Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Baili Henggang saw that the death aura was almost corrupting his Raging Sea Sword Intention, he did not dare to push forward any more, put down his last trace of contempt, and tried to use his strength to reverse the overwhelming momentum and crush the opponent at once!

The sea area near Qiankun Island seemed to be affected by the sword intention of the angry sea, and became rough. The angry sea that could easily defeat the Taoist heart of ordinary people swept in.

In the face of such waves, Qin Hucheng was like a sea-fixing needle, without any movement, just a sword.

The vision of the angry sea dissipated instantly. Baili Henggang stepped back a few steps, held his chest to calm down for a few breaths, slowly swallowed the salty, sweet and bitter blood in his throat, looked at Qin Hucheng with a pale face, cupped his fists and said:

"Fellow Daoist Qin, I lost."

The sword cultivators of the Qiankun Sword Sect looked a little strange. It was not a shame to lose to the Death Sword Intent.

Qin Hucheng nodded lightly, but then couldn't help but spit out a blood arrow. The death energy on his body seemed to be difficult to dissipate, always surrounding him.

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but shake their heads slightly.

Although Qin Hucheng won this battle, he was also seriously injured, which was closely related to the Death Sword Intent.

The sword he just struck was not a crushing force to defeat Baili Henggang, but a complete disregard for his own safety, without any defense, and he was also injured by the sword intention of the angry sea!

"Everyone, the journey to learn swordsmanship here has ended. We will take our leave first. The next stop is Ditian."

Wang Zhenlong smiled slightly and cupped his fists at the Xuanxian sword cultivators beside him.

The Xuanxian Sword Cultivator of the Qiankun Sword Sect thought for a moment and shook his head slightly: "This battle is not over yet."

Everyone was a little stunned.

The Qiankun Sword Sect does still have sword cultivators in the middle stage of integration, but... Baili Henggang is the top among them.

Since he lost, it also means that Wenjian has stopped here. If anyone else is allowed to play, the meaning of Wenjian will have been lost.

The bearded swordsman frowned slightly, looked at each other with Zhang Ling and others, and saw a hint of anger deep in the other's eyes.

Wang Zhenlong narrowed his eyes and said: "Oh? What do fellow Taoist Chang Fu mean by this? Isn't Baili Henggang, your disciple, the top of your sect in the middle stage of integration?"

"Yes and no."

The Xuanxian Sword Cultivator of the Qiankun Sword Sect said calmly: "Although Baili Henggang is a mid-level master, I sent several other mid-level fusion masters who are not just ordinary people. They are also qualified to receive your sword."

"This loses the meaning of asking for a sword."

Wang Zhenlong said calmly.

"The rules of Wenjian do not prohibit this, so it does not mean it has lost its meaning."

Sword cultivators from all over the place were whispering and looking strange, but they did not say anything to stop him.

If you really want to think about it carefully, this is indeed not a violation of the rules, but it was a common practice in the past and no one did it. It does not do you any good.

It's just... Now that the old swordsman of Xuxian Sword Sect has passed away, Xuxian Sword Sect only has Wang Zhenlong, the Xuanxian, to carry the flag. If Qiankun Sword Sect does this, Xuxian Sword Sect has no way to deal with it.

A flash of anger flashed in Wang Zhenlong's eyes, he no longer pretended, he directly broke his face and said coldly:

"You just want to keep us on Qiankun Island today? Why do you do this? Are you afraid that something unexpected will happen if we go to Ditian?"

He looked at the Xuanxian Sword Cultivator sent by the Kunlun Sword Sect. If this person had not been behind the command, the Qiankun Sword Sect would not have stopped them so desperately.

After all, after breaking the skin, it will not be a simple question of swordsmanship, someone has to fill in the life!

"Fellow Daoist Wang, don't think too much. With the strength of your Void Immortal Sword Sect, even if you go to Ditian... you still won't be able to complete the journey of learning swordsmanship. This has nothing to do with my Kunlun Sword Sect."

