The Ultimate Sword Master

The moment he opened his eyes!

A faint wisp of immortal power dissipated, and immediately awakened the group of pheasants in the chicken coop. When the chickens saw him awake, they lined up behind him like a group of respectful younger brothers, with a hint of flattering awe in their eyes.

Kong Fang ignored them.

He limped out of the chicken coop and came to the small yard, and startled the dragon carps in the fish pond to jump out of the water. Looking at his eyes... he was as respectful as a god!

He endured the humiliation in his heart.

He squinted his eyes and glanced into the sky, his eyes full of surprise and doubt!

"Master..."

"This breath... It's the Master... Which senior has descended..."

Subconsciously.

He looked around... One wing was big, and the other was small.

He looked at his feet again... One leg was long, and the other was short.

Of course, they were not born.

The small wing grew ten years ago, and the short leg grew seven years ago.

Watching.

The doubt in his eyes was replaced by pain and humiliation!

"Think of me, Kong Fang!"

"I learned from Master Tongtian, how majestic, how free, how unrestrained! But now..."

"It's been a thousand years!"

"It's been a whole thousand years!"

"My junior brother couldn't imagine, my master couldn't imagine, no one could imagine... What kind of life have I lived for the past thousand years..."

His life in the past thousand years was dull and boring.

In short, it can be summarized in two words.

The feast is served!

It's either in the feast or in the pot of the feast!

Big feasts, small feasts, and flowing feasts!

Before President Ji Da went on a long journey, he almost single-handedly contracted all the banquets of Xuantian Sword Sect for a thousand years!

Even.

His meat was too high-grade, and Zuo Yang's cooking skills were too good. With him to prevent disasters, the dragon carp in the fish pond and the chickens in the chicken coop had no place to use their skills. They all grew fat and strong, and lived a comfortable and leisurely life, almost completely getting rid of the fate of becoming dishes!

Invisibly.

They have long regarded Kong Fang as their leader!

"Go back!"

"Must go back!"

"This is my... last chance!"

Kong Fang doesn't want to be the leader.

He doesn't want to be the leader of a bunch of dishes.

He wants to go back!

Sensing the increasingly strong breath of the Taoist master, he gritted his teeth secretly and decided to make an escape plan!

Be mature!

Be bold!

Be safe!

And be watertight!

As for revenge...

He no longer wants to think about it, nor dare to think about it. Not to mention Yun Jiansheng, who is in harmony with the Great Dao, Yun Yi, who has transformed into the world dragon soul, is not something that he can deal with now that he is seriously injured!

Not to mention...

On top of these people, there is also Gu Han who can bear the Chongyun Cannon with his bare hands!

...

After more than a thousand years of swallowing, expansion, and evolution... Today's world has completely integrated the fragments of the three thousand great worlds, which is more than a hundred times larger than before?

World expansion.

Naturally, countless new domains, lands, secret places... also gave birth to endless great medicines, natural materials and treasures... and countless geniuses and talents emerged like a flood of carp!

Even!

Even the evil monsters and alien species in the void are much stronger than before, and their numbers are much more.

The world is bigger.

Naturally, there are countless people to explore.

There are more territories.

Naturally, many forces will emerge like mushrooms after rain!

The most famous one among them.

It is the Vajra Indestructible Sect established in the vast star field hundreds of years ago.

Famous.

Naturally, it does not refer to the strength and foundation, but to the weird name and the even weirder structure of the sect.

Such a big sect.

There are only three people, a tree, a bear, a dog and a ball!

The Grand Ancestor Dong Daqiang, the Grand Master Fu Yulin, the Grand Chief Steward Yan Shu, the Grand Elder Shu Miaozi, the Grand Guardian of the Mountain Xiaohei, the Grand Purifier Qiuqiu, and the Grand Worshiper - the Great Commander of Black Wind!

The names are very sloppy.

The structure is very loose.

But the strength is there. Within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles, almost no one dares to mess with them!

When the sect was established a hundred years ago.

The fat man even made a bold statement: "Within ten years, the Vajra Indestructible Sect will be built into a super invincible force that completely surpasses the Xuantian Sword Sect!"

The first step!

It is to poach people!

Poach Gu Han's corner! Poach Xuantian Sword Sect's corner!

For this.

A hundred years ago, the fat man took Yan Shu to the ancestral land of the Yun family, Dong Daqiang took Gouzi to travel around the many chambers of commerce in the Huangquan Palace, and Qiuqiu went out to find the parents who had long forgotten it, trying to transfuse blood for the sect.

Then...

None of them came back!

In such a huge sect, only Shu Miaozi was left to hold the whole situation.

"Alas..."

At this moment, Shu Miaozi lay outside the weed-covered, desolate and dilapidated mountain gate, and weakly plucked a small leaf. With a gentle blow, the leaf slowly fell, and it also sighed.

"Miss Xiaoxia for the 397,856th day..."

A thousand years ago.

In order to follow Su Su's footsteps, Yan Changge led a group of ferrymen to the bank of the Samsara River. Although they were almost forgotten by everyone,... Yuan Xiaoxia still followed.

Since then.

Shu Miaozi has been in a slump. Except for occasionally returning to Xuantian Sword Sect to ask for money and visit Tangtang... he basically doesn't go out.

"What are you sighing about!"

Suddenly, a loud voice suddenly sounded, startling the small leaves on the saplings and jumping up instantly!

"Old Black?"

"You're back?"

Boom!

Boom!

...

The mountain gate shook slightly, and a sturdy man with a height of two meters, covered with black hair and a simple face strode over.

It was Heifeng!

Thousands of years ago, Gu Han went to the Great Chaos Realm and left him here, so he simply stayed. Soon after, he mixed with the saplings and fat men. With his simple appearance and a thousand tricks, he lived a very comfortable and unrestrained life.

"Hurry up!"

"Keep going!"

The sapling turned into a green light and landed on Heifeng's big head. With a face full of expectation, he kept urging: "Where did you leave last time..."

These years.

Its only interest is to listen to Heifeng's stories, those stories that it clearly feels very familiar with but has forgotten completely.

It doesn't want to listen to anything else.

The main reason is that it is very fierce in the story!

Fierce as hell!

Galloping across the land, opening up the sky, no problem! Once the sword is out, the heaven and earth shake, the ghosts and gods are shocked, the sun and the moon lose their light, the stars flow backwards, it's a piece of cake!

"That battle!"

"It can be called bloody!"

Black Wind didn't care about the color on his head, he found a place to sit casually, spitting: "In the last battle, except for the two great saints, no one understood why Emperor Tian treated you differently..."

Listening and listening.

The sapling was fascinated, until the end, Black Wind had already stopped, but it was still immersed in that thrilling battle.

After a long time.

It suddenly sighed, a little disappointed.

"Old Black..."

"Do you think I can still strike out with that kind of sword like before..."

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