The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

Tianwu Mountain.

Xuanjun Alliance.

"Reporting to your lord, the leader of the Xingyun Sword Sect has announced that it will leave the Xuanjun Alliance starting today."

"Reporting to your lord, the three major sects including Yunxiao Lingshan, Baihong Daomen, and Fuhu Zen Temple have announced that from now on, they will sever the Xuanjun Alliance and have nothing to do with it."

"Reporting to your lord, news just came that Qixing Sword Studio has also broken up with us."

"Report to your lord..."

From time to time, news would come back, and an old servant would stand outside the hall to report.

However, as more and more news was reported, the old servant's back was bent, his voice became weaker and weaker, and the clothes on his back were soaked with cold sweat.

In the main hall, Bhimo sat alone on the central seat, his face as gloomy as water, and he said nothing.

An almost suffocating atmosphere was brewing in the hall.

for a long time.

Bhimo raised his head with a dull expression, looked at the old servant outside the hall, and said, "Is there any more?"

"For now... gone."

The old servant said with trembling fear.

Bima looked calm and said: "Go and call the people from the Sixth Avenue Sect over."

"yes!"

The old servant took the order and left in a hurry.

In the main hall, Bhimo's hands were tightly clenched in his sleeves. The veins on the backs of his hands were bulging, his knuckles were white, and wisps of blood spilled from his palms to the gaps between his fingers.

But he seemed unaware and sat there silently.

"I had expected that those cultivating forces were just a mob, but I never thought that just a piece of news would scare them to the point of peeing. They immediately drew a clear line with me, Bima..."

There was a hint of sarcasm on Bhimo's lips.

He had expected that when the news of the battle at Shiwan Demon Mountain spread, the Xuanjun Alliance would suffer a heavy blow and impact.

But I didn't expect that all this would happen so quickly and so violently!

Even though he had been prepared, within a day, when news came one after another that the cultivating forces had drawn a clear line with the Xuanjun Alliance, Bhimo still fell into great anger and felt an unspeakable irony.

The great Xuanjun Alliance, which once dominated the world and intimidated the world, was like the fifth pole in the wilderness. However, now, just because of the news of the master's return, it is on the verge of collapse!

This is the power of Sword Master Xuanjun!

Even if the silence disappears for five hundred years, when it returns, the wild world will still be plunged into great turmoil, and the whole world will tremble!

"Fortunately, I never pinned my hope of defeating Master on you rabble."

Bhima whispered.

He quietly let go of his hands, looked down at the blood stains between his fingers and the wounds punctured by nails on his palms, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

At this time, the big shots from the Six Great Sects came together.

Strictly speaking, he is a big shot in the Five Great Sect, because the Yuhua Sword Court had been breached by Su Yi that night not long ago, and its headmaster and all the big shots in the imperial realm were all executed.

"Lord Bhimo, you have seriously lost your temper. May I ask if you have any countermeasures?"

Some people were worried and took the initiative to ask questions.

Bima glanced at the faces of those big shots one by one, and said, "You...do you already regret what you did to me and Bima?"

Everyone was silent and looked uncertain.

Five hundred years ago, news of the death of the sword master Xuanjun spread in the world. Under the leadership of Bima, their Six Great Sects entered the Taixuan Cave. After a fierce and bloody battle, each of them obtained unimaginable benefits and rewards. .

However, this would be tantamount to completely offending Sword Master Xuanjun! In the past few years, Bima had cleaned up their names, covered up the truth about their entry into the Taixuan Cave, and poured all the dirty water on Qingtang's head.

But they all knew that with the return of Sword Master Xuanjun, a thorough reckoning with these forces was bound to take place.

Therefore, their Six Avenue Sect can only stand in the same camp as Bima.

Even if you want to regret it, you can’t!

"Whether we regret it or not, we are already grasshoppers on the same rope."

Bhimo sighed softly, "The current situation has only two outcomes. Either we die or my master dies. There is no other choice."

Everyone's expressions were covered with gloom.

These big shots, they used to be all-powerful giants, but when faced with the sword master Xuanjun who had returned from reincarnation, they all lost their previous calmness and sternness, feeling unsure and terrified!

"How come this damned Su Xuanjun wasn't completely dead five hundred years ago!?"

An old man in white robes spoke angrily and cursed viciously.

Snapped!

A slap hit the face of the old man in white robe so hard that he staggered and fell to the ground, with half of his cheeks red and swollen.

There was a commotion and astonishment among everyone.

The one who took action was Bhimo. He stood up from his seat, exuding a terrifying power, and said:

"It is true that I have broken up with Master a long time ago and we are enemies of life and death, but what I hate most is an incompetent and angry old man like you. I especially hate a character like you who slanders Master in front of me!"

The indifferent and cold voice resounded through the hall, making people stay silent.

Bima's eyes were deep and he said: "Since we are in the same camp, we should work together to deal with all storms, instead of cursing and cursing. This will only make ourselves very pitiful and pathetic, do you understand?"

Everyone became more and more silent.

