The middle-aged man's sword was as fast as lightning, and he came to Jiang Beichen in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Beichen didn't panic either, and quickly grabbed the blade with both hands, and under the huge impact force, the whole person quickly slid back.

Keng! As he approached the remaining wall behind him, Jiang Beichen hurriedly pressed his feet against him, and the whole person confronted each other one by one.

"Although I'm just a ray of remnant thoughts, how can you let this junior go wild here!"

"open!"

The man yelled, his robe drumming all over, Jiang Beichen suddenly felt a sharp sword aura, like the top of Mount Tai, coming towards him.

Jiang Beichen didn't dare to think too much, and quickly sacrificed Xuanqing's true energy.

Even so, his heart still kept beating, because this sword aura was too terrifying, and it was absolutely impossible to resist the two levels of skill alone.

This is a sword fairy! "what!"

But at this moment, the man gave a soft voice and quickly took back the sword qi, and the invisible sword qi sank into his body.

"This is Xuanqing's energy?"

A touch of movement flashed in the man's eyes.

"Where did you learn from?

What is the relationship with the real Xuanqing? "

The man quickly asked Jiang Beichen's eyes.

"I have the inheritance of the true person Xuanqing, can be regarded as his disciple!"

Jiang Beichen didn't want to hide, so he said quickly.

This life should be extremely powerful before, this is a real fairy, even if it is just a ray of remnant thoughts now, Jiang Beichen dare not give it a big deal.

"No wonder!"

The middle-aged man stands with his hand, but he doesn't do anything anymore.

"Since you have the inheritance of True Person Xuanqing, you are his approved disciple, let's go!"

"Kunlun was in a catastrophe back then, and the real man Xuanqing helped out. Kunlun will remember this kindness! Since you are his disciple, I will not embarrass you!"

The middle-aged man waved his sleeves in a posture that he wanted to catch Jiang Beichen away.

"Could it be that the predecessors have seen the teacher?"

Jiang Beichen asked quickly again.

"of course!"

The middle-aged man looked at the sky and sighed.

"In the first battle, Master Ru tried his best to turn the tide, thousands of golden immortals, not as good as Master Ru!"

"It really is the strongest Sanxian in this universe!"

"Even the Emperor of Heaven personally surrendered a realm, and named Master Ru as the Immortal Venerable! Even Tai, Shang, and Yu Sanqing respected him very much!"

The middle-aged man showed emotion on his face, and he could see that he had a heartfelt respect for this Taoist Xuanqing.

But Jiang Beichen couldn't help feeling a little excited when he heard these news.

He had guessed about the identity of Xuan Qingjue's master, but he never thought that he underestimated it.

The strongest Sanxian in the universe, this name is a bit scary! "Well, I am following the emperor's will, guarding the gods of the extreme path, and waiting for the body of the wheel of the emperor, if there is nothing wrong with you, leave as soon as possible!"

The middle-aged man waved his hand impatiently.

He was just a ray of remnant thoughts. After he appeared, he was consuming energy all the time. Naturally, he was not very willing to'receive' Jiang Beichen. After all, he still had a mission.

But Jiang Beichen had no plans to leave, instead his eyes lit up.

Xuanyuan sword?

It turns out that Huang Chengcheng's great sword is the legendary Xuanyuan sword! You know, this is the legendary first sword in the world, also known as the sword of the emperor, it turned out to be the emperor's divine weapon.

"how?"

"Do you still want to covet Xuanyuan?"

The middle-aged man couldn't help laughing.

"Don't be silly boy, Xuanyuanjian is an extremely sacred weapon. I am afraid that you have been crushed by the sword force before you get close. What's more, Xuanyuanjian recognizes the Lord, unless it is the body of the Emperor of Heaven, otherwise it But I won't admit it!"

The middle-aged man shook his head, only thinking that Jiang Beichen was whimsical.

"Senior, let me try it?"

"It's not easy for me to come here. If you don't let me try, how can I be willing?"

Jiang Beichen's eyes were a little hot, and he couldn't help but eager to try.

A sword is worthy of a hero, and Jiang Junmen naturally desires magic weapons.

Now that I have come, how can I be willing without trying.

