After Jin Zhentian and Du Yunke went down, they walked in front of Ma Yuan, and Jin Zhentian said, "Give me the sword." ”

Ma Yuan nodded with a gloomy face, although he didn't want to give it to the two, but he could feel the powerful momentum on the two of them, these two were definitely not simple.

Ma Yuan handed the sword to Jin Zhentian.

Jin Zhentian nodded with satisfaction after taking the sword, looked at Ma Yuan and said, "If there is anything to the Ming Holy Sword in the future, I will do my best." ”

Ma Yuan Yixi, although he didn't get the Blood Demon Sword today, he can make friends with a master, so it's also blood.

Ma Yuan said: "You are a member of the Mingsheng Sword Sect, I don't know what your identity is in the Mingsheng Sword Sect?" ”

Jin Zhentian said: "Great Elder! ”

Ma Yuan was shocked, he really had shit luck today, and he actually met the Great Elder of the Mingsheng Sword Sect.

Although the Ming Shengjian Sect is not as good as the Yin-Yang Sect, it is also famous, and many people who want to join the Mingsheng Sword Sect have no chance.

"Thank you, Elder!" Ma Yuan said respectfully.

Jin Zhentian nodded and looked at Du Yunke: "Okay, the task is complete, let's go back." ”

Du Yunke nodded: "It's okay." ”

The two of them quickly climbed to the top of the pit, and everyone looked at the two of them with unwillingness, but they couldn't say anything, after all, they were the elders of the Mingsheng Sword Sect, and they were also masters of the human realm.

Zihui also showed a complicated look, he and Zihan were by no means opponents of the two of them, Zihui stood in place and silently waited for Qiguan Xinghai to help.

As soon as Jin Zhentian and Du Yunke wanted to leave, a voice came from the trees in the distance.

"Wait!"

The sound was very loud, and Zihui's ears ached faintly.

Jin Zhentian was stunned for a moment and looked at the bushes: "Where did the strong man come from?" ”

In an instant, Qi Guan Xinghai walked out, wearing a white robe and a mask.

Although Zihui couldn't see his face, he could recognize him.

Jin Zhentian looked at this person, showed a puzzled expression, and asked, "Are you?" ”

"I am His Holiness!" Qi Guan Xinghai's tone was very heavy.

Jin Zhentian showed an ugly expression, he could see that this Venerable was strong, and he and Du Yunke together were not his opponents.

"I wonder what happened to His Holiness?" Jin Zhentian said.

"I'm interested in the sword in your hand!" Qi Guan Xinghai said.

Jin Zhentian's face was gloomy: "I think the strength of the Venerable should be in the real realm, and it is useless for you to ask for this sword." ”

"Who said I wanted it!" Qiguan Xinghai looked at Zihui: "I want to give it to them." ”

Jin Zhentian looked at Zihui Zihan and showed a puzzled look: "What do you do to these two wastes?" ”

As soon as Zihui heard him scold himself for being a waste, this little temper instantly rose, and he scolded: "Dead old man, who do you say is waste!" ”

Jin Zhentian's temper was not very good: "I just mean you, it's wishful thinking that you came here to grab the Blood Demon Sword before your mother's hair has grown." ”

"I'll grab it, what's the matter!"

"Boy, you don't know who I am, I'm the Great Elder of the Ming Holy Sword Sect!" Jin Zhentian and Zihui quarreled.

How could Zihui show weakness, he said: "You are the great elder of the Ming Holy Sword Sect, let me tell you, Lao Tzu is the boyfriend of your daughter, how can you kill me?" ”

Jin Zhentian was startled, looked at Zihui and said, "You... Which Ming Zihui are you? ”

"Huh!" Zihui was stunned: "I didn't expect you to know me." ”

"Little rabbit, don't think that I won't dare to beat you if I kidnap Miss, I tell you, even if I kill you now, I won't do anything to me." The weather is very deep.

Just half a month ago, he learned that Zihui saved Jin Xiaohong, and Zihui also knows the legendary spiritual arts.

The head of the Ming Sheng Sword Sect attached great importance to this matter, and he said that Zi Hui was the front shield of the Ming Sheng Sword Sect.

Zihui has been valued by the master.

Jin Zhentian was naturally unconvinced, an eighteen-year-old hairy boy already had a higher status than him in the eyes of the head of the family, and I am afraid that the possibility of him inheriting the Mingsheng Sword Sect in the future is also extremely low.

"You dare to touch my hair!" Zihui said.

Jin Zhentian's eyes widened: "You think I don't dare?" ”

"You just don't dare!" Zihui said.

In an instant, the natal flying sword appeared in Jin Zhentian's hand, and he stared at Zihui deadly, suppressing the anger in his heart.

Zihui pinched his fingers: "The water official is forbidden, the thunder city is not locked, the wheel is taken off its car, the ghost steals its bottle, the flying sky is fire, the big cloth is yangjing, the sun is blazing, the valley is hidden in the clouds, and the Qiankun order!" ”

In an instant, a gossip appeared behind Zihui.

Zihui felt that his body was already able to withstand the pressure of Qiankun Ling.

Everyone was shocked, and they didn't know what method Zihui used.

Jin Zhentian left a cold sweat on his forehead, if he didn't use spells to block, it was estimated that this Qiankun Order could kill him.

"Humph!" Jin Zhentian snorted coldly and threw his sword at Zihui, he glanced at Venerable, turned around and left.

Zihui also lifted his mana, and the gossip phantom gradually disappeared.

Zihui left a sweat stain on his head, and although he didn't faint with the Qiankun Order this time, he also consumed a lot of mana.

Qiguan Xinghai glanced at Zihui: "I didn't expect this person to know you, yes, since you got the sword, go back." ”

Zihui nodded, the sword qi of the blood demon sword, looked at it and handed it to Zihan.

Zihan was expressionless and took the sword.

The three of them then began to descend the mountain, and the people around them did not dare to stop them at all, after all, they saw Zihui's strength, and there was also a master of the real human realm by his side.

The three of them quickly went down the mountain, and the three of them found the car and drove towards Fengcheng.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, they arrived at Fengcheng City, Bai Qingyuan's house.

Zihui knocked on the door, and soon, Bai Qingyuan opened the door.

Bai Qingyuan saw the Blood Demon Sword in Zihan's hand, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Thank you, Brother Xinghai this time." ”

"Not necessarily!" Qi Guan Xinghai said: "I just stopped the two people and didn't make a move, but I'm curious why those two people took the Blood Demon Sword and glowed. ”

Zihui pitted and went back to the house to say.

The four of them returned to the house, and Zihui said: "Actually, I don't know, I just have a little friendship with Jin Xiaohong, and those two people seem to be from the Mingsheng Sword Sect." ”

Bai Qingyuan hammered Zihui's chest: "Okay, boy, you probably made the head of the Mingsheng Sword Sect take a fancy to you, not bad, yes, you have my demeanor back then." ”

"Cut!" Zihui said: "But this time it really went well." ”

Bai Qingyuan looked at the Blood Demon Sword in Zihan's hand: "Don't be too happy, this is the Blood Demon Sword, it is spiritual, and you need the sword to recognize the master." ”

Zihui was stunned: "Recognize the Lord? ”

"Hmm!" Bai Qingyuan nodded, Zihan's use of the Blood Demon Sword is perfect, and it is extremely simple to let the Blood Demon Sword recognize Zihan as the master, look at my....