The trip to Qiankun Island came to an end. As the great monks left one after another, the Xuantian mirrors from all sides gradually returned to their white appearance, and the subsequent scenes were invisible.

However, Fang Chen's swords gave all parties a new impression of the sword cultivators of the Xuxian Sword Sect.

There are already rumors spreading secretly, saying that it is the Fang Jian Head of the Xuxian Sword Sect, which is most likely invincible in the Nascent Soul Stage.

If the sword sect you visit later does not have a considerable opponent, the Xuxian Sword Sect’s path to asking for swords this time will definitely win a great victory and stabilize the current storm situation.

Xuxian Sword Sect and other sword cultivators were greeting Fang Chen, and Wang Zhenlong also looked at Fang Chen stroking his beard and smiled, his eyes full of relief.

This is the third disciple he accepted. It seems that he will not follow the footsteps of the first two disciples.

At least he won't let the white-haired man give him a black-haired man.

Fang Chen suddenly looked up and smiled, "Whale King, why bother to leave in a hurry? I have said that we will meet again."

The King of Wastefall, who was about to leave, suddenly froze when he heard the sound, and a hint of fear flashed in the eyes of the demon cultivators beside him.

Just when they were a little at a loss, Zuo Xu chuckled, slowly stepped forward and blocked the fallen whale king, looking at Fang Chen:

"Fellow Daoist Fang, the misunderstanding between Miss Luo Whale and you, I'll be a peacemaker."

The King of Waste Recovered suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Zuo Xu was willing to stand up for her, she would have seven parts of confidence even when facing the Xuxian Sword Sect.

After thinking about it, she smiled softly: "I didn't know that Fang Jianshou had such a background, so I offended him so much. Please don't care about Fang Jianshou."

Zhang Ling and others' expressions gradually darkened, and they quietly watched the whale falling king.

The other party's words mean that Fang Chen and him must have had a conflict in the sea of ​​immortals and demons before.

This person's cultivation is higher than theirs. He is obviously a demon cultivator in the Hedao period, and one of the overlords, but he bullies the small ones the sword head of their Xuxian Sword Sect?

This is clearly an impatient life and wants to seek death!

"I don't think so generously."

Fang Chen smiled faintly.

The King of Wastefall was slightly stunned and stopped talking, but just looked at Zuo Xu.

The green-headed turtle's eyes flashed and she didn't dare to look at Fang Chen at all.

Zuo Xu's smile even more, and his eyes fell on Wang Zhenlong: "Senior Wang, Zuo Xu is in the Immortal City of the Heavenly Saint of the Lower Emperor."

"Imperial Heavenly Holy Immortal City?"

Wang Zhenlong's eyes moved, "Who is Xiaoyao Immortal Lord?"

"It's my father."

Zuo Xu smiled.

Xiaoyao Immortal Lord? Anyone who has read the Emperor List carefully, a hint of horror appeared in his eyes when he heard the four words Xiaoyao Immortal Lord.

The top twenty emperors list record the ancestors of various places, and Xiaoyao Immortal Lord is exactly one of them, ranking eighth.

It is famous among the Emperor Tian, ​​and the Holy Immortal City under its command is a holy place for Emperor Tian, ​​and it is a place where many monks seek hard.

The person in front of me was actually the son of the ancestor of the church? This was something that everyone had never expected.

The ancestors of the world rarely have children. Even if they have one, they basically have no reputation and deliberately hide in the world. Ordinary people have no way of knowing it. Unlike the sons of the Immortal King, they are all famous, and some can hear their names through the sea of ​​immortals and demons.

"It turns out that he is the young master of Xiaoyao Immortal Lord, he is indifferent to respect."

Wang Zhenlong bowed his hand.

Some monks who had not left saw Wang Zhenlong's attitude. Even if they had never heard of Xiaoyao Immortal Lord's name, they knew that Zuo Xu's origin was extraordinary and were curious to stop and wait and see.