The Xuanxian from the Kunlun Sword Sect smiled lightly.

"Your surname is Wu. Wu Changzai, who died to Fang Chen in Yong'an City, is your direct blood relative, right? After talking for a long time, is this a secret revenge and a deliberate attempt to disgust me?"

Wang Zhenlong smiled ferociously and said, "Do you really think I'm a man made of clay and don't dare to take action against you?"

The Xuanxian of the Kunlun Sword Sect's expression darkened, and he said calmly: "What? You want to end it yourself? Then I won't be afraid. You can take action if you want to. If you break the rules, your Void Immortal Sword Sect will be wiped out overnight. Even the ancestors of your Central Continent will not pay attention to you, they are also afraid of the sword in the hands of my ancestors."

The expressions of everyone in the Void Immortal Sword Sect became a little ugly. When did they, the Void Immortal Sword Sect, end up being threatened like this! ?

"Your Majesty Wang, this disciple can still fight."

Qin Hucheng cupped his hands and said.

Wang Zhenlong's eyes widened: "You can still fight, I would rather you die in the hands of a true genius than see you die in a battle with a villain.

Since they sent Baili Henggang and lost in the end, they shouldn't continue to find people to fight with you. I can't afford to lose face like you, so shut up! "

"Brother Wang, what you say is a bit biased."

"Since this is the road to learning swordsmanship, can we still go on this?"

"There is no point in arguing with each other. Brother Wang's two disciples also died on the road of seeking swordsmanship. They should know that they can hide for a while but not for a lifetime.

Now that he has understood the intention of the Death Sword, let him fight all the way through, maybe a miracle will happen. "

Sword cultivators from all major sword sects spoke one after another.

Zhongzhou, Ditian, Beidou, and many monks saw this scene through the Xuantian Mirror, and they were gloating about the misfortune.

The main reason is that the sword cultivator is too fierce and has many enemies. Even if it is the Qiankun Sword Sect that encounters such a predicament today, many people will be secretly happy.

The bearded sword cultivator and others secretly said something was wrong.

In front of Wang Zhenlong, it is best not to mention his two disciples. If you mention them, I am afraid it will directly ignite the anger in Wang Zhenlong's heart.

Sure enough, Wang Zhenlong, who was still restrained, suddenly became furious, pointed at a certain sword cultivator and said angrily:

"I will remember you. If you leave Qiankun Island, you will die!"

"Don't talk nonsense, Wang Zhenlong, do you, the Void Immortal Sword Sect, still want to take this path of asking for swords? If you don't, just admit defeat here and you can save your talented son. Otherwise, he will definitely die today."

The Xuanxian Sword Cultivator of the Kunlun Sword Sect said calmly: "If you still want to act recklessly, we have many Xuanxian here today. Can't we suppress you even if we join forces?"

Wang Zhenlong took a deep breath, with a gloomy look on his face. The bearded swordsman and others saw that the little old man was so angry, and now they still suppressed their anger and clenched their fists loudly.

"Go ahead."

In the void, Mr. Xun gently patted Fang Chen on the shoulder.

Fang Chen bowed his hands to him, then turned around and walked down.

"At this moment, which junior dares to walk above our heads?"

Someone noticed Fang Chen and couldn't help but frown and scold him.

Everyone looked up.

But there was an exclamation, and Langya Wenqiu, who was standing next to Zhang Ling, lost his voice:

"Is it Senior Brother Fang!?"

Jing Yuehan, Jing Xu, and other disciples from other peaks all trembled and looked up, and they saw that familiar yet slightly unfamiliar figure.

Wang Zhenlong's expression moved slightly and he stared at Fang Chen quietly.

Fang Chen came closer, cupped his fists and said, "Master, this disciple has successfully condensed the infant. He should be able to perform the duties of the sword head."

The baby was successfully coagulated! ? Langya Wenqiu and others all showed expressions of surprise, and even Qin Hucheng slowly showed a smile after being stunned.