Chapter 99: With a wave of a sword, you will hang Tianhe!

Only at this time did Wang Shuangkai fully understand why this Chen Xinglie would come to the inn intact.
Even the sword intent that bursts directly from the sword of Wanli Sorrow in Autumn could not have any effect on Chen Xinglie.
How can the hidden sword intent in a bamboo slip hurt Chen Xinglie?
Wang Shuangkai was a little flustered, and said in shock: "You...you can actually block the sword intent of the Supreme Elder!"
Chen Xinglie smiled indifferently: "Surprises are not surprises, accidents are not unexpected?"
Wang Shuangkai’s tone was full of disbelief, and he said, "I, the Supreme Elder of Tushan Sect, have already cultivated to the pinnacle of the land gods. This sword intent, under the land gods, is unstoppable. You...how can you stop... …"
Chen Xinglie raised his eyes, seeming to be a little innocent, and said, "It's a pity, this seat is blocked, are you very angry?"
gas?
Wang Shuangkai could no longer be angry.
He was just afraid.
He was so scared that the hand holding the sword was shaking.
Wang Shuangkai's hand shook, and the Wanli Sorrowful Autumn Sword in his hand became unsteady. The sword's edge shook slightly, and even the buzzing sound of the sword made an undulating sound.
Lin Daoyuan is on the street outside the door.
This Tushan Sect's suzerain, originally wanted to step into the door.
But now, when Lin Daoyuan heard Wang Shuangkai say this, he immediately stopped, his face turned pale.
Lin Daoyuan understood that every sentence Wang Shuangkai said was the truth, without any water, all words were true. If it weren't a land immortal master, with high strength and firm soul, he would definitely not be able to stop Shang Qingkong's sword intent.
Infer this...
It must be the land gods who can stop it.
Lin Daoyuan asked himself if he was not the opponent of the land gods, and he knew how terrifying the land gods were, so he didn't dare to enter the inn at all, and he even regretted why he came here after hearing the sound of the sword.
Shouldn't come.
Come to die?
Lin Daoyuan stood firmly in the street, not daring to walk forward into the inn, nor to turn around and escape. After all, in Lin Daoyuan's heart, with the skill of a land immortal master, even with his back to the street, he could detect Lin Daoyuan standing on the street.
Once the land gods have a murderous heart, they cannot escape.
A dilemma!
Only...
Watch the changes.
Waiting for a chance to survive.
Lin Daoyuan stood in the street, concentrating.
"There is a sword intent on this person. Obviously, it is his own sword intent that abruptly blocked the sword intent of the Supreme Elder."
"This...this is not fighting the spirit of the gods on the landing site, hardly resisting the sword intent of the elder Shang, but using his own sword intent to suppress the sword intent of the elder too...maybe, this person is on the way of the sword. The realm is even higher than Shang Qingkong, the elder Taishang!"
"However, why isn't this person's sword intent strong at all?"
Lin Daoyuan felt suspicious in his heart, secretly feeling the sword intent escaping from the inn, and a picture suddenly appeared in his mind.
In the picture, the stars are shining and the night is thick.
A figure stood under the stars, independent from the world, unable to see his face, and noble and vulgar. With a light wave of this person's hand, there is boundless sword energy, flying out of his sleeve, hanging in the void of the universe, it is a heavenly river!
"This!"
Lin Daoyuan bit his tongue fiercely and forcibly pulled his mind away from the picture just now. He only felt a headache, a trance, and exhaustion. His eyes were full of panic from the rest of his life, and he thought with trembling: " Terrible! Terrible..."
The Sect Master of Tu Shanzong didn't understand that Chen Xinglie's sword intent originated entirely from the upper realm, from the empress. This kind of sword intent has nothing to do with Chen Xinglie's own cultivation strength. In Lin Daoyuan's mind, the peerless expert in the picture was not Chen Xinglie at all.
That is the empress!
In the upper realm, the Wushuang Empress!
Patter.
Patter.
Lin Daoyuan's face flashed with cold sweat, and one by one fell to the ground.
In the scene just now, Lin Daoyuan was frightened. He was so dumb that he didn't even dare to take a breath.
Wang Shuangkai dared to gasp.
He not only dared to gasp, but also yelled.
"Impossible! I, Tushanzong Supreme Elder, I am completely self-cultivating. How can you stop the sword intent of the Supreme Elder!"
"There must be something wrong!"
"I want to communicate with the Supreme Elder who is far away in the Tu Shanzong, and she will personally control this sword. I see how you die!"
Wang Shuangkai howled madly, slashing his sword and cutting his palms, muttering words in his mouth, stepping on strange footwork under his feet, jumping around.
It looked like he was jumping a great god.
In fact, it is not much different from Jumping God.
Jumping the great is to invite the upper body of the god, while Wang Shuangkai is to invite the land god, Shang Qingkong, to control this Wanli Sorrowful Autumn Sword.
Once Shang Qingkong was alarmed, there were few people in this lower realm who could stop Shang Qingkong's sword.
Chen Xinglie couldn't stop asking himself.
Unless, take out that piece of indestructible talisman, it is considered to put on the thickest armor, can withstand the most venomous beating.
but……
Chen Xinglie couldn't bear it, his palm reached into his sleeves, and he took out the chrysanthemum arrow symbol, and thought to himself: "It seems that these 200 BOSS points can't be saved."
At this moment, a figure flashed into the inn.
Snapped!
Lin Daoyuan galloped over, slapped Wang Shuangkai's face with a slap, and directly beat his apprentice to the ground, his mouth full of blood.
The moment Li Qinglian and Chu Jingyue met Lin Daoyuan, it was like Shili's meeting, but they didn't expect that Lin Daoyuan would directly slap Wang Shuang.
What's happening here?
Li Qinglian covered her small mouth, dumbfounded.
Chu Jingyue was also confused and didn't know what to do.
"My disciple is not sensible, please forgive me." Lin Daoyuan ignored Wang Shuangkai, who fell to the ground, and directly bowed his hand to Chen Xinglie, bent down and bowed his head. The sweat beads on his forehead were illuminated by the sword light. In the reflection, a little dazzling.
Chen Xinglie squinted his eyes and looked at the person in front of him.
Sect Master Tushan, Lin Daoyuan!
Chen Xinglie recognized this person at a glance, but couldn't figure out why this person was in a cold sweat, so he pretended not to know him and asked, "Who are you?"
Lin Daoyuan replied: "My fellow Lin Daoyuan is the master of Tushanzong and the master of this person on earth."
Sect Master Lin called himself a "bad man" and put his posture very low.
Chen Xinglie felt very strange.
Why is the sovereign of the Tushan Sect so low-pitched?
Chen Xinglie absolutely didn't believe it. Just because his body shook, Lin Daoyuan was trembling and sweating.
This unscientific!
So Chen Xinglie asked, "Sect Master Lin is scared?"
Lin Daoyuan's eyes trembled, and he looked at Li Qinglian and Chu Jingyue who were standing aside.
Sect Master Lin didn't want to lose face in front of the disciples, and didn't want to tell the reason.
Unfortunately, in this situation, Lin Daoyuan had to tell the truth again, so he could only whisper: "I don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, trying to understand the sword intent leaked from the inn. I saw... Your Excellency waved a sword. Hanging on the Tianhe River, shocked... shocked as heaven and human..."