Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Sword Drawing

"What was your level of cultivation before you were sealed?"

Lin Bei asked curiously.

Regarding the cultivation base of the old man in front of him, he has some guesses, and feels that it is at least at the level of a true king.

Otherwise, it is unlikely to have such a means to survive this dharma-ending era.

"Hmph, it's okay to tell you, I am the Empyrean!"

The old man didn't hide it this time, but looked proud. He glanced at Lin Bei and said, "Junior, if my guess is right, you should not have cultivated to the position of Martial Saint yet, right?"

"So what?"

For the old man to easily see his cultivation strength, Lin Bei was not at all flustered, his eyes were calm, generous and frank.

Even if he doesn't have the strength of a Martial Saint, it's easy to deal with this extremely weakened Celestial Venerable.

"Tianzun, an existence as famous as the Martial Ancestor"

Lin Bei thought to himself, the way he looked at the old man couldn't help but changed, not respect, but attention.

"Junior, although I am weak now, if I fight to the death, I can easily kill you."

The old man stared at Lin Bei and threatened.

At this moment, the blue thunder vines entangled and restrained his body, and the power of thunder and lightning destroyed him, making him ashamed. The clothes that were originally made of tree bark seemed to have fallen off in pitch black at this moment, making him even more unclothed and embarrassed.

Lin Bei listened to his threatening words, looked at his embarrassed appearance, shook his head, and said with a sneer, "Really? Well, this Lord Tianzun, try your best to see if you can easily get rid of him. This Grandmaster kills!"

With a tall and straight body, he looked down at the embarrassing Tianzun on the ground, looking confident.

"you!"

The old man's complexion was uncertain, and he didn't know what to do in the face of the confident Lin Bei.

"Hmph, I have just recovered, how can I damage my foundation for you, a junior, but if you deceive others too much, I will kill you even if I am desperate!"

The old man once again uttered harsh words, half-truths and half-false words, relying on the name of Tianzun, it is enough to make people fearful, and they dare not question him in the slightest.

But Lin Bei is not very human, with a firm will, and he regards the position of Martial Saint as something in his pocket.

So what about Tianzun, he may not have the possibility of becoming a martial ancestor in the future, how could he be frightened by a weak Tianzun with a few words.

He smiled lightly and said: "Old man, don't use words to deceive me. If you have the courage, then go all out to destroy your soul and let me see your majestic spirit!"

"Hmph, this seat is Heavenly Venerable, how precious is life, how can it be compared with the juniors who have not yet become martial saints!"

Tianzun snorted, with a contemptuous expression, but Lin Bei could hear the harsh words.

"Okay, okay, then, Lord Tianzun, do you want to live, or do you want to die?"

After confirming that Tianzun was too weak to have the means to burn jade and rock together, Lin Bei directly overwhelmed the opponent from the momentum, and then he stopped being aggressive, but left the opponent with a problem.

Want to die, or want to live!
This is a big problem, especially for Tianzun who sealed himself, survived the doomed age, and survived until now.

"Little friend, I fell in love with you at first sight, and I admired you for your way of dealing with things. I think we may cooperate with each other. In the future, when I restore the strength of Tianzun, I can give you a chance to make you happy." Climb to the position of Martial Saint!"

Tianzun had a kind face and admiration in his eyes, as if he was admiring a rising star and wanted to support him a little bit.

Lin Bei shook his head with a faint smile, and said, "Tianzun, I'm afraid you haven't recognized the situation today."

Tianzun heard the words, his complexion changed, and he said coldly: "Little friend, you have to forgive others and forgive others. If this Tianzun regains his strength, he will give you a chance at any time. Why make things stalemate."

Lin Bei didn't answer, but a ball of green lightning appeared in the palm of his hand again, and he threw it directly at Tianzun.

Whoosh!

The Bi Lei vines are like ropes, directly binding Tianzun to strengthen his bondage.

"Now, let's talk about whether to cooperate or surrender!"

Lin Bei sneered.

"Submit?"

"impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

Tianzun suddenly looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, struggling and resisting violently, speaking fiercely.

"I am a majestic Tianzun, the leader of the immortal way, how can I submit to you and other juniors! You might as well kill me!"

Tianzun retorted, blocking the road of surrender, showing an expression that he would rather die than surrender.

Hearing this, Lin Bei didn't rush to persuade, but stretched out two fingers to rub his chin, and began to think.

After about two or three breaths, Lin Bei suddenly nodded and said, "Tianzun is right. If you, the leader of the immortal world, are allowed to submit to me, a junior, I'm afraid it will humiliate your reputation for the rest of your life."

"Besides, I'm afraid you won't be willing to do so. You will definitely turn against my master in the future. From this point of view, it is better for both of us to kill you."

"That's right, that's the case. How could this deity live under others for a long time? Wait, wait, wait!"

At the beginning, Tianzun listened and echoed from time to time, but when he heard the end, he suddenly realized something was wrong and quickly changed his words.

"Ok?"

Lin Bei had already pulled out the magic soldier from the storage ring, held it in his hand, heard the words, and asked in a strange way: "Isn't Tianzun unwilling to submit to me? If this is the case, why not ask Tianzun to die generously, so that the It can fulfill both of you and me."

As he spoke, he raised his sharp sword high.

"Wait a second!"

Tianzun was shocked, and quickly told Lin Bei to stop, he said: "I really don't want to submit to you, but everything can be discussed, why be so anxious."

But Lin Bei shook his head and said, "Since you don't want to surrender to me, and I don't want to let you go, then I have no choice but to ask the Heavenly Venerable to die."

After a pause, he said again: "Unless, what other way does Tianzun have?"

When Tianzun heard the words, he was silent for a moment, struggling and hesitating.

The best strategy he can think of is naturally to fool Lin Bei and let him go, or directly become his little brother to help him protect the law until his cultivation recovers.

This is in his best interest.

However, Lin Bei didn't believe him at all. Even if he wanted to swear a poison oath, a heart demon oath, or even a blood contract, etc., the other party would not believe him.

In other words, the other party probably doesn't want to let himself recover at all.

After all, after his Tianzun's strength has been restored, it is still not a matter of life and death for juniors like Lin Bei, but the oath and the like may not have any effect.

But Tianzun didn't want to submit to the younger generation, but now his strength is low, his mana is almost non-existent, and he doesn't know what to do for a while.

"Since Tianzun has no choice, then please die!"

The sharp sword in Lin Bei's hand suddenly slashed downwards, the sharp blade pierced the air, shone with a terrifying chill, and slashed precisely towards Tianzun's neck.

"Wait, I surrender!"

Seeing the bone-piercing cold coming, even though Tianzun knew that Lin Bei might be deceiving him and would not cut it off, he still didn't dare to gamble with his life and called to stop at the critical moment.

"Tianzun. It's just a little more wind and frost."

Lin Bei smiled faintly, put away his sword and stood up.

No matter how long you have lived to be an old monster, as long as you are still afraid of death, you have a weakness! (end of this chapter)