Ancient fairy doctors in the city

Zhao Yang showed a look of astonishment.

There was a terrifying sword intent in the old man's eyes, and Zhao Yang's body couldn't bear this sword intent.

You must know that Zhao Yang is now at the middle level of the Holy Realm, even if his physical body is at the first level of the Quasi-Emperor Realm, his physical body is not as good as Zhao Yang's.

But now he couldn't even bear the old man's gaze.

boom!

The Xuanhuang Qi was detonated in an instant, and the Xuanhuang Qi turned into two black dragons, roaring and surrounding Zhao Yang, protecting his safety.

"The body of black and yellow." There was a trace of fluctuation in the old man's eyes.

This kind of physique may not be born once in a thousand years.

Immediately, the luster in his eyes faded a little.

He waved towards Zhao Yang, and said hoarsely, "Come here."

Zhao Yang walked towards Jian Nu solemnly.

"The junior has met the senior." Zhao Yang saluted the sword slave respectfully.

The sword slave stared at Zhao Yang, then pointed to the nine famous swords and said, "Which of the nine famous swords do you want?"

"There is no distinction between these nine famous swords. To be honest, this junior doesn't know which one is better." After a pause, Zhao Yang continued, "If senior wants to ask me what's in my heart, then I want them all."

A smile appeared on Jian Nu's face.

He beckoned, and nine famous swords appeared in front of him at the same time.

"The strength of each of these nine famous swords has reached the high-level of the Quasi-Emperor Realm. When they join forces, they can form a set of sword formations. This set of sword formations can kill even the existences at the peak of the Quasi-Emperor Realm." As the sword slave said this, he gently stroked the body of a war sword.

You could see the nostalgia in his eyes.

"Since the nine swords are loved by seniors, juniors can't have them." Zhao Yang thought for a while and shook his head.

"Have you thought about it? These are the nine high-level battle swords of Emperor Zhun!" The sword slave looked at Zhao Yang and said, "I can give you all the nine battle swords, and at the same time teach you the Qinglian sword song. "

Hearing that, the eyes of the monks present here showed envy.

Jian Nu said very clearly.

Each sword has the high-level strength of Emperor Zhun, and when combined together, it can even kill the peak of Emperor Zhun.

This kind of opportunity, not to mention against the sky, is almost the same.

But what no one expected was that Zhao Yang took a step back, bowed slightly, and saluted the sword slave, "I think these nine swords are more valuable in the hands of seniors than in mine."

Jian Nu's eyes fixed on Zhao Yang.

He wanted to know whether Zhao Yang was sincere or false when he said this?

Zhao Yang's eyes were extremely clear.

There is no trace of falsification.

Jian Nu patted Zhao Yang on the shoulder, "You are fine, come with me."

After finishing the words, he jumped into the deep ravine beside him.

The deep stream is bottomless.

Spirituality cannot be detected.

Zhao Yang pondered for a while and jumped down.

Xu Qianqian hesitated and ran to the core area, but the next moment a famous sword blocked her way.

Mingjian was warning her to back off.

"I just want to take a look." Xu Qianqian pointed at Shenjian.

As a result, the famous sword released a ray of sword energy, and the sword energy left a sword mark on Xu Qianqian's white wrist.

Xu Qianqian backed away in pain.

In the deep stream!

Zhao Yang's complexion gradually became ugly during the continuous descent.

There seemed to be a terrifying existence dormant below, and its blooming breath made Zhao Yang feel like a dead soul.

I don't know how long it has passed and finally landed. Zhao Yang saw a woman who looked like a ghost.

The flesh and blood on the woman's face had rotted, and there was a stench and an unpleasant smell all over her body.

Her hands and feet were bound by four chains.

When Zhao Yang looked at her, the woman seemed to feel something, her eyes suddenly opened.

What kind of eyes are those?

scarlet.

ferocious.

Eyes filled with killing intent to destroy everything.

Zhao Yang stepped back several steps before stopping.

His heart was pounding.

He had a feeling of lingering fear.

He hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look into her eyes.

"She is the third princess of Xianting." Jian Nu said at this time.

"The third princess of Xianting?" Zhao Yang was startled, "How did it become like this?"

"The third princess is cursed."

"Who dares to curse the third princess of Xianting?" Zhao Yang suddenly thought of something here, "Restricted area?"

"To be precise, it is the source of the curse, the Lord of the Curse." Jian Nu was very calm when he said this, but what was hidden under the calmness, Zhao Yang could see some clues from Jian Nu's slightly trembling body.

"Why did the Lord of Curses curse the three princesses?"

"The third princess was cursed when she crossed the emperor's tribulation, which caused the third princess to fail." Jian Nu said indifferently, "Afterwards, the master of the fairy court was killed in the cursed place, where the fairy court was ambushed."

"The results of it?"

"It didn't take long for many forbidden areas to besiege the fairy court, and you must know what happened next."

It was only then that Zhao Yang realized that the reason why the restricted areas dared to besiege Xianting was that there was such a secret behind it.

"Then who are you?"

"The number one general." Jian Nu said slowly.

Zhao Yang was shocked.

In any case, he couldn't imagine that this sloppy old man was actually the number one general in the world?

"Can the third princess recover?" Zhao Yang asked after a while.

"I don't know." Jian Nu shook his head, "This is the place where Qianlong ascends to heaven, and it contains wonderful power." After a pause, Jian Nu continued, "I have searched for all the treasures in the world over the years, but unfortunately she still can't find them." recover."

"Senior called me here, is there anything I can do for you?"

"You are Young Emperor, I need your blood." Jian Nu said in a deep voice.

"My blood?"

"Young Emperor's blood contains the supreme power of the Emperor Realm powerhouse."

Zhao Yang looked at Jian Nu suspiciously and said, "Are you sure?"

"The premise is that in the future you have to become a strong man in the imperial realm."

"That's in the future."

"You are wrong. If you are destined to become an emperor, then you at this time, you now, and you in the future, in a sense, you are all powerful in the imperial realm."

Zhao Yang felt like a dog.

what did you say?

I do not understand.

"Emperor realm powerhouses exist in the past, present, and future."

"What you said is too mysterious." Zhao Yang shook his head.

"I need a drop of blood." After a while, the sword slave said slowly.

"Here you are." Zhao Yang said as he took out a dagger and slashed at his wrist, a drop of blood flowed down Zhao Yang's bright wrist.

Just when the second drop of blood was about to ooze out, it was blocked by the blood scar.

This is because Zhao Yang's self-healing ability is too strong.

Jian Nu took the drop of blood and walked towards the third princess.

The third princess licked her tongue, her eyes were full of scarlet.

"Here." Sword Slave said softly.

The third princess swallowed the drop of blood into her stomach after licking it.