"call!"

A breeze blew across Liuyun Sect, and everyone felt a chill behind their backs, their legs were weak and trembling wildly, trying to kneel down towards the sword shadow in the sky.

The gods set the sword down, the divine magic sword, and the pressure enveloped them, just like a mortal who met the king.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

“…”

There were countless disciples with low strength in Liuyun Sect who couldn't help but tremble with their legs and kneeled on the ground with a thud, shaking their knees so hard that they felt ache!

This is the great pressure of the divine sword!

Not only the outer disciples and servant disciples who knelt down to the gods' sword, but also many inner disciples with good cultivation.

Almost under the Spirit Realm, even I couldn't help but kneel down to worship.

Even a cultivator in the Spirit Realm must grit his teeth to support him.

"Junior Brother Bai is so strong..."

Many geniuses in the Creation Realm and the Soul Realm of the Past Heaven felt dry and resisted the pressure of the God's sword.

The thirty-six peak masters were dumbfounded and could not control themselves for a long time.

Bai Lusheng, who had just entered the sect for two months, slashed the sword fairy's clothes with one sword, and the fake top-quality magic sword broke the blade. They asked themselves about their strength, thinking that they might not be able to do it.

But Bai Lusheng completed this seemingly impossible thing.

"call."

The breeze blew, and Bai Lusheng's clothes and hair bun moved with the wind.

It's empty.

Bai Lusheng was exhausted and his body was weak.

The sword just now seemed very relaxed, only a sword came out of nowhere, and he held the sword and slashed it out gently.

In fact, the moment he held the sword, the spiritual energy in his body was instantly drained, and even when he was fully circulating the purple energy coming to the east, he felt a strong sense of emptiness.

Fortunately, after collecting the sword, the divine sword no longer squeezed out spiritual energy, so he was able to absorb the spiritual energy and stabilize his body in the air.

Is this what Wang Cheng said about the God’s sword?

The only divine sword on the land of China?

Bai Lusheng's eyes fell on the Shenxia sword in his hand. The Shenxia sword looked unrestrained, but it was just a simple Baihan sword. Its sword rhyme was restrained and there was no fluctuation at all.

If a person with ordinary sword skills is allowed to see this sword, he may directly think that it is ordinary iron and abandon it like a piece of grass.

But if a strong man with extremely profound attainments in swordsmanship comes to see him, he will feel that this sword is extremely extraordinary at first glance. Although there is no sword rhyme or swordsmanship flowing on the sword, there is a strong sword force. It is the emperor of the sword and is majestic in the world!

"The gods set the sword."

The voice of the Holy King's Landing sounded, filling the indifference of the superior to the subordinate.

Then everyone looked at the Holy King Landing.

"Saint King Lin, what are you doing when you come to our Liuyun Sect?"

Gu Haoqian frowned slightly. A sword immortal had already made him feel very difficult. At this time, another sword immortal came, and his pressure became huge.

Li Xuantong and the thirty-six peak masters were also highly vigilant.

As long as the situation is wrong, they will immediately sacrifice the Liuyun Covering Sun Formation and the final guardian formation!

No matter what, they will protect Bai Lusheng's safety.

Sheng Junlin ignored Gu Haoqian's words, and his eyes were completely attracted by the God's sword.

He had seen the gods get out of the sword countless times. Since tens of thousands of years ago, he would go to see the gods get out of the sword every once in a while, but the gods get out of the swords have always been suspended in the Tibetan sword mountain.

In tens of thousands of years, the position of the God-Sword has changed for the first time, and it was actually a successful experience by a rising sword artist.

If Sheng Yi had heard from Bai Lusheng mention Bai Lusheng before, Sheng Junlin only thought Bai Lusheng was an interesting person, then now, he had been shocked by Bai Lusheng's talent and thought Bai Lusheng was simply a monster!

He has a profound realm and can tell at a glance that Bai Lusheng's bones are still a young man who has just grown up even in the mundane world.

It is such a young man who is not even old enough to be his great-great-great-grandson, and has realized that he has protected the sword of the gods for tens of thousands of years...

"Show me."

