"Time is urgent, I have to go in now!"

Xue Yedao, what are you kidding, when Jianlu Village prepares the case and reissues the identity jade card, the daylily is cold, how to do the things that the old man explains.

"Please don't embarrass me, senior brother, otherwise we have the right to detain you!"

The first disciple held his sword across his chest and said solemnly.

The other disciples also held the hilt of the sword, looking tense.

"Do you want to do it with this group of outer disciples? Forget it!"

Xue Ye shook his head and said, "Okay, I'll go to Jianlu Village for the record!"

"Thank you for your cooperation!"

The first disciple breathed a sigh of relief, because he felt that Xue Ye's strength was unfathomable, far above himself and the others.

Xue Ye turned to leave, found the corner of a remote place, and the fire feather phoenix wings condensed and flew into the sky.

......

"Master Qi, have you thought about it clearly, do you want to be my friend of Wumo?"

Above the palace, the Eighth Prince asked with a smile.

Qi Qianhua pondered for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "Your Eighth Highness just wants to pull the Hidden Sword Valley under your camp and help you in the battle for the crown prince?"

"Since the head of Qi has made his words clear, then I won't beat around the bush, that's right, that's right, I don't know if the head of Qi is willing to help me, if I become the crown prince, he will ascend the throne one day, he will definitely treat the Tibetan Sword Valley well, and even support you to become the head of the six major sects of the Tianwu Kingdom, what does the head of Qi think?"

The Eighth Prince smiled like a businessman.

"His Royal Highness is really refreshing, but the battle of the prince is not trivial, even if His Royal Highness threatens Ruohan's life, I, the head of the house, also need to bet carefully, if you have a good chance of winning in the battle of the prince, we will fully support the Eighth Highness, but if there is no chance of winning, we will not easily show our position, after all, once the new emperor who ascends the throne is not the Eighth Highness, it will be difficult for us to gain a foothold in Tianwu in the future Hidden Sword Valley, I don't know how many chances His Royal Highness has in the battle for the prince?"

Qi Qianhua asked.

"My odds are above the ninth floor!"

The Eighth Prince laughed wildly.

"I wonder why His Royal Highness is so confident?"

Qi Qianhua asked.

"Now you should have also seen that the ghost sword flow of the first sect of Fusang Country has come to my camp, not only that, but I also have other hidden hole cards, once they are revealed, they are not something that other princes can compete with, if the Hidden Sword Valley is willing to support me, it will be like a tiger with wings, and the odds of victory will not be only nine layers, but ten layers!"

The Eighth Prince opened his arms, and his tone was extremely infectious.

"Although Fusang Country is a martial arts power, its land area is very small, it is only an island country, there are few human beings, and the feng shui is not good, I think it is difficult to have a strong man who can stand on the table, not only that, I heard that the sword technique of the Ghost Sword Flow was also introduced from the third-rate sword sect of the Tianwu Kingdom, and I think it is also useless, such a sect supports you, I don't think it may be able to play a big role!"

Mu Xiu, who had been silent, finally couldn't help it.

The Ghost Sword Stream Elder Qianye Xun, who was sitting under the Eighth Prince, was suddenly furious, and suddenly got up and said: "Bastard, it is so humiliating our Ghost Sword Flow, hum, although the sword path of the Fusang Kingdom has been passed down in Tianwu, but after our efforts for several generations, the attainments in the sword path have long been far beyond that of Tianwu, half a month ago, we have already handed over a letter of worship and a challenge to your faction, I hope that your faction can take our challenge, I want to prove for our Fusang Kendo that our kendo has surpassed your Tianwu, and we are the real kendo authentic!"

"Do you want to compare swords, okay, pick up the sword, we haven't been afraid of anyone in the Sword Valley, little brother, or you and I will compete first!"

Mu Xiu laughed, deliberately provoking the other party.

Qi Qianhua glanced at Mu Xiu appreciatively, this was exactly the situation he wanted to see.

The eighth prince frowned slightly, the threat had already succeeded most of the time, but now he was pulled away by the Thousand Night Patrol, he was just about to speak, only to hear the Thousand Night Patrol and said: " Your Excellency misunderstood, we came to Tianwu this time, only one of my core elders came, naturally I can't compete with the masters of your faction, we write clearly in the battle book, we ask the young disciples of the two factions to fight, they are the backbone of the future, their strength and weakness represent the strength and weakness of the Tibetan Sword Valley and the Ghost Sword Flow, their victory or defeat will also represent the future of the Tianwu Kingdom and the Fusang Kingdom, and their battle represents who is the future kendo authentic!"