"Guwazi, I really don't know how high the sky is!"

The middle-aged man looked helpless.

"Yes, you can try it, but I want to warn you. This high platform has restrictions. If you fail to take the sword, you will probably be bitten by Xuanyuan Sword and burned to dust in an instant. Are you sure you want to try?"

The middle-aged man opened his mouth with a playful expression.

He thought that the other party was a disciple of True Person Xuanqing, so he could persuade each other, if not, he wouldn't say so much.

"How can I know if I don't try?"

Jiang Beichen shook his head.

Over the years, he was born to death and rubbed shoulders with death countless times. No matter how dangerous things he did, how could the other party's words scare him?

On the other hand, now his foundation has been ruined, although his life has been reduced, such as the lack of water fish, what is terrible.

Thinking of this, Jiang Beichen took a deep breath and strode towards the high platform.

The middle-aged man's expression was a little dazed. He didn't expect that he had said so, and the other party was still so persistent.

boom! However, Jiang Beichen had just touched the high platform, and a dazzling golden light suddenly vented. He only felt a strong surge in, and directly knocked him out.

puff! As soon as Jiang Beichen fell to the ground, he slumped on one knee and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

"Hehe, young man, what I said, it's impossible, don't think about it!"

The middle-aged man couldn't help laughing.

"This is Xuanyuan Sword, only to recognize the king as the master! It must be **** and unsustainable!"

The middle-aged man kept shaking his head.

****, is the natural king, born with extremely imperial aura.

Such people, once they were born, would carry visions, and Jiang Beichen looked too ordinary, no different from a mortal.

However, at this moment, Jiang Beichen stood up slowly again, his eyes flickered, and he started walking towards the high platform step by step.

"you!"

The man was in a daze.

Is this kid stupid?

I was seriously injured just now, but I didn't expect it to give up! "I want to try!"

"I don't believe it, what is the difference between people!"

"Things are man-made, I always believe that man will conquer the sky!"

Jiang Beichen couldn't help but shouted.

Charged up again.

boom! This time, it was farther than the last time it was bombed, and it fell to the ground and didn't get up for a long time.

"silly!"

The middle-aged man was shocked and couldn't help yelling.

"People are people, how can it be better than heaven?"

"You dare to say such a rebellious thing, it's crazy and ignorant!"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but shook his head contemptuously, feeling that this young man was simply ignorant of the heights, and was even looking for death.

Jiang Beichen suddenly sneered, with blood still in his mouth.

"Yes, there are all ants under God, but as everyone knows, occasionally one or two ants will turn over and despise the sky!"

Jiang Beichen gritted his teeth and stood up again, shaking constantly all over.

He could not hold on to such a backlash several times.

But he didn't want to give up.

Daoji has been ruined and will die sooner or later, so it's better to let go! Roar! There was a roar like a liger, and the white mist and black mist erupted together. Jiang Beichen's eyes were red, and his hair and beard were wide.

The middle-aged man stayed for a while, frowning and said: "Are you insane?"

"What is a fairy?

What is a magic? "

"It's a fairy or a devil, I have the final say!"

Jiang Beichen sneered at the corner of his mouth, his eyes flickered with gray light, and strode towards the high platform.

The golden light of the high platform was prosperous, as if extremely repulsive, but when the black and white qi surged onto the high platform, the big sword of Huang Chengcheng trembled abruptly, faintly sounding like a dragon.

Immediately, all the golden light sinks into the sword like a long dragon absorbing water.

"How is this possible?"

The middle-aged man's expression was petrified.

All this really subverted his imagination.

Can a person who has been enchanted win Xuanyuanjian's approval?

"impossible!"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but shook his head.

"Those who have been enchanted are all filthy enchanters. How noble is Xuanyuan Sword, how can they be given a handle by them!"

"Boy, I advise you not to take the sword, otherwise it is not as simple as being seriously injured. I am afraid that you will be directly burned to ashes by the sword qi!"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but sneered.

"We have already reached this point, there is no way out!"

Jiang Beichen shook his head, without saying anything, walked directly onto the high platform, with a big hand heavily placed on the hilt of that Huang Cheng sword.