PFC Chapter 544 The Master of the Boundless Sword
Chapter 544 The Master of the Boundless Sword
At this moment, the entire hall fell silent once again!
All eyes were once again drawn to the bewildered person, filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred!
Some people were so angry that they gritted their teeth and trembled all over!
"What the hell!"
"Why!"
"Why is it that I'm so handsome, and that guy is so ugly, yet I have so many stunning women around me!"
"That's fucking unfair!!!"
"that is!"
"..."
Amidst the indignant shouts and curses of a group of people, Lin Que gradually transformed from a state of bewilderment to composure. He then reached out and placed his hands on Huan Caili's shoulders, gently helping her up.
"Ahem~!"
"Alright, they're still fighting."
"With so many people watching, we need to be mindful of our image. If anything happens..."
"Let's talk about this in our room later..."
Lin Que's expression was serious, but his words caused the strange looks from the people around him to turn into disdain!
Having escaped Lin Que's embrace, Huan Caili's pretty face was now as red as a ripe fruit!
Her eyelids were lowered, her gaze darted away, and she was filled with shyness...
More importantly, Huan Caili was not disguised at all at this time; what was revealed to everyone was her original appearance.
However, neither of them noticed that at this moment, on one side of the Primordial Holy Land, a figure's expression turned extremely gloomy, and his sharp eyes, which were looking at Lin Que, were filled with endless killing intent!
In fact, Huan Caili hadn't thought too much at all. Being a step behind Zhang Daoji, she forgot everything around her the moment she saw Lin Que. Overwhelmed with longing, she didn't think much and threw herself into his arms.
Now that she's come to her senses, she's practically digging a hole in the ground with her toes.
Especially Lin Que's last serious words made her feel utterly ashamed.
Lin Qing'er, standing to the side, showed no reaction to this scene, perhaps because she had spent a long time with Huan Caili. She simply looked at the two of them with a meaningful expression.
Liu Qingyi, however, was different. For some reason, her face suddenly turned cold, and she snorted, "Hmph!"
"Can't you handle this situation yourself, kid?!"
"What kind of behavior is this, in front of so many people!"
Upon hearing this, Huan Caili instantly distanced herself from Lin Que and flashed to Lin Qing'er's other side.
Lin Que, who was always thick-skinned, remained calm and said, "Don't rush, don't rush!"
"There are still other people who haven't arrived yet."
Upon hearing this, Liu Qingyi appeared somewhat puzzled, but she did not ask any questions.
Although she didn't ask, some people got anxious!
"Boy!" The Primordial Holy Lord shouted coldly, "My Primordial Holy Land is not a place for ants like you to flirt. Today, I will make sure none of you leave here alive!"
The moment the words left his mouth, the expression on the face of the Primordial Saint Lord suddenly turned ferocious!
And a formation plate appeared in his right palm, and then he stretched out his left hand and cast a spell!
"You're pleased that you just sealed my Primordial Holy Land with an array, aren't you!"
"Now it's my turn!"
"Formation!!!"
Rumble~!
A deafening sound rang out, causing everyone's brows to furrow in alarm.
Swish!
The next moment, a golden barrier rose from all around the Primordial Holy Land, as if to envelop the area.
"It seems the Primordial Saint Lord is in a hurry." Seeing this, Zhang Daojiu stroked his chin: "He has even activated the sect-protecting formation that he rarely uses in the last hundred years."
"It doesn't seem that bad, it's not like they're facing a real life-or-death situation yet."
Clearly, Zhang Daojiu knew something, after all, the foundation of the Primordial Holy Land was not as simple as it appeared now.
However, the Primordial Saint Lord heard his words and immediately bulged his forehead and roared!
"Why not!"
"You fucking look at that crack in the ground yourself!"
"You've ruined the environment I've worked so hard to create, you all deserve to die!"
"I will ensure that none of you escape!"
"Hoo~!"
"Comfortable!"
After unleashing a torrent of curses, the Primordial Saint Lord finally felt a sense of relief, and a smug smile appeared on his lips!
"I say...did you hit him too hard just now?" Seeing this, Lin Que looked at Liu Qingyi beside him speechlessly: "Otherwise, why would he be so crazy?"
"He doesn't resemble a lord of a holy land at all."
Upon hearing this, Liu Qingyi appeared indifferent. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly raised her eyes and looked towards a certain spot in the void, as if she had seen something.
At the same time, the smile of the Primordial Holy Lord also came to an abrupt end, and everyone looked up at the sky.
next moment!
call out!call out!call out!
Countless flying swords tore through the void and swept across the sky!
Just as the protective formation of the Primordial Holy Land was about to close, these flying swords actually tore open a gap and rushed in!
Immediately afterwards, countless figures exuding a chilling sword intent appeared out of thin air, flashing through the gap torn open by the flying sword and rushing into the Primordial Holy Land.
"Hahahaha!"
A loud laugh echoed through the sky, and the leader exclaimed excitedly, "How could the Boundless Sword Sect be left out of bullying the Primordial Holy Land?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the group landed beside Lin Que and his companions!
"It's you?!" Upon seeing this person, the Primordial Saint Lord's face darkened!
"Master of the Boundless Sword, Yun Fusheng!"
Upon hearing this, Yun Fusheng immediately ignored the Primordial Saint Lord and went to Lin Que's side, saying with admiration, "The younger generation is truly formidable!"
"You dare to lead a group to attack the Primordial Holy Land with your Golden Core cultivation? You're much stronger than me."
"Not bad!"
"No wonder even Wu Jian praises him!"
The look in his eyes as he looked at Lin Que seemed to contain a complex mix of emotions, including relief, regret, reminiscence, and struggle.
In the end, it all turned into a sense of relief...
After saying all these words, Yun Fusheng slowly turned his head to look at the Primordial Saint Lord, but in the instant he turned his head, his expression had already turned icy cold!
"Ah!"
"I'm sorry to trouble you, Lord Gu, for remembering me, but... do you still remember my senior brother?!"
"I had my suspicions when my senior brother was harmed by the Heavenly Star Pavilion, and now I see that it was indeed true!"
"But back then, I was always hesitant!"
"Whether it's worry or fear!"
"So much so that I have lived with guilt for so many years, until I unknowingly sat in the position of 'Sword Master'."
"Unfortunately, I feel I am not worthy!"
"Now it's all good, this kid has given me a chance to redeem myself!"
"Today, your Primordial Holy Land will surely perish!"
As the last word fell, a sword intent more terrifying than anyone else present burst forth, causing everyone around, whose bodies were exposed outside their clothes, to feel a sharp glint as it swept past!
It started with a sharp pain...