C4057 At That Time the First Sword Master Was Still Alive
C4057 At That Time the First Sword Master Was Still Alive
The moment this rough uncle with a sword stood in front of Di Jiang and the others, he received such a taunt.
"Damn hunter, I really didn't expect you to still be alive!"
Di Jiang lowered his head slightly, and looked at Old Jiang with an unfriendly gaze.
"Old Jiang!"
"Old Jiang..."
Ping Yi and Wu Xilei stood up and greeted Jiang Yanghao. They had already met each other.
Xu Liusu did not expect that their first meeting would be so casual.
Jiang Yanghao looked at them and greeted them politely, "Old Ping, Old Wu..."
Then, with a fierce expression, he turned to Di Jiang who was sitting on a pile of bones, as if he wanted to kill him: "What, you, a sinister and vicious sickly person, can live, why can't I live?!"
"I'm sick? Your body is dead, and your brain is gone? When did I become a sick person?" Di Jiang was furious, he glared at Jiang Hao and said.
Jiang Yanghao laughed coldly: "Sure, you are not sick. Now you pretend to be a scholar. Hehe, you are a devil. You haven't even read a few books, how can you be a scholar? Can you read? Can you write your own name?"
What kind of person was Di Jiang, and what kind of wild and untamed person was he? Now, in front of so many people, he was criticizing him...
"Jiang Yanghao..." Di Jiang said indifferently, and then, he spat out a thunderous voice, "You're courting death!"
The pile of skeletons below Di Jiang suddenly exploded and shattered. He extended his palm and shot out a palm shadow that was as huge as a mountain, striking towards Jiang Yanghao from afar.
"That's what you get for being angry. That's all you've got!" Jiang Yanghao sneered. He raised his right foot and stomped hard on the ground. The sword light rose up from the ground and collided with the huge palm shadow at a speed that could not be seen by the naked eye.
Jiang Yanghao's sword was not enough to break the palm print, but there were too many sword lights. They kept coming out from the ground and kept shooting out.
At the beginning, the mountain-like palm was able to hold on, but as time passed, the amount of divine light condensed decreased.
"Humph!" Di Jiang suddenly snorted coldly, his white palm lightly clenched in the air, retracting the black aura that filled the sky.
He did not continue to attack.
He could see that a wisp of Jiang Yanghao's remnant soul was very weak, but he had nourished his soul in Xu Liusu's World of Divine Soul for a long time, so his soul and Spiritual Strength had already recovered to a very terrifying level.
It wasn't fair to Jiang Yanghao to keep fighting like this.
"No matter what kind of ability you plan to use here, it's all peerless. It's hard to avoid being seen as a joke. The most important thing right now is to let Little White go to the Hell's Sky to find the Heavenly Divine Embryo and rebuild our bodies."
"When that time comes, we will have our revenge. We will fight to our heart's content. Isn't that great...?"
After watching the fight, Ping Yi drank up the liquor and laughed.
"You're right, but I just don't like him. I really want to beat him up first!" Jiang Yanghao also put away the Sword Intent and chuckled.
"Let me ask you something!" Di Jiang stood not far away and shouted coldly.
"Speak!"
Jiang Yanghao said.
"Back then, one of my disciples said that he saw the inheritance left behind by the current Sword Master, in a flame domain in the starry sky of the other side of the river... That Sword Master, is he talking about you?" Di Jiang asked.
"Sword Ancestor? Which Sword Ancestor?" Jiang Yanghao raised his eyebrows.
Di Jiang said coldly: "Other than you, who else in the world would dare to call themselves Sword Ancestor?"
Wu Xilei shook his head: "I don't know him..."
Ping Yi also shook his head, and said: "I know a person who dares to call himself the Sword Master in front of him."
They all looked at him at the same time: "Who?"
Ping Yi smiled and said, "Xu Wanjue."