On the Holy Mountain.

The leader of the Holy Mountain stopped exercising, and the man let out a turbid breath and slowly opened his eyes.

She put on the cold mask again, put on the blood-red but tattered cloak, and sat on the chair of the temple with her petite and delicate body, although she didn't see much domineering, but the majesty was difficult to hide.

After the Battle of the Holy Mountain, all the energy of the people of the Holy Mountain was focused on the work of rebuilding the mountain.

The leader of the Holy Mountain has been in retreat to recover from his injuries.

Now, however, she was in no mood to heal.

"Is what you said true?" said the leader of the Holy Mountain in a deep voice, "Even Daojun Mountain is going to kowtow to the Judgment Palace?"

"Yes. The old man below nodded respectfully: "The general trend is the general trend, and it is an irreversible matter for the Ruling Hall to unify the martial arts, leader, what should our holy mountain do now? Do you go with the flow? or go against the trend?"

"What do you think personally?" asked the leader of the Holy Mountain coldly.

"The general trend is irreversible, if you go against the trend, with the power of my holy mountain, just hitting the stone with an egg, in the end it will be nothing more than a broken end!"

When the leader of the Holy Mountain heard this, his willow eyebrows furrowed instantly, and he stared at the old man and said in a deep voice: "I remember that you have always advocated for me to unify the martial arts in the past, why did you soften so quickly this time?"

"This...."

"Do you believe the rumors out there and think that I have something to do with the Sword Master? I tell you, sooner or later I'm going to tell that bastard that he will be broken into pieces!!" I swear!!" the leader of the Holy Mountain shouted angrily.

The leader was angry. The old man hurriedly knelt on the ground.

But his kneeling immediately confirmed the words of the leader of the Holy Mountain.

Now the people of the entire Martial Arts Holy Land know that the leader of the Holy Mountain has become the woman who judges the sword master.

"Bastard!!Damn!!" The leader of the Holy Mountain was furious, gritting his teeth in anger.

However, she could no longer clarify.

After all... Countless people have seen her appear in the Hall of Judgment and leave unharmed.

If not, how can we explain it?

The Lian family still spread the news that the leader of the Holy Mountain was sitting on the lap of the sword master.

So ambiguous... How can it be innocent?

"Leader, do you think you are an opponent of the Sword Master?" at this time, the old man raised his head and asked cautiously.

The leader of the Holy Mountain hesitated for a moment and said coldly, "No. ”

She would not deny this, if Qin Feng didn't use acupuncture, she thought she could open up with it, but once she applied that weird silver needle and forcibly improved her strength, the leader of the Holy Mountain thought that she would not be able to hold up even a single move.

"Since the leader thinks that he is not the opponent of the sword master, then give up. We can only follow the trend. ”

"Do you mean that I want to learn from the Lotus family and kowtow to Qin Feng like Daojun Mountain?"

"It's just a leader, you are not the opponent of the sword master now, you are just temporarily forbearing, Taoguang and obscure, like Goujian, the king of Yue, lying on the salary to taste the courage, cultivate hard, and then think about it in the long run. The old man hurriedly said: "Sometimes regression does not mean concession, that is also a way to attack!"

After these words fell, the mood of the leader of the Holy Mountain gradually stabilized: "You are right, I really have to endure now! I have to work hard to cultivate and increase my strength! Now is not the time to turn against the Judgment Palace!"

Seeing this, the old man breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly hugged his fists and said, "The leader is wise!"

"Tell me to go down! I'm going into retreat! Before I leave the pass, all the affairs of the Holy Mountain will be handled by you!"

"Obey!" the old man clenched his fists, suddenly thought of something, and asked: "Leader, if the sword master asks his subordinates about your whereabouts, how should his subordinates answer?"

"Let him die!!" shouted the leader of the Holy Mountain, jumped off his chair, flicked his cloak, and left in a rage.

The old man was confused.

.......

.......

It has been half a month since I went to Daojun Mountain.

This time, the Hall of Judgment can be said to have poured out.

Not only did the dragon slayer team travel with the Judgment Sword Guard, but even the various forces were accompanied by elite teams.

There were thousands of them.

Although Qin Feng didn't like this kind of pomp, this time he was going to show off his might, and he couldn't do it if he didn't do it.

On the way, Qin Feng sat in a sedan chair and drank tea with his legs crossed.

Gu Mei also wanted to come, but was rejected by Qin Feng.

What the situation is like here, no one can say.

