Chapter 1092 Meeting Means Destiny

Lying on the ground, Wu Chi's whole body seemed to be soaked with sweat.

It had been half a day since he returned to the Land of Chaos, but Wu Chi still felt tired. Although the total time before the seal was only 150 or 60 breaths, for Wu Chi, the pressure he endured was far greater. Even more so than when facing the Black Crow Demon Lord.

When he left, he could even feel the dragon's breath behind him, and he was just a tiny bit away from dying under the dragon's breath.

Fortunately, I finally got over it.

Moreover, with this experience, the seal of the Land of Chaos is no longer an obstacle to Wu Chi. As long as he wants, he can cross the seal and return to the outside world at any time.

However, with the threat of Lord Long and Lord Xuantian, Wu Chi naturally did not dare to run back rashly.

When attacking the seal, Wu Chi also suffered some injuries, but this was nothing more than a minor incident.

Returning to the Land of Chaos with the strength of the Sword Master, all rules seemed to have lost their meaning to Wu Chi.

After calming down, Wu Chi slowly stood up from the ground.

This is just a small world that Wu Chi stepped into at will. There is nothing special about it. With Wu Chi's current strength, he can almost clearly perceive the situation of the entire small world with a sweep of his mind.

This is just a very ordinary small world. There are many people in it, but the strongest ones are only in the Broken Star Realm, and they are not aware of Wu Chi's existence at all.

However, what surprised Wu Chiwei was that there was no trace of the invasion of extraterrestrial demons in this small world.

After pondering for a moment, Wu Chi tore apart the space and appeared directly in the sect where the strong man from the Broken Star Realm belonged.

The other party is an old man in plain clothes, currently sitting under the tree, playing chess with others.

The person playing chess with the old man was a young man, obviously a descendant of the old man. Even when he was playing chess, his face still had a look of respect, and his buttocks were only half-sit on the stool.

The old man held black and dropped a piece at random, with a look of pride on his face. "Tsinghua University, your chess skills have fallen a lot over the years as you have cultivated your potential. Now that you have reached the middle game, you have to surrender." Yes."

On the chessboard, a large piece of white chess was killed by the old man's piece, and it was obvious that there was no need to play anymore.

"It's not that my chess skills have fallen behind, it's that your chess skills have improved too quickly, ancestor." He put the chess pieces back into the chess box with a smile, and the young man continued helplessly, "However, when I come back next time, ancestor, would you like to play again?" If you win against me, maybe it won’t be so easy.”

"Ha ha!"

Hearing this, the old man laughed, shook his head and said, "You little naughty boy, it seems you are deliberately giving in to me, an old man."

“Tsinghua University doesn’t dare!”

Smiling and bowing, Yan Qinghua shook his head.

"Playing chess is just a sideshow after all. It has no other use than making an old man like me happy. You should really focus more on your practice." He chuckled lightly and the old man also stood up. "This Over the past hundred years, geniuses have emerged in large numbers, and although the demons from outside the territory are still causing trouble, the situation has finally stabilized under the control of Master Feng Han."

"Yes, although there are many geniuses, Master Feng Han is still the strongest person in the lower world. In that battle twenty years ago, Master Feng Han turned the tide of the battle with one sword and completely wiped out the alien demons in a small world. Kill them all, this strength is really admirable." Yan Qinghua agreed sincerely.

"Yes, I was lucky enough to witness Master Feng Han's glory in that battle! In comparison, at my age, I really feel like I'm living on a dog's body." The old man shook his head mockingly.

"Ancestor, why do you need to belittle yourself?"

Waving his hand, interrupting Yan Qinghua's flattering words, the old man looked a little more solemn and said slowly, "I'm not belittling myself, it's true! Qinghua, you have to understand that although our Bixia Sect dominates this small world, But looking at the whole world, it is only a small corner after all! You are considered a great genius in the sect, but once you go out, you have nothing to be proud of."

"This time I want you to go to the Dark Hell Realm. In addition to practicing, I also want you to truly fight against the demons from outside the territory and lay the foundation for future wars! Master Feng Han once said that the war with the demons from outside the territory is a battle. This war, which is related to the survival of our race, does not require the desperate efforts of one person or a few people, but the concerted efforts of all races."

"Yes, Qinghua has taken note of it." Yan Qinghua nodded slightly and bowed down to receive the instruction.

"Qinghua, you are quite talented in swordsmanship. If you have a chance in the future, you might as well give it a try and see if you have a chance to join the Iron Sword Sect."

Mentioning the Iron Sword Sect, Yan Qinghua couldn't help but show a hint of reverence in his eyes, "Ancestor, it is said that Master Feng Han's strength only improved by leaps and bounds after he joined the Iron Sword Sect. You said, in the future, I Will there be a chance to meet the legendary swordsman Wu Chi?"

"It's a good thing for young people to have confidence, but don't be too ambitious." With a smile, the old man shook his head and said, "You can't see the identity of Sword Ancestor! If you really want to have such a day, you should work hard to practice. He has made great contributions to our human race, so maybe he has some hope of meeting the Sword Ancestor."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Wu Chi couldn't help but laugh a little.

Sword Ancestor, when did I get such a title again?

However, this young man is interesting. Whether it is talent or character, he is barely good. Once you meet such a person, you are destined to meet him.

Thinking of this, Wu Chi suddenly appeared under the tree and quietly interjected, "It may not be difficult to meet the Sword Ancestor. Little guy, I have a set of sword techniques here. If you can learn it, I will How about I take you to see Sword Ancestor?"

When Wu Chi spoke, both Yan Qinghua and the old man couldn't help but change their expressions.

"who?"

Yan Qinghua turned around subconsciously and was about to draw his sword.

The old man's reaction was much faster than him. The moment he saw Wu Chi, he bowed slightly and said, "Bixia Sect, Lu Yuan pays homage to senior."

Although the other party seems to be just a young man, cultivation is never judged by appearance.

Being able to appear here quietly, and even not being able to notice it until the other party makes a sound, is enough to illustrate the other party's strength.

As long as he is not an extraterrestrial demon and has this strength, this senior will definitely be worthy of his reputation.

Seeing the old man salute, Yan Qinghua finally reacted and quickly followed suit.

Waving his hand, a smile appeared on Wu Chi's lips. With his fingertips raised, Yan Qinghua's sword suddenly unsheathed as if pulled by some force, and fell directly into Wu Chi's hand.

"Little guy, watch out, I'll only do it once!"