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"Issao Miyamoto... really good guy!"

Suddenly, Tian Shaoqing's expression changed, and he stepped on the Shadowless Step suddenly, and his figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Baga! I just clearly felt the smell of that pig here, why did it disappear all of a sudden?"

Just as Tian Shaoqing's figure disappeared in place, two Jiepeng people who came from the sky appeared.

One of them had a mole on his face, and he scolded with an ugly expression.

His name is Miyamoto Ichiki, and he is a direct descendant of Miyamoto Ichidao.

The other middle-aged man is Tianzun of the Jiepeng royal family, called Qianyu Daiyi.

They all say that Tianzun is a strong man in the later stage.

Qian Yu Daiyi's face was also not very good-looking, and a Chinese pig slipped away under his nose, which really made his face unbearable.

He didn't witness the battle between his elder sister Miyamoto Yidao and Tian Shaoqing, so he didn't know Tian Shaoqing's strength.

Although Kazuki Miyamoto didn't see it, but she heard it from people in the Miyamoto family, of course she didn't take it to heart, after all, the fusion realm shook the holy realm, even if he was killed, he wouldn't believe it!

If it is the melting environment that shakes the heaven and man, he might really believe it, but, hehe, it is unrealistic that the mere melting environment wants to shake the holy realm!

"That Huaxia China pig is running this way, maybe it's going to the Sword Saint Temple."

Qian Yu took a look around and said to Kazuki Miyamoto.

Miyamoto Kazuki sneered: "Where is the Sword Saint Temple? Even the head of my family, Miyamoto Stegosaurus, dare not take half a step. That pig running over is looking for death!"

Qian Yudai remained silent, he had no intention of talking to Kazuki Miyamoto, and suddenly stepped towards the Sword Saint Temple.

"Humph!"

Kazuki Miyamoto snorted coldly, looking at the disappearing figure of Qianyu Daiyi, his heart sank: "The Qianyu family has been the royal family for so long, it should be moved!"

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Tian Shaoqing's figure suddenly appeared in front of a ten-foot-tall temple.

He had been stepping on the Shadowless Step just now, and when Na Qianyu and Kazuki Miyamoto arrived, he had already been wounded and fled for more than 500 meters.

After chatting with the two Jiepeng Tianzun for ten seconds, Tian Shaoqing arrived directly at the Sword Saint Temple.

Strictly speaking, the Sword Saint Temple is not a temple.

Although there is a temple structure on the periphery, there is a sword standing at the gate of the big temple.

It was because of this sword that the entire Juggernaut Temple was not considered a temple at all.

"Sword Immortal Qinglian..."

When Tian Shaoqing saw that sword, there were sword intents that were many times stronger than the Shadowless Sword Art, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

This sword energy is probably enough to kill a late-stage Celestial Master even after a thousand years! ?

Tian Shaoqing, whose heart was shaking, suddenly felt that the sword marks on the long sword turned into waves of swimming sword energy, flying away from all directions.

"Qinglian Sword Art?"

Countless sword shadows flew all over the sky, forming a green lotus.

A young man with fluttering white hair and wearing a white Tang suit sat quietly cross-legged on the green lotus.

Seeing this mysterious and unpredictable sword shadow, Tian Shaoqing's heart trembled suddenly, as if he had realized something, he stood there like a wooden sculpture.

The white-haired young man above Qinglian slowly opened his eyes, and an awe-inspiring sword energy burst out from his eyes, which actually directly pierced the space and shook the void!
"Ok?"

Sword Immortal Qinglian raised her eyelids and looked at Tian Shaoqing who was suddenly enlightened, a strange look flashed in her eyes.

"Tatian Emperor? Didn't you leave the earth?"

There was a trace of doubt in the young man's eyes, looking at the enlightened Tian Shaoqing, he suddenly thought of something, and his eyes flashed: "No... With the understanding of Emperor Tatian, how could he be interested in the Qinglian Sword Art of this Sword Saint Temple? ..."

"Is this person the son of Emperor Tatian?"

Seemingly thinking of something unbelievable, Sword Immortal Qinglian murmured: "Since then, how terrifying is the cultivation of Emperor Tatiandi?"

"A total of 600 years...All of this was calculated by Emperor Tatian 600 years ago...600 years later, on the evening of February 2294, 22 AD, the son of Emperor Tatian will come here..."

Qinglian Sword Immortal murmured, his eyes still flashed with an inconceivable look, and in this inconceivable look, there was a look called fear!

600 years ago, he was the person who counted everything after 600 years, and he can also be counted on his Qinglian Sword Immortal. This person's cultivation has definitely reached an unheard of and terrifying level!

Thinking that he, Qinglian Sword Immortal, had stepped into the fairyland, but he was also counted by the Emperor Tatian!

Fairyland, that is, the fairyland for cultivators, exists like the ancient martial arts holy land!

He Qinglian Sword Immortal is just a clone at this time, it can even be said that the real body is left behind to wait for Tian Shaoqing to come!

Tian Shaoqing slowly opened his eyes, looking at the sword fairy clone with flying white hair in front of him.

"Boy, very good!"

Sword Immortal Clone nodded with a smile, looked at Tian Shaoqing and said: "Although he is weaker than your father Tatiandi, but in the fusion environment, he can have the peak combat power of Tianzun legend, even your father Tatiandi can't compare to it." ah!"

"You know my father?"

Tian Shaoqing was taken aback.

He didn't expect that when he came to the Forbidden Sword Saint Temple in Jiepeng, he would meet an ancient warrior who knew his father?
Qinglian Sword Immortal was a strong man in the Tang Dynasty. Of course, because he was blown away by the Tang Dynasty, he went to the west.

From then on, Sword Immortal Qinglian began her own journey of cultivating immortals!
"Of course!"

The sword fairy clone nodded slightly, with a look of nostalgia on his face: "Back then, my real body was besieged by several holy realms in Jiepeng, and my body was highly poisonous. If it wasn't for the help of Emperor Tatian, I am afraid that this fairy would have died soon." It's feathered!"

Tian Shaoqing was stunned.

He didn't expect that his father actually saved Sword Immortal! ?
And it was under the joint efforts of countless world-peng holy realm powerhouses?

Originally, Tian Shaoqing thought that his father's stepping emperor was the cultivation base of the peak of the holy realm, but judging from the words of the sword fairy avatar, Tian Shaoqing was obviously wrong!
"Okay, boy."

The Sword Immortal avatar looked at Tian Shaoqing with a faint smile, "You have a good father, and even I don't know how far he has achieved his cultivation, let alone you who haven't seen him 600 years later." His little brat?"

Tian Shaoqing remained silent.

Unexpectedly, he was treated as a little kid.

But think about it, Qinglian Sword Immortal is already a figure in the Tang Dynasty, but it has been thousands of years ago, so calling him a little kid doesn't seem like a big deal, right?

"Boy, take a good look at this fairy's sword art! Although my Qinglian sword art is a little difficult to kill the gods, but I believe that after you reach the golden core stage, you can try to challenge the gods!"