"Ah, this old lame... Uncle Luo is actually a cultivator, I really didn't expect it!"

"Yes, he can't be an expert who lives in seclusion in our village, right? I heard that those sword cultivators who live in seclusion are all very advanced!"

"Hey, then this guy Yang Shu can't be his disciple, then isn't it possible that Yang Shu is a practitioner?"

When a village woman heard this, she couldn't help but rub her hands and said, "Then... isn't it like I've patted the sword cultivator's little ass?"

The poplar tree that the women in the village love to tease most is the male-looking poplar tree.

The villagers couldn't figure out what Uncle Luo in the village was doing sitting on the beach now since he was a spiritual practitioner.

Moreover, it has been three days and three nights since I sat here.

Could it be... that he passed away?

Suddenly, the calm endless sea began to produce huge waves, which began to hit the shore.

Waves of hurricane winds blew from nowhere and stirred up rocks on the shore.

This wave is so big that it can kill people directly.

The wind was so strong that even the strong men in the village would be blown away.

The old man with a broken leg who had been sitting quietly for three days opened his eyes instantly, and a light flashed in his eyes.

He raised his big hands, which were calloused from weaving straw sandals, and slapped them backwards.

The next moment, the surrounding barriers immediately became more solid.

Regardless of whether it is a huge wave or a hurricane, it is blocked by this barrier and cannot affect the small fishing village behind it at all.

The villagers were stunned by the sudden scene before them.

"This...is this the legendary sword cultivator?"

The villagers who have little vision, the limit of their imagination is that of the great practitioners.

No one dared to think that this reclusive old man would be one of the four great swords of Qingzhou!

Luo Heshan glanced at the endless sea of ​​strange phenomena in front of him, took out a small jade sword from the storage ring, and then crushed it.

This is the second time I have informed Jian Zun and others.

For Luo Heshan, one of the Four Divine Swords, to crush the jade sword so solemnly, it was obvious that something big had happened.

The natal sword lying horizontally in Luohe Mountain vibrated at this moment, and there was a feeling that it wanted to be unsheathed urgently.

"Are the alien beasts in the ninth realm serving as the vanguard of the catastrophe?" Luo Heshan glanced forward and murmured to himself.

The entire Tianxuan Realm has never reached the ninth level since the death of the first generation Sword Master more than 10,000 years ago.

Today, a strange beast from the ninth realm appears from the Eye of Chaos, imposing its majesty on Tianxuan!

Its appearance caused huge waves in the endless sea.

As a result, an explosive hurricane blew up on the sea level.

The next moment, the old man with a broken leg disappeared from the boulder.

At this moment, he was holding a sword alone, with the sword held horizontally in front of him.

——Being in the wind, standing on the crest of the wave.

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Chapter completed!