"Don't worry, the situation is far from reaching the end. Some strong men from the depths of the starry sky have already mobilized their strength to deal with my master."

Bhimo said softly, "Perhaps it won't be long before the world will be plunged into turmoil again because of the sad news of my master's death."

Hearing this, the big shots became energetic.

Power from deep within the stars?

This is like a ray of dawn, shining into their gloomy hearts and rekindling some hope for them!

"You all go down."

Bhimo waved his hand and gave the order to expel the guests.

Until everyone disappeared from the main hall, Bima took out a long breath and murmured: "Junior Sister Songchai, the three-eyed golden toad also missed. If not even Jiutian Pavilion and Xinghe Divine Sect can do anything to my master, In this vast world...you are the only one left who can help me...I believe you will not let me down..."

At this time, the figure of the old servant suddenly appeared outside the hall, and said in a panic: "Sir, news has just arrived. Master Xuanjun Sword Master announced that he will set foot on the Tianwu Mountain in three months to clean up the door!"

boom!

As if Bhimo was struck by lightning, his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably, and he stood there sluggishly, and his resolute face changed accordingly.

for a long time.

Only then did Bhimo come back to his senses, and sighed softly: "Master, Master, are you going to let everyone in the world see what will happen to me, Bhimo? Killing people and punishing the heart is nothing more than this! "

"However, we still don't know who will win. The disciple will never admit defeat until the last moment. If that happens, you... will definitely be very disappointed, right? After all, I used to be your eldest disciple. I lost too quickly. It will appear that Master, you are incompetent as a disciple..."

Bima's eyes were filled with divine light, "As the ancients said, the master is worse than the master, and the disciple does not have to be inferior to the master. I am looking forward to the moment when I will decide the winner with you in the end!"

…

With the instruction of the Demon Emperor Tianyao, and with the help of the demonic forces in the world, the news that Xuanjun Sword Master went to the Tianwu Mountain to kill Bima and clean up the family three months later also caused an uproar in the wilderness.

All the major forces in the world are looking at him!

I don’t know how many people lamented that the mythical figure they were familiar with was back.

As powerful and stern as before, with just a flip of his hand, he stirred up troubles all over the world!

…

Taixuan Cave Heaven.

Qingtang was wearing a pure black dress with no modifications and her face was facing the sky. Her incomparable beauty was like that of a fairy from the Nine Heavens, with an extraordinary elegance.

She was holding a bottle of wine and sitting casually in front of a lake. Her clear and deep eyes reflected the skylight and the color of the lake, shining brightly.

On one side, a snow-white sparrow stood there.

"Bhima struck preemptively and was defeated in the end. He thought that with the help of Hua Xinzhai, he could easily take down the reincarnated master. However, how could he have thought that with the master's temperament, if he didn't have How can it be possible to return to the wilderness when we are absolutely certain?”

Qingtang whispered, "The battle that took place in the Hundred Thousand Monster Mountain is the best proof."

"My lord, is Su Yi really the reincarnation of the ancestor?"

Lingque couldn't help but speak, as if he couldn't believe it.

"It can't be wrong."

Qingtang's tone was light, but he had undoubted power. "In today's wild world, even the handful of Huangji realm old guys are not willing to easily compete with Hua Xinzhai, Jiutian Pavilion, and Xinghe God Sect, who come from the depths of the starry sky." I have the power to tear you apart, but...my master dares!"

There was a strange color in her clear eyes.

As she spoke, she added in her mind, "Only the power mastered by the master can restrain the most powerful laws mastered by those giants in the starry sky!"

Lingque hesitated for a moment, then whispered in a low voice: "My Lord, now that the Patriarch has returned, how should we deal with ourselves?"

Qingtang said calmly: "The show is only halfway through, don't panic, after five hundred years, with the return of my master, a big storm will surely arise in this wild world. This is about the secret of reincarnation, and it is also about this... Who has the final say in the world?"

After saying that, she raised the wine gourd, raised her head and drank.

His calm posture and charm are similar to his master, Sword Master Xuanjun.

The snow-white bird was silent for a moment and said: "My lord, not long ago, Qin Feng, the envoy of the Tianyang Palace of the Galaxy God Sect, left the Taixuan Cave with a group of strong men. You don't care. They are going What to do?"

Talking about this matter, Qingtang's pink lips showed a hint of coldness, "Bimo wanted to borrow a knife to kill people, so they rushed to kill him, just let them go."

Speaking of this, she remembered something and said, "Is there any movement over there at Xiao Xitian?"

Lingque shook his head: "There is nothing abnormal at all."

"My master is a close friend of Lord Yanxin Buddha. Now, everyone in the world knows that my master has returned from reincarnation, but Xiao Xitian has no reaction at all. They... are really calm!"

Qingtang suddenly sneered, seeming to be disdainful.

However, a trace of doubt appeared between her eyebrows.

On Xiao Xitian's side, could it be that he wanted to watch this good show before taking action?

Qingtang immediately made a decision, "In the next period of time, keep an eye on Xiao Xitian's movements. I want to see how long they can wait!"

"yes!"

The spirit bird takes the order.