The Legend of the Demon Sword Emperor
Always Calm

    "Oh, little boy, you are crazy, dare to talk to me like this, do you know that you are the first one to talk to me like this? Logically, it was the truth that I had to slap you to death, but " ..."

    "But why don't I want to kill you? Haha. It is so interesting, the eyes, soul fluctuations, and spiritual power fluctuations are so calm. It's very interesting. By the way, what's your name, I really want to know.

    " The old man looked at Xing Yun with curiosity ...

    But everyone in the audience was stunned when they saw this scene! !

    Xing Yun did this to the strongman called Senior by the Sect Master, Fairy Bingyunmen, and His Highness Huo Lian, not only was he not beaten to death, but instead admired?

    Everyone's heart couldn't help but pound!

    Ye Wufeng and Qin Qingxuan looked at Xing Yun in disbelief!

    They believed that what the old man said was not a lie, but!

    In the presence of the old man, whether he was excited, nervous, afraid, etc., it was hard for them to remain calm!

    How could a warrior who was only at the third level of the Martial Marking Realm remain completely calm!

    And if it was said the first person to restore calm was Zhuang Yuhan.

    He knew that Xing Yun had an unfathomable master.

    The reason why he was not surprised by the old man was because...

    his master was stronger than this old man!

    This was what shocked Zhuang Yuhan!

    Stronger than the martial arts world?

    It..a truly terrifying existence!

    And the focus of the audience, Xing Yun had always been so calm.

    Staring at the old man with a smile, “Why don't I dare to talk to you like this? Are you human? The answer must be humans. Is it strange that I am calm? And why should I be afraid? from you?"

    "It's not bad that you are a strong person, you will care about a junior like me casually? Raise your hand to kill me? Then I really should doubt how you reached the current level of martial arts. "

    Oh, I forgot to tell you. My name is Xing Yun, please take care of me."

    After speaking, Xing Yun raised his hand and stretched out toward the old man.

    Not bad, I really like you little one.” The old man swung it into Xing Yun's hands, and laughed, “My name is Yan Nanjue! If you think about your age, you can call me Yan Zu Ye, and I am a little. It's a loss, but I think you're a good boy, you can call me Uncle Yan, don't suffer."

    "What?! You, you .. are from Qiankun Mountain.. ." Qin Qingxuanzhuang said with a dull and trembling expression. Not talking.

    Xing Yun frowned and turned to look at Zhuang Yuhan, "Your Majesty, is this old man famous?"

    "Not just ..." Just when Zhuang Yuhan was about to speak, Yan Nanjue raised his hand to stop Zhuang Yuhan, turned to look at Xing Yun, and said with a smile: "Where is your sister? Let's find a quiet place to have a good chat. "

    Xing Yun heard that not only did he not feel Yan Nanjue's enthusiasm, but his back turned cold. .

    Why did this old man look like a sign of misery in his enthusiasm?

    Do you have a habit of breaking your sleeves?

    Xing Yun could not help shaking. Just as he was about to speak, Zhuang Yuhan quickly looked at Xing Yun and said, "Don't worry. Senior Yan is truly trustworthy. "

    Xing Yun nodded as he looked at this, "Alright then. Let's go, old man."

    Zhuang Yuhan, Qin Qingxuan, Ye Wufeng: "..."

    This Xing Yun was not too arrogant!

    How dare you call me old man? 

    However, Yan Nanjue did not care at all, instead he laughed and placed his hand on Xing Yun's shoulder, like a good brother.

    “Come go.”

    “By the way, son, what do you like? Dad, bah, I'll give you a generous gift. This gift thank you.”

    “I want to be a god, can you do it?

    You're playing me!” “

    You want to hit me? Come on, beat me to death, you don't want to see my sister in this life.”

    “You... cow! Lao Tzu will serve you."

    "..."

    Looking at Ji Xing Yan Nanjue and Xing Yun, who were getting further away, and Ye Wufeng, Qin Qingxuan, and Zhuang Yuhan, who were about to follow, suddenly looked confused.

    This, is this still a high-powered strong person? It's like.. like a bastard son of a bitch!

    It was not until the two of them left their sight that Zhuang Yuhan regained her senses, sneered at Qin Qingxuan, then glanced at Wu Lingyan, Hao Ren, Zhu Yerou and the others, respectively, and headed towards the attic along with complacent arrogance.

    Qin Qingxuan looked at Zhuang Yuhan gloomily who left with a satisfied expression, cold snorted, turned around and left.

    Qin Qingxuan would not feel depressed if she did not meet Qin Qingxuan's bloodline, but the fact that it was detached from her hand like this now made Qin Qingxuan's teeth itch.

    But he had no choice. The background of Yan Nanjue's strength was an existence that the entire Frozen Cloud Sect could not touch, and he was like an ant, so he had to accept his fate.

    Ye Wufeng even smiled bitterly. It was supposed to be a member of the Mad Sword Sect, but now it had nothing to do with the Mad Sword Sect!

