When the news spread, not only within the Sword Sect, but even the entire Canglong Kingdom Capital was shocked.

Ning Tiancheng.

In the Ning Mansion.

Deep inside the courtyard walls, Ning Tiancheng roared like a wounded lion.

Especially some time ago, a veteran-level figure who was in front of and behind Ning Tiancheng's saddle horse angered Ning Tiancheng because he said the wrong thing, and was beaten to death by him.

...

As early as a few days ago, after the ring match, Qingxuantang couldn't wait to recall the disciples who remained in the name of the Ruthless Sword Sect.

Obviously, the Ruthless Sword Sect appeared so demonic, and Qingxuantang had to be on guard.

Young and ignorant, strong-blooded, and easily angered.

If you stay in the Ruthless Sword Sect and anger that demon, won't you invite disaster for yourself, and where will you be in face at that time?

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

There are two days left before the Battle of the Glory of the Four Universities.

Of course, the important figures of the Sword Sect have already set a quota of ten people for the competition.

Ye Tianjiao, Mo Ji... Ouyang Ning'er, the last one is Ling Xiao.

But considering that many of the disciples who participated in the battle of glory over the years were killed by it halfway.

The reason for this is well known to the four universities.

The four universities seem to be friendly on the surface, and they have dealings, but in fact, they are all inconsistent in words and deeds.

In order to win the glory of the battle, any despicable means can be used.

This time, for the sake of prudence, in order to protect the pride of the sky, the ruthless head made a decisive decision.

Twenty elite disciples led by the Heartless Elder sent the contestants to the Imperial City.

With the ruthless elder in charge, she can rest assured, and she is not afraid of being intercepted halfway by the younger generation.

...

When the news spread throughout the Sword Sect, some disciples were stunned.

Unexpectedly, for the sake of this glorious battle, the Sword Sect actually sent the Great Elder to lead the team.

However, I am very much looking forward to whether the Sword Sect can win honor in the battle of glory of the four universities this time.

After all, the strength of the ten players participating in this competition is quite terrifying.

One is a leader from a poor background, Ye Tianjiao.

One is the leader of the children of a rich family, Mo Ji.

Of course, there is another demon, and that is Ling Xiao.

On this day, the Sword Sect, which had been somewhat silent, actually became active.

Countless disciples had joyful smiles on their faces, all cheering for the object of their admiration.

"I think this time, the Big Three will definitely win!"

"Who are the Big Three?"

"Ye Tianjiao, Mo Jiao, Ling Xiao!"

"Well, I think so!"

"However, the rest of the few are a little hard to say...!"

"I'm looking forward to it, can I go into the Imperial City and have a look?"

"You want to enter the Imperial City, but there are no doors!"

"Hey, don't say that ugly, okay?"

"It's not me who strikes you, this battle of glory is heavily guarded, and you will never be able to enter without a token...!"

"How do you know?"

"This... I can't tell you!"

Several Sword Sect disciples were discussing.

A day passes.

The martial arts dojo has long since returned to its original state.

In the early morning, the mild sun is falling.

Dozens of Sword Sect disciples stood in the center of the martial arts dojo, their white clothes fluttering, and their demeanor was sassy.

And countless disciples around watched, and a pair of envious eyes condensed on the ten people.

Stage.

The ruthless head and the five elders stood with their backs to their backs, their faces solemn and their expressions serious.

That's when it happened.

The ruthless head glanced at the ten people standing in the center of the martial arts dojo, and immediately opened his mouth and said impassionedly: "You are the best talent of my sword sect, this battle of glory, I believe you will not disappoint us, I wish you all the best and win the glory!"

Just as the words fell, dozens of people in the martial arts dojo raised their arms and shouted.

"Glory!"

"Honor for the Sword Sect, win glory!"

Listen to the deafening, impassioned and uplifting cries.

Many disciples in the audience instantly felt their blood boiling, and they shouted loudly like ten people in the center of the martial arts dojo.

