Yan Qinghong and Yan Tianwei were still standing in silence, Yan Qingping was still smiling, Yan Gong Ruo and Yan Qiusha were giggling, and did not look shocked at all. Chu Jingtian and Cold Cliffs, on the other hand, were obviously shocked. Yan Duancang's gaze swept around again, and came into contact with many surprised and fervent gazes. However, there was still no one who responded to him.
He appeared too early. Ultimate experts like him should first calmly watch the performance of other experts from the sidelines, and then appear last. Now that he had stepped forward, it would definitely make the following battles dull and uninteresting.
Yan Duancang retracted his gaze, then suddenly raised his head and said loudly, "Since senior has been watching me for a long time, you must be interested. Why don't you show yourself!"
His voice was neither loud nor soft, but it contained a strange vibrating power. An echo actually came from the empty cliff top, and the lingering sound reverberated clearly, lingering on for a long time.
Just as everyone was surprised, the chaotic wind that was originally caused by Yan Duancang suddenly stopped … That was not because Yan Duancang suddenly retracted his God level aura, but because his aura was actually silently suppressed by a mysterious power. The experts who were suppressed to the point that their chests were a little stuffy had just heaved a sigh of relief when suddenly, the wind rose again. However, it was different from the previous turbulent, majestic, and suffocating wind. The wind this time was a sharp, strong wind. It was no longer a gust or a wave, but as if it was formed by millions of extremely fine wind points. When it brushed past their bodies and faces, it was as if millions of extremely sharp light blades were cutting their faces and bodies.
Everyone was shocked. Just as they were guessing which expert it was, they had no choice but to circulate their power to protect their bodies. However, even so, some people's clothes were still sliced apart, and their heads were sliced off one by one. On their skin, red marks also gradually appeared.
Wind blade? If it was a wind blade, the power that suppressed Yan Duancang's aura, and such a powerful wind blade that seemed inconspicuous, yet could easily break through their defenses … When did such a powerful Wind Demon Master appear in the Tianchen Continent! Furthermore, this "Xie Duancang" had clearly just shouted — — "senior".
If it wasn't a wind blade, then what was it …
Whether it was intentional or not, the position where Yan Tianwei and the others were standing was not affected at all. However, the howling of the chaotic wind already told them how terrifying this chaotic wind was. Yan Tianwei and Yan Qinghong were completely unperturbed. Their expressions did not change in the slightest. Yan Gongruo shrunk into her mother's body and whispered, "Who is this person … Looking at father's expression, he seems to be a little stronger than father."
The battle of Qi could be decided in an instant. Yan Duancang was indeed at a disadvantage. Although the other party did not show himself, the aura that he created had an incomparably deep foundation. The moment he appeared, his aura was completely suppressed. In terms of the cultivation of "Qi", he had already lost once.
However, his expression was as calm as before. There was no graveness, surprise, or panic.
Chu Jingtian's eyes widened as he looked ahead in shock, sensing that incomparably familiar aura. This aura had accompanied him as he grew up, and it came from the person he respected the most. It was impossible for him to mistake it for someone else. He took a small step forward and shouted, "Grandpa! It's Grandpa … Grandpa, so you're here … I knew you would come!! "
Grandpa!?
This was not a wind blade, but a formless sword Qi formed by the Sword God with "Qi" as the carrier of the flowing air. Rather than saying it was a blade-like wind, it was more accurate to say that it was a myriad of flying swords that were galloping unhindered. Among these experts, as long as their cultivation was slightly lower, they would be injured by it.
"Hahahaha …"
A laughter that was as soothing as the wind came from the sky. The sword Qi that covered a large area instantly disappeared without a trace. Just from the laughter, one could imagine a sage-like old man. However, the voice was too faint, as if it came from all directions, making it impossible for people to find the source of the laughter. When these top experts finally sensed something, they looked behind them almost at the same time. In the sky, there was an old man over sixty years old floating. He wore a green robe and had a black belt around his waist. His black hair danced without any wind. His expression was as calm as water, but his gaze was as sharp as a sword.
"Sword God!"
"He's Chu Cang Ming!"
Chu Cang Ming hadn't appeared in front of others for more than ten years. He had also advanced from middle age to old age, but those who had seen him before still recognized him at a glance and called out his name. Other than the traces of the past on his aged face, the most important thing was the sharp aura that only belonged to the Sword God.
Sword God wasn't just a title, it was an almost unsurpassable legend of swordsmanship. Many people dreamed of meeting the Sword God, but were unable to do so. Twenty-five years ago, his name resounded throughout the Tianchen Continent. Twenty-five years later, there was still no one who didn't know his name. His influence didn't just affect a single generation.
