"The Ghost Sword Immortal was beheaded?!"

Tens of millions of spectators watched the scene of Jin Xing's mission, witnessing with their own eyes the first sword of Master Shou's comeback, killing Hua Changdeng with his sword.

Now, things were completely out of control.

People from all over the five regions rushed to tell each other, causing heated discussions.

After half a year of silence, Mainland China has returned to its previous peaceful life.

At most, somewhere, another power struggle broke out, resulting in a battle for the throne, which can be regarded as a "great chaos".

Not to mention that in the past six months, there has been no more open and covert fighting between the Holy Temple and the Holy Slaves. Today, Taixu rarely shines in the limelight.

Therefore, the matchmaker has two Taixu guards around her to attract the attention of millions of apricots and add some spice to a peaceful life.

As for the Five Domains Semi-Saints...

As early as after the Xu Ai War, the semi-saints were in danger and no longer dared to show their faces.

Everyone knows that for ordinary people, saints are heavenly beings and an insurmountable peak.

But after the ghosts and Buddhas change, or as long as they show their prominence, they will become the target of public criticism and be manipulated by higher-ranking people.

Death, I don’t even know how to die!

But just after half a year of comfort, Master Shou showed up again, with a sword that broke the ground with thunder and cut off the will of the only Saint Emperor Hua Changdeng among the Seven Sword Immortals of the previous generation...

Just a sword?

Just a will?

"No!"

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the calm before the storm is a thing of the past.

Is Master Shou a peaceful person?

"More than that!"

This sword is not the end, but the beginning.

The thunder laid down by the sudden change of ghosts and Buddhas half a year ago may be detonated in Master Shou's hands today. A wave of swords may only push the situation from calm to turbulent waves.

"Quick, quick, come all, come all!"

"Matchmaker, look for Matchmaker! This woman is so big and fierce. How did she catch Master Shou? If you keep an eye on her, you can catch Master Shou!"

"Fengzhong is drunk. I originally expected Emperor Zhongzui to follow in Master Shou's footsteps. Over the past six months, I have watched the sword trial competition which was so boring. There wasn't even a battle between swordsmen. It made me vomit.

A meaningless fight..."

"Is this in the Zhongyuan world? I want to see the scene. I will go there now!"

"Brother, you are strong. If the matchmaker dies, you will be responsible for opening a preaching screen for everyone. How about leaving your name?"

"Guifu my father, my name is 'Guifu my father'."

"Also pay attention to me. I am also in the ghost and Buddha realm. Now I will turn around and go to the Zhongyuan realm. My name is 'Emperor Lang Buddha'."

"Hold on, matchmaker. Thirteen million apricots have been paid. You are so drunk that I will call you 'empress' from now on!"

"..."

Crazy, totally crazy!

When Jin Xing's scene finally settled on Shou Ye's perfect profile face after sheathing his sword, the matchmaker really wanted to take a second look, but unfortunately she was forced to turn off the comments to view it.

She couldn't see the road.

The screen is full of "Shouye", the screen is full of "Invincible"!

This terrifying number of watching apricots completely exceeded the matchmaker's expectations and was simply inhuman.

The matchmaker knows that Shouye has strong appeal.

She didn't expect Master Shou's appeal to be so strong. He just showed up and fired a sword, and spectators from all over the five regions flocked to him.

This is even just the number of people who have palm apricots and can watch and comment on them.

Those who cannot buy palm apricots, or are still hesitating whether to buy palm apricots, are they afraid that they are like ants on a hot pot now - they want to see it, but they can't even see it?

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Around the stone monument of the Zhongyuan Realm, the sound of breaking wind could be heard constantly.

Jin Xing's comments include a few words about those who are actually timid. There is really no shortage of practitioners who want to make progress in the world of ghosts and Buddhas. Now he smelled the smell and rushed over.

The matchmaker turned her head and saw hundreds of figures falling in the distance.

There are those with swords, those with towers, and those with shields...

"Handsome!"

