Jiang Mo was on the Burning Sun Peak, concentrating on studying the sword path method for about a month.

Except for gaining some understanding, he did not enter the realm of the sword spirit.

In this regard, Jiang Mo was not angry, if this third heaven of the sword path was really so easy to step into, there would not be so many sword path geniuses.

A month ago, the Shengwu Mountains were calm and calm, and Jiang Mo was concentrating on cultivation.

A month later, the entire Saint Martial Sword Sect was in a state of tension.

But the great sect has its own great sect style, and the tension is nervous, and all the disciples and elders are all in an orderly manner, waiting for the arrival of the strong enemy known as the alliance of the thirteen major sects.

Su Lang's figure stood on the top of the mountain, closing his eyes and muttering to himself.

"The family business left by my ancestors is afraid that it will be destroyed in the hands of my Su Lang!"

As the words fell, his figure gradually distorted......

"Su Lang, you are not authentic! Our thirteen major sects of the Eastern Xuan Realm have come to your Holy Martial Sword Sect, but the main master is hiding and not seeing anyone, which is like the hospitality of the Holy Martial Sword Sect!"

A thin old man stepped on the void, and as he got closer and closer, all the elder disciples in the Holy Martial Sword Sect had a feeling of depression as black clouds overwhelmed the city.

There are not many monks who can step into the air in the Eastern Xuan Realm, but without exception, they are all strong martial arts sects.

With the appearance of the old man, nearly ten monks who came into the air followed closely behind the old man.

"Senior Scorpion Dragon, in my opinion, just blast open the door of his Holy Martial Sword Sect, how can there be so much politeness?" said a strong man behind him.

At the same time, nearly 10,000 monks with a strong aura were already encircling a huge Saint Martial Sword Sect, surrounded by water, murderous, and soared straight into the sky.

"Hey, I said Wang Xiong, you are going back more and more! You slapped Sect Master Su Lang in the face like this, and you are not afraid that his old man will destroy your Hongmen?"

"Then he Su Lang must also have this ability, today there are our thirteen major factions joining forces, I don't believe that he Su Lang can still fly with wings!" Wang Xiong said unapprehendedly.

"The old man kindly reminds you that Su Lang's ability is not as simple as you think!As far as I know, he has already stepped into the realm of martial arts!" The thin old man's face gradually became solemn.

"Wuzun, if that's the case, then it's still a fart?" Wang Xiong's face was suddenly full of horror, as if he had seen a ghost, although he was already a seven-star martial sect, but facing Su Lang, who was already in the realm of Wuzun, it was not enough to see it at all!

"The old man called you here, but he didn't ask you to send you to death! If the old man didn't have the ability to stop Su Lang, how could he come to the door to send him to death?" The thin old man known as the Scorpion Dragon stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"So, the Scorpion Dragon Son's predecessors have also crossed that hurdle?" Wang Xiong was extremely shocked, and his heart was even more shocked, if the Holy Martial Sword Sect was destroyed, wouldn't it be the Heavenly Immortal Pavilion family controlled by the Scorpion Dragon Son in the future?

At this time, behind the deputy sect master, a group of elders, including Xiao Zhenyu, as well as Bai Youyou's disciples, were all monks who looked at the torrent solemnly.

Especially the thin old man, it gave them a terrible pressure.

"You're too anxious, aren't you? From planning the rebellion of the vassal forces of the Holy Martial Sword Sect to forcing the palace now, it's only been two months. Do you just want to eat our Saint Martial Sword Sect?" The deputy sect master smiled and looked at the large number of people and horses that were approaching step by step, but the yuan power in the meridians was already quietly flowing, and the muscles were tense.

"You are not qualified to talk to the old man, ask Sect Master Su Lang to come out!" said the scorpion dragon lightly.

"It's really arrogant, is it really that my Holy Martial Sword Sect is a soft persimmon!"

Hearing the words of the Scorpion Dragon Son, countless disciples and elders of the Holy Martial Sword Sect were extremely angry.

The thin old man stopped talking, obviously feeling that talking to the deputy sect master would lose his identity.

"I would like to advise Your Excellency, the Holy Martial Sword Sect has occupied dozens of Yuan Stone Ore Veins, and our Thirteen Sects can turn a blind eye, but now they have occupied another Holy Stone Vein, how can we say it!" Wang Xiong crossed his arms to his chest and said coldly.

"What do you want, the Holy Stone Vein was excavated by my Sword Sect after spending countless manpower and material resources, do you want us to give it away?" the Deputy Sect Master snorted coldly.

"This holy stone vein is a strange thing in heaven and earth, how can it be monopolized by your family, if you know each other, it is best to hand it over, so as not to suffer the disaster of annihilation!"

A monk dressed as a Taoist priest in the Qinghuo Palace said.

"Hehe, I finally showed my fox tail, and if I want to rob my Holy Martial Sword Sect's holy stone vein, I have to ask if the sword in my hand will agree!" The deputy sect master laughed loudly, and a wide giant sword came in the air, hanging in front of him, trembling non-stop.

"I have heard that the deputy sect master has practiced a first-class sword master, and today I will ask the old man to see if it is as powerful as rumored!" The Taoist priest of the Qinghuo Palace smiled coldly, and immediately swept towards the deputy sect master with a wave of dust in his hand.

The deputy sect master's feet were in the void, and with a fierce step, a circle of invisible qi waves swept out, and he fought with the Taoist priest.

At this time, Wang Xiong turned his head to look at the thin old man, who waved his hand and signaled: "It's okay to fight, don't make a move, let the one from the Qinghuo Palace kill the sharp qi of the Holy Martial Sword Sect!"

Whether it was the deputy sect master or the Taoist priest of the Qinghuo Palace, both of them were powerhouses in the realm of the Martial Sect, and the aftermath of the energy generated by the fierce battle in mid-air shocked everyone below.

In the end, the deputy sect master cut off the dust of the Qinghuo Palace Taoist priest with a sword, and blasted it back hundreds of zhang with one palm.

"What a powerful swordsmanship, the old man really underestimated you!" When he vomited blood and retreated, the Taoist priest of the Qinghuo Palace forcibly stabilized his figure, waved his big hand, and said to the people of the Qinghuo Palace behind him, "Fight with me!"

Everyone in the Qinghuo Palace was about to move, and Wang Xiong looked at the scorpion dragon child provocatively.

"It's time to make a move, otherwise, Su Lang really thinks that the old man is afraid of him!"

As soon as Scorpion Longzi's words came out, outside the Holy Martial Sword Sect, nearly 10,000 murderous monks flocked to the sect, and that kind of scene was really earth-shattering.

"Where are the disciples of the Holy Martial Sword Sect?" said the deputy sect leader in a loud voice.

In response to him, it was the sky-high momentum of the disciples and elders, and at this moment, the entire Holy Martial Sword Sect seemed to turn into a sharp sword, piercing the sky.

"You can't let them step into the sect for half a step!"

"I'll swear to protect the sect to the death!"

......

Accompanied by bursts of shouts and killings, these disciples of the Holy Martial Sword Sect were guarding in front of the mountain gate, faintly having a tendency to be in charge.

The alliance that brought together the thirteen major sects was unable to break through the defenses for a while.

"The old man has to make a move!"

The scorpion dragon stroked his beard, and immediately slapped a palm, and in an instant, the defense of the Holy Martial Sword Sect shattered!

The strength of the martial arts powerhouse is terrifying!

(End of chapter)