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Chapter 920 The First Unlucky Ghost

Qingdi, who was carrying everyone's hopes, didn't seem to have any expression on his face, and the monks who saw this were also disappointed for a while.

They originally wanted to trouble Shui Dongyin to kill people with a knife, but this clever young man saw through it at a glance, but they never imagined the shocking secret he said next.

"Everyone, stay calm"

"Since you come to my Nanhai Xianshan, you are all guests of my Nanhai Xianshan in the final analysis. Wouldn't it be detrimental to the reputation of my Nanhai Xianshan to confront guests with swords?"

"Those who can come to my alchemy conference must be experts from all nine states of the world. If you have any words or grudges, wait until after the conference is over. How about we discuss them?"

Everyone who heard the words nodded their heads in agreement, after all, there was no strongman who could subdue this person, and they naturally didn't want to be that early bird.

It's just that no one expected that the conversation suddenly changed.

A pair of sickly eyes also looked at the young man who had killed several people in a row, and then said word by word.

"So and so, what do you think?"

"Master Sword Master!"

what!
Sword Master, where is the sword master?

As the saying goes, the words are not shocking and endless, and the two words Qingdi blurted out may not seem sloppy, but the impact on these people is like a huge wave.

Sword master?How many sword masters can there be in this world!

Except for the one in the Wuhen Sword Palace of the Cultivation Alliance who dared to call himself the Sword Master, the rest of the sword repairers even mentioned the name of the Sword Master with great respect.

And among the monks, there is naturally a person with a bright eye and a bright mind, plus this person's various thunderous methods before.

Naturally, it is not difficult to imagine who the Qing Emperor's words are referring to.

That's right, it was the young man with the sword who they had shouted and yelled at earlier.

For a moment, the atmosphere seemed to freeze, and everyone dared not even take a breath.

No one would have thought that this young man with such a strange face turned out to be the aloof sword master.

Many cultivators who had met the sword master once never thought that this young man who didn't even have the slightest resemblance to the sword master would be the powerful cultivator who had Lu Zu alive.

For a while, many people regretted their reckless words just now.

After looking at the corpses lying on the ground with a guilty conscience, especially the bloody hole between the eyebrows of these people, which was about as thick as a thumb, I felt a chill sweeping through my whole body.

What's more, his legs went limp, and his eyes felt dark and then dark.

This is the prestige accumulated by the sword master over the years. The difference from the star master is that the reputation of the sword master is completely based on blood and killing, and he has come out step by step.

And at the scene in front of Xu Ming's eyes at this moment, he was also filled with embarrassment.

If it were someone else's situation, they would have attacked in groups a long time ago, and why would they be so verbose now?

Those who can come to this fairy mountain in the South China Sea are all famous figures in ten thousand worlds and nine states, but they are only eclipsed by the word "sword master".

Seeing those sect masters who dared not even take a breath, Xu Ming couldn't help sighing.

When did he have such a daunting title as the sword master today, and many of the monks who have offended the sword master or the Wuhen Sword Palace by their words are now full of regret.

If they could slap their mouths, they would just want to beat their foul mouths to pieces.

At this moment, everyone's attention seemed to be on the sword master, and they were anxiously waiting for the judgment of the sword master on them.

It's just fortunate that the sword master's ambition is not here, and he doesn't intend to care about anything with these jumping clowns.

He has only one goal, and that is the Qing Emperor who has changed his appearance in front of him.

"Who would have thought that the Qing Emperor, who made great military achievements back then, would now be reduced to such a weak appearance?"

The sword master would naturally not lose the wind, and the Qing Emperor who heard the words was sitting slumped in a wheelchair also showed a cold expression.

Qing Emperor?

Xu Ming sounded that the name seemed a little familiar, but after thinking about it again and again, there seemed to be no answer.

It is not surprising that Xu Ming was ignorant. The existence of the Qing Emperor was originally an absolute secret of the Bloodline Chamber of Commerce. How could Xu Ming get the information that even Huo Tian did not know.

Emperor Qing escaped from death in the God-destroying Stream, but the only person he has been in touch with over the years is Emperor Bai.

And Baidi, who has always been a loner, has never been mentioned about the existence of Qingdi. Obviously, the impact of the word Qingdi on those cultivators is not as strong as that of the sword master.

After all, when Emperor Qing was invincible, the sword master had just debuted.

Therefore, most of the sect masters here don't have the slightest impression of this person, but seeing his appearance of fighting against the sword master, they have already guessed his strength in their hearts.

However, Qingdi's plans are not limited to the clone of the sword master at all. The dormancy of these years is also the fact that Qingdi clearly knows how many clones the sword master and star master have.

Of course, he didn't expect to kill the sword master with one strike. It was enough to forcefully destroy this clone.

With just one thought, the entire Nanhai Xianshan trembled in an instant.

Those monks who were fighting with each other and wanted to go first were staggering, but quickly stabilized their figures.

But they couldn't stop the great changes from the inside to the outside of this fairy mountain, and the increasingly scorching fire in the air made people feel vigilant.

The flickering banners of the formation around the wind also made those monks unbelievable, but at this moment, the sky that was originally filled with immortal energy seemed to be imprisoned by some kind of power.

Some people saw that the situation was not good and wanted to leave with oil on their feet, but they found that they could not leave here at all.

"What do you want to do?"

The sword master said coldly.

Seeing this, Emperor Qing also sneered.

"I think you'll find out soon"

A trace of doubt flashed across Star Lord's brows when he saw this, because he seemed to have known this feeling before.

But before he figured out the mystery, the scorching heat in the air skyrocketed by more than one level.

At this moment, those monks didn't care about anything, and tried their best to resist the all-pervasive fire.

But even so, the fire in the air is like maggots on the tarsus.

But within ten breaths of effort, the first unlucky ghost had already appeared.

Ahhhhh! !! !!

With screams, a burning man who was covered in fire also wanted to use his body to leave.

But in the end, he found that all of this was in vain, and the flames spreading all over his body burned him up in three breaths and turned him into ashes all over the sky.

It seems that the death of this person has also become an invisible thrust to push the dominoes. As time goes by, more and more people burn alone in full view, only to be reduced to ashes.

Not to mention the terrible way of death, this scene is even more chilling.

What the hell is going on!
(End of this chapter)