Tian Yuan

Chapter 1027: Your face is not worth mentioning

"Then try it."

Lin Changsheng stands alone among the heroes, his momentum does not decrease but increases, and he is not afraid of death.

"Although it's not good to hurt your life, I can trap you and just turn my palms."

The Kunpeng Ancient Clan had had conflicts with the Qing Sect before. Once, one of their disciples, a prodigy, coveted the fragments of the imperial weapons on Wu Junyan's body, but was suppressed and killed by Wu Junyan.

Later, the masters of the Kunpeng clan came to the world and went to the Qingzong to ask for an explanation. In fact, they used the death of the genius of the clan as an excuse to seize the fragments of the imperial weapon.

At that time, Daoyi Academy came forward to solve the problem, and there was no danger.

"Whoosh!"

After saying that, the ancestor of the Kunpeng clan raised his right hand and pressed towards Lin Changsheng.

Because the strength gap between the two sides was too big, Lin Changsheng had no ability to resist. In comparison, his movements were slow, and his mysterious power was not powerful enough to resolve the current predicament.

Even so, Lin Changsheng remained calm and firmly believed that his junior brother could protect Qingzong and prevent him from falling into the endless abyss.

Inside Qingzong's warship.

Although Chen Qingyuan has been sitting here, he is fully aware of the situation in the dense fog space.

It’s finally time for you to take action.

Only when these old guys show signs of taking action and looking for trouble in the future will they have a legitimate reason.

Otherwise, if others say they just want to have a drink with Lin Changsheng and discuss Taoism, then we will ignore them and it is not easy to deceive them.

No, it’s not a scam, it’s just asking for mental damages.

Chen Qingyuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, put down the wine glass in his hand, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Li Muyang opposite, who had his eyes closed to relax, and whispered: "Sword Immortal, I'm sorry to bother you."

"You're welcome, Your Majesty."

Li Muyang bowed his hand and disappeared with a "whoosh".

The atmosphere in the foggy space is very tense.

The old man of the Kunpeng Ancient Clan suddenly took action and slapped out a palm, intending to forcibly imprison Lin Changsheng to prevent Qingzong from causing too much chaos in the imperial state and affecting the layout of the ancient clan's entry into the world.

"boom!"

Seeing that Lin Changsheng was about to be suppressed, a burst of mysterious power appeared from nowhere and instantly neutralized the Kunpeng clan ancestor's magical power.

"Who?"

"Who takes action?"

The elders did not notice any abnormality, a chill suddenly appeared on their backs, their faces changed drastically, and there was a hint of fear deep in their eyes.

People are both curious and afraid of the unknown.

"bass"

One by one, the ancestors couldn't sit still, and stood up one after another, looking around, trying to find traces of the person who took action.

There was a hint of doubt in Lin Changsheng's eyes, and he was also unclear about who was protecting him.

"A group of old stubborns are bullying Fellow Daoist Lin by taking advantage of their age. I can't stand it."

The void in a corner slowly twisted. Immediately afterwards, a deep and powerful voice came, falling into everyone's ears, stirring their souls, and their bodies trembled, as if they were being shocked by electricity.

The next moment, Li Muyang appeared here in civilian clothes.

With his hands behind his back, he looked proudly at the crowd.

The tall and straight body is as strong as a mountain.

The hair on the temples was slightly white, the wrinkles on the face told the vicissitudes of the past, and the depth in the eyes carried inexplicable past events.

"Chang Geng Sword Immortal!"

With the appearance of Li Muyang, the place immediately exploded, and there was a sudden sound of horror.

Some people suppressed their shock, reacted, and hurriedly came forward to bow: "See the Sword Immortal."

"Meet the Sword Immortal."

The elders were stunned for a moment, and with extremely horrified feelings, they dragged their stiff and trembling bodies and bowed to salute, not daring to be disrespectful.

Li Muyang ignored the elders and walked straight to Lin Changsheng. With a smile on his face, he cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Daoist Lin."

With Chen Qingyuan's relationship, even if Li Muyang is about to enter the realm of quasi-emperor, he will not regard Lin Changsheng as a weakling, treat him as an equal and treat him with the greatest respect.

"Sword Immortal."

Lin Changsheng was really stunned. He never expected that the famous Chang Geng Sword Immortal would come forward to help.

After coming back to his senses, he immediately returned the greeting, keeping his posture very low and showing great respect.

"Fellow Taoist, there is no need to be polite. We are on equal terms."

Li Muyang said with a smile.

"How dare you."

Lin Changsheng looked slightly panicked.

A long time ago, the two met once. Lin Changsheng did not expect that the Sword Immortal at that time was still a lame old man, living in seclusion in a remote place, but in a blink of an eye he would regain his strength and be about to reach the top.

Everyone knows that Chang Geng Sword Immortal is only one step away from the Nine Steps of the Divine Bridge. Moreover, the Sword Immortal also obtained the order from King Jing, and had some connection with Emperor Taiwei.

Not to mention the ordinary monks, even if the living fossil of the immortal ancient tribe climbed out of the coffin, he still had to salute the Sword Immortal and pour him a cup of tea.

"Is it possible that Fellow Daoist Lin is unwilling?"

Li Muyang smiled slightly.

"Of course not, it's because my cultivation is still shallow..." Lin Changsheng explained quickly, and there was still a lot to say later.

Before Lin Changsheng could say anything modest, Li Muyang interrupted: "As long as you are willing."

Lin Changsheng opened his mouth to speak, but didn't know what to say.

This was not a good place for chatting and making friends. Li Muyang turned to face the group of old men and immediately put away the smile on his face. His face was serious, which put great pressure on everyone. His body trembled and his soul trembled.

His face changed quickly, becoming a completely different person.

No old man dared to look at the majestic and solemn Li Muyang. They all lowered their eyebrows, their hearts were trembling, and they were uneasy.

"With all due respect, your face is not worth mentioning."

Li Muyang was not afraid of offending the ancient clan and spoke loudly.

Saying this in front of someone is undoubtedly a slap in the face.

The faces of the elders were ashen, but no one dared to speak out to argue, for fear of bumping into the swordsman and being killed.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if Li Muyang killed one or two people present, the ancient clan behind him would not be able to fight to the death with Li Muyang.

Either ask for accountability and just pretend. Or stay silent and pretend nothing happened.

If you offend a quasi-emperor who is about to reach the top, is your mind okay?

The foundation of the Immortal Ancient Clan is still in the old soil, and it is impossible to provoke such a powerful enemy.

Of course, when the ancient tribe fully joins the world, the situation may become different.

With the ancestral inheritance, the mobilization of the foundational resources of the treasury, and the imperial soldiers guarding it, it is enough to be unafraid of many problems in the world, including the so-called quasi-emperor.

"What is the relationship between Sword Immortal and Qingzong?"

An old man boldly asked.

"It doesn't matter at the moment." Li Muyang answered truthfully: "I have long wanted to be the guest minister of Qingzong, but unfortunately I have never had the chance. Taking this opportunity, I sincerely want to be the guest minister of Qingzong. I don't know, Fellow Daoist Lin Is it allowed?"

"Huh?" Lin Changsheng was shocked when he heard this.

Not only Lin Changsheng, but also the old men of the ancient clan present showed expressions of disbelief, dumbfounded and shocked.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, is it okay?"

Seeing that Lin Changsheng didn't reply, Li Muyang asked again, with a sincere tone.

The elders of the ancient clan seemed to have heard the sincere request in the Sword Immortal's words, and their faces turned pale with fright, and their whole bodies began to tremble.