The Great Swordsman
Chapter 129

Dirga turned his eyes to the east.

In front of him far away, there were three mountains or rather called hills.

The three hills were neatly lined up to make anyone cool to look at him.

But it was different in Dirga's eyes. What he saw was not a beautiful sight like people.

The dim atmosphere, the thick demonic energy clumped in the region. The cloud clouds above were black with dense clumps.

So scary and scary!

Around the hill area, there are three beautiful buildings lined up neatly. In front of the building there are many places where humans live.

In some places, there was a huge archway and it read The Thousand Swords Sect!

Dirga's forehead suddenly frowned and muttered with a hint of surprise in his eyes. "Half Immortal final stage?? Is this guy behind her background?"

Dirga sensed there were about five auras that had a cultivation realm of half an immortal of various stages.

Three initial stages, one intermediate and the other one at the top.

"Where did they get a man this strong?" Mumbled Dirga curious.

At one time, Other than those three Immortal Jade Sect ancestors, Only King Qin Xuantian was already at the Half Immortal Realm.

It is only at the intermediate stage!

If you let these people loose in the outside world, there will most likely be chaos that will kill many victims.

Thinking of this, Dirga was a little worried about the safety of the community that was not troubled.

Suddenly he found the idea in his mind and muttered. "If you don't try it, we don't know the outcome, do we?"

A sly smile was etched on his lips.

Dirga issued dozens of flags that had gold star emblems.

The flag was of course his ancient star formation flag that he made in his spare time.

He then darted by teleportation so that no one could detect his presence.

Appearing north of the boundary of the Thousand Sword Sect territory, he planted two of his formation flags and disappeared.

Appeared in the northeast and planted a flag, just like before. He kept doing all that.

East, Southeast, South, Southwest, West, and last he appeared in the northwest and then planted his last flag.

He crouches. Since the flag was on a bush the body required it to enter a bit.

He drained his mental energy for a few moments to the last flag and put an end to it.

The reason for that was to strengthen the usefulness of his ancient star formation!

Being focused and not thinking about anything, Arriving from behind him sounded a hoarse voice of surprise.

"Who are you? Why are you able to be in the forbidden area of the Sect?! Aren't you afraid of being punished by the sect elders??"

Dirga's expression changed slightly but regained his composure.

Reversing his body, he saw an old man with his old beard.

From his aura, Dirga found out that the old grandfather's cultivation was in the five-star Hermit Realm.

Looking at the young man who was just silent and did not answer him. The old grandfather became furious.

"Damn it! Are you deaf? From which disciple do you dare not answer my question? Do you know...I'm the twentyth honored elder and you should obey me!" The old grandfather was as patient as a tissue. Finally he snapped furiously at Dirga.

Dirga stared at this grandfather. "Be quiet! I don't like arguing with an old grandpa!" He said in an annoyed tone.

The old grandfather was stunned. He was surprised because only this time there was a disciple of his sect who ignored him and even insulted him as an old grandfather.

It was slow to think that this silver-haired young man in front of him was a disciple of the Thousand Sword Sect.

With a fiery red face, He said while releasing his Hermit aura. "Fuck! Whatis yourname? From which outer disciple did you come from? Just this time there was a disciple who dared to heed my words...If so, feel my punishment!!"

The five-star Hermit realm aura bursting out from his body made the surrounding air distort.

Simultaneously it was also faint - faint black demonic aura seeping out from his body made Dirga grin in his heart.

But Dirga's expression remained calm. His face indifferently looked at this old geezer with a foolish look.

Ayra was no threat to him. He thought this aura was nothing more than the aura of a child!

Seeing the silence of the young man, this old grandfather grinned and was unaware of his strangeness.

according to him the young man was silent due to the pressure of his aura making the other party's movements stiffen and could only remain silent.

The corner of his mouth curled upwards and said while scorching. "Curtain! A mere outer disciple wants to boast in front of me! This is how I know taste!"

He advanced slowly towards Dirga without pulling his aura in the slightest.