Chapter 163 Xuanzong Disciple
Countless stars descended, illuminating the night, and the piercing light exploded. A black and a white figure kept flashing in the air. The eyes could not keep up with their speed.
"Star Sword, the starlight is summoned..."
Someone murmured in a low voice, and suddenly looked towards Nanbei, with shock in his eyes.
"Is that Zhaoran Sword Immortal?!"
His voice was like a thunder that resounded through everyone's heart.
"Didn't Zhaoran Sword Immortal die in the war a thousand years ago!"
"How could it be Zhaoran Sword Immortal?"
"Even if it's a joke, this is not funny!"
Someone looked at the vague figure in disbelief.
Throughout the ages, there are only a few people who can be called sword immortals. All of them have cultivated the sword to the extreme and are only one step away from becoming an immortal.
"How can it be impossible? That is the Star Sword, the legendary Star Sword!"
"Zhao Ran the Sword Immortal is not dead!"
"It's really incredible!"
While everyone was amazed, Nanbei Yi still stood there steadily, his clothes fluttering in the wind.
A formation spread out with him as the center. All the cultivators were in his formation. There was no danger, but there was a threat.
"Please don't act rashly, everyone in the Sword Sect."
Nanbei Yi smiled, stared at the elders of the Sword Sect, and reminded them gently.
"This is the grudge between my Yunmiao Sect and Wuqing Sword Master. If you dare to step out of the formation, I will show no mercy."
His voice was like a spring breeze, but also mixed with coldness.
Sword Sect Elder Ji Changkong felt his threat and his face darkened: "Don't worry, sir, we are not so confused about right and wrong."
"However, since that person is Zhaoran Sword Immortal, then sir, you are the sixth person of Xuan Sect, and the former number one person in the formation, right?"
As soon as these words came out, the eyes cast on Nanbei Yi became more subtle.
"Sir, are you really the sixth person of Xuan Sect?"
The formation elder was a little excited, but he suppressed his extremely excited mood and looked at Nanbei Yi.
Xuan Sect, once the number one sect in the world.
Thousands of years ago, the entire righteous path was once a lineage, and that was a real heyday for cultivating immortals.
Heaven doesn't provide a way?
Then forcefully open up a new road!
When all cultivators thought that the road to immortality was broken and there was no way to go, it was the first person of Xuanzong who forced his way across that sea of ​​hopelessness and became an immortal.
This gave new hope to all the cultivators who thought that there was no hope for the future.
Unfortunately, not long after, a war broke out completely, and the only five remaining disciples of Xuanzong died one after another in order to stop the invasion of foreign tribes and to protect the people.
The war at that time was too tragic, countless inheritances were destroyed, and a serious generational gap occurred. Even the disciples of Xuanzong who knew how to open up a new way in this hopeless era of immortality disappeared.
"Are you really a disciple of Xuanzong? The number one in the way of formation?"
Someone else asked again with expectation.
Nanbei stroked his beard and smiled modestly: "I admit the first part, but forget about the second part."
The title of the first person in the formation overestimates him. As
soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes became hot.
Not because of anything else, just because he was the sixth person in Xuanzong.
After the Ascension and Reception was broken, the only person who could become an immortal was the first person in Xuanzong at that time. In
the battle that year, Nanbei did not die, and Zhaoran Sword Immortal did not die either. So do they still have the method of becoming an immortal in their hands?
The cultivators present all have high cultivation levels. The master of the Ascension Tower has even entered the Tribulation Crossing Stage and can cross the tribulation and become a Mahayana cultivator at any time. He should be more anxious than anyone else... right?
"Nanbei Yi, can you let your senior brother finish earlier?"
Just when everyone thought that the master of Dengxian Tower would pay more attention to this issue than others, the ethereal voice of the master of Dengxian Tower came over.
On Dengxian City, the fight was extremely fierce. The cultivation of Zhaoran Sword Immortal and Wuqing Sword Master was extremely terrifying. In order to prevent his own Dengxian City from being destroyed, the master of Dengxian Tower had to control the formation barrier to protect the people in the city.
"Sorry, it should be soon."
Nanbei Yi bowed to the master of Dengxian Tower with a gentle smile on his face.
"Let him vent his anger. You also know my senior brother's temper. If he doesn't vent it, it will be very dangerous."
Zhaoran Sword Immortal has always been the most protective of his shortcomings. The sword of Wuqing Sword Master just now was completely aimed at Shengsheng's vitals.
Coupled with what he had learned from Sheng Sheng's inner voice, Zhao Ran Jian Xian's anger had been burning for a long time.
Nanbei even thought about it a little more.
According to Sheng Sheng's racial characteristics, it is impossible for her to grow up in such a short time. Maybe she ate something that hurt her roots and promoted her growth in her previous life, so she grew up.
But that was only the appearance. The mind would not change with the changes in the appearance. She was still a child inside.
Moreover, Sheng Sheng only lived to the age of 20 in her previous life, but Wuqing Jian Zun raised her as a substitute. This was completely like kidnapping someone's child who was not yet an adult and bullying her.
The parents who were destined to die early were very angry.
"The more I think about it, the angrier I get."
Nanbei felt a little aggrieved for a rare time, but when he saw Zhao Ran Jian Xian fighting so happily in the air, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Where are Shengsheng and the others?"
Jiang Weili scanned the situation in the city with his consciousness and found that Shengsheng and the others had completely disappeared in the city.
"Wu Yu and Wu Meng also disappeared."
You Buqu frowned slightly. All the people who were fighting just now disappeared.
Nanbei also said: "The sword of Wuqing Sword Master just now came too suddenly, and the Northern Territory Demon Master was using a magic weapon to travel through space. In an emergency, the master of the Ascension Tower gave her some spiritual energy to forcibly break through the space..."
"Are you saying that they all fell into the space crack?"
You Buqu almost jumped up when he heard this, his eyes widened, and he was terrified.
A bunch of little bastards who are not even at the Spirit Severing stage all fell into the space rift. Aren't they all going to die?
"Wait, where are the others on the Tianjiao list?"
Upon hearing this, the leader of the Dao Sect also subconsciously scanned the entire Youzhou City. He was also a little surprised.
"Old monk, old Taoist with a big nose, your Buddhist disciples and Taoist disciples have also disappeared!"
The representative of the Buddhist Sect smiled and put his hands together. He didn't say anything, but it made people feel that he said Amitabha.
The leader of the Taoist Sect said calmly: "Well, all the Tianjiao list disciples in the city were involved."
You Buqu: "...This time, the people on the Tianjiao list will not be wiped out, right?"
What kind of space rift is this? It actually swallowed all the people on the Tianjiao list?
"Haha, this fate is really interesting."
The representative of Tianji Pavilion chuckled at the side.
Jiang Weili felt a little disgusted with Shen Jizi and Tian Ji Pavilion because of Jiang Qingjiu.
Hearing this, he just smiled: "Look at you, do you know something?"
"I can't say, I can't say, but you don't have to worry."
The representative of Tian Ji Pavilion smiled mysteriously and kept silent.
People who tell riddles are really annoying.
Shui Linglong glanced at him and felt that Jiang Yang was right.
Don't tell riddles when you speak, otherwise you are asking for a fight.