Turns Out I’m a Great Cultivator

"What? Palm Sword Cliff?! I heard that right, right."

"No, even the people who hold Jianya are here. When has the Zheng family been so beautiful?"

"This is a super sect, not to mention the Zheng family, no matter what family it is, it can't compare with others!"

"Unbelievable, unbelievable!"

"Don't the ancestors of the Zheng family take a special look at Zhang Jianya? This is going to be developed!"

For an instant, the audience was in an uproar.

Everyone was shocked, and they couldn't help standing up, looking in awe in the direction of the door.

A total of three people came, wearing the unique armor of Zhangjian Cliff, carrying long swords, walking tigers and tigers, and the scenery is infinite.

Although their cultivation is only in the realm of quasi-sage, the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian in the audience must smile at him, and dare not offend the slightest.

After all, their backstage is an existence that everyone in the room needs to look up to.

The arrival of Zhang Jianya naturally pushed the atmosphere of the audience to the highest level, and was directly arranged to sit in the super VIP seat.

Just when everyone got up to say hello with anxiety, there was only one person, still sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, just drinking and eating quietly, without a trace of fluctuation.

This person is naturally a river.

Not to mention that he has a poor relationship with Zhang Jianya, even if the relationship is good, he will not surrender his status because of Zhang Jianya, because his backstage is much stronger than Zhang Jianya!

I'm a woodcutter who chops wood for an expert!

To everyone's gaze, the three disciples of Zhang Jianya calmly dealt with them, they had already seen no surprises, and took their seats swaggeringly.

"Strange, didn't the great elder say that the induction came from here? Why did I search for it for a long time, and there was no clue."

"Come slowly, no matter who it is, it is impossible to avoid the tracking of my sword cliff!"

"I just happened to see the excitement here, so I took a break and see if I could find anything by the way."

They chatted in low voices, their words full of pride.

"But that guy is such a big air, knowing that we are the disciples of Zhang Jianya, he didn't get up to greet him, he was so bold!"

"These characters generally don't live long. Looking at this breath, it seems that they are also a sword repairman."

"Huh? His sword...something's wrong!"

People from other forces also lost the interest in chatting, and their attention was all attracted by the disciples of Zhang Jianya, guessing about their relationship with the Zheng family.

"Who is that guy, even facing the disciples of Zhang Jianya, it's too much."

"You are young and frivolous. He has already offended someone he can't afford to offend. The future is worrying."

"Look, the disciple of Zhang Jianya got up and walked over! The monk is in trouble."

Everyone saw this scene, they all held their breath.

The little leader of the three disciples is a round-faced monk with a hooked nose. He has a smile on his face but golden light in his eyes, and he said: "Friends, your sword is good, lend us a look. ?"

Jiang Liu took a sip of the wine, then spit out, "Go away!"

With just one word, the atmosphere of the audience instantly dropped to a freezing point, almost solidified!

The people who eat melon feel that their brains are not enough, and their evaluation of Jiang Liu is only two words crazy!

The round-faced monk sneered, his eyes gleaming like electricity, "Daoist, this sword in your hand looks like the thing that I hold on the cliff of the sword, so it's better for us to confirm it!"

"Otherwise, when the Eighth Sword Servant of my sword cliff comes to meet, he won't be as easy to talk as we are!"

"What? The Eighth Sword Servant will come?"

"This monk is too fierce. No wonder the disciples of Bird Palm Sword Cliff, there may be conflicts between the two sides."

"I didn't really take the things from Palm Sword Cliff, right? It's over."

"He hasn't ran away yet, when the Eighth Sword Servant arrives, he will definitely die!"

Everyone was in a panic, full of fear.

In the recent period of time, the most popular one has been Zhang Jianya, and the top ten sword servants who are holding Jianya are even more like the presence of the Internet celebrities in God's Domain.

Five great sword servants joined forces to leapfrog and kill a mighty power in the realm of heaven. This result is enough to be recorded in the annals of history!

There is an insurmountable gulf between Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian realm and Heavenly Dao realm. The life source of the heavenly realm's mighty life cannot theoretically be obliterated by Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. However, the top ten sword servants have set a precedent, which is simply created. miracle.

Although it is a joint effort, there is no doubt that a single one is definitely the strongest among Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, almost invincible at the same level, not comparable to ordinary Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

How can we not be surprised to hear that such a big man comes over.

Jiang Liu still didn't even look at them, and said indifferently: "You are not qualified to talk to me, wait until the Eighth Sword Servant comes, now...get me off!"

