On Qiandian Lake, two divine swords kept colliding, and the divine light burst out with brilliant light, the sword intent was filled with all its colors.

Qin Mu and Jiang Luoshen stood by the lake, and they were paying attention to the battlefield. The confrontation between the two did not destroy the surrounding environment.

Their swords were sharp and fatal, but had no intention of murder. Qin Mu felt that there were many stories between them, both friends and mortal enemies, who were hostile to each other and cherish each other.

Pei Yuan and Zang Feng intersected.

They turned around at the same time, Pei Yuan's blue shirt roared in the wind. He raised his sword, his eyes became sharp, and the cold light tore the space apart.

The sword was hidden and crossed in front of his chest. The broad and unsharp sword was surrounded by golden mist. The power of heaven and earth was blessed by him.

That power is very warm, it is Haoranqi, which comes from the power of this world.

Pei Yuan is the master of Jiange, with his advanced sword skills and his sword skills are famous for his fastness.

He drew his sword first, and the sword was very fast, as if it could break through time, and ripples appeared on the lake and the chill came to his face.

This magical power has been polished by time.

The sword that hid the edge did not move. He closed his eyes, and Haoran's energy condensed into a golden light sword of more than ten feet behind him. The sword slowly fell down, and the time and space were cut off.

Appeared in front of you in an instant.

There were only two swords in the middle of the lake, but countless swords sounded, and there seemed to be many remaining sword intents here being awakened.

Many sword cultivators like to show off here.

The lotus in the lake is shaking.

The petals were torn and broken, flying all over the sky.

As the crisp sound rang out, the lakeside became silent, the sound of the sword breaking.

Zangfeng seemed to be ten years younger, with his waist and back straight and his eyes were like torch.

Qin Mu had admiration in his eyes. Both seniors had strong sword skills, and the sword skills they mastered were quite powerful.

Jiang Luoshen knew a lot of swordsmanship, but compared with them, they were all far from each other.

Pei Yuan's sword was broken, his appearance was fast and old, his face was full of wrinkles like a dead tree, and his hand holding the sword was shaking.

Hiding the sword across his chest, his expression was disappointed, and he said coldly: "The more you live, the more you go back."

"Cough cough." Pei Yuan coughed up blood.

Pei Yuan put away the broken sword and said lightly: "If it weren't for those things back then, maybe you would think of that senior now."

Pei Yuan looked at the sky not far away. It was the place where the Sword Immortal passed the tribulation and became an immortal.

"Maybe."

Zangfeng put away his sword.

Pei Yuan said calmly: "You won."

"Then why don't you get out of here!"

Zangfeng took a sip of wine and looked at Pei Yuan cursingly, a little suddenly.

“…”

Pei Yuan didn't say anything and turned around and left. He thought Zangfeng would kill him, but he didn't expect their grudges to end in this way.

The lakeside returns to silence.

Birds wandering on the lake. In the stone pavilion in the middle of the lake, Qin Mu asked Zangfeng to drink.

"Senior Sword God, long time no see."

"Haha, we have to drink two more drinks when we meet an old friend in a foreign land."

Qin Mu exchanged a large number of famous wines, Maotai, Wuliangye, Jiannanchun, etc., and praised them for their picky taste.

Jiang Luoshen didn't like drinking much. She sat quietly beside Qin Mu, watching them drink and chat, and silently eating snacks.

Zangfeng smiled and said, "I didn't expect you are really practitioners in the Zhongtian Realm."

Qin Mu and Jiang Luoshen looked at each other and smiled.

"There is no need to hide it from Senior Sword God. The Mu Shen Sect was not real before, but it is real now." Qin Mu said with a smile.

Zangfeng laughed: "You really do fake dramas, you really have them, you are a good boy."

"Senior, do you have any other plans to come to Zhongtian Realm?" Qin Mu looked at Zangfeng.

Zangfeng was a little melancholy: "I don't have the passion I used to be. Now I ended the showdown with Pei Yuan and I have no plans in the future."

Qin Mu asked with a shameless face: "Senior Sword God, what kind of grudges are you and him?"

