Chapter 1447

In the world of Lingwu, there is probably only Xuanyuan jiuzhong, but according to what Xiao Zhan said, and the battle of the Qin Dynasty, Xiao Yao realized that his father, Xiao Longxiang, is probably also a jiuzhong. Otherwise, he can't fight Xuanyuan jiuzhong like that. It's hard to part with him

Xiao Yao has a lot of confidence because of his strength. Otherwise, he will still feel flustered in the face of the Qin Dynasty and Xuanyuan jiuzhong.

Only his own strength can make him straighten up and have the strength. Xiao Yao has understood this truth for a long time, so he does not rely too much on the people he can rely on, but always wants to strengthen himself. Now this truth is the same here.

There is no way to judge whether they are enemies or friends.

Of course, Xiao Yao doesn't have any guess. He met Sikong Yizhen in the state of Jiang before, and they had a good chat. So now Xiao Yao thinks that the cultivator who is coming to his side is probably the leader of xuanjianzong. Besides, Xiao Yao can't imagine who else, if he is the cultivator Zhao Tieniu has seen before, Zhao Tieniu should be able to infer the identity of the other party at the first time.

It is precisely because Zhao Tieniu has no way to judge the identity of the other party that Xiao Yao can have such a guess. Can't the world of Lingwu really be a eight fold immortal?

"Go out and have a look. Anyway, it's a blessing, not a disaster. It's a disaster that can't be avoided." Xiao Yao said with a smile.

Zhao Tieniu glanced at Xiao Yao, sighed, shook his head and said, "when can I be as calm as you?"

Xiao Yao said with a smile: "don't you think what I said is very reasonable?"

Zhao Tieniu can only continue to shake his head.

Out of the barracks, a red light from the North was passing towards them at a high speed.

When the distance is close enough, Xiao Yao also feels a strong breath.

It's not oppressive. It's very gentle, just like when he faces Hong feisheng. So at this time, Xiao Yao more or less realizes that the other party may not have any malice.

There are also many practitioners who feel the strong breath and come out to wait and see. When they see that Xiao Yao and Zhao Tieniu have come out, they all come together.

"Brother Xiao, is there a cultivator coming?"

For the disciples of Qingcheng Mountain, Xiao Yao's character is very good. If they feel the presence and arrival of the strong in Qingcheng Mountain, they dare not walk out, otherwise they will be reprimanded by the leaders and elders. Out of Qingcheng Mountain, they have a lot of courage.

To put it simply, there are no more rules.

Fortunately, Xiao Yao is not the kind of person who cares about the rules. He always thinks that a person always lives like that and will be very tired.

"Yes." Xiao Yao nodded.

"Is that little martial uncle?" Asked a slightly older cultivator.

The little martial uncle in the immortal's mouth naturally said that Hong feisheng.

Xiao Yao shook his head and said, "it's definitely not Hong feisheng."

When Xiao Yao said that, everyone immediately became nervous. If it wasn't martial uncle, it might be the enemy! It's really difficult for them to keep calm.

Xiao Yao looked at the people's faces and said with a smile, "you don't have any psychological pressure. You should not be the enemy."

When Xiao Yao said this, he just used "should", which means that even Xiao Yao can't be sure whether the other party is a friend or an enemy. How can they not be worried or nervous at all?

"Well, you all go back first." Xiao Yao coughed and said.

With Xiao Yao's words, the immortals, including those of the tiger army, scattered quickly.

Now in this situation, if the other party is really the enemy, they can't help if they stay, and they may even make trouble. What's more, it's Xiao Yao's order. Here, they can not listen to anyone's words, but they still have to listen to Xiao Yao's words. They not only have to listen to them, but also have to execute them at the fastest speed.

Soon, the place where Xiao Yao and Zhao Tieniu are is empty.

Xiao Yao and Zhao Tieniu look at each other, and both see peace in each other's eyes.

Originally, they were worried, but when the rainbow was getting closer and closer, they were not nervous at all.

For Zhao Tieniu, Xiao Yao's words before really comforted him.

It's a blessing, not a disaster. It's a disaster that can't be avoided. It sounds like some consolation to me, but no one can deny that there is great wisdom hidden in these ten words.

When the rainbow light fell, an old man with crane hair stood in front of Xiao Yao and Zhao Tieniu. He was so dusty that he seemed to have been working for a long time. There was still a lot of dust on his clothes.

