The First Immortal of Ancient Times

Sword slave!

When these two words came out of Yun Xiao's mouth, the hearts of the people present were pulled hard!

Ling Chen has been Bai Wuque's sword slave for his whole life!

He had just paid back Bai Wuque a karma a few days ago, but today, Yun Xiao put this shameful identity on his head again?

For Ling Chen, there is no greater humiliation than the word "sword slave". →

"If a sword exiled immortal becomes the sword slave of another sword exiled immortal, it would really be..."

People couldn't even think of what words to use to describe the shock in their hearts.

"In the same realm, why does Yun Exiled Immortal feel so much stronger than Ling Exiled Immortal?"

They don't understand.

This is the difference between the Creation Immortal and the Divine Sky Sword Emperor.

Even the Creation Immortal who is extremely weak is above Yun Xiao!

After a period of silence, Ling Chen has not made a choice yet, and the whispers of thousands of swords piercing his heart finally shifted from Yun Xiao to Ling Chen.

"Ling Zexian is too useless."

"He treated Bai Wuque's mother like this. I told you that he is not a good guy. Why are you still licking him?"

"I have said before that the so-called demon child and strange demon sword spirit are just the rumors spread by Ling Zexian."

"He can't compare with Yun Zexian, so he resorts to such despicable means, and Yun Zexian is not afraid of rumors. This is the style of a true immortal!"

These words have always been said by people before, but they will be criticized.

Now, who dares to criticize?

I don't know when the tens of thousands of moralists buried their heads in their necks, and they all became turtles. They even smiled awkwardly and agreed with others' praise for Yun Xiao, with a distorted face.

The name of Yun Zexian resounded through the sky!

The old man with dried bones, Ku Xuan, Feng Yunshuang, etc., were like standing in the Yellow Spring River. Whether it was their faces or their eyes, they were all in a torn state. I guess their brains were confused.

This battle didn't even last 300 rounds. Yun Xiao used two consecutive swords, and Ling Chen was forced to kneel down with his ears cut off. He lost easily.

Those who supported him had bloody collapse on the spot!

"Dad, it's bad. If Ling Zexian can't bear the humiliation and commits suicide..." Ku Xuan's voice trembled.

Sword slave, lowly slave!

Even if Ling Chen is second to none and above millions of people in the future, others can laugh at him. You are just a sword slave!

Who can bear it?

"Ling Zexian didn't lose. He can still fight!" Patriarch Sikong gritted his teeth.

He was right. Ling Chen only lost his ears, not his arms. He still had the possibility of turning defeat into victory.

"Fight!"

Those sword cultivators who were unwilling to stand in defeat suppressed the panic in their hearts and shouted at Ling Chen on the stage in the most suppressed voice.

In their hearts, the supreme Ling Zexian would certainly not admit defeat and kneel down as a slave!

Even they would not accept such humiliation!

However——

When they opened their eyes wide, they saw Ling Chen bowing his head deeply...

Then, in front of everyone, he prostrated himself on the ground!

He put his forehead on the ground and said in the most respectful tone: "Sword slave Ling Chen greets the master. From now on, I am willing to hold the sword and die for the master!"

This sentence was not loud, but it suppressed all the noise and laughter in an instant.

The supporters such as the old man with dried bones and tens of thousands of defenders were petrified on the spot.

"Puff!"

Mu Xiaolong couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Don't laugh!"

Mu Dalong hurriedly covered her mouth, but he couldn't help laughing himself.

"Hahahahaha..."

For a while, millions of laughs formed a wave of humiliation, which hit the purple-robed boy on the stage one after another, torturing his heart over and over again.

"Uh."

Zhang Mu's face changed horribly, and he subconsciously retreated into the crowd and applauded with other Jianxu ancestors.

All the old ancestors around him were smiling, except for him. The pieces of flesh on his face seemed to have their own consciousness and shook in different directions.

"There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, unless there is one master and one slave!"

"Congratulations to Yun Zexian and Ling Zexian. No matter what, all the sword cultivators in my Eternal Sword Prison will continue to fight for the two Sword Exiled Immortals in the future!"

The Lord of the Heavenly Sword Prison announced at this moment, which was equivalent to the final word, announcing the end of the battle for the Immortal Sword Ranking.

His meaning was very clear. The Sword Ruins still recognized the status of the two Sword Exiled Immortals, and the master-servant relationship within you was your own business.

Although this move seemed to save Ling Chen's face, in fact, the words "There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, unless there is one master and one slave" would inevitably circulate in the Nine Prisons and become a laughing point before and after dinner.

Not to mention outsiders, even the many sword cultivators present couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

In fact... Yun Xiao was also a little surprised.

"As expected of a being who could become a great cosmic immortal in his previous life, he can really endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens." He smiled in his heart.

He can bend and stretch, and he is indeed the protagonist!

Unlike Yun Xiao, who can only stretch but not bend.

But it just so happens that Ling Chen's fortune seed is still a little short of being able to play a big role. It would be a pity to kill him now, and he has been raising him for a few days in vain.

"Aren't you afraid of raising a tiger as a threat?" Lan Xing asked.

"From the moment he knelt down, he was just a rabbit." Yun Xiao said.

Raising a tiger is indeed a threat, but raising a rabbit is just for fun.

"Stand up!"

Amid the excitement of the crowd, Yun Xiao said to Ling Chen calmly.

"...Yes!"

Ling Chen stood up with a slight tremor.

