At this moment, all the surrounding wind and snow stopped.

Time and space seemed to freeze.

Huang Yue's pupils shrank suddenly.

In the wind and snow, a burly old man suddenly appeared, with a very murderous aura about him.

"Young Master Ye." The burly old man grinned at Ye Xuan.

"Your sword is a bit slow." Ye Xuan said with a half-smile.

"I saw the tragic death of a swordsman genius in Lieyang Tianzong. I was a little unhappy and killed three people. Then I went to see an old friend, so I was delayed for a while on the way." The burly old man said.

While talking, the burly old man looked at Zhou Youwei.

There was a little sadness in Zhou Youwei's eyes.

She knew who the swordsman genius the burly old man was talking about was.

Sword Saint, Ning Zongtang.

"Old man Ning's matters are his own decision." Ye Xuan said slowly.

"Uh? Mr. Ye also knows him?" The burly old man was stunned for a moment.

Ye Xuan glanced at the burly old man and said calmly: "You went out for a walk, didn't you ask about my identity?"

The burly old man sneered and said, "I don't dare."

Are you kidding me? Ye Xuan used to be a member of the Black Sword Clan of the Niqiu lineage. If you go find out about him, you are looking for death...

"I am the chief disciple of the Huangji Immortal Sect." Ye Xuan said calmly, "I am also the son-in-law."

"Eh?" The burly old man was suddenly stunned, and then said: "I have taken Ning Zongtang's body out and sent it back to the Emperor's Immortal Sect."

In the end, he did not tell what happened to Ning Zongtang's body in Lieyang Tianzong, because he was concerned about Zhou Youwei's feelings.

Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly: "Tell the coffin bearers of Xiling for me and ask them to bring the sword coffin and a rotten wood coffin and enter Zhongxuan Mountain in ten days."


Chapter completed!