"This sword, my God!"

"Is this Master Shou? He has evolved again!"

Regardless of whether they were ancient sword cultivators or not, these guys came to watch the battle with all their defensive measures in place, each holding a bunch of jade talismans and orbs in their hands, and their faces were full of fire.

But……

It’s no use!

How dare you come here?

If Master Shou holds back his sword, the aftermath will really explode. Even the half-saints won't be able to die. Are there really so many people in the world who are not afraid of death?

The matchmaker is afraid of death.

As she retreated, she shouted in the Jinxing screen:

"We sincerely invite Taixu to protect you. It will be effective for a long time. Lingque is easy to talk to. As long as you can save the matchmaker's life, the matchmaker will continue to preach to you..."

How can Taixu protect himself?

Taixu can't even catch the white-faced ghost's sword, but he still wants to catch the aftermath of the battle between Ghost Sword Fairy and Master Shou?

When the matchmaker came back to consciousness, she turned her eyes to the cinnamon carriage in the distance, her eyes filled with light.

She rushed forward and found Old Man Li who was driving the car: "Senior, can the matchmaker stay near the carriage?"

Shou Ye was sitting in the cinnamon carriage. Even if the coachman was not a powerful man, at least Shou Ye would not let him die.

As far as I am concerned, the world of ghosts and Buddhas is full of dangers at this moment, but as long as I follow this carriage, I can definitely save my life!

In the car, Li Fugui was as careful as his hair. He couldn't see the matchmaker's little plan, but he just smiled and said, "Old man, I can't protect you."

"The matchmaker just needs to stay here and not get on the carriage." The matchmaker looked pitiful.

Li Fugui turned a blind eye. The beauty trick didn't work for him. He reached out and pointed elsewhere, "Instead of waiting to die beside me, I can show you a clear path. Look over there..."

The matchmaker looked in the direction of her finger.

At this time, hundreds of figures were standing outside the battlefield.

The direction that Old Man Li pointed was a hilltop with two old men standing on it. One of them looked very familiar to the matchmaker.

"Old Yang!"

She was overjoyed.

Although Yang Lao is not among the Seven Sword Immortals, his strength is already transcendent.

If he can't protect himself, the five realms may be visited by half-saints, and they won't be of much use.

But looking at it at this time, although the old Yang was side by side with another old man, it felt like he had given up half a step, turning his head frequently and asking something.

It was an octogenarian man in a green robe with an immortal spirit. He was also dressed as an ancient sword cultivator. He was watching the battle. He was shaking a paper fan in his hand. When he swept it away with his spiritual thoughts, he could see that there were several big words written on the fan:

"You're welcome to enjoy yourself."

This is called being calm and relaxed!

The matchmaker was just stunned for a moment before she recognized the man's identity: Mr. Siren.

She hurriedly thanked Old Man Li, stepped forward respectfully, and said, "I've met Mr. Yang."

Yang Xizhi certainly recognized this woman, she was considered half of his disciple after all, but the woman was holding a golden apricot, so her purpose was self-evident.

He kept his distance, nodded slightly in greeting, and looked sideways at the Meisi people.

"Hua Changdeng underestimated that boy too much..."

"Xu Xiaoshou has reached an extreme level with this sword. The eight masters of the sword cannot understand it. I am afraid that no one in the world will be able to challenge its edge on the path of swordsmanship."

"If Chang Deng can sacrifice a sword ghost, even if it is just one of the three sword ghosts, it may be possible to turn the tables and kill Xu, but look at the strength of his will... it will be difficult, difficult, difficult!"

The Meisi people sighed three times in a row, and they were talking about the topic they had discussed with Yang Xizhi before, their views on "The Rise of the Name".

The two of them did not hide their presence here, but appeared openly and openly.

Naturally, after people around me landed, people came to say hello one after another. This is normal.

When the matchmaker arrived, I thought she was just one of the people passing by. I didn't expect that she stopped and waited for me to finish speaking, then bowed and said:
To be continued...