Xie Zhenhai took action in time and repelled Zhao Yuan in one fell swoop, shocking all the cultivators present. His body suddenly fell to the martial arts test platform.

"Grandpa, you are out of seclusion!" Xie Zifeng looked delighted, stopped activating the ancient text in his dantian, walked up to the old man who had white beard and hair but his majesty remained unchanged, and said.

"Yes!" Xie Zhenhai nodded and said, "Very good. You are worthy of being my grandson, Xie Zhenhai. You dared to stand in front of the clan even in times of danger. You did not embarrass your father!" The old man looked appreciative.

After seeing the scene where Zhao Yuan threatened Xie Zifeng, I was quite satisfied with the grandson's performance.

"I just regret that Zifeng is not strong enough and cannot kill all his enemies!" Xie Zifeng sighed. His current cultivation level is too poor and he must work hard to improve his strength.

Xie Zhenhai waved his hand and smiled, looking at the middle-aged man next to him, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Father!" Xie Changtian was excited, but he only said this sentence for a long time.

"You're not bad either." Xie Zhenhai sighed. This son's talent is also good. He had condensed the Xuan Dan and became a strong man. Unfortunately, he was injured while entering and exiting the forbidden area and almost lost his life. If Xie Changqing hadn't rescued him, he would have been there.

Died.

The sequelae left by that serious injury to Xie Changtian made it difficult for him to move forward any longer and he was stranded in the realm of Tiangang!

"Grandpa, you are finally out of seclusion. If you don't come out, we will never see you again!" At this time, Xie Yong and Xie Jun walked up, tears falling from their eyes, and they kept crying. Their shoulders,

There were scars and blood stains on the lower legs.

This was an injury sustained when they were besieged by the three major families. If it were not for the protection of several elders from the clan, they would have lost their lives long ago.

"As long as grandpa is here, no one can touch you!" Xie Zhenhai's eyes showed a bit of love, but his heart was extremely sad. This is also his grandson, but now he was forced to do this, and the anger in his heart seemed to be

A volcano usually erupts.

"Well, grandpa is here, let's see who dares to touch us!" Xie Jun gritted his teeth with a stubborn look on his face. Even though his body was scarred, he never cried out in pain.

"Master, are you injured?" Several elders of the Xie family cast inquiring glances.

"It doesn't matter anymore." Xie Zhenhai waved his hand and said, "You all stand down and leave these clowns to me to deal with!"

After saying that, he took a step forward, his momentum was as strong as a mountain, his eyes stared forward, and said, "Zhao Yuan, as an envoy, you dare to attack my people. Do you think that my Xie family has no one?"

"It was your grandson who disobeyed me first and hurt my apprentice!" Zhao Yuan stabilized his figure at this time, landed on the high platform and said coldly.

"Rebellious?" Xie Zhenhai smiled coldly, then his eyes flickered, and he glanced at Zhou Rong whose face was deformed by the big dog.

"Grandpa, these guys colluded with the Wu clan and other clans to rashly advance the game time and make things difficult for brother Zifeng!" Xie Jun said.

"I know all these things!" Xie Zhenhai nodded, stared at Zhao Yuan, and said, "So what if you hurt your apprentice? If you dare to touch any of my Xie family members, I will kill him today!"

The old man's domineering leak detection is surprising!

call!

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Zhenhai moved his palm, and the energy of the alchemy swept out, and he palmed Zhou Rong.

Woof!

The sudden terrifying aura caused the big dog to shudder, grinned, and quickly stepped aside.

boom!

Just when the big dog was avoiding it, the wind from the palm struck, and the terrifying aura fluctuations were like a vast sea, overturning towards Zhou Rong.

"No, I am a disciple of Daotianmen, you can't kill me!" Zhou Rong exclaimed loudly, with a look of horror on his face, obviously he did not expect anyone to dare to do something in front of his master.

"Xie Zhenhai, how dare you!" Zhao Yuan also shouted coldly with his eyes twitching.

Xie Zhenhai had no intention of stopping. When his palm fell, Zhou Rong was almost beaten into a pulp, blood spurted out and he died.

"Is Zhou Rong dead like this?" All the cultivators in the audience stared wide-eyed, unable to believe that this was the truth.

Zhou Rong was also a cultivator of Daotianmen in Buji. Killing him would undoubtedly be a provocation to Daotianmen!

"Anyone who offends my Xie family will be killed!" Faced with Zhao Yuan's cold shout, Xie Zhenhai's face was cold, and his faint words resounded throughout the audience like thunder.

At this moment, the cultivators in Nanhuang City were all palpitating, and when they looked at the old man, they couldn't help but feel a little more in awe.

If you offend such a person, you are simply seeking death!

"Isn't this old man injured?" Wu Zhengxiong and others felt chilled and their hairs were trembling with fear.

Xie Zhenhai has been silent for many years and people have almost forgotten about him. Unexpectedly, he came out this time and became so powerful, which is scary!

"Xie Zhenhai, you are too arrogant. Do you really think that just because Xie Changqing is born in your Xie family, you can do whatever you want?" Zhao Yuan's eyes were cold and he said sternly, "You killed my Tao Tianmen disciple. If I don't kill you today, it will be difficult for me to stand up."

My Menwei!"

