latelenovela Chapter 545 "Professionalism" is my synonym
Chapter 545 "Professionalism" is my synonym
"What a terrifying sword intent!"
"The sword intent of this Boundless Sword Master has clearly reached an incredibly terrifying level!"
"Among those present, there is probably no one who can compare to him."
Upon sensing the approaching sword intent, Zhang Daojiu couldn't help but exclaim in shock!
Even Liu Qingyi's eyes flashed with a strange light. This sword intent was more powerful than she had ever seen before. In her memory, no one could compare to this person.
Of course, this refers to peers.
Aside from Taibai and Xiao Yuan, these two powerful figures far surpassed everyone else present.
They're not even in the same league.
In their eyes, the people here are probably as insignificant as ants.
At this moment, even those on their own side could feel the terrifying sword intent, let alone those on the other side of the Primordial Holy Land who were being targeted by this sword intent.
A sense of fear inexplicably arose in the hearts of many people!
Those with weaker cultivation were almost forced to prostrate themselves and vomit blood by the sword intent, their courage about to be torn apart.
"Gu Yuanchu, and all of you from Tianxing Pavilion, die!!!"
A cold, resounding sound rang out, and a flying sword that had been hovering in the void suddenly fell down and landed in Yun Fusheng's hand.
Immediately afterward, Yun Fusheng, sword in hand, vanished from the spot.
One person then charged towards the Primordial Saint Lord Gu Yuanchu and the assassins from the Heavenly Star Pavilion.
"Sword Master!"
"Sword Master!!"
"Follow the Sword Master...Kill!!!"
Just as Yun Fusheng's figure disappeared, a loud shout rang out in unison!
The flying swords that had been hovering in the void fell down once again, landing in the hands of everyone in the Boundless Sword Sect. Then, one after another, sword-wielding figures flashed and attacked the group from the Primordial Holy Land.
Lin Que was completely dumbfounded!
No, it should be said that from the moment the people from the Boundless Sword Sect appeared until now, Lin Que has been completely bewildered!
However, at this moment, one of the people from the Boundless Sword Sect, who had not followed their sword master Yun Fusheng to fight, turned around and walked towards Lin Que with a smile.
"Brother Lin, it's been a long time!"
It was Yun Wujian!
Upon hearing this, Lin Que shook his head and asked with some surprise, "Brother Yun, what brings you here?"
"What, can't we come?" Yun Wujian shrugged with a smile and said, "Anyway, we've always had a grudge against the Primordial Holy Land. Now, it's time for us to take our revenge."
"This is all thanks to Brother Lin for giving us this opportunity; otherwise, we don't know how long the 'Sword Master' would have had to endure."
"In the end, we should thank Brother Lin."
"It seems you guys are quite interested in my movements, Brother Yun!" Lin Que said, somewhat speechless.
"Brother Lin, you've caused such a commotion, it's impossible not to pay attention!" Yun Wujian shook his head with a smile, holding his sword and said, "I'll go with the Sword Master and the others first; we must have a good time today!"
"Hahaha!"
"Gu Changye, where is he?!"
"Die to me!!!"
After saying that, Yun Wujian's figure disappeared from Lin Que's sight, obviously following their sword master to attack the Primordial Holy Land.
"Hmm... never mind!"
"Many hands make light work; when a wall falls, everyone pushes it down."
"This should be considered a good thing, right..."
Seeing this, Lin Que's eyes darted around, and he stroked his chin before raising his sword to charge at the other side.
Behind him, Wang Yue, Wang Ming, and other White Tiger Clan warriors had already flashed out and joined the group from the Boundless Sword Sect in a fierce battle.
Just as Lin Que was about to slip away, Liu Qingyi asked curiously, "Why do you look so confused?"
"Could it be that the 'others' you're referring to aren't them?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Que chuckled and said, "Indeed, I didn't expect the people from the Boundless Sword Sect to come."
“This ‘other person’ is indeed someone else!”
"Who is it?" At this moment, even Lin Qing'er, who was standing to the side, became curious.
However, just as Lin Que was about to speak, a series of urgent shouts came from outside the barrier!
"Lin Que!"
"Lin Que!"
"Brother Lin, you little rascal!"
"Damn it, let us in right now!"
"You little brat, you're trying to eat all by yourself, aren't you?!"
"Oh dear! Young master!"
