The Ultimate Sword Master

A corner of the Xuantian world.

In a dilapidated small courtyard that almost no one cared about, an old man with few hair and few teeth, who was too old to be true, was squatting at the base of the wall and taking a nap. He seemed to be aware of the movement outside and raised his eyelids to take a look. , a hint of relief flashed in his turbid eyes.

"Okay...okay."

Turning his eyes, he looked at the two tombs in the courtyard... to be precise, the two small flowers, one purple and one white, swaying in the wind on the tombs. He sighed softly, his voice inaudible.

"After so many years, how come you two..."

boom!

Before he finished speaking, another thunder boom resounded through the sky and fell in the small courtyard. The two little flowers trembled slightly in shock, and they shrank together as if they were alive. There were more flowers in the stamens. A few drops of crystal clear liquid!

The old man looked shocked!

He suddenly stood up, with a fierce and fierce momentum, and there were violent sword intentions hidden in his thin and dry body. How could he still look a little bit old and frail from before?

One step came to the tomb!

He stopped and looked at it for a long time and suddenly laughed!

"Okay, okay..."

"The true spirits are reunited...the return is just around the corner..."

…

What happened in the courtyard.

Of course no one knows.

In other words, under Yuan Zhengyang's deliberate instructions over the years, except for the occasional fat man, dog, and sapling who came back to enjoy the autumn breeze in the small courtyard, few people disturbed the old man's purity.

Thunder breaks out in the sky again!

The power of the Zixiao Divine Thunder has reached its peak, and the sword light has changed from the previous spring breeze to rain and has become violent!

boom!

boom!

…

After another nine collisions, the thunder light in the sky converged and suddenly disappeared without a trace. The aura of the slim figure holding the sword suddenly surged, and it stopped at the peak of the third step of the Origin Realm. Come down!

"It's done!"

Xuantian's sword cultivators laughed and were extremely happy.

A ray of sword light, like a swimming dragon, quietly crossed the sky, transformed into the figure of a young woman, and landed in front of Yuan Zhengyang and the others.

"Meet the Master!"

"Meet Elder Pei and Elder Dugu!"

The woman is more than twenty years younger, with a dashing appearance. Although her skin color is slightly darker, she is extremely beautiful. She holds a dark blue sword in her hand. There is a trace of her original aura flowing around her body, and there is a faint hint of a strange elf in her eyebrows.

"Si Niang did a good job."

Dugu Chun seemed to like this woman particularly, and he was full of praise in his words: "Solid foundation, steady progress, immortality can be expected..."

"It's true!"

Pei Lun interrupted him and said with a smile: "If you take another half step forward, even the old men like the sect leader will not be your opponents."

Si Niang frowned.

Maybe she was born with a conflict, maybe she was influenced by her master, but she really couldn't like Pei Lun, a squinty-eyed, stinky fox...

Seeing her break through successfully.

Everyone came to congratulate him one after another. Even Lao Gou, who was at the back of the group, felt proud and proud. After all, although he was a Gou, he was hampered by Gu Han's power, and he had been protecting Siniang for a thousand years. Do your best.

Si Niang was not very happy.

Looking left and right, I found that the person I wanted to see the most was not there, which made me feel a little discouraged.

"Master didn't come..."

Thousands of years ago.

Not long after she and Gu Han parted ways, she unexpectedly met Tangtang who was traveling. She was deeply impressed by his peerless grace, and was even accepted as a disciple by Tangtang and brought back to the Xuantian Sword Sect.

For thousands of years.

Luo Siniang's name gradually became known to the world, and she gradually emerged and stood out among the younger generation.

Just a thousand years.

She has grown from a mortal with no cultivation to a third-step master of the Origin Realm. She has been called the proud daughter of heaven and the appearance of a monster. She has attracted the attention of the world and is admired by thousands of people.

Can……

But she understood.

Her achievements were nothing compared to Tangtang's. Even as her cultivation level continued to improve, she could no longer see Tangtang's shadow.

"well……"

Thinking of this, she felt a little annoyed. She always felt that she should notify Tangtang in advance of this breakthrough, which at least proved that she had not slacked off in her practice over the years...

Just thought of this.

Suddenly, a stream of azure light flashed across the sky. The sword's intention was vast in the streamer, and it had the power to annihilate all the ways. In just the blink of an eye, it hung in front of her and turned into a long azure sword!

Su Yuan Sword!

Everyone recognized it at a glance!

"Not bad, not bad!"

Suyuan Sword trembled slightly, but Sword Spirit's voice was still soft and waxy, but pretended to be old-fashioned, saying: "Siniang, your hard work has been seen by your master. You are very good. Keep up the good work..."

Everyone couldn't help but laugh.

On the other hand, Siniang looked delighted and asked hurriedly: "Has Master seen it? Where is she? I haven't seen her for a long time..."

"I've always been there."

A clear voice sounded, and the void trembled. A woman wearing a white dress, with a charming face and peerless grace slowly walked over.

"Tangtang!"

Su Yuan's sword trembled and flew back to the woman's side.

"Greetings, Sword Head!"

The moment they saw the woman, many sword cultivators, including Yuan Zhengyang, bowed deeply.

Even Perun.

He also saluted reluctantly, and by the way... rolled his eyes, of course it was as if he hadn't.

"Amazing, amazing!"

Dugu Chun stood up and looked in admiration at the beautiful and graceful female swordsman in front of him.

Tangtang's cultivation has not changed.

When Gu Han left, she was at the third step of the origin, and she is still at the third step of the origin now.

But...

Instinct told him that as long as Tangtang wanted, she could enter the realm of Hengdao with just a thought, and kill him, a Hengdi strongman, with a sword!

Thousand years.

He no longer knew nothing about Xuantian Sword Sect. He thought to himself that after counting all the sword masters of the past generations, only Gu Han... could definitely beat Tangtang!

"Master!!"

Compared to him, Si Niang didn't think so much. Seeing Tangtang, who was both a master and an idol, appear, she was excited with a little trepidation.

"You... did you see it?"

"I saw it."

Tangtang smiled and encouraged: "You did a good job, much better than I expected, and I am also relieved to hand it over to you."

Si Niang was stunned.

Her heart suddenly ached!

Tangtang had always been very strict when teaching her in the past. She rarely heard such encouraging words as today.

"Master... eh?"

Just as she was touched, she suddenly realized something was wrong. Recalling Tangtang's previous words, she asked in confusion: "Master, you said... leave it to me?"

The others were also confused.

On the contrary, Yuan Zhengyang, Pei Lun, and even Old Sun and Old Wei understood the deep meaning of Tangtang's words.

"Girl."

Yuan Zhengyang's face was complicated, and he sighed: "Have you decided?"

"Yes."

Tangtang smiled, and a trace of relief flashed in his eyes: "I have waited for this day for more than a thousand years."

While speaking.

She took out a dark green sword talisman and gently handed it to Si Niang.

"From today on."

"You are the twelfth generation sword master of Xuantian Sword Sect."