1988. The power of a palm
Just because the power that man showed at this moment, even he felt extremely palpitations and powerless.
"Who is it?"
The man's majestic words were still echoing around.
As he roared, everyone retreated.
Even Xing Jiutian himself was shocked by the power several steps back.
"who?"
"Who is it?"
"Who is it?"
Everyone was deeply trembling, everyone was frightened and frightened, and they all looked up at the distance.
Looking deep in the sky river, looking at the place where the sound came.
Lu Xuexin, Xia Lan and others had blood on their mouths, got up from the ground, and looked up.
The Fairy of Jiu Jian and Fairy Zi Xi also turned their heads and looked at them.
Those eyes all looked forward in unison.
Even Chu Yun, after hearing this voice, the heart that Gu Jing Wubo had been in his heart, suddenly had huge waves.
"This sound..."
"Is that?"
At this moment, Chu Yun's expression suddenly trembled.
At this time, a tall and brave figure appeared in everyone's sight in the distant sky, slowly focusing.
What kind of person is that?
He was wearing a gray robe and his hair was flying in the wind.
The figure was tall and vigorous, walking towards this place on the sky and the earth, reflecting the afterglow of the sunset.
Under the afterglow of the sunset, the silhouette is so thick and tall, trembling in the mountains and regretting the world.
Compared with the huge sky, how small is that figure? It is like dust.
However, for some reason, at the moment he appeared, everyone felt that the sky, rivers and earth seemed to have become a foil.
The world has become quiet.
Everyone stared at the figure blankly and approached here.
His steps were obviously so slow and calm. However, the ground under his feet seemed to be crazy and rushed behind him frantically. After only a moment, the figure had already appeared in front of everyone.
After leaving, everyone saw clearly.
The person in front of me turned out to be an old man looking for him.
He was wearing a gray robe and his wrinkled old face was full of vicissitudes of time.
In front of him, even Xing Jiutian felt a sense of awe.
It is a kind of awe of the younger generation for the elders.
Xing Jiutian was shocked at that time.
He could hardly imagine how long the person in front of him lived before he could have the illusion that he was like a child in front of him.
However, if we say the most shocking thing is Lu Xuexin and Xia Lan and other people in the Sword Immortal Palace.
Because of this old man, Lu Xuexin and the others knew each other.
"Old...Old...Old Master?!!"
After all, Lu Xuexin couldn't help but exclaimed in tentative voice.
Her voice was trembling, and she had no confidence at all.
Because she didn't even believe it herself, the person who just called the mountain and the earth to collapse and even instantly annihilate Xing Jiutian's attack was actually the old master of the Sword Immortal Palace who was in charge of the Punishment Hall.
At this moment, the elders of the Sword Immortal Palace present were all confused and felt as if they were struck by lightning.
"You... are you really the old hall master?"
The people in the Sword Immortal Palace are going crazy at this time. It is hard to imagine that there are such people hidden in their Sword Immortal Palace?
Judging from his previous power, it must be the strength to pass the tribulation. And among the Immortal Lord of Tribulation, I am afraid that they are also the most powerful group of people.
All along, they thought that the strongest person in the Sword Immortal Palace should be the palace master Mu Guyan.
But now it seems that they are all wrong.
The real strong people are generally unknown.
"Um?"
"You know him?"
The loss of the Sword Immortal Palace naturally became aware of the others.
In an instant, everyone present was even more shocked and confused.
Could it be that the god man who suddenly came out or the elder of the Sword Immortal Palace?
Doesn’t this mean that this old man is not an enemy, but a friend?
Xing Jiutian also looked over and frowned and looked at Lu Xuexin: "What's going on?" "Is this old man from your Sword Immortal Palace?"
Xing Jiutian asked coldly, his words were full of solemnity.
Lu Xuexin then replied respectfully: "Master, this old man is indeed from my Jianxian Palace."
"For a long time, the Sword Immortal Palace Punishment Hall has been under his control."
"However, the Punishment Hall has always been mysterious and ancient in the Sword Immortal Palace. There is only the master of the entire Sword Hall, and he almost ignored the affairs of the Immortal Palace and had already faded out of the Sword Immortal Palace."
"So, we don't know much about this old master. Even I have only seen it a few times."
"And every time I see him, the old master would hold a broom alone, bow his head and silently clean the fallen leaves in front of the door."
"I have never talked to anyone, and I have never said a word to anyone."
Lu Xuexin said slowly, but Xing Jiutian's brows became deeper and deeper.
This old man seems very mysterious.
Moreover, Xing Jiutian discovered that even he could not see clearly the cultivation level of the old man in front of him.
At this time, the old man in gray robe had already walked in front of him.
Chapter completed!