Chapter 407: I am a disciple of Yangxian Temple.

Chapter 407 I am a disciple of Yangxian Temple
The lame man snarled, and the people in the air near the thousand people shouted a few scorpions at the same time, let alone, quite impressive.
These roaring voices made the gossip tremble a few times and then echoed in the valley.
Every disciple of Yangxian Temple doesn't look good.
Is it true that today’s Yangxian Temple is going to suffer?
"I have raised the foundation of the millennium for thousands of years, and I am in my hands today."
Liu Haisheng wiped off the blood of his mouth, and the sword of his body continued to emerge. "Would you like me to raise the temple? Yes, I asked the sword in my hand!"
Said, he sacrificed his golden sword and floated in front of him.
"Swear to defend the temple!"
The disciples of the Yangxian Temple behind them were inspired by the heads, and the fears on their faces dispersed. They pulled out their swords one by one and shouted in unison.
Liu Yi saw that the blood was boiling, and the heart said that although the Yangxian Temple had fallen, the disciples still worked very hard together.
It is no wonder that Chen Keqing will have such a sense of responsibility. It seems that Yang Xian Temple is a good way to train people!
"Master, what should I do..."
Li Moli is a little nervous in the face of so many cultivators.
In particular, these cultivators are stunned one by one, as if to eat the entire person who raised the temple!
She just joined the cultivation of the immortal world, and she faced such a big shackle. Some of her hearts were not at the bottom, and she subconsciously hid behind Liu.
Liu Yi also saw Li Molly’s fear. He reached out and patted Li Molly’s head gently.
"Do not worry, Master is here, will not let you hurt."
Although Li Moli always yelled and killed Liu Yi, but now she has become her own apprentice.
It is said that one day is a teacher and life is a father. Since Li Mo Li was taken, she would have to be responsible for Li Mo Li.
"Ok……"
Li Moli nodded her way and she had an inexplicable trust in Liu Yi. Who let, Liu Yi is her master!
"Now the temple will no longer exist!"
The lame man raised his hand and exclaimed with excitement. "This will be the world that my dragon teaches! Take down the Yangxian Temple, and we can qualify to participate in the World Congress! Hahahaha!"
"dream!"
Chen Keqing also squeezed his sword and said angrily, "Put it with you!"
"Give it to me here!"
Liu Haisheng said, with his hands together, the sword gas poured into the golden sword in front of him.
Hey!
In the fierce trembling of the sword, a huge figure slowly stood up behind Liu Haisheng.
Thinking of the huge body that was more than 30 meters high that day, Liu Yi couldn't help but be shocked.
Liu Haisheng's strength must not be weak, at least fifteen or six stars or more!
Maybe, his strength has reached the peak of the earth's level, and it is almost impossible to approach the heavenly order!
But why is the head of the division, who is going to be mad, is it too eager to find it?
I remember Master Ma Hua said that Xiu Xian is the most afraid of rushing for success! Any immortal method is a little bit of cultivation. Therefore, there is a saying that it is easy to enter the magic, and it is difficult to cultivate the millennium!
The reason why Liu Yizhi was a metamorphosis was because of the fact that there was no difference between the state and the "enchantment"!
Once you get into the magic, you will lose your nature!
Therefore, to cultivate the immortal method, not only must constantly enhance their own immortality, but also constantly hone their own state of mind!
Because Liu Yi is very upright, he is also a little better than others! In the state of mind, there is also a good spirit to support him. However, too fast cultivation is always inappropriate, the foundation is not stable, and the superstructure is not strong.
Liu Haisheng is obviously also anxious.
But I don't know if there is a ghost in the martial art. The news that he was enchanted by the fire has leaked out, attracting these rabble!
The huge figure of 30 meters rising behind Liu Haisheng scared a group of small faces pale.
It is not the head of the Yangxian Temple, even if it is injured, it is full of intimidation.
Looking at the huge figure, a group of people brought by the lame man could not help but rejoice.
"Big, don't be afraid!"
The lame man saw the situation is not good, and quickly screamed, "He is already the end of the strong! These are just his bluff!"
Hearing the shouts of the lame man, he remembered Liu Haisheng’s injury, and everyone’s heart settled a little.
Liu Haisheng is indeed stubborn!
Reluctantly propped up his own giant shadow, but did not have the strength to start, the muscles of the whole body will break apart!
"Haha, see no, he has no strength at all!"
The lame man found Liu Haisheng's cold sweat on his face, only supporting his own giant shadow, but did not launch any attack, confirmed his judgment, and immediately smugly said, "We went together and destroyed the Yangxian Temple! Since then, The name of the dragon will be spread all over the world!"
"Shameless!"
Chen Keqing couldn't help but shouted out loud.
"Spell with them!"