He snorted coldly, activated the magic formula, his body flashed with cold light, and suddenly seven rays of sword light roared out.

These are seven long swords. When Fang appeared, they were arrayed in front of Zhao Yuan like arrows. These long swords were engraved with mysterious patterns and seals, and the outlines were like the patterns of heaven and earth. They were mysterious and mysterious, with obscure fluctuations flowing out.

pulling each other.

This is a set of magical swords above the spiritual level!

"Magic sword?" Xie Zhenhai glanced at the seven long swords and said with a cold smile, "Is this your background?"

The sneer fell, Xie Zhenhai flicked his palm, and the treasure painting suspended above Xie Changtian's head appeared in front of him.

He flicked his fingers and shot out a drop of bright red blood. The magic formula condensed it into a magic seal, which was directly submerged into the painting.

Buzz!

The brilliance of the ancient painting bloomed, the sword light dazzled the eyes, and the mountains and rivers inside actually came alive for it.

"Is this painting alive?" Xie Zifeng stared at the precious painting, his heart couldn't help but feel tense, and some inexplicable emotions emerged, and he murmured, "Is the man in green in there the father?"

Xie Changtian breathed a sigh of relief. This painting was left to him by Xie Changqing to save his life. However, his strength was too low and he could at most use it to resist ordinary Xuandan cultivators. However, it would be difficult for him to fight for a long time, otherwise he would be exhausted.

He has a lot of blood and essence, and his lifespan will be shortened.

"This old guy can also prompt this painting?" Zhao Yuan frowned, his face showing a bit of solemnity.

At this moment, the ancient painting suddenly twisted and turned into a curtain of light suspended in the sky. From a distance, it looked like a fairy scroll spreading out in the void. The painting became a world of its own. The man in green stood on the top of the mountain, looking into the void.

, the fluttering clothes seem to be flying away into the sky, and a few lines of poetry are constantly flowing in the light curtain.

The flow of the poem caused ripples to appear on the picture, which seemed to be a magical force that attracted the practitioners in the audience to stare closely at the ancient painting.

However, after the ripples appeared, there were figures in the painting flickering, like floating lights, and the scenes inside could be vaguely seen.

That is the life trajectory of a man in green. He wields a sword and sings loudly, sweeping across the world and defeating all the heroes. He is unrivaled... The shadow of the sword in the painting is flickering, and the blood is constant. It is an exciting journey, and you can clearly see some of the man's deeds.

.

"Is that my father?" Looking at those fleeting lights and shadows, Xie Zifeng's heart was shaken, and he felt the blood in his body was boiling. Although it was just a picture, he could still see his father's unparalleled power, the kind that swept the world,

The heroic spirit of holding a sword and singing loudly made him envious.

The light of a sword shines coldly across the nine states, and no one in the world recognizes you!

The practitioners in the audience were silent for a while, full of awe for the man in the painting, but the short poem seemed to demonstrate the height of the man in green, which was unattainable.

"Is that Uncle Xie?" On the high platform in the distance, Xue Ziyan's smart eyes blinked with a look of reverence on her face. She was even impressed by the heroism of the man in green. She sang loudly with her sword, walked across the sky, and wanted to

I asked how many people like Xunxian are there in this world?

"He is Xie Changqing!" The woman in white had a slightly complicated tone, and she couldn't help but be fascinated by the scene in front of her with her eyes fixed on it.

"Auntie, have you seen him?" Xue Ziyan blinked and asked.

"I've seen it before!" The woman in white seemed to be lost in reminiscing.

"Then you guys know each other." Xue Ziyan looked very interested in this.

"Although we know each other, maybe he doesn't remember me!" The woman in white sighed, "How could someone like him remember me?"

Xue Ziyan blinked her eyes, arched her brows and focused her gaze on the scroll in front of her.

She has also been curious about this famous figure in China for a long time!

This strange scene completely shocked Zhao Yuan. He was dumbfounded. He held out seven magic swords in front of him but was at a loss.

This treasure painting was completely beyond his cognition and was not something ordinary people could have!

"Back then, my Xie family became glorious because of you, but I didn't expect that now, I still have to rely on you Yang Wei to take over the world!"

Only a father can understand the sadness.

How much he hopes to help his son and solve his problems!

"Kill!" Taking a deep breath, Xie Zhenhai's eyes suddenly condensed, as sharp as a blade, and his energy was overwhelming. He activated his magic formula, and the scroll in front of him suddenly moved. The man inside was like a sword fairy walking in the air.

, walked out of the world in the painting.

"Xie Changqing is out!" Someone in the audience exclaimed, and the hearts of countless cultivators tensed up.

This time Xie Changqing walked in the air, like a king coming to the dust and overwhelming the sky. With every step he took, the entire void trembled, and the vitality of heaven and earth was stirred up. The people in the scene felt that there was an immortal god lording over the world, which had never happened before.

Feeling so oppressed.

Some people almost fell to their knees and worshiped.

At this moment, Xie Changqing's figure was imprinted in the minds of everyone in Nanhuang City and could not be erased!

The man in green had a stern look on his face, stepped down through the air, and pressed towards Zhao Yuan. The invisible sword energy filled the air and made people feel heart-stopping.

"This..." Zhao Yuan was horrified in his heart. He was so powerful that even cultivators in the Xuanying realm could not match it!
To be continued...