"Boy, his father is the ancestor of the church and his background is a bit mysterious. It is best not to offend too deeply."

Wang Zhenlong's voice sounded in Fang Chen's ears.

At the same time, Zuo Xu had already told the "misunderstanding" between King of Waste and Fang Chen.

Finally, Zuo Xu smiled and said, "Miss Luo Whale didn't know the origin of Fang Jianshou at the beginning, and she offended her a lot. Fortunately, no one was injured in this matter. I think this matter is better to turn a big thing into a small thing. How about a small thing?"

Everyone looked at Fang Chen one after another.

Zhang Ling and others were a little confused. With the temperament of the Xuxian Sword Sect, if the old sword immortal was still there, just start fighting like this, and there is no need to talk too much nonsense.

Even if the other party is the son of the ancestor of the church, he is not qualified to be a peacemaker.

However, the situation of the Xuxian Sword Sect is indeed a bit embarrassing now, and it takes some years of precipitation to wait for Wang Zhenlong to successfully advance to the ascension period.

Before this, it is not advisable to make enemies with the ancestors of the religion.

"Fang Chen, although you are my disciple and the head of the Xuxian Sword Sect, this matter is your personal hatred. No matter what decision you make, you won't blame you as a teacher."

Wang Zhenlong suddenly spoke.

The smile on Zuo Xu's face froze slightly and he glanced at Wang Zhenlong, but he was still patient and continued to look at Fang Chen.

He believed that the other party was a smart person and knew how to make a decision.

"Master, this matter is indeed a private matter of the disciple and has nothing to do with the Sword Sect."

Fang Chen nodded slightly.

"You don't have to be afraid. You are my disciple. I will not let you suffer a loss in front of me."

Wang Zhenlong said lightly.

"This matter can be handled by the disciples themselves."

Fang Chen smiled, then looked at Zuo Xu: "Even if the ancestors come forward to persuade me, I will not give up. Do you really want to interfere in this matter?"

"hiss--"

The monks nearby took a breath in their hearts.

So crazy!

This is a hundred times more crazy than the sword cultivators of other sword sects. Even the ancestors of the sect will not give up even if they come forward to persuade them!?

Just a mere Nascent Soul Great Perfection and the peak of the lower fourth level, how dare you say such things?

The look of the fallen whale king changed again and again. Even the son of the ancestor of the sect came forward to persuade him, but the other party would not give him such face?

The smile on Zuo Xu's face gradually faded, and the followers beside him narrowed their eyes and blatantly glanced up and down with aggressive eyes, without any concealment in their eyes.

So what about the Nascent Soul?

So what about sword cultivators?

So what if the Nascent Soul is invincible?

No matter how talented the other party is and how big the background is, can they be as powerful as their young master?

In terms of cultivation, their young master has already passed the nine thunder tribulations of the Hedao Period, and is only one step away from entering the tribulation period and becoming the position of Xuanxian.

In terms of background, their son's biological father is the famous Xiaoyao Immortal King in the Emperor and Heaven! He teaches the ancestral powers.

There are only a handful of geniuses in this world who can compare with their sons!

"Fang Jianshou, you have too deep obsession in your heart. If you cut off your obsession, you may have a chance to climb to the peak in the future."

Zuo Xu smiled faintly.

"What if it's not killed?"

Fang Chen asked curiously.

Zuo Xu smiled, "If you don't kill, you might stop here and you can't make any progress."

Zhang Ling and others had already heard the threat in his words, and anger flashed in their eyes.

If the old sword immortal is here, how dare this son openly threaten the head of the Xuxian Sword Sect?

"Then let's take a bet and see if I stop here in the future or reach the peak."

Fang Chen smiled, "But these have nothing to do with today's affairs. If fellow Taoist Zuo insists on forcibly interfering, he may lose his might."

A blood-red figure slowly walked over, looked at Zuo Xu, and asked at Fang Chen:
Chapter completed!