908: C908 The Remnant will of the Sword Saint

C908 The Remnant will of the Sword Saint

The remnant of the Sword Saint.

"Young man, you're very special. I'm very curious about you, so I asked you to come in and chat."

"Oh, right. Are you also curious about me and me, especially your eyebrows?"

Old Man seemed to have seen through what Zhang Xing was thinking and said in a calm tone.

"Big Brother, I am quite puzzled. Why is your beard still intact?"

Zhang Xing knew that some Fighter who cultivated some kind of skill would cause his eyebrows to fall off and never grow out.

He felt that Old Man should be in this kind of situation.

Of course, there was also a self-harming cultivation technique that would turn into a sissy. There was no beard on his face, but there were eyebrows.

Old Man definitely did not belong to this kind of situation.

Old Man was stunned. This kid was quite familiar with himself. He opened his mouth and said 'Big Brother'.

He didn't put on an act at all. He called Big Brother very naturally, and it sounded very comfortable.

But didn't he just say eyebrows just now? Why did he have a beard?

Were young people's thoughts jumping so quickly?

"Why can't my beard be healthy?"

Old Man followed Zhang Xing's words and asked.

"Big Brother, you are the divine sense of Old Ancestor Saint, right?"

Zhang Xing suddenly thought of another possibility. Some people were born with no eyebrows, and they usually avoided discussing this topic.

Therefore, Zhang Xing felt that it was impolite to talk about Predecessor's facial features in front of him.

So he immediately changed the topic.

He could change the topic at will, but Old Man was confused.

F * ck! There was no way to communicate with him!

The first sentence you say goes east, the next sentence goes west. Who can keep up with your rhythm?

"Wait a minute, young man. Listen to me first!"

Old Man immediately changed the way he talked. He wanted to take the initiative.

He did not care whether Zhang Xing agreed or not, and continued.

"I have no eyebrows since I was born, but I am not ugly."

"People in the martial arts world gave me a name, sword Saint Wu Mei."

"The disciples of the hilum all called me Eyebrows Forefather."

"But this is an old matter. Let's not talk about it."

"But you have aroused my interest. Tell me, why did you kill my disciples?"

Eyebrows Forefather explained his eyebrows and identity with a few words, then asked another question.0

As long as Zhang Xing told him the cause and effect of the incident, he would know Zhang Xing's identity, as well as some hidden information.

"Oh, it's not a big deal. It's just that your disciples organized a million people to fight my Celestial Dragon Gate, and in the end, they returned with a crushing defeat."

"I'm here today to recover the situation. It's just that I have to return the favor. Hehe!"

Zhang Xing said with a smile.

"Oh? With just you alone?"

Eyebrows Forefather became even more curious.

He could hear some things from Zhang Xing's simple words.

First, this young man had a Celestial Dragon Gate on his back. Although he didn't know how strong this young man was, he was able to defeat the combined attack of the Wanren Mountain disciples. This must be a big sect that had risen in the future.

Secondly, he had indeed come alone, and he still had a fearless look on his face.

The disciples and grand-disciples of the hilum seemed to be very afraid of him.

After killing three elders and disciples, they still chose to negotiate.

There were some contradictions in this matter.

If they knew that the Celestial Dragon Gate was not to be trifled with, why would they send troops to fight?

Not only did they defeat it, but they even asked him to come and settle the score. They all looked like they were submissive.

What exactly was the reason?

"I definitely can't do it myself. There are still a few dragons helping me."

Zhang Xing didn't hide anything and said it directly.

"How many dragons?"

The more Eyebrows Forefather heard, the more confused he became.

There were at least a few hundred Frost Dragon with Ancient Bloodline in Wanren Mountain. Adding the other types of dragons, there were at least a thousand of them.

You alone, how many dragons can you suppress a large sect that has existed for a thousand years?

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