The next moment, the Vajra Bull Demon directly transformed into a giant body of a hundred feet, with a shocking appearance, overlooking the Emperor Immortal Sect, and said angrily: "Old Sword Master, I wanted to fight with you in the past, but I didn't have the chance, so I'm here today.

Ask for advice, ask for advice!”

Above the sky of the Emperor's Immortal Sect, the old man waved his sleeves gently, and the eight hundred thousand flying swords disappeared in an instant.

The Vajra Bull Demon is like a formidable enemy.

However, the old man didn't even look at it and floated towards Lietian Dojo.

The old man's gaze swept over everyone one by one.

When he saw Lu Tiangang and others, he nodded slightly.

When he saw Hua Yunchang, the old man smiled slightly and said, "Junior brother."

"Senior brother," Hua Yun said.

The old man's gaze passed over Ye Xuan again, and his cloudy eyes carried the light of a wise man, as if he wanted to see through Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan put his hands in his pockets and looked at the old man.

"You're not bad." Ye Xuan said.

This sentence directly made everyone present's eyelids jump wildly.

you……

not bad?

This damn sword master was famous all over the world 40,000 years ago!

How did it fall into your mouth and become pretty good?

"Ye Xuan! Don't be rude!" Lu Tiangang shouted lowly.

The old man waved his hand, looked at Ye Xuan with a smile in his eyes, and said hoarsely: "The Emperor's Immortal Sect is lucky to have you for three lifetimes."

As he spoke, the old man shook his sleeves with both hands. Even though the fingers on both hands were incomplete, he still bowed solemnly and bowed slightly: "Old Emperor Jixian Sect, all of us, thank you, little friend."
Chapter completed!