Jiang Luoshen, who was sitting next to him, hit Qin Mu's arm, giving him an intriguing look, "You just like gossip."

Zangfeng smiled and said, "This matter is a long story. I was invincible in the Southern Realm back then, and then I used my sword to defeat all the sword cultivators in the Southern Realm of Divine Realm, and left the Southern Realm to travel to the continent."

Qin Mu admired him very much. Senior Sword God must have been a young and energetic genius back then.

"After my reputation is so great, all sword cultivators have to bow their heads to call me the Sword God when they meet me. I will take my sword to the Zhongtian Realm to defeat all the sword cultivators in the continent."

Qin Mu also heard of the legend of the Sword God that the strong men who came out of the southern continent are always famous on the continent.

Zangfeng's expression became sad, "I met Pei Yuan's junior sister in Zhongtian Realm. I thought she liked me, after all, I was also a romantic and suave sword god back then."

"Ha ha."

Qin Mu grinned silly.

Jiang Luoshen covered her tulle face, but she could vaguely see the smile on her face.

The current sword god is just an old man, and he can no longer see the outline of that year.

"I kept picking the great sword cultivator of the Zhongtian Realm and finally found Jiange. At that time, Pei Yuan was the senior brother of Jiange."

"We made an appointment for a duel. Before the duel, I was poisoned by his junior sister." Zangfeng drank with a bitter expression.

"I didn't know her identity at that time. After I was poisoned, my cultivation level plummeted. She told me the truth in person. She didn't want Jiange to be humiliated, so she approached me."

Qin Mu and Jiang Luoshen looked at each other, and both of them had heartache in their eyes.

Zangfeng said lightly: "I didn't blame her when I knew it, but she committed suicide in front of me..."

"I didn't show up on the day of the showdown and chose to disappear in the world."

Zangfeng smiled bitterly. He had already let go of the past. Even these secrets hidden in his heart could be told calmly.

Jiang Luoshen's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly and said in a deep voice: "Maybe she doesn't want to do that."

Qin Mu felt it made sense: "When Pei Yuan fought with his senior, his sword was sharp, but he had no intention of murder. Maybe he knew the hidden truth."

"I have thought of many reasons to comfort myself. Even if I know the truth, I can't change her back." Zangfeng shook his head. Perhaps this is the reason for drinking.

He is no longer as young and energetic as he was back then.

Jiang Luoshen and Qin Mu did not ask again.

This matter seems simple, and the things hidden behind it are definitely not as simple as what the Sword God said. The Sword God no longer wants to find the answer.

"Senior plan to return to the southern border?"

"Wandering in the world, the world is home."

Qin Mu's eyes lit up and he asked with a smile: "Are you interested in becoming an elder in Mu Shen Sect?"

"You have to drink wine."

Zangfeng was thinking about Qin Mu's wine.

Qin Mu laughed when he heard this: "Don't worry, senior, I'll take care of enough wine."

The two clashed again. The juniors of Jiandaoism who used Tibetan style to be completely "used" but Qin Mu was "luxury".

Qin Mu and Jiang Luoshen were very happy to be able to invite senior Sword God to return to Mu Shen Sect.

Zangfeng suddenly said curiously: "By the way, where is the holy doll I caught back then?"

"Let it go!"

Qin Mu said with a smile.

Zangfeng frowned slightly, a little worried, "Let her go, be careful of the revenge of the Holy Clan."

"She probably won't." Qin Mu still believed in Feng Qingxian. He was also good at her back then, and took good care of her, just like a gift for her ancestors.

After all, it is also a relative of Jiang Luoshen.

Rumble!

Thunder sounded outside the sky!

The bolt from the blue made everyone frown.

In that line of sky, the sky was torn apart and the glow filled with light, as if the gate of heaven was opened again.

Qin Mu and Zangfeng stood up at the same time.

They came to the pavilion, and Jiang Luoshen sat in the same place, her slender hands were trembling constantly. She knew that the holy clan had finally arrived.
To be continued...