The Northern Liang King's Tent.

The King of Northern Liang, "Luo Yuan", sat upright in front of the handsome man's case. His body was not quite burly, but it gave people a kind of thick and reliable as a mountain. His firm and calm eyes were even more profound and majestic.

When ordinary monks look at it, they will be frightened and be shocked by the chill in their eyes.

That moment.

Luo Yuan gives people the feeling that he transforms into a ferocious white tiger, entrenches on a high position, staring at all living beings indifferently and ruthlessly!

The head of the handsome case was standing, and there were two people standing.

There were also many generals wearing armored and holding sharp-wild men in the tent, staring at the two men vigilantly, as if they had any abnormal movements, they would attack them and kill them!

"King of Beiliang, we finally meet!"

One of the two men smiled and spoke with a calm expression, as if he didn't feel the monstrous blood-killing aura emitted by the King of Beiliang at all.

As for the thin boy beside him, he glanced at the others in the tent with a look of eagerness to try.

These two are naturally Zhao Fang and Li Yuanba.

After Li Yuanba shocked the 19th Army, he came directly to the Northern Liang King's tent under the leadership of the scout. Although other cavalry generals were blocking them along the way, they were all thrown away by Li Yuanba and played with the Black Bear Cav.

Companion.

The Beiliang army was collectively angry and wanted to kill Li Yuanba in groups!

final.

It was the King of Beiliang who spoke and eliminated the scene of blood flowing into a river!

"What's the point of finding me?"

Luo Yuan looked about thirty years old, wearing iron armor, and his aura was intimidating.

The light sprinkled on the iron armor, reflecting cold metal lines. When I looked at the figure in front of Shuai Wen, there was a little more solid and cold killing aura on the body that was still.

The north qi spreads the golden scepter, and the cold light shines on the iron cloak!

What a Northern Liang King Luo Yuan!

Zhao Fang secretly praised himself, then withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "I am from Tongtian Immortal Sect, come and take back the Han Light Sword!"

When he heard the four words of Tongtian Immortal Sect, Luo Yuan looked a little strange, but he quickly calmed down.

"Who are you?"

"The head of Tongtian Immortal Sect."

"What is the proof?"

Luo Yuan didn't believe it.

Zhao Fang is too young, so it is indeed difficult to convince people.

"Since you are in charge of the Cold Light Sword, you will naturally know the other three swords. Let's see, what kind of sword is this?"

Zhao Fang took out an ordinary long sword made of bluestone, like a stone sword.

"Tongtian Sword?"

Luo Yuan stood up and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Look at this one more time."

Another long blue sword was taken out, and the sword body was filled with sword energy, which was striking.

"Qing, Qingping Sword?"

Luo Yuan's breathing stagnated.

"And this one!"

A thick and heavy hand, as soon as it was taken out, most monks on the scene felt the great sword pressing like a mountain, flashing faintly and appearing in everyone's sight.

"Zhenyue Sword!"

Luo Yuan's eyes rolled and his eyes became more and more intense.

He knew that Tongtian Immortal Sect was not behind, and Tongtian's Four Swords were evacuated from all directions. After unifying Liangzhou, he also thought about retrieving it, but it would cost too much and ended up in the end.

I never expected that I could see the three swords again today, and all these three swords were in the hands of a young man.

Staring at Zhao Fang, Luo Yuan's eyes moved slightly, but he slowly sat down.

"The Cold Light Sword is controlled by my ancestor's lineage. Since the ancestor left the Immortal Sect, the Cold Light Sword is no longer one of the Four Swords of Tongtian. If you have found the wrong place, please go back."

Luo Yuan issued an order to expel guests.

"I came here today and didn't plan to return empty-handed. You, the Han Guangsword, and I will take them back to Tongtian Immortal Sect!"

This sentence made Luo Yuan's pupils slightly shrink, and he said in a cold voice: "What do you mean?"

"Haha, how does it feel to hide in the bitter and cold land of Liangzhou?"

Zhao Fang did not answer the question.

Luo Yuan had no expression on his face.

"Your cultivation level should have reached the threshold of the fifth level of the Nascent Soul, why haven't you been able to break through for a long time?"

Hearing this, a strange look finally appeared on Luo Yuan's face.

He didn't expect that Zhao Fang could see through his own problems in his practice.

"What do you want to say?" Luo Yuan spoke in a deep voice.

"I don't want to pursue what happened in the past, and I'm too lazy to pursue it. Today, I just want you, a disciple who is wandering outside, to return to the Immortal Sect and find the holy objects of the sect's tribe!"

"impossible!"

Luo Yuan was silent for a moment and shook his head.

"You have to think clearly before answering, don't let the brothers who follow you fall into a state of irreversible destruction!"

Zhao Fang grinned, his words were simple and calm.

But when he said this, Li Yuanba on the side suddenly took a step forward.

boom!

The aura of the infant becomes a strong man is slightly dissipated, like the most fierce storm, and all the spiral pills present, even those riders who have reached the peak of the spiral pill or even the fake baby realm, will be suppressed to the ground.

Luo Yuan is no exception.

I also felt the horror in this momentum, lowered my head and knelt on one knee!

At the scene, the only ones who were still standing were Zhao Fang and Li Yuanba!

"this……"

Luo Yuan was shocked.

When he saw Li Yuanba easily dealing with the cavalry, he guessed that the other party might have entered the Nascent Soul realm.

He was still a little scared at that time.

After all, it is rare to be promoted to the powerful Nascent Soul in his youth.

However.

Today and now.

He realized how outrageous he was wrong.

The other party is not a Nascent Soul!

He has also seen the peak powerhouse in the Nascent Soul Realm. Although the aura is also very strong, it is like a stream* compared to the aura of the boy in front of him, and it is impossible to compare with it!

"Baby, baby change!"

Luo Yuan gritted his teeth and tried hard to raise his head, his eyes slightly red. Looking at Li Yuanba's thin figure, horror and shock surged in his eyes.

"Um?"

Zhao Fang was slightly surprised and looked at Luo Yuan deeply.

In today's Tongtian Continent, it is rare to see the powerful Nascent Soul who knows the "Infant Change Realm".

Where did Luo Yuan learn about it?

Recalling the successive attacks and killings encountered on the road when he came and the powerful aura that flashed away, a thoughtful expression flashed through Zhao Fang's eyes.

"Luo Yuan, I am willing to bring the Northern Liang army back to the Immortal Sect!"

After Luo Yuan was silent for a few breaths, he made a decision.

Zhao Fang was not surprised by this.

Beiliang is a bitter and cold place, and Luo Yuan probably had the intention to leave, but there were strong people in other eleven states, so he had no choice but to stay here.

But now the immortal gate has given him a glimmer of hope!

Moreover, he was originally from the Immortal Sect, so it was natural to return to the Immortal Sect, not a shame.

"This is a cold light sword. After the ancestors brought it back, my Luo family passed on the holy objects from generation to generation and rarely used them!"

Luo Yuan held a strangely long sword box and handed it to Zhao Fang.

"Is this a gun or a sword?"

Zhao Fang wondered whether Luo Yuan was fooling himself. The sword box of the Cold Light Sword was too long and even a spear could be put in.
Chapter completed!