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"No courtesy, come here."

"Thank you senior!" Lu Wuxia straightened up, and Nu Jianxian followed Ye Shen to the hall, raised his eyes, and finally saw the appearance of the "ancestor" of the Desolate God Sect.

The Patriarch of the Rage God Sect sat on an ordinary chair deep in the side hall.His beard and hair are white, his skin is loose, his eyelids are drooping, and he is drowsy. He looks like a dying old man who is weak and almost dusk.

But just now, the aura that made her feel as if she was facing an abyss, and she was in awe, was emanating from this unattractive old man.

And the old man's sitting posture at this time, although his shoulders are slumped and his back is bowed, has no imposing manner, but at a glance, it makes Lu Wuxia feel as if he saw a huge mountain that cannot be seen at a glance, giving her a kind of "mountain mountain". Standing still, unshakable".

The space around the old man was extraordinarily dark, as if even light had been absorbed into his body.

"So strong!" Lu Wuxia's heart was awe-inspiring, and he secretly marveled. He walked ten steps in front of the ancestor of the Rage God Sect together with the Sword Immortal Fury, and bowed politely before bowing: "See you, senior."

"There is no need to be too polite." The ancestor said indifferently, raised his eyelids, and looked at Lu Wuxia with dim eyes: "Are you the new Tianjian Mountain's Gang Qi?"

"Exactly." Lu Wuxia said respectfully.

The old ancestor said slowly: "That's right, you have been promoted for a short time, and you have such a profound skill, which is not inferior to those decades of accumulation of energy. It seems that you are also very lucky."

Lu Wuxia was startled, and thought that this old guy was amazing, and he could see through his own skills at a glance. This was something that even Nu Jianxian and Ye Shentong didn't see. He was even more jealous in his heart, but he was still respectful on his face:

"Seniors are as discerning as torches, and juniors worship."

Sword Immortal Fury murmured in his heart: This girl has only broken through for a few days?The skill is not weaker than the accumulation of years of hard energy accumulated over the decades. Could it be that the man who fascinated her so fascinated her has done her any good?

Ye Shentong twitched out of the corner of his eyes, thinking in his heart: So much accumulation just after breaking through?What kind of opportunity did this woman, Lu Wuxia, get?One or two must be carefully investigated.

The three of them were thinking about each other when they suddenly heard the ancestor say:

"You seem to have an unusual aura on your body, not your own sword aura. Well, do you have a divine sword on your body?"

Hearing this, Lu Wuxia was startled, and looked up at the ancestor, but saw that the ancestor's dim yellow eyes were shining brightly, staring at her intently, giving her a huge pressure like mountains pressing down on the top.

Ye Shentong was also surprised, and looked sideways at Lu Wuxia, with a flash of joy in his eyes: Excalibur?To be rated as the "Excalibur" by the ancestors must be a true artifact of the Stellar Qi Realm!How can this woman possess a divine sword?No wonder it took only a few days for the breakthrough to accumulate so much, so it turned out to be such a great opportunity.

The Nujian Immortal glared angrily, looked at Lu Wuxia in disbelief, and was very anxious: Why didn't you tell me about this girl who is carrying a divine sword?Now meeting this old guy with a divine sword is like sending a treasure to your door!

Nu Jianxian has no confidence in the character of the ancestor of the Rage God Sect.

Asking himself, even he himself, if he meets a junior who is not from his sect, holding a magic sword, and recklessly barges into his territory, he can't guarantee that he won't see Bao's motives.

After all, in the entire Xuanzhen Realm, there are only two artifacts in existence at present.

Anyone in the Stellar Qi Realm who gets an artifact can immediately become one of the strongest in the world.

But now that the divine sword is in the hands of his master and niece, the Nujian Immortal must try his best to turn it around, so he forced a smile and shouted:

"My ancestor was joking. Although my teacher and niece's cultivation base is acceptable, but her virtues are extremely poor, how can she be so blessed to be favored by the divine weapon?"

In desperation, he even forgot to lower his volume, speaking loudly like a growl.

"Virtue?" The ancestor of the Rage God Sect glanced at Nu Jianxian with a half-smile:

"My generation is a master of martial arts, relying on strength, the strong are respected, strong is virtuous, strong is virtuous. Ordinary morality, what are we waiting for? Besides, don't you think that the old man is old and stupid, and his eyes are so dim that he can distinguish Can't get out of the Qi machine of the Excalibur?"

Nu Jianxian forced a smile and said: "Senior misunderstood, this junior never meant that."

"Then shut up." The ancestor of the Rage God Sect said coldly, and looked at Lu Wuxia again:

"Present the Excalibur."

He didn't even find an excuse, and asked Lu Wuxia for it as a matter of course.

However, this is also in line with the atmosphere of Xuanzhen Realm.

The Gang Qi Realm can do whatever they want, let alone the Immortal True God?

As the Immortal True God, it is natural to do whatever you want, and you don't need to make any excuses at all.

If there is no Excalibur, the Ancestor of the Rage God would not mind playing the role of an amiable elder who treats the younger generation to win over people's hearts.

But since you are carrying the Excalibur, you still caught my eyes

Then if I want your Excalibur, you have to obediently present it to me.

If you are not convinced, then go to die.

Under the gaze of the ancestor of the Rage God Sect, and Ye Shentong's secretly delighted smile, Lu Wuxia suddenly heard a raving that only she could hear.

Amidst the raving, she took a deep breath, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and a strange smile emerged, and then she turned her wrist, revealing the crystal clear and brilliant Ice Soul Sword.

"Old ancestor." Holding the sword in both hands, she looked at the ancestor of the Rage God Sect: "I have refined this sword."

"It doesn't matter." The ancestor of the Rage God Sect said lightly: "The divine sword has a spirit, and I have my own means to let it know who is the most suitable master for it."

Lu Wuxia pursed her lips, lowered her head slowly, hesitated for a moment, and finally held the sword in both hands, and walked slowly towards the ancestor of the Rage God Sect.

Seeing that she was subdued by the fun, the Patriarch Rage God showed a smile:

"Yes, you are a knowledgeable and interesting junior. Since you are so obedient, the old man will not lose your benefits"

Before the words were finished, a stream of crystal clear light had already illuminated the entire hall.

"Old man, want my sword? Take your life for it!"

Amidst the scolding sound, Lu Wuxia's body and sword merged into one, turning into a bright sword rainbow, following a mysterious and mysterious trajectory, with the principle of swordsmanship that nothing can be killed, and flew to stab the ancestor of the wild god.

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409, The Corrupted True God【2/3】

When the sword was drawn, Lu Wuxia was only five steps away from the ancestor of the wild god.

With the speed of the Gang Qi Realm, under the unity of body and sword, the distance of five steps is no different from zero distance. When the sword light blooms, it should stab the target.

but.

Speed ​​is also relative.

Even in the face of a normal Stellar Qi state, Lu Wuxia's flying blow with a divine sword within these five steps is enough to make the opponent almost have no chance to react, so he can only use the Stellar Qi to protect his body. He suffered a slight injury and instantly fell into an irreversible absolute disadvantage.

But in front of the ancestor of the Rage God, this sword is still not fast enough.

At least, not so fast that he could only bear it.

When the bright sword light bloomed, the ancestor of the Rage God's face sank like water, raised his palm, and slapped the oncoming sword light.

Bang!