The main hall in the center of Chaojing City was used by the high-level deliberations of the Nanxian Sword Sect and the Xuantian Sword Sect, and all the high-level figures of both sides gathered in the main hall today. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The Great Elder has arrived!"

Dai Bangsong, who had been waiting for a long time, couldn't help but roar excitedly when he saw the huge crowd in the northern sky, and quickly walked out of the main hall.

The rest of the people also got up one after another, Fang Zhebai and Zhao Xunxian chatted while walking, and walked all the way to the front of the crowd.

"Great Elder!"

When Chu Wuru and them appeared in Chaojing City, they had not yet fallen to the ground, and the Xuantian Sword Sect below all bent down and bowed their heads and shouted respectfully.

"I've kept you waiting. ”

Chu Wuru smiled gently, and with a flick of his fingers, everyone was lifted up by a slight but irresistible force.

"Brother Chu, welcome, I didn't expect you to come in person, but Zhao was not prepared. ”

Zhao Xunxian laughed, stepped forward and hugged his fists and said loudly, looking unusually polite and low-key.

"Brother Zhao is too polite to say this, I hope Brother Zhao will not dislike Chu Mou's rashness. ”

Chu Wuru also responded with a fist clenched, joking politely.

"Which dare, which dare, go, go to the main hall first, let's sit down and have a good chat. ”

Zhao Xunxian stretched out his hand and enthusiastically led the way for Chu Wuru, playing the role of his own master very well.

Chu Wuru was not polite, he didn't need to be polite to the other party, and led everyone into the main hall.

This hall was built by the Nanxian Sword Sect for deliberations, it was very rough and very large, only tables and chairs were placed, and there were no other sundries, and the entire hall was enough to accommodate three hundred people. A total of 100 people were seated on both sides, with the Xuantian Sword Sect on the right, the Nanxian Sword Sect on the left, and Chu Wuli and Zhao Xunxian above them.

After sitting down, the two sides first exchanged kind words, and also greeted each other, but Chu Wuru was the first to express his intentions.

"Since two years ago, this sect has formed an alliance with your sect, and they have been fighting hand in hand on the banks of the Lishui River for two years. My two sons and daughters threw their blood and buried their bones on the battlefield, but it was hateful and uncomfortable. That's why I'm here, hoping to fight to the death with your sect and destroy this Southern Alliance!"

Listening to Chu Wuru's sonorous and powerful words, the Nanxian Sword Sect was shocked at first, and their faces changed drastically, and they couldn't help but talk to each other, and the hall immediately became noisy.

It is true that the Nanxian Sword Sect and the Southern Sect Alliance are enemies of life and death, but the Southern Sect Alliance is stronger than the Nanxian Sword Sect, and there is also the Xinyang Sect on the other side to help, and the Nanxian Sword Sect has great scruples.

It's okay to be an enemy of the Xinyang Sect, but the Nanxian Sword Sect is unwilling to form a mortal enemy with the Xinyang Sect, and they are already a little afraid of a powerful enemy who has been hurt by the Southern Alliance. Although their sect's strategy has changed and their strength has increased, they have also lost their pride. The Sword Cultivation Sect, which had always been arrogant, began to mix, and various factions surfaced, and a pool of stagnant water turned into a pool of troubled water, otherwise they would not have formed an alliance with the Xuantian Sword Sect to seek help from the Xuantian Sword Sect.

After experiencing a catastrophe in the troubled times, the Southern Idle Sword Sect experienced the threat of death, and the hearts of the people in the sect began to change, and a group of high-ranking overlords began to become a group of headless flies. For them, saving their lives is more important than their pride.

Chu Wuru's and Kongxiao's pride comes from the strength in their bones, and the pride of the Nanxian Sword Sect comes from their arrogance. In the face of the powerful Southern Alliance, their pride was easily shattered.

Soon after Chu Wuru's words, the majestic white-haired old man who was sitting in the first position on the left side said in a deep voice:

"Chu Daoyou, let's not talk about the question of extinction or immortality, there are 200,000 people in the Southern Sect Alliance, and there are also 20,000 people in the Xinyang Sect in Hanshui City, whether we can defeat each other on the frontal battlefield is a question, how can we talk about destroying them?"

"Brother Ouyang, young people are arrogant, they don't think more than us old people, and you don't really think about it. ”

Under the white-haired old man, a middle-aged man snorted coldly, deliberately sarcastically saying a few words to Chu Wuru.

"Wen Yongguan, what do you mean by this? If you are not convinced, stand up, and Fang will compare with you!"

The other party actually sarcastically mocked Chu rudely, which immediately angered everyone in the Xuantian Sword Sect, and Fang Zhebai slapped the table next to him almost shattered, staring at the other party with cold eyes, gritting his teeth and saying.

"Okay, you Fang Zhebai, don't be embarrassed, the old man wants the other party to you, it's just three swords!"

Wen Yongguan was also furious, he was a cultivator in the middle of the Tribulation Period, and he was also the patriarch of the Nanxian Sword Sect when it was established, even if Zhao Xunxian was only a junior in front of him, he couldn't command him at all. Compared with the radical actions of the Xuantian Sword Sect, their group of elders of the Southern Idle Sword Sect are all conservative ideas, and it is normal for them to have a separate alliance with the Southern Sect, and they can have a small fight with the Southern Sect Alliance, and if they really want to start a life-and-death war, Wen Yongguan and their group of Southern Idle Sword Sect elders will not be able to make up their minds.

The longer you live, the more you will cherish your life, ordinary people still think so, let alone a group of high-ranking cultivators?

"Three swords, what a big breath!Wen Yongguan, Fang Mou will try you, see if your mouth is powerful or your sword is powerful, there is a kind of out!"

In addition to being rude, who else is Fang Zhebai afraid of? Wen Yongguan's cultivation is not weak, but his sharp spirit has been completely lost, and he has already had a lifespan of nearly a thousand years. Fang Zhebai fought in all directions, his blood was in full bloom, he had killed countless strong enemies, and his strength was still rising, and his self-confidence was extremely strong. His current strength is also extremely terrifying, Wen Yongguan is not afraid of an ordinary mid-tribulation period powerhouse at all, and he is very confident to fight with the other party!

"Huh. ”

The finger was on the table a little, and the voice was not high, but it directly pierced people's consciousness, making everyone's emotions agitated, like a basin of ice water poured from their heads, and the whole person shivered. After they reacted one by one, they all looked at Chu Wuru, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, in horror.

Just one voice overwhelmed everyone, Chu Wuru's strength was beyond the imagination of the people of the Nanxian Sword Sect, even those who opposed Chu Wuru's proposal would not dare to make a noise.

Fearing the strong is the instinct of a cultivator.

Wen Yongguan is a character like Wen Yongguan, who has cultivation and strength, but he doesn't have many longevity, and he is delicious and waiting for death, and he has a good face and seniority, Chu Wuli looks down on them and looks down on them. However, the battle between the factions within the Nanxian Sword Sect still made him think a little more, and he turned his head to Zhao Xunxian and said:

"Brother Zhao, my Xuantian Sword Sect has formed an alliance with your sect, but I don't want to wait here for tens or hundreds of years, my Xuantian Sword Sect has limited manpower and not many enemies, so I have to protect our mountain gate all the time. I myself also hope to devote more strength to the settlement of the Southern Alliance, so as to complete the purpose of the alliance between the Sect and your Sect, and at the same time withdraw the manpower from the South......"

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