The Ultimate Sword Master

The green light is dense.

Purple meaning is misty.

The former is like wind and mist, seeming to exist but not exist. The latter is intertwined with thunder and light, hinting at the power of divine punishment. The intersection of blue and purple is gorgeous and magnificent.

The corner of the Xuantian world.

Seeing this scene, all the elders of Xingjian Palace were shaking with excitement, and they hurriedly called out to Pei Qingguang, who was stunned by Pei Lun.

"Palace Master! Wake up!"

"The Patriarch is back!"

"Our opportunity has come, Palace Master!"

"..."

With the call.

Pei Qingguang woke up slowly, and in his trance, he happened to see the sky quietly parting, and the blue and purple thoughts flowed together and turned into two rainbow bridges, one blue and one purple.

The end of Hongqiao.

A figure walked slowly, stepping on the green on the left and purple on the right, and came leisurely in front of everyone.

He looks middle-aged and carries his hands on his back.

He has a dignified appearance and a majestic complexion.

Dressed in a black outfit, with a long beard reaching to his chest, he has an elegant and elegant demeanor, and behind him, there are two long swords on his back!

One purple and one green.

The purple sword is surrounded by electric light, with a hint of world-destroying power. The green sword has no entity, and seems to exist but not exist. It is like a ball of blue mist, flowing endlessly, with a hidden edge.

now.

Everyone also learned the other party's name from Pei Lun's mouth.

Xinghe Sword Ancestor, Mu Xinghe!

See him show up.

Everyone, including Qianye, felt like they were facing a formidable enemy!

strictly speaking.

Whether it was the No. 1 Ferryman who suppressed Huangquan or the Lord of Sword-Suppressing City, Gu Han had never seen their true strength!

The former did not take action.

The latter was seriously injured by Patriarch Xuantian, and his strength dropped too much. He was only the second step of strength.

Mu Xinghe in front of me.

He is the only one he has ever seen who is at the peak of the third step of the Origin Realm!

Three steps of origin.

One step at a time!

The opponent is also a swordsman, and his momentum when he appears is enough to crush anyone on the field!

"oh?"

A quick glance.

Seeing so many people present and taking a look at the kneeling sculpture of Yemo, Mu Xinghe seemed a little surprised and let out a light sigh.

Boom boom boom!

The purple intention raged in the sky, the blue light burst out, and the majestic sword intention was hidden, as if everything in the world was shrouded in it!

not good!

Everyone thought he was going to take action, as if they were facing a powerful enemy!

Never thought about it.

Mu Xinghe did not take action, but looked at everyone and asked curiously: "Is this the Xuantian Territory, where is the Xuantian Sword Sect?"

Everyone was stunned.

Asking for directions?

"good."

Gu Han nodded and said calmly: "Senior, why are you here?"

"I see."

After receiving an affirmative answer, a trace of reminiscence flashed in Mu Xinghe's eyes, and he sighed quietly: "One hundred and thirty thousand years have been empty, things are different and people are not empty anymore!"

Everyone: "???"

Read poetry again?

Gu Han and the others felt their hearts move when they heard this, and secretly exchanged glances.

One hundred and thirty thousand years?

Has the other party lived for so long?

"Ancestor!"

A cry of sorrow came, but it was Pei Qingguang who had completely regained consciousness!

"oh?"

Mu Xinghe glanced at the clothes he was wearing and said thoughtfully, "But I am a junior disciple of Xingjian Palace?"

"Star Sword Palace!"

"Pei Qingguang, the seventh palace master, pays homage to the ancestor!"

With a group of Xingjian Palace elders, Pei Qingguang bowed respectfully!

"The seventh?"

Mu Xinghe sighed with emotion and lamented: "Remember when I left, I handed over Xingjian Palace to Xunyu, where are the others?"

"Report to the Patriarch!"

Pei Qingguang said hurriedly: "The second generation Palace Master wanted to follow in your footsteps, go to the right and wrong world, and forcefully break through the situation, but something went wrong and he has passed away."