"Honor for the Sword Sect, win glory!"

“...”

The boiling scene is unforgettable.

Even several important figures on the stage, the blood and hearts of the whole body are like a thousand waves, surging.

At this time, the excitement could not be expressed in words, tears of joy appeared in his eyes, and his eyes were a little hazy.

That's when it happened.

The Ruthless Elder took a step forward, raised his hand and said, "Let's go!"

"Yes!"

Suddenly, in the center of the martial arts training dojo, dozens of people all turned backwards and walked towards the courtyard gate in three formations.

"Ruthless, be careful this time, if you encounter trouble, send a signal immediately, and I will definitely bring someone to come. ”

Seeing dozens of figures disappearing at the courtyard gate, the ruthless master's face was slightly solemn, and he immediately said to the ruthless elder.

"The head of the family can rest assured, even if the old and the children fight for their lives, they will be able to save their integrity. ”

The Heartless Elder said generously.

When she was appointed by the ruthless head to lead the team this time, she was determined to see death as home.

If you encounter an accident this time, no matter what, you must protect the ten people participating in the battle.

"Heartless, take care!"

The ruthless head sighed.

"Take care, boss!"

The Heartless Elder bowed his hand slightly.

"Take care, Great Elder!"

"Take care!"

The Heartless Elder returned the salute to the four elders, turned around and flew into the air, flying towards the bottom of the mountain.

"Hey, I hope that bastard won't let me down this time!"

Looking at the figure in the void, the Ruthless Elder sighed in his heart.

...

At the gate of the mountain, dozens of horse-drawn carriages were parked ready to go, which seemed to be for the disciples who participated in the battle of glory.

Although Nanmu Mountain is not far from the imperial city of the capital, in order to show the might of the sword faction, this profound etiquette is indispensable.

Under the command of the Ruthless Elder, the ten men got into the ten carriages in turn.

The elite disciples of the guards guarded both sides of the carriage, just to prevent the sneak attack of the small people.

Ling Xiao was arranged to leave in the last carriage, and the convoy set off in a short time.

Sitting in the carriage, Ling Xiao squinted his eyes slightly, and he knew very well about the arrangement of the Ruthless Elder.

In the ten-person ring competition, his performance was too demonic.

At this time, the other three institutions are trying to figure out how to deal with themselves.

If you kill yourself, you must have one less terrible opponent in the battle of glory.

However, this time, the ruthless elder is in charge, and I believe that there will be nothing wrong all the way.

...

Noon.

The huge convoy is moving forward, getting closer and closer to the capital, and it only takes a pot of wine to enter the capital.

That's when it happened.

The Ruthless Elder frowned suddenly, and immediately waved his hand and shouted angrily, "Stop." ”

Suddenly, the huge convoy immediately stopped.

The guard disciple was slightly stunned, and suddenly felt that the situation was not right, and immediately became vigilant and looked around.

"What a good place to ambush here!"

The Heartless Elder sighed deeply, and looked not far ahead with murderous eyes.

A kilometre ahead, the road is lined with dense forests.

In the woods, there were several people who took refuge in them.

However, the strong murderous aura on them was revealed.

It was the ruthless elder who felt several different fluctuations of murderous aura that made the convoy not stop.

"Master, is there an ambush ahead?"

Zilan stepped forward slightly and asked.

"You guard the ten people in the car, wait for me to drag them, you pass quickly!"

The Ruthless Elder commanded in a fierce voice, not allowing Zilan to question it at all.

It was precisely because Zilan was thoughtful, orderly, and obeyed her orders that she was specially brought with her.

"Master...!"

Hearing this, Zilan was anxious and hurriedly shouted...

"Don't go yet!"

The Heartless Elder immediately interrupted Zilan's words and said angrily.

"Yes!"

Zilan sighed helplessly, hurriedly turned around, and instructed the guards all the way to the rear of the convoy.