In a secret room, countless forbidden array runes floated in the void, shining and immortal like stars, cutting off this interval from the outside world.

Mo Yu sat cross-legged, with a thirty-six leaf lotus platform under him, and a trace of chaotic power rose and slowly merged into his body.

He didn't regret the promise he made to Jian Wudao.

After all, Mo Yu was extremely clear about the importance of the Sword Pavilion to the Sword Sect. Destroying it made the sword form of the Xuanhuang Palace revive, and he owed the Sword Sect too much favor.

The eldest husband walks in heaven and earth, doing something and not doing something, and he needs to be responsible! However, in his actions, he must be as careful as possible, in case his identity is exposed, the Sword Sect will inevitably be doomed.

Fortunately, the revival of the Xuanhuang Sword, a peerless swordsman, is his best disguise.

In the soul space, the grass sword path runes were shining brightly, and Mo Yu was using the Chaos Lotus Platform to quickly fuse the sword path cultivation in the Sword Sect, and after it was completed, his sword path cultivation could be completely stabilized.

......

The main hall of the Sword Sect.

The sword stood with his hands in his hands, his expression indifferent.

The footsteps came from far and near, and the sword saluted endlessly, "Sect Master, the envoys of the thirteen forces ask to see and determine the date of the conference." ”

His face was slightly gloomy.

The corners of Jian Wudao's mouth curled slightly, and a hint of mockery appeared, "It's just to test whether the sect is intact or not, and the methods of these people are still so inferior." He waved his hand, "Senior brother, let them in." ”

As he spoke, Jian Wudao took a step forward and sat directly on the main seat in the depths of the main hall, and the majesty of the superior slowly diffused.

"Yes. Seeing this, Jian Wuya's heart was slightly relieved, and he turned to leave.

Soon, in the midst of dense footsteps, thirteen monks, men and women, dressed in different clothes, were ushered into the main hall.

"See the Master of the Sword Sect!"

Thirteen people saluted, looking respectful.

"Get up. The flat voice came from the depths of the main hall, but it was like a god shouting, bringing endless oppression.

The faces of the thirteen people all changed slightly, and they had a strong aura, and they didn't look injured at all...... Could it be that the master of the Sword Sect has really broken through?

If this is the case, it is important to send the news back as soon as possible and make changes to the plans of the conference.

Among the thirteen people, an old man with a cold breath had a particularly ugly face. Breath sensing, he is also a sword cultivator.

Everyone got up, the old man's eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly stepped forward and said respectfully: "I, Xuanyun Ancestor of the Wuji Sword Sect, want me to send a congratulatory gift to congratulate the Lord of the Sword Sect on breaking through the shackles and reaching the realm of the Heavenly Dao!"

As he spoke, he took out a jade box and slowly opened it.

Boom –

A domineering sword intent, with the momentum of looking at everything and destroying everything, exploded violently!

Phew-

The shadow of the sword flickered, and in an instant, it was approaching.

Momentum like a rainbow!

The gray sword robe on Jian Wudao's body was forced by the powerful sword intent, and the drum sounded.

In his eyes, there was a little solemnity, but his expression was extremely calm, and he raised his hand a little forward.

Poof-

With a soft sound, the sword shadow trembled slightly, and then dissipated.

With such an understatement, he broke this terrifying sword, and the thirteen forces cultivators, at the same time, their eyes were shocked, and their expressions were unconsciously more awe-inspiring.

It's just that they didn't notice the tiredness welling up from Jian Wudao's eyes, but in the next moment, he became energetic again.

The old man of the Wuji Sword Sect was terrified, but a smile welled up on his face, "The sect master killed the Purple Jiao Ancestor and moved the world of the nose, but there are still people in the world who have doubts about the sect master's cultivation. Therefore, my Sect Xuanyun Ancestor specially sent this sword, and after today, there will be no one who dares to question the sect master. ”

He knelt on one knee with a respectful expression, "Infinite Sword Sect Elder Huang Gu, congratulations to the sect master for breaking through the Heavenly Dao and becoming the second Sword Dao Ancestor between heaven and earth, as an example for my thousands of Sword Sects!"

The rest of the forces and monks secretly cursed shamelessly in their hearts at the same time, obviously it was a temptation, but they found such a high-sounding excuse.

However, I have to admit that this excuse is really beautiful, even if the master of the Sword Sect is angry, he can only bear it.