After landing on the ground, the old man's eyes fell directly on Xiao Yao, full of surprise and suspicion.

"You really have xuanjian Qi?"

The voice sounds a little simple, as if it contains the sky, there is a mighty air, this is the first time that Xiao Yao feels that a person's voice can be so powerful.

Looking at the old man, when he looked at each other in his eyes, Xiao Yao was in a trance for a moment, as if there was a strong attraction in his all embracing eyes, which was enough to absorb his soul. Fortunately, only in a moment, Xiao Yao came back to himself.

"Why?" Seeing that Xiao Yao's eyes suddenly recovered, the old man was also surprised, "your spiritual power is so powerful?"

Xiao Yao took a deep breath and said with a smile, "you're too unkind. As soon as you saw me, you wanted to read my heart with some means to capture my soul and soul?"

Xiao Yao is not a fool. How can he not guess what he wants to do.

Being run by Xiao Yao, the expression on the old man's face was embarrassed.

"Xuan iron sword, is it really in your hand?" It seems that the old man's embarrassment is only an instant, and he will return to his normal expression in the next second. However, Xiao Yao thinks that the old man should be the one who seldom talks with others. This way of speaking is too direct. This meeting is almost straight to the theme, and it's natural to be good, but it's not flexible enough, and it will also give people an uncomfortable feeling, Even if Xiao Yao was not the one who cared about these things, the old man's straightforward way of expression would inevitably give him the illusion of being "questioned" and a sense of oppression.

He frowned a little, looked at the old man in front of him and asked, "you don't seem to have identified yourself, have you?"

As a matter of fact, the identity of the other party has already been judged in his mind from the question he just asked.

There has been speculation before, and now it can be determined.

He said that just to give the atmosphere some cushion.

After being prompted by Xiao Yao, the old man seemed to realize that his way of speaking was not right.

After a short silence, the old man said, "I am the master of xuanjianzong, the disciple of Xu kuangge, Su Changliu."

Xiao Yao make complaints about it. This is a real name. Long is a polyphonic word, but also grow up long, long tumor? Considering the identity of the other party, Xiao Yao thought about it in his heart and didn't say it directly. Otherwise, he had to fight... He felt that with the strength of the old man, he and Zhao Tieniu could not fight each other, so he had better not have any conflicts.

Not only can there be no contradiction, but also delicious and delicious hospitality!

"Master, it's windy outside. Go in and have a chat." Xiao Yao said.

Su Changliu hesitated for a moment, nodded and walked into the barracks behind Xiao Yao and Zhao Tieniu. After sitting down, Xiao Yao poured a cup of tea for each other.

Su Changliu seemed to be a little uncomfortable, but he took the cup with both hands, sipped it, put it down, and immediately asked, "do you really have a Xuan iron sword?" Feelings this guy has been thinking about this, a second is not willing to delay business.

Xiao Yao said with a smile, "master, the black iron sword is really here and I can't run away. I'm just curious. Why did you come here alone this time?"

"The speed of those people is too slow. I don't know where to throw them for a long time. I don't care about them when I have time." Su Changliu said.

Xiao Yao

This patriarch is really irresponsible enough. Who is Su Changliu's disciple can be regarded as the blood mold of eight lives.

Now Xiao Yao is able to understand why Su Changliu came so quickly. It's really full fire.

"By the way, where is the black iron sword? Can I have a look?" Su Chang asked.

He felt that he was quite reserved now, and his main purpose was not to make Xiao Yao feel too straightforward.

But now he is really too concerned about the xuantie sword, otherwise, he would not rush here so quickly.

Xiao Yao sighed and could only take out the black iron sword first.

After seeing the black iron sword, Su Chang's eyes brightened a lot.

"This... This is really a black iron sword!" Su Changliu was excited and incoherent.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed the sword. However, just when he was about to touch the sword, his arm was shocked, and then his body stepped back for a distance, as if he had been impacted by some energy.

"I almost forgot that xuantie sword is the master." Su Changliu said with a bitter smile, "it seems that this sword is really given to you by master."

"Did you suspect that I robbed you before?" Xiao Yaole said, "if I can steal things from Xu kuangge, can I still sit here and talk to you now? As soon as you get close to me, I'll slap you to death, OK

Although Xiao Yao's way of speaking is very impolite, but listen carefully, there is no problem at all. It's very reasonable