"..."

Mu Xinghe was silent for a moment, and then sighed again: "The catkins follow the wind, and everyone goes their own way. Things change and people change, and everything comes to an end."

Everyone was speechless.

Even Gu Han looked weird.

Six sentences.

Three lines of poetry.

This Galaxy Sword Ancestor loves reading poetry so much?

They're all limericks!

It doesn't rhyme at all!

"Ancestor!!"

Pei Qingguang suddenly cried out in sorrow again, looked at Mu Xinghe and said sadly: "Please make the decision for me, Xingjian Palace!"

"What's wrong?"

Mu Xinghe's long beard fluttered, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said, "What happened? Who did the injuries on your body?"

Pei Qingguang was speechless.

Pei Lun looked innocent.

"Report to the Patriarch!"

"It's the Xuantian Sword Sect!"

"And this Judai Sword Head!"

"They bully people too much!"

"..."

Behind Pei Qingguang, a group of Xingjian Palace elders were all talking, telling Pei Xiaoyu to death and Gu Han's power over Xingjian Palace!

The more you listen.

Mu Xinghe's face became darker and darker, until finally, it was filled with murderous intent!

"Ancestor!"

Pei Qingguang said sadly and angrily: "You built the Star Sword Palace with your own hands, and now... I can't swallow this breath!!"

"This is unreasonable!!"

Mu Xinghe couldn't bear it anymore and became furious!

A loud shout!

The blue and purple objects on the sky suddenly exploded, causing the world to sway, as if there was a danger of overturning at any time!

Pei Qingguang was overjoyed!

"Thank you, Patriarch, for making the decision for me!"

well……

Pei Lun sighed secretly.

Suddenly I felt that everything I had done before was in vain.

brush!

Mu Xinghe's eyes flashed with blue and purple thoughts, and his gaze turned to fall on Gu Han.

"Are you the tenth generation swordsman of the Xuantian Sword Sect?"

"good."

Gu Han's face remained calm, but secretly he was ready to fight with the opponent at any time!

It's not just him.

The same is true for the rest of the people. Facing a third-step sword cultivator who has returned from the world of good and evil, they dare not be careless at all!

Mu Xinghe also ignored other people's reactions.

After looking at Gu Han a few more times, he suddenly spoke.

"excuse me!"

"What?"

Gu Han was startled when he heard this.

boom!

Before he could think about it.

The green frost sword behind Mu Xinghe suddenly flashed lightly, and a vast sword intent that dominated the world poured down instantly!

The sword is too fast!

It was so fast that Qianye and the others had no time to take action, so fast that it almost crossed time and space, and they were in front of Gu Han in an instant!

boom!

Boom!

Almost instinctively, Gu Han's body was instantly covered with a layer of dark silver armor. When he raised the black sword in his hand, the sword field around him instantly rose up. Hundreds of thousands of sword shadows flashed across the sword, and he raised his sword to meet him!

kindness?

Seeing Gu Han's black sword, a strange color suddenly flashed in Mu Xinghe's eyes!

Strange is strange.

He had no intention of holding back.

boom!

boom!

…

One is swift and fierce!

One is boundless and endless!

The swords of the two collided and exploded continuously, but they were all controlled within a very small range and did not endanger others.

This sudden confrontation came and went even faster!

It was so fast that no one reacted.

In the blink of an eye.

Both of them calmed down.

Mu Xinghe remained motionless.

Gu Han stepped back three feet, the hand holding the sword trembling slightly.

The opponent casually struck.

But he had gone all out.

far away.

Gu Tian's expression was cold, and the demonic energy on his body was rising and falling slightly. He was about to take action, but was stopped by Qianye.

"Wait and see."

"interesting."

Mu Xinghe still ignored the others, just looked at Gu Han with a look of surprise on his face, and said, "I thought you would have to retreat at least ten feet."

Gu Han didn't answer.

Slowly lifting the black sword, there was no trace of fear in his eyes.

"Do you want to continue?"