Chapter 909

The middle-aged man's sword is as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, he comes to Jiang Beichen.

Jiangbeichen didn't panic either. He quickly caught the blade with both hands. Under the huge impact, he quickly slid back.

Keng!

Near the wall behind, jiangbeichen quickly with his feet against, the whole person and each other up and down confrontation.

"Although I'm just a wisp of memory, I don't allow you to be wild here!"

"Go

The man drinks a loud, the whole body Taoist robe drum swings, jiangbeichen suddenly feel a sharp sword like Taishan pressure general, toward him.

Jiangbeichen didn't dare to think much, so he quickly sacrificed Xuanqing Zhenqi. Even so, his heart was still beating, because the sword Qi was so terrible that he could not resist it with only two levels of skill.

This is a sword fairy!

"Eh!"

But at this time, the man took back the sword Qi with a slight sound, and the invisible sword Qi disappeared into his body.

"Is this Xuanqing Qi?" There was a touch of movement in the man's eyes.

"Who do you learn from? What's the relationship with immortal Xuanqing? " The man immediately stares at the eye of river north Chen to ask a way.

"I have to inherit from Xuanqing. I can be regarded as his disciple!" Jiangbeichen don't want to hide, quickly said.

This life before should be incomparably powerful, this is a real immortal, even now is just a wisp of memory, jiangbeichen also did not dare to trust big.

"No wonder!" Middle aged people stand up with their hands down, but they don't do it anymore.

"Since you have to inherit from Xuanqing, you are his recognized disciple. Go away!"

"When Kunlun was in great trouble, immortal Xuanqing helped. Kunlun will remember this kindness! Since you are his disciple, I'm not sorry for you! " The middle-aged man waved his sleeve, a posture to catch up with Jiang Beichen.

"Have you met my master?" Jiangbeichen asked again.

"Of course!" The middle-aged man looked up at the sky and sighed.

"In the first World War of that year, your master was able to turn the tide around. You are not as elegant as your master

"It's really the most powerful Sanxian in the world!"

"Even the emperor of heaven himself gave up his kingdom and made your master immortal! Even the Supreme Court, the Supreme Court and the jade Sanqing respect them very much! " The middle-aged man's face was full of emotion. It can be seen that he had a sincere respect for this Xuanqing Taoist.

But Jiang Beichen hears these news, the innermost feelings also can't help some small excitement.

For the identity of xuanqingjue's master, he had guessed, but he didn't think about it and underestimated it.

The strongest Sanxian in the world, this name is a little scary!

"Well, I've been ordered by the emperor of heaven to guard the magic soldiers of the extreme way. I'm waiting for the emperor of heaven to turn round. If you have nothing to do, leave quickly!" The middle-aged man waved his hand impatiently.

He is just a wisp of nostalgia. After his appearance, he is consuming energy all the time. Naturally, he is not very willing to "receive" Jiang Beichen. After all, he still has a task.

But jiangbeichen didn't plan to leave, on the contrary, his eyes lit up.

Xuanyuan sword?

It turns out that this big yellow sword is the legendary Xuanyuan sword!

You know, this is the legendary world's first sword, also known as the emperor's sword, turned out to be the emperor's magic weapon.

"Why?"

"Do you still want to covet Xuanyuan?" The middle-aged man couldn't help laughing.

"Don't be silly, boy. Xuanyuan sword is a magic weapon. I'm afraid you've been crushed by the sword force before you get close to it. Besides, Xuanyuan sword is the master. It won't admit it unless it's the body of the emperor of heaven!" The middle-aged man shook his head. He only felt that Jiang Beichen was a whim.

"Master, let me have a try?"

"It's not easy for me to come here. How can I be reconciled if you don't let me have a try?" Jiang Beichen's eyes are blazing, and he can't help but be eager to try.

With swords and heroes, he naturally longed for magic weapons.

Now that we've all come, how can we be reconciled if we don't try.

"Guawazi, I really don't know the heaven and the earth!" The middle-aged man looked helpless.

