"As for Wuming, he has reached this point with his own talent, but I am borrowing external forces..."

The Sword Saint stopped when he said this, as if he was recalling the past opponent.

Aotian and Mrs. Ao, who were standing aside, were almost shocked when they heard the conversation.

Wuming's mythology is still alive?

There are still a group of old monsters in this world who are stronger than the Sword Saint and Wuming?

Aotian is arrogant and not paying attention to the intelligence of the world.

The true controller of Baijian Villa, Mrs. Ao, who has always been cautious, suddenly peeked into a corner of the real world and was hit hard.

"The external force is not calculated like this. Now the peerless sword and the senior are no longer distinguished from each other. They can be regarded as the senior's own potential." Wang Hong shook his head and denied.

He is a hardcore "Krypton Gold Party". Wang Hong doesn't care about external and internal forces at all. As long as he can improve his cultivation and increase his combat power, why bother to consider those who have it or not?

The Sword Saint was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "This is true. Who are you going to look for next? Evil Emperor or Wuming?"

Wang Hong chuckled and said, "Let's go find the Evil Emperor first, and Wuming will persuade him in the end. This guy is very indifferent now and is influenced by Buddhist philosophy. It is not easy to talk to him."

The Sword Saint said with a slight forehead: "Since that's the case, I'll wait for you at Baijian Villa first. You will bring me when you go to see Wuming."

Although he borrowed external forces through breakthroughs, after his great strength, the first person to find a try was Wuming, the old opponent, after his great strength.

Wang Hong also guessed the Sword Saint's thoughts, smiled and agreed.

"Senior, let's stabilize his cultivation in the next few days. I may have to stay with the Evil Emperor for a few more days, and then go to see Wuming after I finish my work."

After saying that, Wang Hong flew to the sky with his sword and flew towards the Gate of Life and Death where the Evil Emperor lived in seclusion.

Baijian Villa is not a small country force, so naturally I know that there are peak powerful people who can control things to fly.

At this moment, when Wang Hong flew into Qingming, Aotian was so envious that he couldn't help but ask the Sword Saint:

"Master, can your disciple learn this magical skill of flying with swords?"

But he didn't expect the Sword Saint to glance at him and said coldly: "When one day you have the strength of the Sword Demon, then consider these things. Don't think about it under the Grandmaster."

Most of the martial arts masters in Fengyun World only practice killing and chasing methods. In terms of combat power, they are not weaker than those in Dongwuzhou, but their defense and various auxiliary abilities are much worse.

Not to mention the passiveness of magic resistance.

The Master of Dongwuzhou alone can fly physically for a long time, which can make the masters of Fengyun World envious to death.

The foundation of the sword saint's martial arts has been settled, and there is no hope for physical flight.

Fortunately, in the Songkran sword technique that Wang Hong gave him, there is a master warrior flying with swords.

Although the speed is not as fast as the physical body, it is more powerful than the long-lasting effort, which makes the Sword Saint pass the addiction to using the sword Qingming.

"Go back and take good care of your wife, your unborn child may be the hope for the future rise of Baijian Villa."

The Sword Saint said lightly, then closed his eyes and concentrated, and sat cross-legged in the sword pool to practice.

He is now accompanied by the peerless sword. This sword pool, which has born countless sharp swords, is the most suitable place for the sword saint to practice.

Aotian wanted to ask something more, but was pulled by Mrs. Ao beside him until they walked out of the sword pool. Mrs. Ao said with a little excitement.

"Tian'er, the martial artist's strength has reached the level of your master, and he has already had some immortal and god power."

"Since he said that Baijian Villa hopes to be the next generation, then you must take good care of Yunniang!"

In fact, with Mrs. Ao’s eyesight, how can’t I see Aotian’s ability?

But when she had no choice, she had to put her hope on Aotian and try every means to make him stronger.
Chapter completed!