The Ultimate Sword Master

A moment!

The farmer straightened his back!

He has broad bones and is extremely tall, at least nine feet tall. At this moment, he stands up straight. His old age has gone away and turned into an invisible pressure. His eyes, which have always been squinted, are completely opened, and his eyes are full of energy. The turbidity is no longer, replaced by a ray of stunning light!

"What did you say?"

Staring at Luo Wushuang, there seemed to be unforgettable hatred in his voice, and there seemed to be endless resentment. In the hatred and resentment, there seemed to be a trace of fear and unwillingness that even he himself was not aware of.

"Whose son is he?"

"Su Yun."

Luo Wushuang's expression remained unchanged, and he responded with a smile.

"good……"

"good!"

"OK!"

The old man suddenly let out a hearty laugh. There seemed to be some great power contained in the laughter, which turned into an invisible wave and spread.

Visible to the naked eye.

In the crops in the field behind him, circles of dark lines appeared on the green leaves. Under the interlacing lines, they faintly turned into twisted and painful faces one after another, thick and thick. One count, more than one trillion?

As his temperament changed drastically.

The farmland that used to be peaceful and tranquil now looks sinister and weird!

"interesting."

The milky-white cyclone in the center of the star map trembled slightly, turning into a magnificent and supreme force, blocking the fluctuation on the farmer's body. Luo Wushuang glanced at the field behind him, feeling a little emotional.

"You said your hands were bloody."

"You said you sincerely repented and atone for your sins."

"But you used the Dao Domain as your farm and trillions of living souls as your seeds. You imprisoned them here for several epochs, tortured them day and night, and repeatedly destroyed them..."

Speaking of which.

He looked at the old farmer, half-smiling but not smiling, and said in a slightly mocking tone: "Is this your way of atonement and repentance?"

"snort!"

After seeing the real details, the old farmer seemed too lazy to pretend any longer and did not explain. He sneered, his tone and voice completely different from before.

"Repent? Atonement?"

"If Su Yun hadn't disrupted the situation, we and other people of destiny would have occupied the Great Chaos Realm long ago, and we should have entered the realm of boundless Dao. We could even destroy the ancestors in one fell swoop and dominate the nothingness!"

"By then..."

Speaking of which.

He slowly spread his arms and said in a deep voice: "The top and bottom of this chaos, the void inside and outside, are all ours! How can a mere trillions of creatures be qualified for me to take another look?"

Luo Wushuang smiled with emotion: "It's easy to change a country, but it's hard to change one's nature."

"What do you know!"

The old farmer glanced behind him and said: "You have no idea what we went through back then. Without these trillions of creatures accompanying me day and night, how could the hatred, resentment and unwillingness in my heart be relieved?"

"And you."

Looking at Luo Wushuang, he changed the topic, with a question in his tone: "If you had said earlier that this mission was for Su Yun's son, I would have agreed to it, so why do you need to do this?"

He was very dissatisfied.

Unsatisfied that Luo Wushuang deliberately concealed Gu Han's identity in advance, he instead used threats and coercion to make him submit.

"Because they are two different things."

Luo Wushuang smiled and said, "I'm not here to cooperate with you. I just need you...to obey absolutely."

"alright."

"The mission has been assigned. I hope you will not disappoint me or disgrace your status as the first-generation Chosen One."

Finished.

He seemed to have no interest in staying any longer, his robes moved slightly, as if he was walking on the wind, and he turned around and left.

Look at his back.

The old farmer's eyes flashed, and an unprecedented bold idea suddenly came to his mind!

He could tell.

Luo Wushuang's own strength is actually very weak, so weak that he doesn't even have the Pseudo-Dao Realm. He can restrain him only because of the cyclone that symbolizes the source of the Chosen One!

He wants to try it!

If Luo Wushuang is killed, can he be completely freed from control?

The thought passed away.

He didn't take action in the end.

He doesn't dare to gamble!

At this time, Luo Wushuang paused, suddenly turned around and smiled: "If you had taken action just now, I may not have done anything, but you would have died with a high probability."

"Don't worry."

The old farmer didn't answer at all, but simply said: "The world has long forgotten the power of the first generation of Chosen Ones. This time, I will make them remember it thoroughly, and then it will be engraved in their bones, and they will never forget it even after they die!"

"That's good."

Luo Wushuang smiled, swayed, and completely disappeared from his sight.

…

It’s a long road.

Luo Wushuang did not return along the original route, but wandered among the many floating islands as if strolling in a leisurely garden. Although his eyes were calm, there was an unprecedented wave of excitement in his heart.

"Gu Han..."

Although he had made a lot of preparations for this old enemy who was about to return, and had said that he would win in front of Mu Qingxuan more than once, he was never really sure of victory!

He believes it.

The same goes for Gu Han. On the surface he is full of nonsense, but deep down he is more vain than anyone else!

"Quick! Fellow Taoists from the Sky Bat Clan have blocked him! They're not far away!"

"Hurry up and chase!"

"Senior Youyou has a very close personal relationship with our ancestor, but now he... Humph! This bitch from the lower realm is so courageous that he dares to loot the Yuyou clan. He simply doesn't take us seriously!"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"Catch him! Kill him directly! Get the Mayfly Clan's things!"

"..."

Just thinking about it.

A burst of shouting and cursing suddenly sounded from the floating island not far away.

Then.

Dozens of figures broke through the air, the immortal auras on their bodies connected together, and rushed past Luo Wushuang without any scruples and with arrogance.

Among the dozens of figures.

Most of them were short and had low cultivation. They had a pair of transparent wings on their backs, but they were from the Mayfly Clan.

The remaining seven or eight people were all human.

The lowest cultivation was Heng Wu, and the highest was a middle-aged man of Heng Jiu!

He looked back at Luo Wushuang.

His tone was full of questioning, cold and icy: "Which senior's disciple are you from? Why are you so unruly? Have you ever reported to my Tianyu Ancient Saint Dao..."

"Brother!"

Before he finished speaking, someone behind him whispered and urged: "Hurry up, if it's too late, you may not even have soup... Ahem, if it's too late, you can't get the things of the Mayfly Clan back!"

"Forget it, the important thing is more important!"

I don't know what he thought of, the middle-aged man frowned, and he was too lazy to pay attention to Luo Wushuang, and he was going to lead people to continue chasing.

"Wait."

Luo Wushuang didn't care about the other party's collision and questioning at all, and stopped them, wondering: "You just said that someone came from the lower world... Can you tell me what's going on?"

Hearing this.

The middle-aged man frowned again and said lightly: "Daoyou, your curiosity is too strong."

"There is no way not to be."

Luo Wushuang smiled and said: "Strictly speaking, that person should be... considered my fellow countryman."

Everyone: "?"