The top experts subconsciously put away all kinds of arrogance in front of the Sword God, and their faces were full of respect and admiration. Those who hadn't seen the Sword God before also looked up at the legend of swordsmanship that had shaken the Tianchen Continent for decades. Originally, they were deeply regretful that the Sword God didn't appear here, but now their wishes were finally fulfilled. What was a master? What was a God? Chu Cang Ming was no longer the quiet old man who sat on a wooden stump, as if he was one with nature. Just by appearing, he explained this concept to them. It was a natural feeling of admiration that came from the bottom of their hearts.
"Wow! Grandpa, you really came! "Chu Jingtian shouted joyfully. To others, he was the Sword God that they could only look up to, but to him, he was his only family.
Facing the continuous exclamations, as well as Chu Jingtian's uncontrollable shouts, Chu Cang Ming ignored them, and looked at Yan Duancang. In the air, he slowly said in a deep and drawn-out voice, "After hiding from the world for more than ten years, there are indeed many talented people in the outside world. The current you has already surpassed me twenty-five years ago. I don't know if I was right or regretful for shutting off my sight and hearing all these years. Can you tell me who this old man's master is, and where I come from? I've never heard of your cultivation method before. "
Not only him, none of the top-notch experts who were knowledgeable and knew the cultivation methods of the world could tell what Yan Duancang and Yan Gongluo were cultivating. As for Cold Cliffs, his aura had no order or pattern. Chu Jingtian, on the other hand, was the Sword God Technique that resounded like thunder in their ears.
"Me? There's no harm in telling you. My master is my father. As for my origins, there's no need to tell me. Where I come from is no longer important. From now on, I only need to remember that I am master's most loyal servant. Wherever master tells me to go, I will go. "
These resolute and decisive words caused everyone present to suck in a breath of cold air. The words he said were clearly — Master, servant!!
A God level expert who could run amok in the Tianchen Continent, and no country dared to provoke him, actually called someone master, and was actually someone's servant! Furthermore, when he said those words in front of so many people, his expression was so calm, without any pretense or untruthfulness. Instead, it faintly revealed a kind of sincerity, and even … pride.
Twenty-five years ago, among the four Gods, Chu Cang Ming was revered by the world. The Snow Lady was far away in Cang Lan, and the Cang Lan Imperial Family did not dare to offend them. Once, the Cang Lan Empress was seriously ill, and the Empress was deeply in love. The Cang Lan Emperor personally went to the north of Cang Lan, and knelt in the snow in front of the Snow Lady Palace for a day and night. Only when he could not hold on and fainted, did the Snow Lady feel touched and help. Not only did the Cang Lan Imperial Family not complain, they were extremely grateful. Although Feng Zhaoyang was willing to be a servant of the Great Wind Imperial Family, the Great Wind Imperial Family had always been respectful to him, and did not dare to offend him.
Becoming a God was extremely difficult, but once one became a God, one could look down on the world, and create clouds with a flip of one's hand. And this man who emitted the aura of a God was actually someone's "most loyal servant"!
What kind of person could make such a God be so loyal and devout to be a servant?
Chu Cang Ming's eyebrows moved slightly, and he was obviously secretly surprised. No matter who it was, after hearing this, they would subconsciously think of the "master" he spoke of. To be able to become the master of a God, what kind of level of strength, influence, courage, and methods would that person have reached? In the entire Tianchen Continent, who was qualified to be his master!?
Who could it be!
"It seems that I have really grown old." Chu Cang Ming sighed in his heart.
"No, no, grandfather is not old at all." Chu Jingtian shouted excitedly from below.
Chu Cang Ming finally turned his gaze to him, and also … looked at the people around him, and said, "You, have the intention to kill."
Hearing this, Chu Jingtian immediately panicked. When Cold Cliffs was beaten down the Chen Cliff, his sorrow and anger rushed to his head at the same time, and he almost exploded. The killing intent that had never been aroused was awakened like a ferocious beast, and he could not control it. Ever since he was young, his grandfather had always told him one thing: Do not bully others with your strength, do not kill indiscriminately, be calm, and do not be violent.
It was also under Chu Cang Ming's strictness that he became a person without any evil thoughts, but in his loneliness, Chu Jingtian developed a kind of crazy obsession towards the Azure Sea Sword.
Just as he was about to apologize to his grandfather, he heard Chu Cang Ming continue, "Very good. Originally, I was still worried that your heart was too pure, and that you did not know what 'hatred' and 'killing' are for the first time in the world. Now, I can finally be at ease. You must know that as long as there is no evil in one's heart, staining one's hands with blood is not evil. Making one's companions bleed, that is true evil. "
Chu Jingtian was stunned for a while, and quickly nodded heavily, "I understand, grandfather. I will definitely protect every companion around me, and will not let anyone bully them again." After he finished speaking, he took a step closer to Cold Cliffs, who was lying limply on the ground, and his face was filled with seriousness and determination.
"Senior God of Sword, you have always been hiding in the shadows, and now that you have shown yourself, do you want to spar with me?" Yan Duancang raised his hand and said.
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