"Sword Master, all the people of Daojun Mountain have come out of the mountain to greet them. At this time, Luo Wu outside stepped forward and spoke.

The Great Elder's injuries had not yet healed, so he was accompanied by Luo Wu.

"Oh?" Qin Feng put down the teacup, lifted the curtain and looked forward, but saw that the mountain road of Daojun Mountain was full of people from Daojun Mountain, they stood left and right, bowed slightly, and their faces were full of piety and respect, as if welcoming the emperor.

Qin Feng moved his eyebrows slightly, thoughtful.

Just then, someone came to report again.

"Sword Master, the people of the Lotus family have arrived!"

"The Lotus family?"

"Sword Master, have you forgotten? You asked the Lian family to send a master to Daojun Mountain to cheer. ”

"Then let them follow the back of the line. ”

Qin Feng said lightly.

"Yes. ”

The Lian family team arrived.

The team drove into the Taiqing Hall on Daojun Mountain.

At this moment, in front of the Taiqing Palace.

A large number of Daojun Mountain powerhouses came forward under the leadership of Zhong Ling Daojun.

"Meet the Sword Master. ”

Everyone shouted in unison.

Qin Feng walked out of the sedan car, looked at Zhong Ling Daojun in front of him, looked at it, nodded, and said lightly: "Don't be polite, get up." ”

"Xie Sword Master. ”

Zhong Ling Daojun straightened up, with a warm smile on his face: "I have long heard that the sword master is a god descended from heaven and has the posture of a heavenly man. ”

"You're welcome!" Qin Feng said casually, his eyes indifferent.

"Sword Master, shall we start the ceremony immediately, or will you go inside for a cup of tea first?" asked Daojun humbly.

"Let's get started now, and don't waste everyone's time. Qin Feng said.

"That's good!" Daojun nodded, glanced to the side, and a Dao boy next to him stepped forward with a Dao sword.

Zhong Ling Daojun carefully held the Dao Sword, stepped forward directly, and raised his hands high: "Please take over the heirloom artifact of my Daojun Mountain's Daojun Sword, the one who holds this thing will become the new Daojun of my Daojun Mountain, from now on, the Daojun Mountain People Award will obey the words of the sword master and swear allegiance!"

"Please take the sword master!" the powerhouses of Daojun Mountain shouted in unison.

Everyone looked sideways, their eyes burning.

For the Daojun Mountain people, the Daojun Sword is the jade seal of the country.

As long as Qin Feng picked up this sword, Dao Jun Mountain would be his.

Qin Feng was not polite, nodded, and smiled faintly: "Since this is the case, then I might as well be respectful." ”

After speaking, the man took the Dao sword.

But at the moment when the person just touched the Dao Sword, the Sword suddenly turned into a pitch-black dust and hit Qin Feng's palm.

Qin Feng's face changed suddenly, and he raised his hand to take a look.

I saw that the palms of my hands had turned into pitch black, as if I had fished a handful of coal.

"It's... Poison?" Qin Feng was stunned.

"It's not good, this is a trick of Daojun Mountain!!"

"Be careful!"

"Protect the Sword Master!"

The people of the Judgment Hall immediately shouted, and everyone hurriedly rushed over and surrounded Qin Feng.

Qin Feng raised his head, looked at the smiling Daojun lightly, and said lightly: "After all, you still refuse to surrender?"

"Why do the deities want to surrender to you?" Daojun shook his head and said, "You are just a group of invaders, vainly trying to subvert the martial arts holy land, even if everyone succumbs to your force, the deity will definitely not give in!"

"So you plan to rely on Daojun Mountain to compete with my Ruling Hall and dozens of people from the Great and Small Clans?" Qin Feng asked lightly.

"Relying on Dao Jun Mountain alone, it is definitely not the opponent of the Sword Master. ”

"Who else?" Qin Feng asked.

"Of course we are!"

At this moment, a voice floated from the side.

People followed the voice, only to see a group of people coming.

The leader is the old man from before and Lian Jianlei.

"Sword Master, you have been hit by the peerless poison I refined, 'Seal Wu San', after being hit by this poison, the force will be slowly sealed within ten minutes, and after ten minutes, all your strength and martial arts will be lost, you will be no different from the worldly people, Sword Master, kneel down and submit to us!" The old man attached his hands to his back and said lightly.

The Dao Jun next to him, Lian Jianlei, suddenly let out a laugh.

Seeing this, the representatives of the other powerful clans around were shocked.

Probably everyone didn't imagine that the people of Daojun Mountain and the Lian family really dared to argue with the ruling hall of this period...