Baili Heng saw the deathly aura, almost rotting his sword intent, and did not dare to be arrogant anymore. He put down his last trace of contempt and tried to use his strength to defeat the other party in an instant!

The seas near Qiankun Island seemed to be affected by the sword intent of the Angry Sea, and became turbulent, and the angry sea that could easily defeat the ordinary human mind swept over.

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

The strange phenomenon of the angry sea disappeared instantly. Baili Heng took a few steps back, covered his chest and calmed down for a few breaths, slowly swallowed the salty, sweet and bitter blood in his throat, looked at Qin Hucheng with a pale face, and clasped his fists and said:

"Fellow Daoist Qin, I lost."

The sword cultivator of Qiankun Sword Sect looked a little strange, and it was not embarrassing to lose to Xiang Hei's sword intent.

Qin Hucheng nodded slightly, but then couldn't help but spew a blood arrow. The dead aura on his body seemed a little difficult to dissipate and always surrounded his body.

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

Although Qin Hucheng won this battle, he was injured even more severely, which also had a great relationship with Xiang Death's sword intent.

The sword he just now did not defeat Baili Henggang with a crushing force, but did not care about his own safety and did not have any defense. He was also injured by the sword intent of the Angry Sea!

"Everyone, the road to asking for swords here has ended. I will say goodbye first. The next stop is Di Tian."

Wang Zhenlong smiled slightly and clasped his fists at the Xuanxian Sword Cultivator beside him.

The Xuanxian Sword Cultivator of Qiankun Sword Sect thought for a while and shook his head gently: "This battle is not over."

Everyone was a little surprised.

The Qiankun Sword Sect does have sword cultivators in the middle stage of fusion, but... Baili Henggang is the top one.

Since he was defeated, it also means that the Sword of Questioning is stopped here. If others are allowed to play, the meaning of the Sword of Questioning is lost.

The bearded Jian Xiu frowned slightly, and looked at Zhang Ling and others, and saw a touch of anger deep in the eyes of each other.

Wang Zhenlong narrowed his eyes and said, "Oh? What does this mean by fellow Taoist Chang Fu? Is Baili Henggang, who is under your sect, the top student in the mid-stage of the fusion of your sect?"

“Yes, not.”

The Xuanxian Sword Cultivator of Qiankun Sword Sect said lightly: "Although Baili Henggang is a middle-aged master, my sect has not been an ordinary person in the middle stage of the fusion, and he is also qualified to take your sword."

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

Wang Zhenlong said lightly.

"The rule of asking for swords does not prohibit this, and it does not mean that it is meaningless."

Sword cultivators from all over the country whispered strangely, but they didn't say anything to stop them.

If you really have to think carefully, this is not a violation of the rules. It’s just that everyone had agreed on the customs before, and no one did this, so it would be of no benefit to themselves.

But... Now the old sword immortal of Xuxian Sword Sect has transformed. Only the Xuanxian, Wang Zhenlong, is carrying the flag. When Qiankun Sword Sect does this, Xuxian Sword Sect has no way to deal with it.

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

"You just want to keep us on Qiankun Island today? Why do you have to do this? I am afraid that if we go to Ditian, an accident will happen?"

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

After all, it’s not just a simple questioning sword after tearing it apart, someone will have to fill it in!

"Fellow Daoist Wang, don't think too much. With the strength of your Xuxian Sword Sect, even if you go to Di Tian... you can't finish the road to asking about swords. This has nothing to do with my Kunlun Sword Sect."

The mysterious immortal from Kunlun Sword Sect smiled faintly.

"Your surname is Wu. Wu Changzai, who died in Yong'an City, was your blood relative of the blood of Fang Chen, right? After talking for a long time, this is a secret revenge and deliberately disgusting me?"

Wang Zhenlong smiled grimly and said, "I really think I'm a mud, so I dare not attack you?"

Xuanxian of Kunlun Sword Sect's face darkened and said lightly: "What? You want to end up in person? Then I won't be afraid. If you want to take action, just take action. If you break the rules, you will only let your Xuxian Sword Sect destroy the family overnight. Even your ancestors in Zhongzhou will not pay attention to you. They are also afraid of the sword in the hands of my ancestors."

The expressions of the Xuxian Sword Sect became a little ugly. When did their Xuxian Sword Sect fall to being so threatened by others?

"The King, my disciples can still fight."

Qin Hucheng bowed.

Wang Zhenlong glared at his eyes: "You can still fight. I would rather die at the hands of a real genius than see you die by a villain.

Since they sent Baili Henggang and lost in the end, they shouldn't continue to find someone to fight you. If you can't afford to lose this face, I can't afford to lose it, shut up!"

"Brother Wang said this a bit biased."

"Since it is the road to asking about swords, can you still go?"

"The dispute between words and verbal is meaningless. Brother Wang's two disciples died on the road to ask the sword. It should be known that they could hide for a while but not for a lifetime.

Since he has understood the will of the sword in the Death, let him fight all the way, and a miracle will happen."

The sword cultivators from various major sword sects spoke one after another.

Zhongzhou, Emperor Tian, ​​Beidou, and many monks saw this scene through the Xuantian Mirror, and they were gloating and occupied 70% to 80%.

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

The bearded sword cultivator and others said something was wrong.

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

Sure enough, Wang Zhenlong, who was already restraining, suddenly became furious and pointed at a sword cultivator and said angrily:

"I remember you, leaving Qiankun Island is your death!"

"Don't talk nonsense, Wang Zhenlong, do you Xuxian Sword Sect still take this path of asking for swords? If you don't, you can just admit defeat here and you can save yourself, the genius child, otherwise he will definitely die today."

The Xuanxian Sword Cultivator of Kunlun Sword Sect said lightly: "If you still want to make a fuss, we have many Xuanxians present today. If we join forces, we can't suppress you?"

Wang Zhenlong took a deep breath, his face was gloomy and gloomy. The bearded sword cultivator and others watched the little old man get angry like this, and now they are still holding back their anger and squeaking their fists.

"Go."

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

Fang Chen bowed to him and turned around and walked downwards.

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

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

Everyone looked up.

But a scream rang out, and Langya, who was standing beside Zhang Ling, said in a lost voice:

"Is it Senior Brother Fang!?"

Jing Yuehan, Jing Xu, and other children of each peak were shocked. Looking up, they really saw the familiar figure with a little strange.

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

Fang Chen came closer and clasped his fists and said, "Master, my disciple has successfully condensed the baby, and he should be able to perform the responsibility of the sword head."

Successfully condensed the baby! Langya Wenqiu and others all showed surprises, and even Qin Hucheng was stunned and slowly smiled.
Chapter completed!