragged the dazed Hua Ziyu to follow Su Xun to the depths of the secret realm.

The monks on both sides of the valley were stunned.

There was no response for a long time.

There is a trance feeling of dreaming.

"Just... just die like that?"

"The seventeen Taiyi Golden Immortals were just wiped out with one palm? He...is he really Taiyi?"

"What kind of monster is this?"

"These big sects really can't be underestimated no matter how declining they are, a dead camel is bigger than a horse."

Everyone's mouth was parched, and the scene just now lingered in their minds for a long time.

The seventeen Taiyi Golden Immortals had no power to resist, and were wiped away with a palm in an instant.

It's as simple as drawing a symbol on paper, is this really the strength that a Taiyi Golden Immortal can have?

Did they cultivate a fake fairy?

On the other side, it took Hua Ziyu a long time to recover and looked at Su Xun: "What is your cultivation?"

"Gold Immortal Taiyi, why, isn't it obvious enough?" Su Xun replied confidently.

Hua Ziyu smiled bitterly: "Have you ever seen a Taiyi Golden Immortal who can destroy seventeen Taiyi Golden Immortals with one palm?"

"Yes, am I?" Su Xun replied.

Hua Ziyu was speechless, but he was sure that Su Xun was definitely not the so-called Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Most likely, they used some special method to forcibly suppress their own cultivation and enter the secret realm.

As for Su Xun's original cultivation base, it should be the peak of Daluo Jinxian, because he knew that unless his cultivation base was higher than that of Gongyang Bai, the saint would not be able to enter this secret realm no matter what means he used to suppress his cultivation base.

And saints with a higher level of cultivation than Gongyangbai have no need to come to this secret realm.

Su Xun said: "The small world is so big, there are only seven days, where are we going now?"

"Come with me, I know the most precious place here." Hua Ziyu took over the conversation, and then explained: "The elders of my family have come in."

Then Hua Ziyu flew west with Su Xun and Zhenyaojian, ignoring the precious light encountered along the way, and arrived at a palace after two days of flying.

The palace wrote "Sword God Palace".

"This is the Tomb of the Sword God." Zhen Yaojian recognized it at a glance, because Meng Ling had told him about it.

The body of the sword god is inside.

A special color flashed in Hua Ziyu's eyes: "Yes, this is the Tomb of the Sword God. The outside is full of ordinary goods, and the real good things are inside."

"You have a way to get in?" Zhen Yaojian remembered that Meng Ling said that the Tomb of the Sword God is restricted and cannot be entered, so if he meets him, don't waste time here.

Hua Ziyu didn't answer, and stepped forward to put his hand on the restriction, and then the restriction slowly dissipated.

Zhen Yaojian showed a look of shock.

Seeing this, Su Xun said, "The elder you mentioned is a blood descendant of the Sword God, right?"

He was a little surprised, this person had a dragon aura, which meant that he was a son of the royal family of the Dayin Dynasty.

But it can break the restriction of the Sword God. Could it be that the Dayin Dynasty was actually established by the descendants of the Sword God?

"That's right, I'm the descendant of the Sword God." Hua Ziyu admitted, and said to Su Xun and Zhen Yaojian: "I only want one thing after entering, and I don't want the rest."

The implication is that I hope you will not argue with me, and I will not argue with you about other things.

"Let's go in and talk about it first." Su Xun said.

Hua Ziyu nodded: "Come with me."

Su Xun and Zhen Yaojian followed him into the Sword God Palace, turned all the way, and came to a secret room with ease, as if they were going home.

It is said to be a secret room, but it is actually a hall that is hidden deeper. In the middle of the hall, there is a transparent crystal coffin floating with a sword lying inside.

"This is the Sword God's sword, very handsome."

Zhen Yaojian stepped forward and looked at the sword in the coffin.

The sword is like ruby, warm and bright red, giving people an extremely strange beauty, which makes people love it.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Hua Ziyu caressed the coffin, as if he could feel the sword through the coffin, his eyes gradually became obsessed.

Zhen Yaojian smiled: "I didn't praise you."

"It's me you're boasting about," Hua Ziyu said.

Zhen Yaojian looked confused: "What?"

"Idiot, obviously, he is the resurrected sword god Gongyang Bai." Su Xun rolled his eyes.

Zhen Yaojian was dumbfounded: "What!"

Hua Ziyu looked at Su Xun: "You are very smart."

"It's because you never thought of hiding it since you entered the Sword God Palace." Su Xun shook his head, and then said, "You are as proficient as you are at home, so you have to go home."

"Yes, after more than 1 years, I finally came back. Unfortunately, my body is useless." Hua Ziyu touched the coffin with some regret, and then shook it hard, the coffin shattered, and a ray of remnant soul came out of the coffin. The long sword next to the corpse poured into his body.

Then the breath of his whole body began to undergo earth-shaking changes, and his cultivation base continued to rise, Daluo Jinxian, early stage, late stage, peak, first-grade saint.

At the same time, his body couldn't bear the sudden surge in cultivation, and exploded, leaving only his soul.

"Is it just the first grade, anyway, it's enough for the time being." Gong Yangbai squeezed his fist, then looked at Su Xun: "Do you still remember what I said when I came in, I only take one thing? That is your body, give it to Su Xun." I."

"Gah! No way, the dignified sword god has such a heavy taste?" Zhen Yaojian looked at Gongyangbai with an exaggerated expression.

Gong Yangbai's soul was pulled out with a slap, and the Demon Suppressing Sword flew upside down, and was beaten back to its original shape.

"Fucking mud horse! Do you know how difficult it is for Lao Tzu to change form?" Zhen Yaojian's mentality exploded after returning to his original form.

This was the second time he was awakened and he was beaten back to his original shape. His whole sword was going crazy.

Su Xun looked at Gongyang Bai: "When we first met in the restaurant, you were greedy for my body."

"Yes, I can feel that your body is very special. Only in this way can I bear my soul."