However, Yang Zhen never feels embarrassed, because in Yang Zhen's opinion, this emotion is one of the most useless emotions. Not only is it of no help, but it will also make people lose their behavior and thinking level.

After hearing what Yang Zhen said, everyone present almost rushed up to him and pressed him to the ground. What do you mean you can catch ten sword spirits? Everyone is helpless with one sword spirit, so what makes you say you can catch ten?

Now almost everyone has gone to the location of the sword spirit. Everyone is at a loss as to what to do and dares not do anything too extreme, for fear that the sword spirit will be unhappy and disappear in a flash. If there were not a few elders from the Tianshan Holy Land who were on guard there, even the Tianshan Holy Lord and the Nine Dragons Holy Lord would have gone there long ago.

The Saint Lord of Tianshan looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression and said, "Sword spirits are so precious in the world. Where can you find ten sword spirits, even this one? If you can prevent others from getting it, it will exceed the budget of this Saint Lord."

Yang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief. Isn't it just a sword spirit? He already has a sword spirit now. If all else fails, he can release the Evil Shadow Black Tie and have a heart-to-heart talk with the so-called sword spirit. They are all sword spirits, so what's wrong with not being able to communicate properly?

Seeing that Yang Zhen looked nonchalant, the Holy Lord of Tianshan was about to speak, but suddenly his expression changed and he turned to look at the air behind him.

A monk came flying at high speed, dragging a long wave of air in the air and making bursts of sonic booms, which showed how fast he was going.

Something big must have happened. Yang Zhen looked at the person who came with curiosity. It turned out to be a great sage. Although he was not as strong as Jiulong and Tianshan Saint Lord, his aura was much more terrifying than that of Old Yan.

Another powerful guy!

The Tianshan Holy Land is indeed worthy of its reputation! Yang Zhen became increasingly interested in the Tianshan Holy Land.

What kind of terrifying force could have such a profound background? Could it be that Tianshan Holy Land had produced a great emperor before? It is very likely!

The man was in a hurry, with an anxious look on his face. After seeing the Holy Lord of Tianshan, he was delighted and hurried to the crowd. He said respectfully in front of the Holy Lord of Tianshan: "Holy Lord, Luo Shanyang is here!"

Luo Shanyang? Yang Zhen was stunned. He had never heard of this name.

A name that even Yang Zhen had never heard of could make the people in Tianshan Holy Land so panicked. It seemed that this guy had a rather powerful background.

Sure enough, when Luo Shanyang's name came out, the faces of everyone present changed. Even the Holy Lord of Tianshan frowned, sighed, and said, "What was supposed to come has finally come!"

Yang Zhen's heart was moved. From the tone of voice, it seemed like there was a grudge? Who dared to be an enemy of Tianshan Holy Land?

And he came to my door?

Just as Yang Zhen's Bagua fire was burning, Tianshan Saint Lord suddenly looked at Yang Zhen with a playful look and said, "Your opponent is here!"

"What?" Yang Zhen was stunned, shaking his head like a rattle, and said, "Holy Lord, I think you misunderstood. My mother said that we must keep a low profile when we go out, and we must not fight if we can avoid it. I have never met Luo Shanyang, let alone any deep hatred. It would be bad to fight and kill as soon as we meet!"

The Great Sage, who was in a hurry, heard this and looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression. He asked with a worried look on his face: "The Saint Clan, this young man, is... a little..."

Although the words were only half said, everyone could hear that the new great sage looked down on Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen glared and was about to speak, but the Holy Lord of Tianshan shook his head and said, "I didn't ask you to fight and kill."

Hearing this, Yang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's good that it's not a fight. Miss, tell me, is it a contest of talent or handsomeness? Even if it's a contest of drinking capacity, I can... give him a hard fight!"

"How outrageous!" The new Great Sage was really shocked when he heard Yang Zhen's words.

But as soon as he said this, he regretted it and stared at the Tianshan Saint Lord with a confused look on his face, even though he was not angry.

Thinking of this, the new Monkey King's face turned green. If this was true, then the young man in front of him was simply incredible. Not only did he look down on such a person, but he also called him insolent?

This... is offensive!

The Holy Lord of Tianshan looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression and asked, "Do you know the origins of Luo Shanyang?"

Yang Zhen shook his head. Since it wasn't a fight, there was nothing to be afraid of. Then again, even if it was a fight, Yang Zhen had never been afraid. It's just that Yang Zhen never fought for no reason. Besides, it seemed that the Tianshan Holy Land should attach more importance to Luo Shanyang than him.

"What's the origin?" Yang Zhen asked curiously.

Seeing that Yang Zhen had never heard of Luo Shanyang, the new Great Sage hurriedly explained, "Luo Shanyang is the direct disciple of Sword Demon Li Qingtian. He is known as a sword maniac and is very powerful. It is said that he is now on par with the Great Sage. Moreover, he is the only disciple of Sword Demon Li Qingtian."

Sword Demon, Li Qingtian!

Yang Zhen's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. During this period of time, he always heard about this guy named Sword Demon Li Qingtian.

He is a very remarkable person! The reason why Yang Zhen was so impressed with Li Qingtian was mainly because this guy interpreted the pretentious words that can only be heard on the blue planet, "There is no sword in hand, but there is a sword in the heart", to the fullest.

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In the hands of the Sword Demon Li Qingtian, everything in the world can become a sword, and it is extremely terrifying. Even when Jiulong mentioned the Sword Demon, an expression of admiration appeared on his face, which shows how terrifying this guy is.

What is even more frightening is that this Sword Demon Li Qingtian is a casual cultivator, who is both good and evil, with unpredictable moods. He acts entirely based on his own preferences and is capable of doing anything unscrupulous. When he is in a good mood, he can help an old lady cross the street and teach a strange boy swordsmanship. In short, he is an old man that no one can guess.

How could such a weird guy, his only direct disciple, not be awesome? At the same time, Yang Zhen suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Tianshan Holy Land was so nervous about Luo Shanyang. Who was Luo Shanyang? Luo Shanyang, a sword maniac! A sword maniac, crazy about swords, his attainments in the way of swordsmanship must be unmatched by ordinary people. Such a person definitely did not come to attack Tianshan Holy Land with his sword.

Although Luo Shanyang's master is a sword demon, being a sword demon is not enough to give him the courage to attack the Tianshan Holy Land. So with this analysis, Luo Shanyang's purpose of coming here is very clear.

He came for the sword spirit!

Oh my!

Yang Zhen's eyes lit up, and he pulled Jiulong and turned away, cursing as he walked, "My fellow villager, if you ask me for help, you should also consider my strength. They are either sword demons or sword geeks. You want me, a fancy guy who practices martial arts, to compete with them. What can I use? My extremely handsome face?"

Jiulong couldn't move it no matter how hard Yang Zhen pulled. Hearing this, he nodded seriously and said, "Maybe we can try!"

Yang Zhen staggered and looked at the group of people around him with burning eyes with a strange expression. He felt like he was jumping into a fire pit.

"Miss?"

The Saint Lord of Tianshan smiled and said, "The Sword Maniac once said that people of the same generation are all ants!"

"Oh my!" Yang Zhen's eyes widened and he muttered to himself, "It seems that this idiot has never experienced the pleasure of being pressed to the ground and rubbed!"

(End of this chapter)