Chapter 142：

In the next instant, a sword light flashed across the sky, as if to cut through the entire sky.

The space between the heavens and the earth became white, and many Venerables couldn't help but close their eyes, almost losing their perception of the outside world.

After a breath:

The white sword light of the forest subsided, and many Venerables opened their eyes and looked at them, and their hearts were suddenly shocked.

The huge palm that covered the sky and the sun had already been cut in half by a sword. The cross-section was as smooth as a mirror, and the milky white "blood" like a waterfall spewed out from the cross-section.

"Humph!"

An old muffled sound resounded from the top of the mountain.

Obviously, under the sword of the person who came, the Heaven Chong Shang Zun of the Eighteen Family Alliance suffered a lot.

At this moment--

It was only after many venerables that they could see clearly that within that sword light, there were still many figures, not the only one they thought before.

obviously:

The members of the same force here were brought here by a Tianchong Realm Supreme Venerable.

"boom!"

That monstrous sword light, carrying many figures, fell towards the center of the mountain.

At the same time, a cold and indifferent voice resounded above the sky like thunder:

"Liangshan Wang's work, idle people, etc., quickly retreat!"

As soon as this statement came out:

The members of the Eighteen Alliance Alliance, who were still somewhat indignant at first, suddenly changed their expressions, and hurriedly gave in, not daring to delay for a moment.

Those who had been clamoring incessantly before were even more pale, and did not dare to say a word.

The Liangshan Wang Clan is one of the five ancient families, the holy land of the mega-shrine, and they cannot afford to offend them.

"The King of Liangshan!"

"It's actually the venerable of the Liangshan Wang family..."

Many venerables on the top of the mountain, with awe in their hearts, quietly retreated a little.

"Sure enough, it's from the Liangshan Wang Clan!"

When Chen Qingyu saw this scene, he knew it in his heart.

He had fought with Wang Jue, the ancestor of the Liangshan Wang clan, and he sensed the aura of this majestic sword light.

Now, his guess has been verified.

"It is about the Heavenly Sword Saint King, the last possible inheritance. It seems that the Liangshan Wang Clan couldn't hold back after all."

Chen Qingyu's eyes flashed and he said slowly.

"Of course."

Wu Su'e on the side, opened her mouth and said:

"The inheritance of the Heavenly Sword Saint King was divided into five parts. Wang Jue, the first ancestor of the Liangshan Wang Clan, obtained the earliest share, thus creating the Wang Clan's foundation."

"Later, one of the ancestors of the Wang family got another copy."

"If nothing else, they must have obtained one-fifth of the inheritance from the Holy Land of Vientiane in the form of exchange."

Having said that, she paused for a while before continuing:

"That is to say, if the last inheritance on Tianjian Mountain is actually obtained by the Wang family..."

"Then they are only one step away from gathering the inheritance of the Holy King."

"This is their fundamental inheritance. Even if the possibility is small, they will definitely send people to try their luck."

When Chen Qingyu heard the words, he nodded and said:

"you are right."

"It's about the fundamental inheritance of the family, and the Liangshan Wang family can't be too serious."

"Right now, this battle is big enough, but in secret, there may be a powerful person following."

And when the two were talking in a low voice:

That radiant sword light had already landed in the center of the platform on the top of the mountain.

The sword light dissipated, revealing dozens of figures, most of them were venerables of Lingyuan realm, but there were also dozens of venerables of supernatural power realm.

The three headed by them were three sword cultivators with stern expressions.

The faces of the three are very similar, and they seem to be brothers.

"Ok?"

At this time, Chen Qingyu seemed to notice something, and his expression changed slightly.

The people who came to the Wang Family in Liangshan suddenly noticed an air that was vaguely familiar.

"Did you feel it?"

He turned his head subconsciously and looked at Wu Su'e beside him.

"Ok……"

Wu Su'e's eyes flashed slightly, and she whispered:

"It should be that guy Wang Pojun."

"Probably."

Chen Qingyu nodded in agreement.

