The strongest master in history

Song Zhisheng became more and more nervous as he got closer to the Divine Sword Sect.

"Calm down, calm down." Lin Yuanjian kept comforting him by the side.

However, nervousness is uncontrollable. Although Song Zhisheng has the courage to come now, he is still not sure whether he can really change from a fighting master to a fighting emperor...

He even once felt that Lin Yuanjian might be fooling himself.

Thinking about it made him even more frightened. Lin Yuan saw that the Great Elder was probably the undercover agent sent by the Divine Sword Sect to the Liuyun Sect?Is this trying to lure yourself into a trap?
"What are you thinking?" Lin Yuan saw something wrong with him at a glance, and was speechless immediately.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, I'm just a little worried." Song Zhisheng didn't hide it well, his eyes dodged.

Lin Yuanjian knew that he had a lot of doubts in his heart, so he didn't blame him much.

"Don't worry, what are you afraid of when I'm here?"

"Well..." Song Zhisheng nodded resolutely: "Instead of bowing your head for the rest of your life, it's better to hold your head up and be a hero. Even if it's only for a while, it's considered vigorous and worthy of this life."

Lin Yuanjian's eyes suddenly showed admiration: "It's really rare for you to have such an understanding."

Song Zhisheng felt very embarrassed when he was praised: "I will be able to feel proud when I can really defeat the people of the Divine Sword Sect..."

Lin Yuanjian encouraged and said: "Don't be cowardly, just go up and do it!"

Now that the arrow is on the string, it has to be done. If you turn back when you get here, Song Zhisheng will look down on him.

"Do you know, those sect elders are already preparing coffins for the two of us." Lin Yuanjian said again suddenly.

Song Zhisheng first gave a wry smile, then clenched his fists tightly, and then slowly loosened them: "They think we can't go back."

Lin Yuanjian said: "So, you not only have to go back alive, but also go back with dignity!"

"Hmm..." Song Zhisheng's eyes became more determined. He knew that he had no way out, ever since he made this choice.

"After passing the mountain in front, is the Divine Sword Sect over there?" Lin Yuanjian squinted his eyes and looked forward.

Song Zhisheng said: "Yes, it will arrive soon."

Lin Yuanjian patted him on the shoulder lightly: "Show your blood and courage, don't let others look down on you."

"Although I, Song Zhisheng, am not a master, I am a man!" Song Zhisheng quickened his pace.

Lin Yuanjian followed him with satisfaction.

Soon after turning over the mountain in front, what came into view was even more magnificent mountains!
The Divine Sword Sect is very powerful, with thousands of disciples, occupying several mountains, densely packed houses and buildings spread all over the mountainside.

One could faintly hear the sound of bells coming from the mountain, as well as the yelling of some young disciples when they were practicing martial arts.

Song Zhisheng looked at this scene, feeling a little envious in his heart, it would be great if Liuyunzong could be so powerful, that is a scene that is hard to dream in dreams.

"Let's go!" Song Zhisheng stopped hesitating and ran wildly towards the gate of the Divine Sword Sect.

Soon, Lin Yuanjian arrived at the mountain gate of the Divine Sword Sect with him, but was stopped by the disciples of the Divine Saber Sect guarding the gate.

"If you want to join the sect, you have to pay the tuition first. One person is 100 taels of silver, and two people is 200 taels of silver!"

The two disciples guarding the gate thought they were here to apprentice, so they asked the lion for 200 taels of silver!

It can be seen that the money-raising methods of the Divine Sword Sect are really omnipotent...

Song Zhisheng and Lin Yuanjian looked at each other, and they looked at each other.

The disciple guarding the door became impatient: "Do you have any money? If you don't have any money, go back and collect it. If you don't make it up, get out quickly. Our Divine Sword Sect will not accept you poor poor ghosts!"

"Great Elder, what's the matter?" Song Zhisheng was obviously doing this for the first time, and he had no experience, so he had to ask Lin Yuanjian for advice.

Lin Yuanjian was speechless and said: "Do you still need me to teach you this? Of course, you can be as arrogant as you are, be more arrogant, be more domineering!"

Song Zhisheng nodded: "Okay, I understand."

The disciple guarding the gate finally realized that something was wrong: "Wait a minute, are you here to find fault? Don't die, right? Where is our Magic Sword Sect?"

"My lord is here to find fault today!" Song Zhisheng stared at him, and then he kicked fiercely at the gatekeeper disciple, and then punched another gatekeeper disciple.

With two slaps, they all fell down!

The two gatekeeper disciples who were still in shock got up from the ground desperately, and shouted as they ran inside: "Someone is here to smash the place, someone is here to smash the place, come quickly..."

Lin Yuanjian came up behind Song Zhisheng, and shook his head: "You can still make them get up, your shot is still too light."

"Well, I see. I'll make it more serious later." Song Zhisheng nodded, with an excited look on his face. It was the first time to do such a thing, it was a bit exciting, and it might be even more exciting later.

After a while, a large number of disciples of the Divine Sword Sect swarmed out, surrounding Lin Yuanjian and Song Zhisheng tightly.

A middle-aged man who seemed to be the leader stepped forward with a sneer: "Where did the lunatic come from? How could he be so ignorant of the heights of the heavens and the earth, to act wildly in my Divine Sword Sect?"

Song Zhisheng proudly stood with his hands behind his back: "Sect Master of Liuyun Sect, Song Zhisheng!"

The middle-aged man was stunned: "Liuyunzong? Which Liuyunzong is it?"

Suddenly, a young disciple of the Divine Sword Sect said in a strange way: "It's the dilapidated sect next door. I heard that their suzerain died a few days ago, and they are so poor that they don't even have the money to buy a coffin."

"Hahahahaha!" The other disciples of the Divine Sword Sect around burst into laughter.

Song Zhisheng was neither angry nor angry, because what they said was the truth, Liuyunzong's situation was indeed that miserable...

"So now this kid is the suzerain, right?"

"Sure enough, it's a trash sect, this kind of thing can be the suzerain."

"It's better if I pretend!"

"Boy, tell me, how do you want to die?" After the leading middle-aged man finished laughing, he turned his cold eyes to Song Zhisheng again.

Song Zhisheng said: "I came today to seek justice."

The middle-aged man said contemptuously: "Fairness? What kind of justice do you want? Just rely on you?"

Song Zhisheng said: "Today, Liuyunzong invited some craftsmen to repair the house, but they were poached by you. I will take them back."

The middle-aged man taunted mercilessly: "Hahaha, you are really overthinking your capabilities! You are blocking the traffic with your arms. Don't even look at the dilapidated appearance of your Liuyun sect. Do you have the guts to come here to ask for someone?"

Song Zhisheng plucked up his courage and roared angrily: "Today, I not only want people, but I also want to make trouble!"