This side is in full swing, and on the other side, Yi Zheng seems to be in a dream, and there is no way to wake up.

"Where is this, why am I here?" Yi Zheng walked in a fog a little vaguely, unable to see the road ahead, unable to find the direction to go back, and the whole person seemed to be in a state of confusion and chaos.

"Anyone?" asked Izheng aloud.

No one responded.

Suddenly, there was a feeling behind him, and he turned around suddenly, holding the long sword tightly in his hand, with a vigilant expression.

"Jian Hong?" Yi Zheng looked at the person sitting cross-legged in front of him in disbelief, wasn't it the first Sword Sect Sect Master Jian Hong?

"Hello, the thirty-second generation Slow Sword Sect Master, Yi Zheng. At this time, Jian Hong's face was kind, and he looked like a fairy.

He didn't believe that Kenhiro would pull himself to such a place to sit down and talk to him seriously for no reason.

"Let's sit down and talk slowly. Kenhiro stretched out his hand and gestured.

The two sideburns are windless and automatic, looking fairy-like.

"Is there anything you're looking for me?" asked Izheng.

"Let's talk about it now. Yi Zheng did it anyway.

"I am the thirty-first generation Sword Sect Sect Master of the Sword Sect, and I wish to belong to the Cold Sword Sect. My name is Kenhiro. ”

"If you're asking me to give up on the challenge, you don't have to keep talking. Yi Zheng said.

"No, sit down. Jian Hong smiled slightly and gestured.

"What a mess. What the hell are you talking about?" said Yi Zheng who didn't understand.

"You know, since the establishment of the Sword Sect, it has always been the head of all the sects in the upper star field. The concept upheld by the Sword Sect is also rather bent than bent, and it is upright. I know that decades ago, that lord found me and threatened me to help them take away all the disciples of other sects, hoping to compete with people from another region. Originally, I didn't agree, but he said that it was to resist outsiders from another region, so I agreed, and although it was unconscionable, I did agree. Kenhiro's face was bitter.

"I know all of this, what exactly you're trying to say. Yi Zheng asked as he stared at him.

"Sword Sect, in the future, it will be handed over to you, I hope you can take the Sword Sect to a higher level. Jian Hong's face was a little sad.

"So what?" asked Izheng.

"The hunt has come, and he has killed all his disciples, including me. I'm no match for him. Fortunately, I have already refined the sword standard, so I can use the Heavenly Dao information to pull it out, I came here to pass on this sword code to you, and I hope you can succeed me and become the new thirty-two Sword Sect Master. Jian Hong said solemnly.

Yi Zheng was shocked, he didn't understand what this guy was talking about.

"This sect competition is actually a trap, a conspiracy to turn everyone, including the people in the lower star field, into necromantic knights, so that lord used big means to tamper with the rules of Tianshan and Qionglou Palace, originally wanted to deal with the Tianyang Sect first, and then use the rest of the time to slowly deal with others, but I didn't expect that something seemed to happen to you this time. I don't know how you did it, but you are the savior of the disciples who didn't come in. Jian Hong said.

"Nope. Yi Zheng shook his head, what are you kidding, the rules of the sword given away for nothing, who doesn't want to be a fool, who is a fool He doesn't know, but he definitely isn't.

Jian Hong chuckled twice, and a small white sword appeared in his hand, the sword body was crystal clear, exuding a cold air, and it was an obvious sign of a cold sword.

"You want to inherit the sword code that you have worked so hard to grow?" Yi Zheng seemed to be in disbelief.

"Yes, what's the problem?" asked Kenhiro.

"Yes, that's great, but it'll be mine soon. Yi Zhengmei said.

Jian Hong snorted coldly, stopped speaking, and lifted the shackles of the sword code in three or two.

Yi Zheng is practicing the swordsmanship of the Slow Sword Sect, which can just accommodate all other swordsmanship, so he can also collect the sword rules of this cold sword, and it can be compatible with the swordsmanship privileges of the cold sword.

"How about it, my sword code, not bad?" said Kenhiro suddenly, smugly.

"I made a mistake, you can't make the same mistake a second time, our Sword Sect is holding our own sword, not a sword in someone else's hand, and it can't be used by others. Remember. After saying that, Jian Hong's figure dissipated into this white mist.

"But now, I can't be regarded as belonging to the Eight Classics Sword Sect. Yi Zheng muttered a little distractedly.

Without restraint, the Code of the Sword becomes an ownerless thing.

Jian Hong's figure began to be a little erratic, and it would disperse at any time, which was also a doomed result, it was originally attached to this criterion to be able to have a sustenance for the crippled soul, and now, the criterion was removed, then he had to wait for death.

Looking at the sword code floating in front of me, I couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy.

Sit down and cross your knees, collect your mind, and begin to absorb the rules of the sword.

The appearance of Yuan Ming and Tian Yuan defeated all his plans, although the final result was perfect, but there was not much sense of participation in the process.

It's as if someone else picked the fruit and put it in his hand, and there will be some loss.

Yi Zheng was very satisfied.

No matter what the road ahead is, at least the Sword Sect is still leading by itself, and that's enough.

Because the fit itself is very high, it didn't take too long.

After fully absorbing, Yi Zheng tried to swing the long sword in his hand, and in a dashing and elegant manner, a cold air drifted away from the carrier.

I stretched my waist and finally woke up from my sleep, and this sleep was really a little long.

With a movement in his mind, a cold sword appeared in his palm. Yi Zheng nodded in satisfaction.

And this time Jian Hong obviously came prepared, and there were no important disciples among the people he brought out, he originally thought he was arrogant, but now it seems that he is preparing for the present.

Without the barrier, Yi Zheng can finally wake up.

"Su Chen, Tian Yuan?" Yi Zheng shouted two sentences in confusion, and as soon as he shouted, these two people immediately appeared. What's going on today?

His head suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and he suddenly remembered that he had asked his disciples to go to the dueling arena first, and coupled with the situation in his dream, he yelled terrible.

"Tian Yuan, Su Chen, it's time to go. Yi Zheng withdrew his sword and shouted loudly into the room.

As a result, no one responded to him for half a day,

I trotted out without my shoes on.

Thinking that it was not right, he came back and put on his shoes, and then suddenly rushed out.

I don't know how the situation is now, I hope it doesn't get too bad.

Didn't you say you just slept a little longer?