    The only thing that mattered was Xing Yun.

    Qiwu Pavilion, in front of Zhuang Yuhan's attic, Xing Yun suddenly stopped and looked at Yan Nanjue with a serious expression, "Are you really from Qiankun Mountain?

    " Xing Yun rolled his eyes.

    "I don't believe it. I want to think about the future for my brother's safety. If I leave it to you for no reason, I'm not comfortable," Xing Yun said seriously.

    Xing Yingying had an extremely high status in Xing Yun's heart, surpassing even her own life.

    Because without Xing Yingying, the real Xing Yun would have long since died, and Xing Yun wanted to be reborn, let alone joke.

    At the same time, Xing Yingying's sincere concern for Xing Yun also moved Xing Yun deeply .

    Therefore, he could not let his sister follow him so easily.

    “How do you want me to prove it?” Yan Nanjue could not help but speak, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

    It was a big joke in the world that he wanted to take out a small puppet, but he had to be verified by another little puppet that only had fourth level martial arts.

    However, Yan Nanjue could feel the connection from Xing Yun's heart, so he wasn't easily offended, but admired Xing Yun greatly and was very curious.

    A young man with such a calm mind made him really want to know why.

    "What do you, Qiankun Mountain, have to have a mark or something? Take it out and let me see."

    Yan Nanjue nodded, and a curtain of white light appeared between his hands.

    The light curtain had no trace of the fluctuation of spiritual power, but the space rippled like water, and a moment later, a silent and simple mark appeared in front of Xing Yun .

    The token was the size of a palm, its entire body was pale yellow, and its central part was marked by mountains and rivers, flowers, birds, fish and insects, among others, and other places are dense with mysterious and obscure lines.

    Vaguely, I could feel a trace of great and majestic coercion emanating from the token.

    Xing Yun immediately understood that this Yan Nan Jue was telling the truth.

    Although Xing Yun was not the Emperor of Heaven, he had once stood at the peak of the Nine Realms and had seen too much.

    At first glance it can be seen that this token is definitely not an ordinary token, with a little special meaning of heaven and earth, uniting heaven and earth.

    This kind of thing was not something that could be made in an ordinary place.

    But believing is one thing, speaking is another.

    Xing Yun glanced at him and frowned: "It looks so beautiful, but, how can you prove it? Unless you are casually making an Earth level, Heaven level, or other martial skill to prove that you have a strong legacy. Yan Nanjue

    Glanced at Xing Yun's eyes who suddenly smiled and knew that he trusted her.

    But when I heard this, I couldn't help but speak.

    Emotions have spun in circles to be torn!

    To this man Yan Nanjue, the more I see him, the more I like him.

    His character was crazy, and he acted as he pleased. I like it, don't care about anything else.

    “When I meet your sister, it's up to you.”

    Xing Yun immediately nodded, and at this moment, the three Zhuang Yuhan came and walked together.

    As soon as he arrived at the secret room, Yan Nanjue's eyes sparkled, and the next moment he appeared in front of Xing Yingying with an excited expression.

    "Haha, my guess is correct. Not to mention the advanced seventh-grade bloodline, it was still a mutant bloodline. Still have mutant lightning ..."

    After saying this, Yan Nanjue's brows suddenly furrowed, and he raised his hand to grasp Xing Yingying's wrist.

    Xing Yingying was already shocked when she saw Yan Nanjue's excited expression, but at this moment she was even more frightened and ran over to Xing Yun .

    “Don't be afraid of Yingying, this is the old man from Qiankun Mountain, and his strength is very strong,” Xing Yun said.

    "Mount Qiankun ?!" Xing Tianfeng looked happy and excited.

    "Oh? You ..." Yan Nanjue was slightly surprised. A half-step martial artist actually knew about Qiankun Mountain?

    It was not that Qiankun Mountain was not famous, but it was so famous that it had yet to reach a certain level and could not be touched at all!

    “He is my father.”

    Hearing Xing Yun's explanation, Yan Nanjue nodded, “Your father is very knowledgeable, even I know Qiankunshan.”

    “You talk too much. Touch my brother's hand to dry. What!” Xing Yun frowned slightly.

    Yan Nanjue's face suddenly condensed, "I feel the strength of the formation in his body. So I want to see. "

    Xing Yun frowned and nodded.

    He immediately comforted Xing Yingying and came to Yan Nanjue's side, and immediately said, "If you dare to mess with your hand, I'll shoot you to death."

    "Cut, did you hit me?" Yan Nanjue snorted and immediately picked him up. Placing it on Xing Yingying's wrist, within moments, her expression was slightly shocked.

    "This is already a seventh rank bloodline, and the power of the bloodline is still sealed! Who's your sister? How high was his bloodline rank?!"

    Xing Yun was also a little surprised. He's already broken the seal, but there's still the seal?

    Could it... Yingying's bloodline might be ninth rank? or even higher? !

    Thinking of this, Xing Yun was not envious, just relaxed and happy.

    At least ... she has the ability to protect herself!