At this moment, an old man rushed from outside with a complex expression, both excited and worried.

He is the initiator of this banquet, the ancestor of the Zheng family, Zheng Yunhe.

He was excited when he heard the arrival of Zhang Jianya, and then he heard that something went wrong at the banquet and naturally had a headache.

"Poor Dao Zheng Yunhe, I have seen the disciple who holds Jianya, and this Daoist friend."

Zheng Yunhe bowed a salute, and then hurriedly closed the field and said to Jiang Liu: "This fellow Taoist, these three disciples who hold the sword cliff, these are powerful forces capable of killing the realm of Heavenly Dao. Show them the sword. I believe this must be a misunderstanding."

Jiang Liu opened his mouth and said, "One more sentence, don't blame me for doing it!"

The round-faced cultivator was arrogant and coldly said: "It seems that this is the sword that we hold the sword cliff! I will give you one last chance. I will hand it over now, and then kneel and kowtow for mercy. I can forgive you for not dying. !"

Jiang Liu silently raised his hand and patted them gently!

"boom!"

In the void, a palm print was pushed out horizontally, directly slapped on the body of the three Zhangjianya disciples, and blasted them away from the gate of the Zheng family.

"puff!"

The three disciples actually lay on the ground, spouting a mouthful of blood, the bones of their bodies seemed to fall apart, and they were barely able to stand up.

They looked at the door of the Zheng family and did not dare to enter, but the resentment and coldness in their eyes reached the extreme.

In the Zheng family, everyone took a breath, and their heartbeat missed a beat.

"Who is this monk, who doesn't give Zhang Jianya face at all, isn't he afraid of death?"

Zheng Yunhe raised his hand and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, feeling nervous.

Zhang Jianya certainly can't afford to offend him, and Jiang Liu can't do anything about it, he can only pray that he won't be harmed by the fish.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

Only Jiang Liu is still eating, and the others are no longer in the mood.

At this moment, a figure in the distance appeared in an instant, and as soon as it appeared in the field of vision, the figure disappeared again, and after a closer look, it turned out that Yujian had already come close.

This person has a dark green robe, his face is sharp like a knife, with sharp edges and corners, and his eyes are as sharp as a sword, making people afraid to look at him.

A terrifying and powerful aura faintly radiated out, almost forming an invisible storm of momentum, with unparalleled coercion.

The three round-faced cultivators immediately respectfully said: "The subordinates have seen the Eighth Sword Servant!"

The Eighth Sword Servant's eyes condensed, and he said: "Who hurt you?"

Immediately, the round-faced monk said with hatred: "He is a sword repairman who knows nothing about life and death. We suspect that he has what we want to find!"

The Eighth Sword Servant stepped forward, the sound of the wind rolling all over his body, and his face coldly said to the Zheng family door: "Whoever hurts my disciple of the sword cliff, come out and die!"

The sound was like thunder, mixed with sharp sword qi, which pierced people's eardrums and made people feel terrified.

Someone said with a trembling voice, "Here, the Eighth Sword Servant is really here!"

"It's amazing, just the sword power in this voice, if he intentionally broke out, it would be enough to easily shake everyone here except Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!"

"Sword Servant Palm Sword Cliff has a well-deserved reputation, I am afraid that even if it is not a Shan Daneng in the realm of heaven, it is not far away!"

Everyone was amazed and stood up with solemn expressions.

Zheng Yunhe looked at the river that was still casually eating, and couldn't help but reminded: "Friends of Taoism, the disciple of Zhang Jianya is waiting for you outside."

Jiang Liu said lightly: "Let him wait, I'll talk after I finish eating."

Zheng Yunhe's face was bitter and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and finally walked out the door nervously, and respectfully delivered a message to the Eighth Sword Servant.

The Eighth Sword Servant stood at the door with a calm face, but said: "It's okay, the dying person should have a good meal!"

After speaking, he closed his eyes.

It was also at this moment that an indescribable aura began to emerge all over his body, which caused everyone to look at it and felt a sense of trance, as if there was a fault in the space around him.

The surrounding atmosphere became extremely depressed in an instant, and there were countless long swords floating around, attacking at any time.

Someone looked at the Eighth Sword Servant and horrified: "Our eyes seem to be cut around him!"

An informed old man said in shock, "He is gaining momentum!"

The root of Jian Xiu is a power word.

The sword is unstoppable!

He slowly compressed the anger and murderous aura in his heart, and continued to settle in the potential, just like a long sword hidden in the scabbard. Once it is out of the sheath, it will be unstoppable!

