Chapter 928

"Father Tianjian!" knowing that the figure above the sky was father Tianjian, Nie Tian's eyes could not help but coagulate slightly.

The ancestor of Tianjian almost exists as a God in Tianjian Pavilion. No wonder the people in Tianjian Pavilion show such worship.

"Laozu!" Le Lingyun saw Tianjian Laozu appear, as if he had caught the straw, and wailed, and was about to cry.

On the void, the figure of the father of Tianjian flashed, the speed was extremely fast, and a sword trace appeared in the sky.

His figure appeared directly in front of Nie Tian, less than 100 meters away from the latter.

Nie Tian looked at the person in front of him and couldn't help but freeze his eyes.

Father Tianjian's strength has reached the eighth weight of heaven and man. It seems that he can break through the ninth weight of heaven and man by one step.

In Xumi world, because of the existence of plane prohibition, the nine weights of heaven and man are the peak of martial arts strength!

Father Tianjian can achieve such strength, which is enough to prove that his martial arts talent is the top demon level.

However, these are not what Nie Tian cares about. What really surprised him is that Tianjian's ancestor seems to be thousands of years old!

Thousands of years old, this is simply an age that can not appear in humans.

Human martial arts are limited by their own martial arts. Even if they reach the nine strength of the Heavenly Emperor, they are only a thousand years old at most.

The strength of Tianjian's ancestor is only eight times that of heaven and man. The limit of life is about 900 years old. How can he live to thousands of years old?

What's more strange is that Nie Tian felt that the martial body of the ancestor of Tianjian was very strong and full of blood. There was no sign of aging. It seemed that he was in his prime.

Nie Tian was shocked by this discovery, and his expression was tangled.

"Did you pass the way to seal the sword?" the old ancestor of Tianjian asked directly, ignoring Nie Tian's surprise.

"HMM." Nie Tian could not see each other's happiness and anger, and nodded gently.

"Ha ha!" suddenly, Tianjian suddenly laughed wildly, like crazy and ecstatic.

Everyone was stunned when they saw the father Tianjian like this. They opened their mouth and couldn't speak.

Is this still the dignified father of Tianjian?

Grandpa won't be crazy, will he?

Everyone's heart surged up with the same questions, and looked at the father of Tianjian suspiciously.

Nie Tian also had a black line on his face and was slightly speechless.

How can Tianjian ancestor say that he is also an old monster who has lived for thousands of years. Is he so excited?

"Don't laugh, smelly boy!" just then, a strange voice suddenly sounded.

This voice was made by old Jian, but only Nie Tian and father Tianjian heard it.

"Shizun, it's really Shizun!" but the next moment, father Tianjian was more crazy and jumped up directly, shouting and jumping like a child.

"Master?" when they heard the voice of Tianjian's ancestor, they were stunned again and petrified collectively.

Jin Dabao was stunned, and then he screamed and said, "father Tianjian is the eldest brother's disciple?"

"Hmm?" Nie Tian was also stunned. He did have many disciples, but he absolutely didn't know the ancestor of Tianjian. Moreover, this guy has lived for thousands of years and is much older than him.

"He is my disciple." then, the old Jian's voice sounded again, hehe smiled and said: "everything else is OK, but he is a little crazy when he is excited. Just adapt to it."

"Your disciple?" Nie Tian was stunned again, looking incredible.

Jianlao is just the spirit of Mo Yulong sword, and he is also a separate body. How can he have disciples? Moreover, this disciple's identity is ridiculously high, the ancestor of Tianjian Pavilion!

Nie Tian's head roared and he couldn't turn around.

Others are even more demented and petrified. They all think that the master called by the ancestor of Tianjian is Nie Tian. That kind of shock is beyond comparison.

Lelingyun reacted a little and rubbed his eyes desperately. He couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

He even thought he must be dreaming, but the dream was too real.

"Master, you are really resurrected!" father Tianjian ignored other people's eyes and looked at Nie Tian with surprise and excitement.

"Don't get excited. It took thousands of years to wait for a suitable person. Don't scare people." old Jian said angrily. Obviously, the suitable person he said was Nie Tian.

Nie Tian's stiff expression changed a little. He gulped his saliva, but he still couldn't respond.

"Young master, what's your name?" Tianjian's father finally returned to normal. It seemed that only at this time did he realize that the occasion was wrong, restrained his mood and asked with a smile.

"His name is Nie Tian, and he will be your boss in the future." before Nie Tian spoke, old Jian said directly.

"Yes!" father Tianjian nodded heavily. Seeing Nie Tian's puzzled face, he said: "boss Nie, I built Tianjian Pavilion. It was to find a suitable swordsman for the master. For thousands of years, you are the first person to break away from the illusion. If it weren't for you, the master's soul would still be trapped in the illusion."

"Create Tianjian Pavilion, find the swordsman, get lost in the dreamland, and be trapped in the dreamland." Nie Tian looked dementia, connected the words of Tianjian's ancestor in his mind, and gradually understood the whole process.

The ancestor of Tianjian is a disciple of jianlao. Jianlao is trapped in a lost fantasy, that is, the fantasy on the road of closing the sword.

The ancestor of Tianjian created Tianjian pavilion to attract Kendo talents to challenge the road of closing the sword. As long as the blurred fantasy is broken, the soul of jianlao can come out.

For thousands of years, Nie Tian was the first swordsman to break the illusion and release the imprisoned soul of jianlao, so jianlao recognized him as the Lord.

"Shit! The two masters and disciples set a big trap for all swordsmen to drill into!" Nie Tian was angry and rude when he wanted to understand everything.

Jianlao and Tianjian set up a big circle to wait for those swordsmen who boast of genius.

No wonder the road of closing the sword was opened to all swordsmen. It turned out that it was ungrateful.

Thanks to Nie Tian's appearance, otherwise I don't know how many swordsmen's sword hearts will be sealed off.

"Nie Tian, we have no choice but to do this. Fortunately, you have appeared, and it will not waste my good apprentice's layout for thousands of years." old Jian knew that Nie Tian had figured out everything, so he smiled and covered up his embarrassment a little.

Nie Tian smiled bitterly and didn't say anything.

Those who enter the road of sealing the sword also want to benefit from it.

This is where the bait is placed. If the fish is not greedy, how can they be fooled.

However, Nie Tian still had a question in his heart, that is, why the ancestor of Tianjian could live so long, which is completely inconsistent with the common sense of martial arts.

"Boss Nie, I'm not a complete human." Tianjian's ancestor was very smart. He saw what Nie Tian thought, but he was a little embarrassed and said, "I'm a hybrid."

"Mixed race son?" Nie Tian was stunned when he looked at the father of Tianjian.

"HMM." the father of Tianjian nodded heavily and said, "my father is a human and my mother is a Smurf."

"Er..." Nie Tian was completely stunned with a black face.