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Chapter 1784: Do you think I'm blind?

The old man smiled and stroked his beard, his behavior was filled with relief, and he half-squinted his eyes and looked at the silver-haired woman off the field.

The astonishing aura was released slightly, overtaking the void, like a human-shaped giant sword.

Although the distance was far, everyone was shocked. The old man's aura was sharper than that of a young woman. He was as thin as a thorn in terms of sense.

In a blink of an eye, the old man's robe shook gently as everyone's eyes shot.

The vast sword energy that was unstoppable was covered up so that it almost did not exist under the vast pressure, just like a worldly venerable who was transcendent in the Taoist wind.

"Who is it!" Bahai Santong and Yuchi Changfeng immediately looked tight, and there was a strong man standing on their heads. It was hard to know when they were standing.

"That person seems to be!" The sect leader of Tianlong Sect and Shenhu Sect felt awe-inspiring in his heart, and he took a deep breath.

The energy of the air was secretly released. When he wanted to find out the reality of the strong and crush the soul power, he was blocked by a mysterious and thick sword energy and trembled all over his body.

Even peerless powerful people like the Master Tianlong Sect and the Master Shenhu Sect have already reached the Yuan Realm and cannot get close to this old man.

Then the old man's strength is already terrible!

"When will this old man come here!" The Holy Lord had obviously guessed the identity of the old man, and a suspicious look flashed in his eyes.

When I was discussing a solution with Liu Ruoxi just now, I didn't notice the old man's whereabouts.

Immediately, a desolation surged in my heart. Is this the strength of the aristocratic family?

The Holy Lord couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. The Tianlong Sect and the Shenhu Sect on the side had already come to their senses.

"Are you from a noble family?"

"So strong, I feel like my soul just now is stabbed by a sword."

"That silver-haired woman is also very strong. She actually pierced the soul barrier of Si Ling Feige with one sword!"

At this moment, an extremely old voice came from the sky, as if I had passed the long river of time.

"Duanmu Little Palace Master, you have already felt that I have arrived! Hahaha!"

Duanmu Xiaoman slowly turned around, slightly towards the old man who was stepping on the clouds in the void, and said in a deep voice.

"Senior Dugu Xie, Duanmu Xiaoman and everyone in the Yutian Palace kowtowed!"

As soon as the words finished, the sound of sucking air sounded in the crowd, Dugu Xie!

The one-fingered sword god of the Wanjiandao Alliance, Dugu Xie, is the strongest swordsman in the world!

"So it's him!"

"No wonder I feel that the pressure of the sword energy is so powerful that it is incredible. It was already a person in the Yuan Dynasty a hundred years ago!"

"He seems to be the Supreme Elder of the Wanjian Dao Alliance. He has long stopped asking about the world, so why did he come out?"

All the major sects present swallowed a mouthful of saliva, their eyes full of respect and respect. They opened their eyes wide and watched Dugu Xie and Duanmu Xiaoman's conversation.

Dugu Xie chuckled, his wrinkles were already deep like gullies, but his face was very smooth.

"I heard that when my cultivation level enters the realm of transformation, my temperament and spirit will return to nature. It is obvious that Senior Dugu has reached this point."

Bahai Santong whispered softly, his eyes containing his admiration for Senior Dugu. He clenched his hands unconsciously, hoping that Senior Dugu could look up to him.

"You little girl, what you said just now is obviously for me, right?"

Duanmu Xiaoman's mouth moved slightly, and the frost at the corners of her eyes dissolved halfway as if she had encountered the rising sun, and she said softly.

"Senior Dugu is clear about it. I'm afraid that only Senior Dugu can solve the situation today!"

Dugu Xie smiled with a hearty smile, and his voice filled every corner with full energy. Some warriors with low cultivation directly covered their ears and their faces were pale.

"I have been alone in the past few years, but I accidentally accepted a little apprentice. This time I brought her to see the world first. It seems that the little apprentice Yumo is still useless!"

"hiss!"

Everyone's breathing suddenly stopped. It turned out that the silver-haired disciple with his eyes closed was actually the disciple of the Sword God. No wonder he had such amazing strength.

Duanmu Xiaoyou nodded and said softly.

"No wonder it's super strong! Not bad!"

"Boom!"

When Dugu Yumo stepped forward with his toes, preparing to return to Dugu Xie's side, he heard a sound of sand and gravel rolling in the gully just created behind him.

"Slow down!"

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the shattered sand and gravel directly knocked out several extremely deep terrifying small holes on the big tree behind him.

The fog was misty, and a figure in a tattered blue shirt walked out quietly. Every step he took, he created a deep footprint on the ground.

Su Yi's clothes were completely destroyed, with a few strands of black hair blocking his forehead, and his eyes were blood red. It was obvious that the impact just now brought considerable damage to him.

A few blood marks bloomed all over the skin like warm jade, and blood flowed out, which was amazing.

"Did you run away like this after hitting someone?" A dry voice came from Su Yi's throat. His obviously angry face seemed to be extremely unhappy with Dugu Yumo's interference just now.

"Su Yi!" Liu Ruoxi felt relieved when she saw Su Yi being able to come out alive.

But Su Yi's anger redirected everyone's thoughts to his throat.

"I've just left the gates of hell, and I'm looking for death again!" Chi Dongjue's eyes glanced a little shocked, and his malicious smile could not be concealed.

Dugu Yumo calmed his breath and turned around slowly. His straight and slender body was slim and capable, with an inhuman temperament, and he still looked at Su Yi like this.

"Little guy, my apprentice is helping you! Don't blame the good guy wrongly!" Dugu Xie's apprentice was scolded in public, and a trace of displeasure flashed across his face in an instant.

Su Yi took a big hand for a while, stepped forward with his right foot, took a deep breath, and let the blood stay on the earth.

"It's true that the Ice Ape Formation was broken, but what does it mean to have another sword? Do you think I'm blind?" Su Yi showed his chest without hesitation, and a small blood hole in his collarbone was emitting scarlet blood.

"Fortunately, there is a demon spirit battle armor to protect the body, otherwise I would have been hurt by this girl's movie!" Su Yi gritted his teeth, and his anger made everyone shake.

Upon hearing this, everyone in the Yutian Palace's face suddenly darkened, and Duanmu Xiaoman's expression became even colder to the point of Jiuyou Han Prison, without saying a word.

"We all know Su Yi's physical strength. It seems that this sword is indeed Dugu Shao!" Gu Yue pondered in a low voice, hidden anger.

"What, are you talking about?" Su Yi sneered, and the Blood Demon Killing Sword with both hands rose sharply, landing heavily on the ground, making a dull knock.

"I don't see anyone anymore, right? Do you think you can use a sword? Compare the sword, I am your ancestor!" Su Yi shouted loudly, and instantly swung the Blood Demon Killing Sword and pointed at Dugu Yumo.

"presumptuous!"
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