Han Zhen Faced with the pressure from the major leaders, he remained indifferent.
Extreme Emperor Immortal Sect was created by his master, who has long since passed away. Will the inheritance of nearly four thousand years be destroyed in his hands?
Su Yi is very strong, he has realized it deeply.
Su Yi just waved his feather fan lightly and broke his Sword Domain. Even if he practiced hard for thousands of years, he might not be able to match such a person. But Su Yi didn't kill him, it just destroyed his cultivation, and the sword before leaving...
While the leaders were being hypocritically polite, they had already begun to discuss how to divide everything they owned Extreme Emperor Immortal Sect.
"Brother Han, I heard that Master Mr. Dugu once left an ancient sword Listening to the Wind, but you have never been able to pull it out. Now that you have lost all your cultivation, I am afraid that others will covet it. Why don't you let your younger brother keep it for you?" Daoist Fire Cloud blinked and started to play Extreme Emperor Immortal Sect's ancient sword Listening to the Wind.
Another person also said, "I heard that Brother Han has a ten-thousand-year blood jade in his hand, which can activate the world Spiritual Qi. Unfortunately, Brother Han, you are afraid that you can't even mobilize the Qi. Why don't you take it out too? Fellow Daoists can also help you revive the sect."
Han Zhen smiled, threw away the broken fairy sword and stood up.
More than 3,000 years ago, he was spotted by his master Mr. Dugu because of his extraordinary qualifications, and was taught swordsmanship. At the age of twenty, he entered Great Dao of the Golden Core. With a sword in his hand, all his peers were defeated by him, and he became unparalleled for a time.
One hundred years old Spirit Transformation, shocked the whole repair Immortal Realm.
With Early Ascension Stage's great strength, he fought against many Late Ascension Stage strong men without falling behind, and finally became known as the Sword Immortal.
These people in front of him once called him brothers, especially Daoist Fire Cloud, who was from the same era as him, and their friendship was quite deep.
When he fell to the altar and lost all his cultivation, all these people thought about was how to seize his sect.
The past events passed by like floating clouds and shadows, and in the end I had no choice but to use the Su Yi sword!
Han Zhen's smile faded, and there was a dull look in his eyes.
In the eyes of everyone, Han Zhen's body is as erect as a green mountain, as if he was a banished immortal about to leave.
"Here comes the sword!"
Han Zhen shouted loudly, and a stream of light flew from the mountain gate in front of the Extreme Emperor Immortal Sect.
In the blink of an eye, Han Zhen had an unsheathed ancient sword in his hand.
The group of leaders next to them were all dumbfounded.
Damn it, isn't this useless?
Hasn't he lost all his cultivation?
Why do you feel he is stronger?
"Listening to the Wind!" Han Zhen shook his hand and unsheathed his sword.
The blade of the sword was already covered in rust, but the surrounding area was like a gentle breeze at dawn. Han Zhen's clothes were fluttering and his gaze was coldly sweeping over the people present.
All the leaders are staring at Han Zhen. Is this a flashback?
Just now Han Zhen Mingming was seriously injured and lost all his cultivation. How could he become stronger?
Daoist Fire Cloud laughed dryly and said, "Brother Han, what do you mean?"
Han Zhen said coldly, "Don't you want Listening to the Wind? It's in my hand now, just come and get it!"
Daoist Fire Cloud chuckled and said, "Brother Han, why are you doing this? Brother, I don't mean anything else. Don't get me wrong."
From Han Zhen's body, he could not see a trace of sword energy, or even his cultivation level.
Is it obvious that he has lost all his cultivation and cannot even condense a trace of sword energy?
Bluff!
Daoist Fire Cloud's smile condensed, murderous intent burst out in his eyes, his body was wrapped in a ball of blue flames, and he grabbed Han Zhen.
Listening to the Wind has been pulled out. It is a treasure and must be captured!
The surrounding leaders also stood by and watched Daoist Fire Cloud take action against Han Zhen.
It can be seen from the aura emanating that Daoist Fire Cloud has reached the level of cultivation of Mid Ascension Stage, and the technique he practices is the ancient secret technique, Heaven-Devouring Fire.
Heaven-Devouring Fire can devour all things and even burn people's souls. If it touches even a little bit, they will suffer endless pain. Even Han Zhen at its peak did not dare to say that it would win when facing Daoist Fire Cloud.
"Pfft!"
Han Zhen just stabbed out with a sword, just like the sword used by Su Yi before leaving.
Simple and unpretentious!
It seems like a simple sword.
The tip of the sword stopped halfway down Daoist Fire Cloud's throat. The flames on Daoist Fire Cloud's body were all gone. His face was pale and ugly, cold sweat was rolling down, and there was only fear in his eyes.
Others couldn't see anything special about Han Zhen's sword, but he understood it very well. The moment Han Zhen took out the sword, he seemed to feel that the whole world had lost contact with him.
There is only this sword left between heaven and earth.
There was no exaggerated sword light like before, and there was not even the slightest turbulence of the sword energy. But facing this sword, he could not avoid it. All his secret skills were in vain in front of this sword.
As long as Han Zhen is willing, this sword can easily pierce his throat.
So weird and terrifying!
Time seemed to have stopped. Except for Daoist Fire Cloud, everyone else looked at them with confusion.
In their view, Daoist Fire Cloud suddenly rushed forward, Han Zhen stabbed out a sword slowly, and the Heaven-Devouring Fire on Daoist Fire Cloud's body was dissipated.
The onlookers laughed.
"Brother Fire Cloud, you don't mean to say that you lost, do you?"
"Brother Fire Cloud, I know you have a close friendship with Han Zhen, but you don't have to be so fake when it comes to acting. Anyone who is not blind can see that you are acting."
"Brother Han, you should hand over the sword and the ten thousand-year blood jade. Brother Fire Cloud is doing his best to protect you."
Daoist Fire Cloud I almost didn't curse, you bunch of idiots, could you say less?
If Han Zhen is angered and he doesn't hold back and kills him with one sword, who will he cry to?
"Brother Han, brother, I really don't mean anything else. Don't be impulsive..." Daoist Fire Cloud tried his best to force out a smile that was uglier than crying. He wanted to escape but didn't dare to.
Han Zhen's sword is really terrifying. Even if he couldn't fight Han Zhen in a 50-50 match before, he would still be fine if he didn't lose in hundreds or even thousands of rounds.
But now, it's obviously a one-shot kill!
The sword strike just now gave him the feeling that as long as Han Zhen wanted to kill him, no matter how far he fled to the end of the world, it would still be the same sword strike.
Han Zhen swung his sword and cut off his robe, saying, "From now on, we will never be sworn in. If you appear in front of me again, I will kill you!"
"Yes!" Daoist Fire Cloud was so frightened that he quickly took three steps back. Seeing that Han Zhen had no intention of taking action, he flew away in the air and ignored the others at all.
Such reversal made the other leaders a little confused, but more people felt that this was a show played by Daoist Fire Cloud to protect Han Zhen, making them feel that Han Zhen's strength was still there.
But with such a light sword just now, who could be scared?
The swords danced by country children are better than Han Zhen!
It's already the end of the war, it's just a bluff.
Another person stood up, looked at Han Zhen with a smile, and said, "Sword Immortal Han, I have long heard that you are superb in swordsmanship, but I have never had the chance to learn from you. Now that you have pulled out Listening to the Wind, I want to ask for advice. What should you do?"