Both of them had just reached the Spiritual Origin Realm not long ago, and there were only a few familiar people, so that Qi machine was probably Wang Pojun.

And in the center of the hilltop platform:

"Let's all go away."

One of the three headed, opened the mouth and said:

"There are still seven days before the holy king's photo will appear in the world."

"During this time, don't leave the top of the mountain."

As soon as this statement came out:

Many of the Wang clan's disciples relaxed a little, and spread out in twos and threes.

Some sat cross-legged, closed their eyes, and rested their minds;

This is a unique sword fighting method among the Wang clan.

The Liangshan Wang clan is based on kendo, and sword fighting within the clan has become a common practice, which has become an entertainment activity.

And in the crowd:

Wang Pojun was carrying a long sword, looked around in surprise, and quickly locked on the figures of Wu Sue and the two.

He knew Wu Su'e, so he was not confused by the secret treasure, and recognized her true identity at a glance.

However, what puzzled him was that there was a stern young man beside Wu Su'e. Although his face was unfamiliar, his aura gave off a faint sense of familiarity.

"The person beside Miss Wu, could it be..."

His expression changed slightly, and he suddenly had a guess in his heart.

Now:

He stepped forward and quickly approached the direction where Wu Su'e and the two were.

Chapter 170 One of my Chen friends, Wang Pojun, just left:

Numerous venerables who were observing Wang's children quickly changed their expressions and whispered:

"That young man Wang, what do you want to do?"

"Looks like you're looking for someone?"

"Could it be that among our group of people, there are still friends he knows?"

"Tsk tsk, looking at the sword ornament he wears, it is the core of the Wang family's direct line. Among us, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers."

"Yes, people who can know Wang's direct line may also be the true origin of a holy place..."

Many Venerables, when discussing in secret:

Where Wang Pojun passed, the crowd naturally separated to both sides, even the Venerable Realm of Divine Ability did not dare to block his path.

And his actions also attracted the curiosity of many Wang's children and cast their eyes on him.

soon:

Wang Pojun, alone, came to Wu Su'e and Chen Qingyu. He moved towards them and bowed his hands:

"Miss Wu, you're polite."

Wu Su'e gave a blessing and smiled slightly:

"Brother Wang, it's really a coincidence to meet you here."

Wang Pojun nodded, looked at Chen Qingyu again, and whispered tentatively:

"Brother Chen... is that you?"

Chen Qingyu nodded slightly and said:

"it's me."

"It was inconvenient to go out, so I changed a set of outfits."

When Wang Pojun heard the words, he took a deep breath and his heart shook:

"It turned out to be Brother Chen in person."

Chen Shaojun is the first arrogant of all ages, and his reputation is so grand that he can be called thunderous in the barren land.

If he shows his true body, I am afraid that the top of this mountain will be a sensation immediately, and it will become the focus in an instant, even if the three kings of the Wang family will be eclipsed.

"Brother Chen, how did you and Miss Wu come to Tianjian Mountain by chance?"

He calmed down and asked subconsciously:

"Could it be that you are also interested in the possible inheritance of the Heavenly Sword Saint King?"

"It's not."

Chen Qingyu laughed and said:

"We originally planned to cross the Tongtianjian Gorge and continue south."

"I never thought that I just came across this incident. Anyway, I came to join in the fun in order to travel the world and increase my knowledge."

"By the way, you can also look at it, the style of the ancient kings taking pictures."

Wang Pojun heard the words and suddenly said:

"I see."

He calmed down, stretched out his hand and said:

"Brother Chen, Miss Wu, why don't you go to the middle of the mountain with me and rest for a while?"

"If you want to admire the style of the Holy King, the middle one is the best place."

Chen Qingyu shook his head and said:

"Forget it, I am very afraid of trouble."

The people over there were all Wang Pojun's uncles and brothers, and it was inevitable that they would have to introduce each other, deal with each other, and exchange a few polite greetings.

He is more disgusted with this kind of "fleeing relatives" in a general form, and he can avoid it if he can.

"……Ok."

Wang Pojun shook his head regretfully, looked at Wu Sue again, and invited: