"You know, you are Beihan's first sword immortal. When talking about swordsmanship, no one in Beihan can compare with you, but you can only control the sword at most 3.26 million swords at one time, but that young man is said to control the sword at tens of millions. That is not three times more than you control the sword at one time?"

"Not to mention a young man, even if he is an old man like you, his disciples will not believe it. It is a matter of 100,000 or 200,000 more, and three times more. This is too unbelievable!"

The old Taoist smiled and said, "If the young man was from Beihan, he would definitely not believe it, but Mr. Storyteller did not say that he was from Beihan, then he could not deny it."

"As the saying goes, there are people outside of people, there is heaven outside of heaven. Maybe that young man is outside of heaven."

The woman in white frowned and asked, "Master means that the young man named Xiao Zhan is not from us Beihan, but from other cultural stars. She is an alien species?"

The old Taoist nodded: "This possibility is as high as 90%.

The woman in white was silent.

That's how it's explained.

Yuelai Inn.

Crowded!

It was surrounded by tens of millions of people and was inseparable from the flow of water.

"Is Xiao Zhan, who has thousands of swords, still in the inn?"

"When will that Xiao Zhan come out?"

"Can we go in and see Xiao Zhan's appearance?"

These monks are like fanatical fans.

After all, there are thousands of swords that are three times higher than the highest swords that are today. It is not admirable, worship or madness.

The inn shopkeeper quickly shouted: "Everyone! The inn is full! I can't live anymore! I'll all be dispersed! I'll have it!"

But everyone still refused to disperse.

This circumference took only a few hours, and more and more people were coming.

Until after lunch.

Everyone finally saw another young man walking out of the inn with a little girl accompanied by two old men and two women.

Someone shouted: "The young man holding the little girl is Xiao Zhan who is holding thousands of swords!"

As soon as this statement was spoken, it instantly detonated the whole audience!

The crowd around the inn was all crazy!

"Xiao Zhan, how dare you ask which master your master is?"

"Xiao Zhan, can you perform another million swords to show us?"

"Xiao Zhan, I admire you so much. I wonder if you will accept your disciples?"

Listening to these voices, Xiao Zhan was in tears!

He really didn't know that his sword move to retreat to the enemy could cause such a strong sensation. If he had known this, he wouldn't have used that move!

"Everyone, my master is going to attend the high-end medicinal materials conference. Please let me give in and don't get stuck here, please!" Miao Kun shouted at the top of his throat.

It took a long time to shout before the crowd gave up a passage.

Xiao Zhan and the others were preparing to pass.

Sudden!

A white shadow blocked their way.

It was the woman in white who held a sword in her hand and said lightly: "I heard that you can control thousands of swords. I must be very good at swords. I just happened to be more proficient in swordsmanship. I will learn a few moves."

After saying that.

Her other jade hand grabbed the hilt of the sword.
Chapter completed!