Hearing the old man's words, Ling Yun nodded casually: "Don't worry, in your case, I only need to help you heal once more to make you completely heal. At the same time, I can also help you optimize that sword technique so that it will not hurt the enemy or yourself when used in the future."

“Yeah? Ah?”

The old man was stunned at first, then he was frightened: "How do you know that the bruises in my body were caused by self-injury with a certain set of sword techniques?"

"The sword energy in your body is turbulent and it will not dissipate for a long time. Moreover, it has been penetrated by the sword energy many times, and even a trace of damage in your dantian is even a little damaged. This is the fundamental reason why you have been bruised for ten years but cannot be treated. The ability to cause such subtle bruises can only be caused by you. And you are a swordsman, so everything is undoubtedly obvious."

Ling Yun replied lightly.

He also used the eyes of the destruction world to spy on the old man's body, and then half guessed and half speculated.

"The master is indeed a god."

The old man was extremely excited and authentic.

By the way, after the young and old appeared, everyone's attention was shifted to them.

But what about them?

He didn't do anything, and he even told Ling Yun some words they couldn't understand.

This left everyone speechless.

The most speechless ones are undoubtedly the people from the three families of earth, wood and water.

I was just asking Ling Yunxing for a good crime, but you suddenly ran out and wasted everyone's time. What's going on?

Don’t take the five major families in the Southern Region seriously?

Among them, Shui Xinkong, the elder of the Shui family, was the worst patient, and scolded the young and angry, "I said, have you two said enough? If you say enough, get out of here immediately? Let our families settle the accounts with this kid first."

The old man and the young man frowned, turned sideways, and looked at Shui Xinkong indifferently.

"roll."

A word was spit out from the old man's mouth, but for some reason, it was extremely majestic. Even the people from several major families were all striking, as if the word was like a magical sound, which could criticize their souls.

"Hmph, do you want us to get out? You don't even look at how much you have. Just two swordsmen, can you dare to be arrogant in front of my five major families?"

Shui Xinkong's eyes suddenly became cold.

In front of so many people, they were scolded like this, not to mention that the old man was dressed as a beggar, which naturally made Shui Xinkong unacceptable.

Anger rises again and again.

"Give you another chance: get out."

The old man continued to shout.

"Two ungrateful guys, you are seeking death by yourself."

Shui Xinkong's eyebrows were cold, and he didn't intend to talk nonsense to such ants as old and young. In an instant, his whole body bounced up, and the aura of the second level of the Earth Martial Realm poured out like a mountain torrent, which shocked the people around him.

"Zhi'er, this person is too noisy, kill him."

The old man spoke very casually.

"yes."

The boy nodded.

clang!

The sword on his back was held in the palm of his hand, and the young man pulled out the sword.

Facing the rushing Shui Xinkong was not afraid at all, but instead he just slashed out with an ordinary sword.

But the moment the sword fell, the entire space was full of sword intent, as if it had become a sea of ​​swords in an instant, with shadows of swords everywhere. In the end, all the sword shadows shot towards Shui Xinkong from all directions.

"Swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish."

The air was turbulent and the explosion continued.

Shui Xinkong didn't care about this kind of sword intent. How powerful can a little kid's sword have?

So he ascended into the air, his body was shocked, and he wanted to shake all the infinite sword intent away from him, and he continued to launch an offensive.

But he was wrong.

And it's a big mistake.

The body shook, not only did the sword intent not disperse.

On the contrary, the infinite sword intent followed his breath and all rushed into his body, and then not only ran around in his body, but also cut wildly like a cutting machine. The internal organs, the extraordinary meridians, and even the limbs and bones were cut into pieces.

"ah……"

A huge scream suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.

Everyone was stunned.

Don't understand what's going on?

I immediately saw in horror that Shui Xinkong, who was flying in the air, slammed into the ground like a plane crash, bleeding from his seven orifices, and his body was full of holes. The sword intent in his body finally broke out and formed a full moon sign in the air.

"What's going on here? That boy is so... so perverted?"

Everyone was completely shocked.

Today, they have seen such a genius boy like Ling Yun, which is already surprising enough.

But now another one comes.

This young man is about the same age as Ling Yun, but his strength is even stronger than Ling Yun.

This is also incredible.

"Full moon sword intent? That is actually a kind of sword intent that sword cultivators dream of? As far as I know, there are only a few sword cultivators in the entire Qinglong Realm who can master sword intent. There is only one person in the southern realm, that is the first sword god in the southern realm: Senior Jian Chen."

"This kid is so scary. Wait? Senior Jian Chen? I remember that Jian Chen's strongest method is the full moon sword intent?"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise.

I can't believe the scene in front of me.

When he heard someone mention Jian Chen, Mu Hai's third-level martial arts realm of the Mu family suddenly condensed on the old man, and then he became trembling and asked carefully: "Dare you dare to ask Senior, is it my famous Senior Jian Chen in the Southern Region?"

As soon as these words were said, everyone present suddenly expanded their pupils, and they all stared at Jian Chen intently.

Sword Chen.

That is a myth in the Southern Region.

A sword from the sky, a sword from the god of killing, and a sword from the full moon.

These are Jian Chen's most proud methods.

Jian Chen used these methods to kill all the invincible hands of the Southern Region.

Ten years ago, he defeated Zhuge Ao, the number one man in the Southern Region at that time, and thus won the title of the No. 1 Sword God of the Southern Region.

But since then, Jian Chen has disappeared.

Without a trace.

No one knows his whereabouts, nor does anyone know his current situation.

Some people say that in order to pursue a higher level of martial arts, he left the Southern Region, the Qinglong Region, and went to a wider world.

Some people also say that he can't find his opponent and retire to the mountains.

If the old man in front of him was Jian Chen, that would be too terrifying.

"Do you care who I am? Let's get as far as I can. If you disturb me and the master here, your fate will only be even worse."

The old man had a little more anger in his words.

And this anger made many people present tremble.

It also made everyone's hearts suddenly become more aware.
Chapter completed!