The more you accumulate, the stronger your power!

That kid actually still has time to eat, is he really going to die?

After the time for a cup of tea, Shi Shiran walked out of Jiang Liu, looking at the Eighth Sword Servant, which was not sharp, but did not let the wind fall in the slightest, with a spirit of calmness!

The Eighth Sword Servant noticed the long sword in Jiang Liu's hand at a glance, and felt the immeasurable sword avenue contained in it. He raised his brows and said, "Sure enough, it is the little thief who took my sword cliff treasure. Get ready to die!"

"Come and get it if you have the ability."

Jiang Liu looked at him with a smile, and said: "Some people say that my sword should be sharpened, and I will come out. You are honored to be the first person to sharpen my sword!"

He didn't expect to meet the person holding the sword cliff here, but he saved a lot of processes, went straight to the subject, and entered the sword sharpening process.

Everyone's eyes were wide open. They thought that the river was already crazy, but they couldn't think it could be even more crazy.

It is too bloated to treat the person holding the sword cliff as a sharpening stone. Who gave him the courage?

Who is he?

The Eighth Sword Servant smiled and said disdainfully, "I will be your first and last, because after this battle, you will become a dead person!"

Both of them are sword repairers, and they are equally sharp!

Next, there was a period of silence.

The confrontation between the two sides, the momentum is constantly rising, a powerful air current spreads away, as if the sword aura is overflowing, sharp and boundless, forming an invisible arena.

At a certain moment, the Eighth Sword Servant narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to point towards the river.

The long sword behind him flew in response to the sound, bringing up a burst of strong sword light, which made people dazed, like lightning piercing the night sky, and suddenly, it has rushed to the front door of the river!

The sword has not yet arrived, the powerful sword light has already smashed everything, splitting the clouds above the sky into two halves, and a large lake behind Jiang Liu is split into two by the sword power. There is a vacuum in the middle, and the two sides are huge. The waves soar into the sky and the water vapor flies up and down, which is spectacular.

Jiang Liu raised his hand, and the long sword went out of the way!

Facing the long sword in front of him, he cut straight out!

"clang!"

Sword Qi rewinds, covering the four wilds.

The long sword of the Eighth Sword Servant was split!

However, the Eighth Sword Servant came into the air, caught the long sword, and slashed again with one sword!

This sword splits the space and brings out all kinds of visions of wind, fire, thunder and lightning. The power of the law is mighty, like the power of the world, enough to swallow everything!

Jiang Liu was holding a long sword, his body was steady, and he stepped out, with his eyes fixed, he also cut out with a sword, and went up!

His sword, like a streamer falling into the air, is not fancy, it falls straight to the mortal world!

When the two swords collided, the endless sword aura enveloped the two of them, forming a ball of sword aura, surrounding them endlessly.

Under their feet, the ground cracked open, and cracks spread, shaking endlessly.

"So strong, really strong!"

"The Eighth Sword Servant is naturally powerful. I didn't expect that cultivator was so powerful, so it's no wonder that he was so crazy."

"Sword repair is worthy of being known for its destructive power, too fierce, even a trace of sword aura is enough to pierce everything!"

"This is the battle of sword repair. Who is this person, can actually challenge Zhang Jianya."

"Have you noticed that his sword moves are so simple, it feels like...just chopping wood."

Everyone stared at their battle, their eyes widened, and they were full of shock at the river.

At this moment, a monstrous sword intent burst out, and from the Eighth Sword Servant's whole body surged, surging and surging endlessly.

Surrounding him, a storm of sword aura formed, turning into a whirlwind, spinning extremely fast!

This is a whirlwind composed of terrible sword energy, containing the ultimate destructive power, which can sweep everything and annihilate everything!

"Cut the air to pieces!"

The Eighth Sword Servant roared, his eyes were red, and he contained boundless killing intent. Holding the hilt in his hand, the surrounding space was cut to pieces.

The endless whirlwind gathered on his long sword, as if he was holding a whirlwind sword that propped up the sky, and slashed to the river!

"Huhuhu!"

The wind howled.

The crowd onlookers, even the great power of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian Realm, felt their cheeks rise, even with a defensive shield, a gap was cut on their cheeks by the overflowing wind!

However, they didn't have time to bother themselves, staring attentively, staring at the river.

Under everyone's eyes, Jiang Liu's movements still did not change much. Holding the hilt in both hands, there was only a shallow layer of brilliance on the sword. The long sword was like a rainbow, facing the whirlwind long sword straight, and slashed out!

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