Chapter 1397: The fate of offending the master! (1/2)

”scare--”

Thousands of High Heaven Swordsmen's sudden actions shocked all the other monks present. Under a breath of cold air, they couldn't believe their eyes and couldn't figure out Li Yao's path at all. !

”He, he, who is he?”

”In the realm of cultivation, it seems that I have never heard of such a person. Why can thousands of high sky swordsmen be respectful, and dare not even make a loud noise!”

”Is it the overseas casual repairman that the Purple Pole Sword Sect invited to help boxing? It looks ordinary, nothing surprising!”

In the midst of everyone’s discussion, the black tower-like alchemy monk, the ”Ben Lei Sword” Wu Jiuxing, personally bought for Li Yao a seven or eight meters in diameter, carved into the shape of a lotus flower, crystal clear, and the light flashes. , An extremely luxurious jade dish.

As soon as this jade disc was released, all the monks present were even more dumbfounded, and their eyes almost fell out.

Most high-ranking cultivators have the magical power of flying swords, but here is the key point of the mountain gate of the Purple Pole Sword Sect. If the two sides have not completely smashed their skins, they naturally have to abide by the master's rules, and it is impossible to fly indiscriminately.

In order to attract many high-ranking monks into the copper furnace peak to watch the battle, the Purple Pole Sword Sect prepared a lot of floating jade discs.

The floating jade discs are also divided into grades.

The most common jade dish, about ten meters in diameter, is a large disc on which dozens of monks can stand at once.

A relatively high-end jade dish with a diameter of three to five meters, the surface is carved with dragons and phoenixes, and it is full of brilliance. It is inlaid with various colorful spars and pearls. It can only carry one person. It is prepared for the suzerain and head of the general sect.

This superb jade disc with a diameter of more than seven or eight meters, like a lotus flower slowly in full bloom, faintly surrounded by the spirit of the spirit, is the most advanced magic weapon for attracting, and it is absolutely not qualified to ride!

Looking at the servants of Li Yao Fengchen, dressed in plain clothes and faintly in flames, how can they not look like the masters of Yuan Ying, they can make the Purple Pole Sword Sect perform such a big battle!

For a moment, there was silence under the Tonglu Peak, and the intricate eyes of nearly ten thousand monks cast all of them on Li Yao!

Li Yao frowned secretly.

He repeatedly warned the sect of the Purple Pole Sword Sect that before he agreed to his conditions, he should never call himself an ”old ancestor.”

The so-called ”ancestor” is certainly the honorific name given by a low-level monk to a high-level monk who is far above himself, but its original meaning is that it can only be used by two parties within the same sect and with a relationship of teacher and inheritance. It means ”ancestor, ancestor”.

Li Yao didn't mind helping the Zi Ji Sword Sect, but he had to negotiate an appropriate price first.

Otherwise, wouldn't it seem that the price is too low just for the ”old ancestors” who don't want money?

Unexpectedly, the Ziji Sword Sect gang had a side ball with him.

Yes, he obeyed his instructions and didn't call him ”Master” or ”Old Ancestor”, but if he didn't agree with this, thousands of elite swordsmen bowed at the same time and prepared such an arrogant jade disc for him. How is this different from calling him ”the ancestor”?

”Gu Xiu is also very cunning!”

Li Yao was a little dumbfounded.

These are all trivial things. I didn’t hit the smiley people with my hands, and I didn’t bother to care about them like them. Li Yao's face was indifferent, and he nodded lightly to the extremely obedient ”Ben Lei Sword” Wu Jiuxing, and stepped into the lotus jade plate naturally with both hands. Carrying on his back, psychic energy flowed, the jade disc spread out and made ripples around, and fluttered like thousands of colorful butterflies, holding the jade disc into the air, slowly rising towards the copper furnace peak.

The many monks who ate his tail flames naturally uttered bursts of sighs containing envy, jealousy, hatred and incomprehension.

Li Yao's hearing is so keen, all the content of his sighs can be heard clearly, and he heard a strange sound of Yin and Yang, using the method of condensing sound waves that he thought to be secret, he was urging: ”Friend Yuchi, Ziji Sword Sect is doing something. What an injustice! You are also cultivating on the edge, fighting all over the Huoluo Valley without encountering an opponent, and you all rushed to join us, but you were stopped here!”

”This kid seems to be cultivating on the edge, and his face is tight. I don't think he is a famous person, and he didn't show any amazing accomplishments, so he was invited up by the Purple Pole Sword Sect with such a big fanfare!”

”Everyone is cultivating on the edge, why can he go up, but you can't? Does it mean that to observe the duel between the two masters of the world, you need to rely on the relationship of shamelessness?”

Li Yao turned his head and glanced coldly.

I saw a white-clothed monk with oily noodles and self-confidence, with a face full of bad intentions, agitating a person who looked stupid and stunned, but his figure was stronger than that of ”Ben Lei Sword” Wu Jiuxing, as if he were one A red-faced monk like a copper wall and an iron wall.

At first glance, the red-faced monk is a type with well-developed limbs, simple mind, and easily incited by others.

What's more, he came from the frontier, with a sturdy nature and rebellious nature. He was stopped abruptly by the high swordsman just now, and he had already suppressed his anger.

Seeing Li Yao, who was also a ”side-desolate cultivator,” he was led up by the Purple Pole Sword Sect in such an exaggerated scene.

I was instigated by someone again. The meaning between the lines alluded to Li Yaotong's internal relationship with the Purple Sword Sect. Perhaps it was someone who knew the elders of the Purple Sword Sect, so he could go up!

”Humph!”

The red-faced monk snorted heavily, pushed a few people away in front of him, rushed to ”Ben Lei Jian” Wu Jiuxing in two steps, pointed at Li Yao in mid-air, and said loudly, ”Who is this fellow Daoist? Why? He can go up, but we can't. What is the reason!”

”Yes, what is his background, what kind of school he is, and why he can go, we can't!”

”Unfair! The Purple Pole Sword Sect is too unfair!”

Many monks from different factions were originally watching the great show of the Purple Pole Sword Sect this time. Since there are people who are not afraid of death, they naturally rushed into noise.

”Ben Lei Sword” Wu Jiuxing was slightly startled, a tiger face suddenly sank, and the bull's eyes glared at the red-faced monk.