"You've finally shown up!"
"Remember to come to Qingyue Immortal Palace after you're done fighting! I've done the calculations, and today is definitely an auspicious day!"
"Grandma Mo...Grandma Mo!"
"What...what nonsense are you talking about!"
"..."
"Look, it's them." Lin Que nodded towards the outside of the barrier after hearing these voices!
Immediately, everyone looked in the direction Lin Que indicated, and saw Huan Qingcheng leading a group of peak masters from the Qingyun Sect, along with Chen Jiuge and the others, standing outside the array barrier, their faces full of anxiety!
However, besides them, Li Yao and her Qingyue Immortal Palace forces, as well as Su Yuyan, Qiao Jinfeng, and other members of aristocratic families, all rushed to this place.
However, they can only watch helplessly from outside the barrier, unable to get in at all.
The gap in the formation that was torn open by the Boundless Sword Sect has long since been healed.
"Tsk tsk, the sect leader and the others are still a step behind us." Master Zhang said with a "tsk tsk". "In that case, let them watch the show outside."
"Kid, I'm off!"
The moment he finished speaking, Zhang Daojiu drew his sword and charged towards an elder of the Primordial Holy Land whom he disliked!
After Zhang Daojiu was eliminated, Lin Que looked at a masked man, his expression becoming serious, and said to Liu Qingyi, "That person is yours to handle."
"He gives off a very strong aura; perhaps only you here can handle him."
Upon hearing this, Liu Qingyi followed Lin Que's gaze and looked at a mysterious man wearing a ghost mask and dressed in a suit.
It was none other than the mysterious Master of the Heavenly Star Pavilion!
After briefly sensing the person's aura, Liu Qingyi frowned slightly and said, "That's right, this person's aura is indeed very strong!"
"But it's strange!"
"How could someone so powerful willingly become a subordinate of the Primordial Holy Land?"
"Fine, as long as you remember what you promised, that's all that matters!"
After she finished speaking, Liu Qingyi glanced at Lin Que, who simply waved his hand, telling her to rest assured.
Seeing this, Liu Qingyi stopped talking, a sharp glint flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she raised the White Frost Sword in her hand and attacked the Heavenly Star Pavilion Master.
Then Lin Que tightened his grip on the Memory Moon Sword, glanced at Zhang Mengde, and the two of them disappeared from the spot.
Even without speaking, the two could understand each other.
It's because the two of them have been sabotaging each other since they were little, and they can even tell what kind of fart the other is going to let out just by looking at each other's butt.
Otherwise, how could Lin Que have cooperated so well, allowing Zhang Mengde to escape from the clutches of the Heavenly Yin Old Ghost with the two women?
All of this was because Lin Que saw Zhang Mengde secretly make a hand gesture to him. All those casual conversations with Tianyin Old Ghost were just to buy time.
After Lin Que's figure disappeared, Huan Caili and Lin Qing'er, their blushes fading, nodded to each other and charged towards the opposite side...
"Hi~!"
"Chaos! Chaos!"
"I never expected even the Boundless Sword Sect to get involved. The Primordial Holy Land is doomed!"
"I bet a hundred low-grade spirit stones that the Primordial Holy Land will not be finished!"
"Hey?! Interesting!"
"In that case, I'll bet a thousand mid-grade spirit stones that the Primordial Holy Land will surely be destroyed!"
"Come on, let's start betting! Let's start betting!"
"I'll take the lead!"
"Fellow Daoists, hurry up and place your bets! 'Professionalism' is my defining characteristic!"
"All bets will be paid out, no cheating, young or old!"
"I...I want to...Holy crap?!"
"Damn it, why is it a scruffy bird talking?!"
"Screw you! You poor bastard, do you want to gamble or not? If you don't have money, get the hell out of my way!"
"Hey! Holy crap!"
"How dare you, you scruffy bird, be so arrogant as to call me a poor bastard?"
"Good good!"
"In that case, I'm going to take this bet!"
"If you're going to gamble, place your bets now! If you're broke, get the hell out of here!"
"..."
At this very moment, outside the array barrier, a group of people were frantically placing bets on a scruffy bird, and no one knew how this scruffy bird had appeared.
No one was surprised that this scruffy bird could talk.
In any case, they were all enraged by the repeated use of the word "poor bastard" from this scruffy bird...