"Yes, you can try it, but I'd like to warn you that this platform is forbidden. If you fail to take the sword, you may be attacked by Xuanyuan sword and instantly burn to ashes. Are you sure you want to try?" The middle-aged man said jokingly.

He is to see each other is Xuanqing real disciple, just good words to persuade, if not, he would not say so much.

"How do you know if you don't try?" Jiang Beichen shook his head.

Over the years, he has gone through life and death, rubbing his shoulders with death countless times. No matter how dangerous things he has done, how can he be frightened by the other party's words.

On the other hand, now his Daoji has been destroyed and his life has been reduced. If there are few fish in the water, what's more terrible.

Thinking of this, Jiang Beichen took a deep breath and strode toward the high platform.

The middle-aged man's expression was a little stunned. He didn't expect that when he said so, he was still so persistent.Bang!

However, jiangbeichen just touched the high platform, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out, he only felt a strong surge, directly flew him out.

Poof!

Jiangbeichen just fell to the ground, then one knee on the ground, suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood out.

"Ha ha, young man, what do I say? It's impossible. Don't think about it!" The middle-aged man couldn't help laughing.

"This is Xuanyuan sword. It's the one who can only recognize the king! It must be held by the king of the wheel

The middle-aged man kept shaking his head.

The holy king of the wheel, who was born king, was born with the spirit of the emperor.

Such people, once born, are with vision, and Jiang Beichen looks too ordinary, no different from ordinary people.

However, at the moment, Jiang Beichen slowly stood up again, his eyes twinkled, and began to walk towards the high platform step by step.

"You

The man was in a daze.

Is this guy stupid?

I've just been seriously injured, but I didn't expect to die!

"I'll try!"

"I don't believe it. What's the difference between people?"

"It's man-made. I always believe that man will conquer nature!" Jiang Beichen can't help gritting his teeth and yelling. He rushed up again.

Bang!

This time, I played farther than last time. I fell on the ground and didn't get up for a long time.

"Stupid!" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and couldn't help swearing.

"Man is man, how can he win over heaven?"

"You dare to say such a treacherous thing. It's crazy and ignorant!" The middle-aged man couldn't help shaking his head contemptuously. He felt that the young man simply didn't know the superiority of heaven and earth, and even was looking for death.

Jiang Beichen suddenly giggles and sneers, and his mouth is still bleeding.

"Yes, under the heaven, there are all mole ants, but I don't know that occasionally one or two mole ants turn over and despise the sky!"

Jiang Beichen gritted his teeth and got up again, shaking all over.

This kind of backfire, he has not insisted on several times.

But he didn't want to give up.

Daoji has been destroyed. Sooner or later, he will die. It's better to let go!

Roar!

Like the roar of a lion and tiger, the white fog and black fog burst out together. Jiang Beichen's eyes were red and his hair and beard were open.

The middle-aged man slightly stayed for a while, frowned and said: "you are possessed?"

"What is immortality? What is magic

"is the devil, I has the final say!"

Jiangbeichen sneer, eyes gray light flashing, strode toward the high platform.

The golden light of the high platform was so strong that it seemed to be extremely repulsive. But just as black and white air rushed to the high platform, the big yellow sword suddenly vibrated, and it sounded like the sound of a dragon.

Like a golden dragon, it absorbs water.

"Well, how is that possible?" The middle-aged man's expression is petrified.

All this really overturned his imagination.

An enchanted person can win the recognition of Xuanyuan sword?

"No way!" The middle-aged man shook his head again.

"The enchanted people are all dirty enchanted people. How noble is Xuanyuan sword? How can it be given a handle by the enchanted people?"

"Boy, I advise you not to take the sword, otherwise it's not as simple as serious injury. I'm afraid you will be burned to ashes by the sword Qi!" The middle-aged man couldn't help sneering.

"We've come to this point. There's no way out!" Jiangbeichen shook his head, without saying a word, went directly to the high platform, a big hand, heavily on the handle of the Huangcheng sword.