Zhang Wenzhao also has to tighten his teeth. Although he has also suffered injuries, even if he has to fight for his life, he must also keep the temple.
"The future of Yangxian Temple depends on you."
At this time, Liu Haisheng seems to have decided what is the same, his face back to the light, and it has become ruddy.
"Brother, what are you doing, is it a Yuanjian sword!"
When Zhang Wenzhao saw his master's appearance, he suddenly became scared and quickly groaned.
"You don't want to be impulsive!"
"Even if I die, I can't let these little people smear the temple."
Liu Haisheng’s swordsmanship came out again, and the whole person was stunned.
After I died, Zhang Wenzhao, you are the head of this Yangxian Temple! Take care of the disciples who raise the temple, the brothers take a step!

Speaking of this, Liu Haisheng has a little more resolute in his eyes, he will launch the returning sword!
This is the most terrible trick in the sword method of raising the temple, and the power is enough to move the mountains and fill the sea!
But the premise of this move is the life of Jian Xian himself! Therefore, this is the same trick!
It is not a last resort and will not be displayed!
Zhang Wenxuan’s eyes are red, and the disciples of a group of Yangxian Temple are also bursting into tears.
"Head..."
"Brothers..."
"Master! It’s all disciples."
Chen Keqing also bite his lip, and now, her master sister has a great responsibility!
Among the thirteen generations of disciples, there are too few to get the hand... not to mention that she did not get the ban on the predecessors!
Otherwise, how can Master let out his life!
Seeing that Master can fly and rob, it’s all his fault...
Looking at Chen Keqing’s self-blame, Liu Haisheng smiled and reached out and patted Chen Keqing’s shoulder.
"You can be Qing, it is not your responsibility. The responsibility of raising the temple should not fall on you. The heavens cycle, the object will be reversed. We raise the temple to dominate the millennium, and it is time for the recession. The number of days."
"Master..."
"Well, Keqing, look at the final glory of the teacher!"
Said, a stock of Jianqi four downstream, Liu Haisheng constantly urging Guiyuan sword, it is necessary to launch this anti-day magic.
Chen Keqing also cried, she cried for the first time, tears flowing down her cheeks into her mouth, why is it so bitter...
She is looking at her own master and seeing Master's last glory.
She is watching the little people outside the sword array, she has to remember everyone's face, if the master's return to the sword, there are still people who survive, then she will find one by one, killing by hand they!
Can't let Master die white!
"Don't let this old thing accomplish that trick!"
The lame man also saw that it was not good, shouted, "kill him, kill him!"
Other cultivators also felt the horror of this trick, and they launched spells, and the colorful spells continued to fall on the huge sword front.
"Boom!"
With the increase of blood in Zhang Wenzhao's mouth, the giant sword is constantly coming out of cracks.
"boom!"
Finally, Zhang Wenxi fell to the ground, and his giant sword was also smashed into pieces.
"Ha ha ha! Kill, kill them!"
Liu Haisheng’s Guiyuan sword is not ready yet, and the protected spells have been broken. They are exposed to hundreds of cultivators like women who have been torn apart.
"Is this finished?"
All the people who raised the temple, a flash of gloom in their hearts.
The spells in the sky once again slammed down.
At this time, a seemingly ordinary sword suddenly fell from the sky.
The long sword was entwined with a green scent, constantly rotating, like a green storm, slamming into the front of the people in the temple, and then smashing the spells falling in the sky.
"what is this?"
"Do you have a master?"
For such a strange sword that suddenly appeared, everyone was slightly surprised, and his eyes fell on the sword.
The blade has a small gossip, an ordinary iron hilt, and a yellow sword spike.
Nima, I thought it was a great sword!
This thing seems to be more than a hundred pieces of land stalls! Even the lowest level of the sword is not counted!
Is such a thing, breaking the attack of everyone?
"Whose sword is this..."
Liu Haisheng was also slightly surprised, staring at the Taiji sword in a daze.
"Hey, the younger generation, why do you want to take the shot?"
The figure of Liu Yi came out, reached out and gently patted Liu Haisheng's shoulder twice.
In these two cases, Liu Haisheng felt an unstoppable force pouring into the body, directly breaking his luck and letting his returning to the sword!
God... what a huge force this is!
Is it really owned by Liu Yi? But I saw his star map a month ago, only eight stars!
How can eight stars break out of the power to suppress themselves!
This, how is this possible...
Chen Keqing was also stunned to see Liu Yi slowly walk out of the Yangxian Temple crowd, standing next to his Tai Chi sword.
"You kid, who is it?"
Although the lame man was shocked, he couldn’t help but ask the first question.
"In the lower thirties, the thirteenth generation disciple Liu Yi, instead of raising the temple, will come to the meeting."