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Chapter 1421 9 The Bloodline of the Invincible Swordsman in the Spirit Realm

Chapter 1421 The Bloodline of the Invincible Swordsman in the Nine Spirit Realm

Golden Sea.

Jin Guangzong.

No, maybe it’s the Jinguan Zhenzong.

There are rumors that when the Tianwen inheritance of the Immortal Artifact Sect was about to arrive in the Leiyan Region, the Ten Regions True Sect's worshiper, Caishan Zhenzun, relaxed the conditions in order to quickly quell the chaos in the lower regions under the sect's jurisdiction and not give the sect's inheritance a bad impression of "incompetence".

Rumor has it that Jin Guangzong has successfully obtained the recognition of the Immortal Weapon Sect's envoy, and will soon be officially canonized as the "True Sect".

In a sea area full of dazzling golden light and spiritual energy, a fairy mountain island is floating dimly in the golden mist, appearing and disappearing.

This is the ancestral temple of the famous Jinguan Zhenzong in the Jinhai area.

On the top of the mountain, a young man with ordinary looks was carefully wiping the flying sword in his hand, bit by bit, then he put it back into the scabbard and stood up.

The cold yet hot murderous intent spread in all directions, freezing the whole area.

"Are you going to the Thunder Flame Territory?"

Xi Ping'an was watching the fun from the side and asked curiously.

"Yes."

The ordinary-looking young man spoke briefly and to the point.

"Then will you challenge Guanglei Tianjun, the heir of the Leiyangtian Sword Realm?"

"do not know."

"do not know?"

"Yeah, I don't know."

Ming Guangzi whispered: "I don't know his strength. I don't know if I will have the courage to draw my sword. This is the existence who once slaughtered the peak cultivators of the Void Refining Realm alone. I don't know..."

"Damn it, I need more enemies before I can get close to these immortal sect inheritances!"

"That is to say, you have no certainty at the moment."

Xi Ping'an was a little curious: "Then why are you going there? Aren't you worried that you might lose control and die quickly like a moth to a flame?"

"I'm going to watch the fight."

"The battle of the inherited sword cultivators is very useful to me. It is no less than a life-and-death battle."

"in addition,"

Ming Guangzi's eyes were blazing and burning: "I'm going to kill Jiang Dingzi!"

"I have a feeling that after thousands of years, Jiang Dingzi must have come to the upper realm. However, this person, no, this dwarf is extremely insidious and cunning. His hiding ability is much better than ours. If we don't expose ourselves, it will be almost impossible to find where he is."

"In this fight between the immortal sect's inherited sword cultivators, he will definitely show up!"

"I'm going to find him and kill him. I have a feeling that the life-and-death fight between two generations of Great Sun Sword Masters in the Great Sun Sword Pavilion will likely result in the birth of a sword cultivator who inherits the legacy of an immortal sect."

"If I die, I die."

"If I win, I will challenge the sword cultivators of the Immortal Sect to a life-and-death battle, and announce the infinite glory of the Great Sun Sword Dao to all living beings in the upper world..."

Ming Guangzi was extremely fanatical.

"Um, your real purpose is to challenge Jian Zi?"

Xiping choked.

He is not optimistic.

Of course, he would not stop or advise, that was impossible.

"I wish you success and become the Great Sun Sword Master again."

Xi Pingan could only say.

There was another person at the side, a middle-aged monk with beautiful hair and full of mature masculine charm, and it was none other than Master Shuoyang.

Master Shuoyang noticed a small detail, the way Xi Ping'an was addressed.

Xi Ping'an did not call Jiang Dingzi by his name, but called him Jianzi, Dayi Jianzi.

"Fellow Daoist Ping An, should we take some action?"

Master Shuoyang was thinking over and over again, and he tried to probe: "Of course we cannot interfere with Fellow Daoist Mingguang's sword fight. It would be fine if he wins, but if he fails, we may be able to surround and kill the seriously injured Jiang Dingzi to prevent any future troubles."

"You must know that this person has a deep hatred for us, an irreconcilable feud. If we allow him to continue to grow, we will surely die in the future..."

"Shut up."

"You are the enemy of the sword!"

Xi Ping'an immediately refused, and said righteously: "How can the sect swordsman be my mortal enemy? Stop talking nonsense!"

"If you keep saying that, I will report you to Jianzi when I see him next time!"

"..."

Master Shuoyang was silent.

for a long time.

"I see,"

"Fellow Daoist Ping An, I envy you for having such a good father."