"Old thing, don't fart if you don't dare to fight, why bother saying so righteous!"

Mu Xiu couldn't help but scold.

"Elder Mu, don't be rude, in the worship post sent by the Ghost Sword Stream, it is indeed hoped that we will send the younger generation of disciples to learn, since this is the case, then we will have a competition, so that the distinguished guests can shut up!"

Qi Qianhua said with a smile.

"But the current situation of Ruohan ......"

Liu Zongqing frowned.

Qi Qianhua looked at the Eighth Prince and said, "Your Highness, why don't you and I have a bet?"

"What bet?"

"We have a battle with the disciples of the younger generation of the Ghost Sword Stream, if the disciples of the Ghost Sword Stream are skilled, we will recognize the status of the Ghost Sword Stream in the Fusang Kingdom, and they will support the Eighth Highness, and the chance of winning in the battle of the prince is definitely not small, and we are willing to become a member of the camp of the Eighth Highness in the Hidden Sword Valley!"

Qi Qianhua said.

"Master, you have to think twice......"

The other elders changed color.

"Well, you don't need to say much, I've made up my mind!"

Qi Qianhua waved his hand, and then said: "If the ghost sword is lost, please don't pursue Ruohan's crimes, and the Hidden Sword Valley will remain neutral in the future!"

"Is what Master Qi said true?"

The Eight Princes stared into each other's eyes.

"Qi has always been a man of his word!"

Qi Qianhua said.

"Okay, Master Qi is really refreshing, then it's a word!"

The Eighth Prince was immediately overjoyed, this was also the result he wanted to see, this battle between the younger generations of disciples of the two factions, the Tibetan Sword Valley had no chance of winning.

"Please let Ruohan go first, after all, he is also the master of the younger generation of our Hidden Sword Valley, and he will also need to fight later!"

Qi Qianhua said.

"This ......"

The Eighth Prince was a little hesitant.

"What, His Royal Highness can't trust Qi?"

Qi Qianhua snorted coldly.

"Haha, as the head of Qi, he naturally won't admit it, okay, I'll release him first!"

The Eighth Prince laughed, gave the five old men a look, and put Xiao Ruohan back.

"Ruohan, are you okay?"

Several elders hurriedly surrounded him, all of them showing distress.

"It's okay, it's just that I won't be able to hold a sword in my right hand for three months!"

Xiao Ruohan's face was calm, he clenched his right fist, only to see that a deep wound on his wrist suddenly cracked, the blood flowed nonstop, his whole hand was trembling, and he couldn't hold the sword at all.

"Bastard, you deliberately injured Ruohan's right hand, how can you fight in this competition!"

Mu Xiu said angrily.

"Elder Mu, don't be rude!"

Qi Qianhua waved his hand, and then looked at Qianye Xun and said, "How do you want to compete?"

"It's very simple, each of us will send seven disciples on both sides, and fight until the last disciple is defeated in the situation of wheel warfare, and see whose disciple can fight to the end and win!"

A Thousand Nights Patrol.

"Okay, this place is too small and inconvenient, everyone, please move, let's go to the top of the Ancient Sword Peak, that is the place where we hold the peak vein meeting, in order to show our attention, we will arrange the exchange between the two factions there!"

Qi Qianhua said.

The Eighth Prince and the Thousand Nights looked at each other and had nothing to say.

Then, everyone headed towards the top of the Ancient Sword Peak, but they didn't take any flying demon beasts, but walked to the peak, and it was very slow.

An hour later, everyone came to the top of the Ancient Sword Peak and sat down, and the Eighth Prince had some bad premonitions in his heart, this Qi Qianhua was not deliberately delaying time!

But so what, no matter how he delays, the gamble is decided, and the Hidden Sword Valley will definitely lose, and no one can stop it.

......

At this time, Xue Ye hurried to Gu Jian Peak, he spread his fire feather phoenix wings, and the speed flew extremely fast, seeing that Gu Jian Feng was in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, the sword qi in the sky bloomed, bombarding Xue Ye like a meteor shower.

"It's not good, I touched the Protector Sword Formation!"

Xue Ye's complexion changed greatly, because he was in a hurry, but he forgot that a three-star sect like the Hidden Sword Valley would definitely have a powerful Sect Protector Formation in the air, allowing foreign enemies to invade from the air.

And the direction that Xue Ye flew to happened to be the Ancient Sword Peak of the Hidden Sword Valley, so it just happened to touch the formation.

Xue Ye dodged continuously, but the power of the Protector Sword Array was too great, and a sword light hit his phoenix wings and fell from the sky.