If you are hostile to the Immortal Sect, you want him to die?

"That... is Sword Master Luo Chen." Yanyu said again.

Zhao Yun saw him and saw that he was a young man as rich as jade, with no appearance or dew.

He looked inside Zi Mansion and glanced at the Sword Master in the Immortal Pond, and then asked Yan Yu.

"What is the relationship between the Sword Master and the Sword Master?"

"It doesn't matter." Yanyu whispered.

After she finished, she added something, "If there is a connection, it is that both of them are practicing swordsmanship. They took different paths, but they reached the same destination. Also, the two of them are not from the same era."

"Who is weak and who is strong?" Zhao Yun asked curiously.

"No difference." Yanyu's answer was very reserved.

When the two of them were talking, Zhao Yun suddenly felt his body light up. When he raised his eyes, he realized that the sword master was looking at him. There was a trace of sword light flashing through Gujing Wubo's eyes, but it disappeared in just a moment.

"He...can sense the Sword Master?" Zhao Yun muttered in his heart.

We do not rule out the possibility that both of us are masters of sword cultivation and are very sensitive to sword intent.

If the Sword Master can do it, the Sword Master himself can do it. This is a tacit understanding of the same level.

"Here comes another ruthless character." Yanyu sniffed the wine.

There was no need for him to say it, Zhao Yun had already heard it, it was a domineering sword cry.

The sound of the sword came from a young man, whose aura was like a magic sword, and even his long hair was dyed with the meaning of the sword.

"He is Kong Tianyu, known to the world as the Overlord Sword." As expected of a disciple of the Taoist Immortal, Yanyu is quite knowledgeable and introduces Zhao Yun, "According to legend, he only practiced one sword in his life, and he once chopped down a demigod with one sword, so he got the name Overlord Sword.

From this point on, there are really not many people at the same level who can take a blow from him."

"There are so many ruthless people in the immortal world!" Zhao Yun couldn't help but sigh and click his tongue.

As his name suggests, his aura of domineering swordsmanship is unparalleled.

Compared to Ba Dao, the young man who came up next was particularly low-key. He was just like a mortal, with no sense of existence, but what was different was that he was carrying an emerald green bamboo stick on his back.

"The Sage of Tea...the great sage who enlightened through tea." Yanyu took a sip of wine.

"Unfathomable." Zhao Yun said in his heart, unable to see through the young man.

The man behind the Tea Sage is equally low-key, and is quite restrained in his plain clothes. He must have experienced many vicissitudes of life, his shoulders are stained with dust, and the stubble around his mouth adds a touch of indescribable decadence to him.

Seeing him, everyone present couldn't help but frown, "Holy King?"
Chapter completed!