Shuoyang Zhenzun sighed. "This reminds me of my father. When he was still a herdsman in the tribe, he brought me sweet wild fruits every day. I still miss the taste of them."

He said no more.

Ming Guangzi ignored their remarks, carefully sorted out his robes, the medicine and sword-making materials in his storage bag, sorted out his sword heart, took a step forward, and flew towards the direction of Lei Yanyu.

Shuoyang Zhenzun and Xi Ping'an chatted for a while, and then left. Some of them practiced, responded to the prayers of believers, sorted out the impurities in the power of incense, and adjusted their own path.

In a palace that is full of incense.

"he's gone."

"Ming Guangzi, will he die?"

Xi Pingan stood there for a long time, practicing for a long time, and then sighed: "We are brothers who grew up together. I really don't want to let him go. In this world of cultivation, the only people I can trust are him and one other person."

"But what can I do? This is the fate of a sword cultivator. I can't even say a word of advice."

The other person is naturally the contemporary Da Ri Jian Zi.

Why trust?

His father said he could be trusted.

When his father said this, Xi Ping'an believed it immediately without any hesitation.

hum!
At this time, the Xianghuo Lianxu Fortress shook slightly and spit out a jade talisman for communication.

"Sword Master Jade Talisman?"

Xi Ping'an's face suddenly changed.

This was left to him by his father, who said at the time that only the Great Sun Sword Master and the Great Sun Sword Master could contact this place.

The jade talisman was hazy, and the sword energy intertwined to form a hazy human figure. It was a young man in green with a calm expression. His eyes swept around and finally fell on Xi Ping'an.

"Long time no see."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly.

"Sword!"

"Long time no see, I missed you so much!"

Xi Ping'an smiled like a flower, knelt down humbly, and looked submissive.

As the son of the Sword Master, he was not too distant or respectful to Dayi Jianzi, and their communication was often like that between friends.

"It seems that you have been living quite well these years."

"If Xiyuan knew, he would be happy."

Jiang Ding reminisced for a moment, then returned to his purpose: "I'm contacting you today because I have something serious to tell you, and it involves your life. Listen carefully. If you handle it well, you may be able to save your life."

"Life?"

Xiping'an's pupils shrank.

"I am going to kill the sword cultivator of the Leiyangtian Sword Realm. If possible, I am also going to kill the sword cultivator of the Great Yinyang Sword Realm."

"I will win."

Jiang Ding said calmly: "And you know, some cultivators may not have the professional ethics of swordsmanship, and may vent their anger on others. You should not be able to escape the deduction of the existence of Hedao."

"I'll show you a way that might save your life."

"In the Golden Sea, there is a sect called Dan Wang Sect that is at the level of a god. Do you know about this?"

Jiang Ding said slowly: "This is a secret agent of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm, and he is a disciple of the Pure Yang lineage. You go find him, give him the Divine Transformation Chapter of the Great Sun Sword Scripture, and then tell him that you want to meet the strongest person of the Pure Yang lineage, and he will agree."

Pure Yang lineage.

This is a faction that exists within the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm, and its counterpart is the Pure Yin sword cultivator. The Great Yin Yang Sword Realm is a near-immortal force that has been passed down for tens of millions of years, and has all kinds of paths. They do not force sword cultivators to practice dual cultivation, although dual cultivation of swordsmanship is the strongest path for this sect.

This kind of pure yang and pure yin sword cultivator is not special in the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm.

What's special?
Taiyin or Taiyang kills their other half, slaughters them, and then establishes the Chunyang Sect.

This is the taboo of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm, a bottom line that cannot be violated. There will be absolutely no tolerance and the offender will surely die.

This is a violation of the ancient lunar-solar covenant!

"The Danwang Sect is a secret agent of the Pure Yang lineage of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm?"

Xi Ping'an was shocked and his mouth was dry.

The contemporary Sun Swordsman seems to have been to the Golden Sea?
It's just like a ghost!
Fortunately, fortunately, I have a father, otherwise, with my experience of chasing him, I would have died eight hundred times.

"You can choose to go to Danwang Sect now."

"You can also wait until I kill the sword cultivator of Leiyang Tianjian Realm. It's up to you. Make your own choice. I hope you can survive and let the bloodline of the invincible sword cultivator of Jiuling Realm continue."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

His figure gradually collapsed and his spiritual light dissipated.

Xipingan felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

He looked at the collapsing figure. Behind him was a huge immortal city. To the north of the immortal city, a terrifying dark cloud and thunder were slowly approaching, suppressing the entire world and freezing the rules of the avenue.

(End of this chapter)

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