"Congratulations to the sect master, break through the shackles, and set foot in the realm of the Heavenly Dao!" everyone followed and bowed down.

Jian Wudao's expression was calm, and he said lightly: "Xuanyun Ancestor's great gift, this sect has accepted it, and there is also a gift today, which I want to give back to him." ”

As soon as he raised his hand, no one could see the movement clearly, and the smile on Huang Gu's face on the kneeling ground below had just bloomed, and he froze suddenly. In the next moment, a large head rolled down, and the blood from the broken neck gushed like a spring.

The monks of the twelve forces were numb at the same time, and their backs were instantly covered with cold sweat.

"This human head, you bring it to the Infinite Sword Sect, just say that this sect will look for an opportunity to ask them for a reasonable explanation. Jian Wudao's eyes were cold, "Let's go down, after a month, the conference will be held as scheduled!"

"Yes, I'll retire!" The Twelve Forces Cultivator got up in a cold sweat and glanced at each other, and finally a person who was good friends with Huang Gu walked out with a bitter face, picked up his head, and left in a hurry with everyone.

Jian Wudao's face was indifferent and majestic, and after they left, it disappeared little by little, replaced by a bit of worry.

Sure enough, they still didn't give up on the Sword Sect, even if he had killed the Purple Jiao Ancestor.

However, after today's events, presumably they will be a little more restrained and dare not be too presumptuous.

In his mind, Mo Yu's figure appeared, and Jian Wudao's expression eased slightly.

With his cultivation and the king-level divine sword in his hand, he is a hidden trump card of the Sword Sect.

"Hopefully, I can survive this catastrophe......"

Jian Wudao sighed, revealing deep tiredness, the darker the gray robe on his body, and there was a faint smell of gray defeat.

......

Wuji Sword Sect, Huang Gu's eyes widened, as if he didn't expect that the Lord of the Sword Sect would dare to kill him.

The high-level of the Infinite Sword Sect in the hall had a gloomy face.

Above, an old man sat cross-legged, he was wearing a purple sword robe, and it could be vaguely seen between his eyebrows that he must have been a beautiful man with a good demeanor when he was young.

This person is the only Heavenly Dao sword cultivator of the Wuji Sword Sect, Xuanyun Ancestor. At this moment, he waved his hand and ordered someone to take Huang Gu's head away, and his voice flowed indifferently, "The old man underestimated the ruthlessness of this Sword Sect Master. ”

"Ancestor, is this the end of this matter?" a Infinite Sword Sect elder said gloomily.

Xuanyun Ancestor didn't answer directly, and said lightly: "Huang Tian, what does this matter depend on you?"

The current Sect Master of the Infinite Sword Sect came out of the ranks, with a respectful expression, "Return to the Ancestor." The conference is approaching, and it is not good to cause trouble, and besides, this matter is carefully investigated, and it is my sect that is at the expense of the front. ”

"It's good, I didn't get carried away because of the momentary anger. Xuanyun Ancestor showed a little appreciation.

Huang Tian's expression was calm, and when he looked up, his eyes showed solemnity, "Ancestor, the most important point at the moment, after determining the cultivation of the Sword Infinite Dao, will all parties still support my Infinite Sword Sect...... The disciples are afraid that there will be changes in the predetermined things, and if this happens, we should also prepare as soon as possible. ”

"Not necessarily. Xuanyun Ancestor smiled, his expression calm, "Although the old man doesn't know how to easily dissolve the power of the old man's sword, he is definitely not a Heavenly Dao sword cultivator. ”

Maybe others won't believe this, but the old man stepped on the realm of heaven with a sword, but he could vaguely sense it. ”

Lowering his head and thinking for a while, Xuanyun Ancestor waved his hand, "Send a message to all parties, agree on the benefits in the plan, and I, the Wuji Sword Sect, will give up another two percent." In addition, above the conference, my Infinite Sword Sect will take action on its own, so there is no need for them to take risks. ”

"Yes, Ancestor!" Huang Tian bowed and saluted, then slowly retreated, leading the top level of the Infinite Sword Sect to retreat.

Xuanyun Ancestor lowered his head and looked at his left hand, which was missing a finger, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Kendaozi, back then, you cut off the old man's finger, and now I want your entire Sword Sect, and the chickens and dogs will not be left!"

The whispering sound echoed in the temple, and it was hideous!