He looked deeply at Yun Xiao, without any resentment on his face, and he didn't care about the ridicule of Quan Jianxu. Instead, he said to Yun Xiao with great respect: "Master has the power to reach heaven and earth, and possesses the talents of Jiuxiao and the world. The slave was blind before and acted like a villain in vain. Please forgive me."

"Don't be lying." Yun Xiao spread his hands and said, "Give me back the sword ring."

"Yes!" Ling Chen lowered his head and used the nine-color sword soul.

When his eyes fell on the Yushen Sword, his eyes trembled.

The defeat of Yushenjian was the fundamental reason for his choice at this moment.

He took a slight breath, took off the seven Hell Demon Sword Rings, and handed them over to Yun Xiao in public.

Kaka!

Yun Xiao flicked his hand and fastened the seven Hell Demon Sword Rings to the Heaven Burying Sword Soul in a series of natural movements.

This move caused another burst of admiration.

"Sure enough, Yunbanxian's sword soul is at least the sun level!"

"No, no, no, he is embedded in seven sword rings because there are only seven sword rings. How do you know where his upper limit is?"

People laughed for a while, and the whole Sword Market seemed to have cleared away the demonic obstacles and was enjoying themselves.

Yun Xiao was very satisfied with the sensible reaction of all the sword cultivators.

When he put away the Heaven Burial Sword Soul, he raised his head and asked Ling Chen: "When did you get these sword rings?"

Ling Chen did not hesitate and said respectfully: "Yesterday afternoon."

"oh?"

Yun Xiao calculated the time and found that it was a period of time after he went to the Blood Crystal Pond.

Ling Chen did not cover up his voice.

Therefore, when these words were spoken, Zhang Mu sat down on the ground with a look of panic!

The surrounding Jianxu ancestors shook their heads and sneered at him.

"Prison Master! Yun banishes the immortal!"

Zhang Mu knelt down miserably and kowtowed frantically without saying a word.

"I heard that his brother Zhang Qian died in his hands." Ling Chen said respectfully to Yun Xiao again.

"oh?"

Yun Xiao looked at Mu Dalong.

Mu Dalong was still smiling just now, but when she heard this sentence, her delicate body trembled and she looked at Zhang Mu blankly, bloodshot eyes gradually welling up.

This news caused an uproar in the whole audience!

"Conspiracy to kill my brother?"

This is a disgusting sin anywhere!

"He killed my father? Why..." Mu Xiaolong's young eyes were full of disbelief.

But she also knew that this was absolutely true.

"Ling banished the immortal, you are unjust!" Zhang Mu cried while crawling towards him.

How disgusting it was before, how miserable it is now.

This is called retribution!

"Imprison him and interrogate him after he is found out!"

Such a scandal, the prison master of Tianjian didn't want to let it fester, so he directly put Zhang Mu on trial.

"yes!"

Several Jianxu ancestors stood up, held down the desperate Zhang Mu, and forced him down.

Zhang Mu never dreamed that he would be betrayed by Jian Banxian...

He was confused too!

Of course he knows that all this is because Yun Xiao is too strong!

Otherwise, how could Ling Banxian be turned into a dog?

"Are you okay?" the prison master asked his daughter.

Mu Dalong quietly wiped away his tears and said in a low voice: "It's okay, dad. At least the murderer has been found, and he can be given an explanation."

"I didn't expect that..." The Heavenly Sword Prisoner sighed deeply.

"Do we still need to investigate the evidence in depth?" Mu Dalong asked.

"No."

The so-called thorough investigation is just rhetoric.

This kind of thing was brought up by Ling Chen, and combined with the time when Zhang Mu took refuge with the Old Man with Bones, all fools knew that this truth was used by Bones to force Zhang Mu.

"Later, you come and kill Zhang Mu." The prison master comforted him.

"Um……"

After fourteen years, I can finally take revenge!

Mu Xiaolong has never even met his father.

How can we forget this kind of hatred?

"Dad, can you take the opportunity to uproot them?" Mu Dalong asked quietly.

Now that the opportunity is great and Zhang Mu has already been dealt with, why not go one step further and remove the Kushi family as well?

After all, who will take the lead in Yaozi's matter? Ling Chen only needs one word to convict Ku Xuan.

"He is my mentor." The prison master gritted his teeth.

"My mentor can do whatever he wants? What he wants is the sword relics, and he wants you dead." Mu Dalong said.

"Okay... but the Kushi clan is a big family in the Jianxu and has deep roots in the Jianxu. It is much more difficult to deal with them than Zhang Mu. Now... it's not the right time yet." The prison master said.

"I'm just telling you, you have always been iron-blooded, how could you care about personal affairs when it concerns Qiandai." Mu Dalong looked at the battle stage, and then asked quietly: "Dad, you mean, the battle between Lingbanxian and Lingbanxian The heart has not dissipated?"

"Just watch." The Heavenly Sword Prison Master raised his lips slightly, "In the final analysis, both of them are just geniuses, not strong men. And my master has many disciples, and now we are approaching the battle for hegemony in the Nine Hells. Just rely on one Yaozi. To eradicate them will definitely damage the vitality of Jianxu."

"That?"

"Wait a minute. They will be anxious. As long as they are anxious, they will push themselves into the abyss of eternal destruction. I don't want to bear the charge of killing the master... According to their way of playing, in order to kill a person, he must first make him smell bad. God, isn’t it?” The Heavenly Sword Prisoner smiled.

"You are saying that I will repay the other person with his own way." Mu Dalong said.