If I want to tell you your name, Qiu will have to let him go. But now, let alone your clone, even if you are here in person, I, Nether Palace, will not be afraid of you!"

"Don't think I don't know. You only have five years to live, and you won't be able to pass that level at all. If you could pass it, you would have passed it long ago. Why wait until your life is approaching to go into retreat?"

Yao Guang narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly: "No one has talked to me like this for a long time. It seems that I am indeed getting old..."

"You don't have to be humble. Even if you get old, you will still be one of the three great swordsmen in the Eastern Wasteland."

Qiu Chen said in a deep voice: "Since the clone has arrived, Qiu will give you some face and you can just take him away. But young people should not be too crazy. If there is a next time, the gods will not be able to save him!"

Yaoguang, times have changed."

"Hahahaha, you are so good at giving me Yaoguang face!"

Yao Guang burst out laughing, and immediately shouted: "Even a half-saint wouldn't dare to speak to me like this, so I, Yao Guang, will just look at you!"

Yao Guang's narrowed eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes fell squarely on Qiu Chen for the first time.

boom!

Qiu Chen couldn't help but look up, his eyes were staring at each other, and his mind was buzzing.

An unimaginable majestic sword intent poured into his body in an instant, and his eyes turned into two bloody holes with a bang.

"My eyes!"

Qiu Chen immediately panicked. He touched his eyes and his hands were covered with blood, but he still screamed in surprise.

Bang!

With a loud noise, his entire head exploded, and then countless sword lights burst out from his body.

The dignified half-saint was blown into ashes bit by bit.

Everyone was so frightened that they all knelt on the ground and trembled, completely afraid to raise their heads.

Chang Cheng of Tianxing Pavilion was horrified, how could he be so strong!

This is too exaggerated!

With just one look, he was just a clone. With just one look, Qiu Chen, who was a semi-saint, was gone.

Is this the Yaoguang Sword Saint?

It is not that there are no saints in Tianxing Pavilion, Chang Cheng is not uncommon, but I have never seen such terrifying methods. This is really amazing.

Whoosh!

Yao Guang landed in front of Lin Yun, bent down to help him up, and said softly: "Don't think too much, as long as I am still here as a teacher, I won't let you be wronged. Get up, it's just a clone, right?"

I don’t have much influence.”

Lin Yun stood up and looked at Yao Guang, who was very close at hand. Many words were piled up in his chest, but he couldn't say them out.

"Well done, you actually got the dragon bone. Master is very happy for you."

Yao Guang looked at Lin Yun's chest, a happy smile appeared on his old face, and said softly: "Why didn't you sacrifice the scroll earlier?"

"I'd like to try that……"

Lin Yun quickly explained.

"They are right. Master is indeed old. Yaoguang's reputation cannot deter some people."

Yao Guang's old face showed a slightly sentimental look.

Lin Yun showed an anxious look on his face and said quickly: "Master, don't listen to that person's nonsense. Master can definitely take that step!"

"Hahaha!"

Yao Guang laughed and said: "Good boy, Master knows your thoughts. Who in this world can not grow old? I have already seen life and death. But even if I am old, Master, this old sword, still wants to go to the Netherworld Palace. With me, Yao

In just one day, no one from the Eastern Wasteland Demon Sect is allowed to bully you!"

Wow!

As soon as the words fell, Yao Guang flew across the sky and disappeared in front of Lin Yun.

Lin Yun was stunned and speechless for a moment.

[This chapter is not easy to write. Brother Yun is a passionate person, and Yao Guang is the first master in the true sense. I am still slowly learning how to write the guilt, touch, and warmth in his heart.
Chapter completed!