The look of the Holy King Lin Gu Jing Bubo's eyes suddenly fluctuated when facing the god's sword. He directly stretched out his white jade hands to take the god's sword.

Bai Lusheng held the sword and stopped his hand, his eyes unhappy.

"Who are you?"

"This sword is mine now."

Bai Lusheng was righteous and had a strong sense of justice. Since he had realized the sword of God and recognized him as the main one, he had absolutely no reason to leave it to others.

The man in the golden dragon robe in front of him looked quite famous at first glance. Those who could make Gu Hao look solemn, are definitely not ordinary people.

At this time, I don’t know if the other party is kind. What if he lets him see the sword easily, what should he do if he doesn’t return it?

When the Holy Junlin heard this, he was stunned and realized that the God had already recognized his master and did not belong to him. Moreover, it did not belong to him.

He immediately calmed his expression and became indifferent.

The temperament of being condescending and indifferent to sentient beings arises naturally.

"You are Bai Lusheng, I have heard of you."

Sheng Junlin's tone was calm. Although he was shocked by Bai Lusheng's talent for swordsmanship, his tone was still indifferent and did not care.

In his opinion, no matter how talented Bai Lusheng is, he is not worthy of being faced with before he grows up.

Who isn't a genius?

When the Holy Lord was in the territorial world, he was also known as the number one swordsman in China, and he successfully grew to the peak of China. The arrogance in his heart was unimaginable to ordinary people.

"I just want to see the gods put their swords and will not compete with you."

Sheng Junlin said indifferently that although he was jealous of the gods' sword, the gods' swords had already recognized their master. Even if he took action to snatch them, the gods' swords' swords would not belong to him. He would only return to the sword tomb.

Bai Lusheng glanced at Sheng Junlin suspiciously, but still didn't plan to show it to him.

Seeing that Bai Lusheng did not respond, the Holy King Lin raised his hand and took out a heavenly-grade divine sword: "This sword is given to you, please let me see the style of the gods' sword."

Bai Lusheng took the sword and confirmed that it was a heavenly magic sword and put it into the Qiankun bag.

"I have accepted the sword, but how can I trust you?"

Bai Lusheng still couldn't believe in Shengjunlin completely. What a joke? What if Shengjunlin didn't believe in his words and ran away with the magical magic sword? How can he change the gods to the gods? How can he stop bleeding and loss?

"It's okay for Lu Sheng. If the sword immortal wants to see it, let him see it. He is walking with the domineering sword intent. If he doesn't speak trust, it will damage his own sword skills and it will not be worth the loss."

Gu Hao said so.

Only when he reached his level did he realize the importance of "Tao" to practice. Losing his own Tao for a divine sword that does not belong to him is the real loss of blood.

When Bai Lusheng heard this, he felt relieved and then threw the God's sword to Sheng Junlin: "Catch the sword."

"bass!"

The sword fell into the hands of the Holy Kinglin, and a sword light flashed out, instantly illuminating the entire Liuyun Sect.

Sheng Junlin looked at the sword in his hand, and was so excited that his body trembled a little. His indifferent face gradually became joyful and then ecstatic.

He directly held the sword and slashed downwards!

The majestic and domineering sword rhyme merged into the sword and drew a sword light.

The sword light was silent and it was gone thousands of miles away.

After a few breaths, the sword light radiated to a continuous mountain range in the distance.

"Boom!!"

The sword energy directly splits the mountain range from beginning to end into two sections, and the distance between thousands of miles collapses, and the smoke and dust fills the sky, turning into a natural barrier!

The Holy Kinglin's eyes were slightly dim and disappointment flashed.

“Is that all?”

He knew that this was not the full power of the God's sword, but the God's sword did not belong to him, and he could not emit the power of the God's sword one or two.

If Bai Lusheng reaches his level, he can cross hundreds of millions of mountains and rivers and level up a world with just one sword.

"How much! How much good!"

Sheng Junlin was extremely regretful, shook his head, and returned the god to Bai Lusheng with his sword:

"You have taken it. This sword is the only divine sword in China. Please cherish it. I hope that I can see you use your own eyes to use this sword to your full strength in the future."

“This is nature.”

Bai Lusheng caught the Divine Sword and spoke very confidently.
To be continued...