Song Xinghe looked aggrieved. He had tried his best to stay with Zuixian. Who would have thought that Zuixian would not give him a chance to drug him?

"Will he find something?"

Qianhe looked up at Song Xinghe.

"This... shouldn't be possible?"

Song Xinghe was obviously stunned and smiled bitterly: "Master, the sword immortal Zhang Yi is coming soon. What should we do now?"

"Zuixian abandoned the island and fled. If I can protect Zuixian Island, I will be the owner of the island in the future. Who else will have any opinions at that time?"

Qianhe narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly. He raised his hand and waved it: "Let's go, follow me to meet this sword immortal Zhang Yi."

"Okay!"

Song Xinghe suddenly became confident.

If you have a master here, Sword Immortal will not be arrogant on Zuixian Island. Is he still afraid of being a mess?

"Boom!"

At this time, the earth was shaking violently, as if an earthquake had occurred.

The disciples began to panic, and no one knew what had happened.

"My brothers and sisters are waiting here, I'll go and see what happened!"

At this time, a middle-aged Taoist volunteered, and he flew up and flew out of the dojo.

Bang! Unexpectedly, before this man flew far, he flew back back in a mess.

In the eyes of everyone, he fell to the ground with blood from his mouth and nose, and he fainted on the spot.

"No, if there is an enemy attack, everyone is on guard!"

Seeing this scene, many people's faces changed drastically and shouted and reminded him.

In an instant, the disciples stood up and were all ready.

Then, under the horrified eyes of the disciples, a skeleton flew over the sky and then slowly landed on the temple.

Zhang Yi raised his eyelids and saw so many people gathered in the dojo. He looked quite surprised and grinned, "Haha, I didn't expect it to be so lively here?

Are you welcoming me?"

“Who is coming?

How dare you come to our Zuixian Island to run wild and seek death?”

The one who spoke was an old man named Zuigui, who was Zuixian's junior brother, and he had a lot of prestige on Zuixian Island.

"Zhang Yi is here to visit the Lord of Zuixian Island!"

Zhang Yi bowed his hands and looked very polite.

What?

!This person is the sword immortal who killed the three-eyed general, Zhang Yi, the sect leader of Tianfei?

The drunken ghost's face changed instantly. He looked gloomy and shouted: "Sword Immortal, you came with murderous intentions and injured the disciples on my island. Is this a visit?"

Zhang Yi suddenly laughed, laughing coldly, and said like this: "It sounds good to say, it's a visit, it's a bad thing, then I'm here to kill you..." "Bastard! How dare you speak out loud and show me

sword!"

The drunkard suddenly became furious. He kicked his feet hard to the ground, and rushed towards Zhang Yi like a cannonball.

Zhang Yi curled a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked like he was looking at an idiot.

Seeing Zhang Yi's contemptuous eyes, the drunkard was angry and annoyed, and the long sword in his hand stabbed Zhang Yi straight.

He wanted to give Zhang Yi a warning! Dang! Unexpectedly, the sword tip pierced the Emperor's Body and a fire burst out, and he could no longer reach half a foot.

"How is that possible?"

The drunken ghost's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it.

Huh! Suddenly, the emperor's bone moved and slapped at the drunkard with a slap.

"Uncle Master, be careful!"

The disciples were shocked and all shouted to remind them.

However, their reminder was too late.

With a dull sound, the drunkard was slapped and was pulled back and hit the ground of the dojo.

The powerful impact force directly knocked the ground out of a large pit, causing dust to rise up.

Hiss! Seeing this scene, the disciples were terrified and shocked.

No way?

Uncle Master was defeated so quickly?

Is this sword immortal Zhang Yi too scary?

It was so strong that it was beyond imagination! At this time, the emperor's bone moved again, and he stepped on the drunkard with one kick, hoping to end the drunkard's life with this kick.

"Uncle Master..." The disciples were shocked and wanted to rush forward, but the power brought by the Emperor's Bone was too strong, and they were so oppressed that they could not lean on it, let alone want to save people.

The drunkard was stunned by the beating and looked shocked. It was too late for him to escape at this time, so he could only watch the Emperor's bone step on him.

It's over... It's really a waste of burping now! The drunkard has closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death to come.

"Junior, don't be presumptuous!"

At the critical moment, a terrifying fist thrust into the hall, which was so strong that it was heart-wrenching! With a loud bang, the punch hit the Emperor's chest firmly.

In an instant, dazzling divine light burst out, and the whole world was illuminated.

There was a turbulent chaos, a roar of the great road, and the rules were about to be overturned.

The divine light was too bright, and it made everyone unable to open their eyes. It was said that the divine power was great and shocked all worlds! The emperor's bone was shocked and retreated repeatedly, almost unable to stabilize his body and almost fell to the ground.

Zhang Yi felt even more stuffy in his chest, his qi and blood were surging, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

How terrible is this?

Even the Divine Sword Immortal sacrificed the Emperor's Bone and was strongly shocked. How many people can do it today?

Zhang Yi stabilized the qi and blood surging in his body. He suddenly looked up, stared at the door of the hall, and shouted: "Who is the master?

If you have the ability, get out and fight!”

"Junior, although my Zuixian Island is not as strong as it was back then, it is not something you can offend!"

Then, an illusory figure flew out of the hall, then surged, becoming vast and boundless, standing in the dojo.

No matter the body shape or the momentum that spreads, it is not weaker than the emperor's bones. It is truly unmatched and unshakable! "Greetings to Master!"

The disciples were excited and excited. This was their master, an absolute transcendent, and he was enough to look down on the existence of the three-eyed generals.

They thought it was the island owner, but they never thought it would be their master who had not seen for many years.

But where did the island owner go?

Although everyone was a little puzzled, they didn't dare to ask more. Even if the island master was not here, as long as the master was here, the sword immortal would not be allowed to be here to be unrestrained! Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows, and he stared at the phantom coldly, questioning

: "Who are you?"

"I am Qianzu!"

The illusory figure spoke, and his voice was filled with great majesty, which was daunting.

Chizuru?

Isn’t it just Zuixian’s senior brother?

He is a great sword immortal, the master of Tianfei Sect, and the island master of Zuixian Island that doesn't come out to greet him in person, so how could he let Qianhe come to greet him?

Especially this illusory figure is not Qianhe’s original body at all. I send a projection to greet him. What does this mean?

Do you look down on his rhythm?

"What a pity. I thought the Lord of Zuixian Island would greet him in person, but it's fine. I'll kill you and go find him again."

Zhang Yi sighed softly, with regret and helplessness, but he spoke wildly.

In this case, everyone present will be shocked.

Even the masters of the family who were watching the live broadcast were shocked.

This sword immortal Zhang Yi is a little too arrogant, right?

As we all know, although Qianhe failed to inherit the island owner of Zuixian Island, his cultivation is an existence that surpasses Zuixian, and his true vastness is unpredictable.

Some people even believe that Qianhe's cultivation level may have surpassed the Three Eyes Generals.
Chapter completed!