In the early morning of the next day, the helm of the World Council was heavily guarded, and there was no way to see the chaos of last night, the Sword Saint was about to attack, and in the face of such a master, no one dared to take it lightly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The altar masters of the various branches and the heads and masters of the major forces all came to the three branch venues, and they were placed on the seats on both sides, of which only one-third of the people of the Tianxia Association accounted for one-third, and the other people, some of them planned to help the Tianxia Society, and some of them were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and they had the idea of fishing in troubled waters.

However, before the Sword Saint came, no one dared to move the rudder of the Tianxia Society, Qin Shuang stood at the top, constantly commanding his subordinates, and placing everything in an orderly manner. His face was calm, as if nothing had happened last night.

At this time, Guo Longzhen came to the foot of the mountain with the men and horses of the Divine Sword Hall, and he was responsible for guarding the perimeter of the chief rudder to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the decisive battle to raid the main rudder. This is the task he has asked for.

"According to the plot that happened in my memory, when the Sword Saint came to the foot of the Tianxia Hui Mountain, he ran out of oil and died, and condensed the Sword Dao Yuan Shen with his unrivaled will, and realized the Sword Twenty-Three of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique! ”

"When the time comes, the sword qi will be full of energy, and the three-branch field will soon become a sea of blood, if you stay on the mountain, you will definitely be affected! Stay at the bottom of the mountain, but you can get out of the matter, and the sword saint's body, there is still the secret book of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique Sword One to Sword Twenty-two, this kind of peerless exercise, it is better for me to get it!"

Guo Longzhen was thoughtful, he didn't tell anyone about such a plan, Lin Feng, Guo Rongrong and Qin Wannian took people and horses to set up sentry posts everywhere, they understood Guo Longzhen's decision, no matter if the gang leader and the Sword Saint side won, the mountain would fall into a fight, and now that the Divine Sword Hall had just been established, its strength was weak, so if it was possible, try not to participate.

Anyway, there are still three major halls of Frost Cloud Wind on the Tianshan Mountain, and there are many elites, so they don't need the help of the Divine Sword Hall.

Soon, a few days ago, the broken waves and Shi Wuzun rushed over with many of his subordinates, and just came to the foot of the Tianshan Mountain, Shi Wuzun saw Guo Longzhen's figure. Suddenly he couldn't maintain the temperament of a master, and anger surged into his heart. Dugu Ming, the young master of Wushuang City, died in the hands of this person, destroying the hope of the re-emergence of Wushuang City!

"Venerable, please take a break from the wrath of the thunder, the decisive battle between the Sword Saint Master and the Xiongba is important! As long as the Master wins, the world will be destroyed, and then we will avenge the Dugu Young Master!"

Shi Wuzun ran his mind, and the golden Buddha light dissolved his anger, folded his hands, and silently recited a few verses, then he withdrew his gaze and rushed to the third campus with the broken waves.

When Shi Wuzun wanted to make a move, Guo Longzhen was already keenly aware of the threat, turned his head to look, and suddenly saw a very familiar figure among Broken Lang and Shi Wuzun's men.

"Shakyara!"

Guo Longzhen recognized it at a glance, this familiar figure was Shi Jialuo, who killed Senior Brother Qi in Yangzhou City, but he didn't expect that the road was narrow, and he would see this person again in the world.

"After the Sword Saint is dead, I'll clean you up!" Guo Longzhen looked at his back coldly, and continued to wait outside for the Sword Saint to come.

"Wushuang City breaks the waves, and the release of Wuzun has arrived!"

The people who were guarding outside the school yard of the world would report loudly, Qin Shuang greeted him, and at the forefront was Shi Wuzun who had a solemn expression shrouded in the light of the Buddha, as the general of Wushuang City, after Dugu Ming was killed, only he could represent Wushuang City.

Behind him was Broken Waves, and at this time, Broken Waves did not have the arrogance of trespassing into the world for a few days, but hung his head and followed behind Shi Wuzun. The two were followed by the remnants of the elite of the Peerless City.

Qin Shuang's face was grim, and his right hand was pushed forward, "Everyone, please come with me!"

After leading the two of them to their seats, Qin Shuang turned around and frowned, the Sword Saint was actually not with them, what were their plans? The strength of Shi Wuzun and Broken Lang was not trivial, they were the best among the top masters, one person was fine, the two joined forces, Qin Shuang was not their opponent.

The many masters present to help were all ordinary people, and they were not of much use at all, Qin Shuang stretched out his hand and called a subordinate, "Go and invite the two hall masters of Feng and Yun!"

At this time, Guo Longzhen, the hall master of the Divine Sword Hall, was in charge of guarding the mountain gate, and only Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun could help on the mountain, and at this time, Qin Shuang also hoped that the two of them could temporarily put aside their grievances and deal with the remnants of Wushuang City first.

Qin Shuang's subordinates quickly came to Feiyun Hall, at this time, Bu Jingyun had been sitting all night holding Kong Ci's body, and after seeing Bu Jingyun, this subordinate said respectfully: "Master of Cloud Hall, the people and horses of Wushuang City have come, please move to the third branch field!"

Bu Jingyun slowly turned his head, his face was cold, his eyes were dead, as if death had come, and he spit out a word: "Get out!"

There was a difficult color under his hand, "The Sword Saint is coming, please also ask the Cloud Hall Master to take great care of it!"

"Let you go, didn't you hear?" Bu Jingyun stood up suddenly with the corpse in his arms, and with a lift of his toes, the incense burner in the Feiyun Hall roared up, and with a bang, the gang was smashed to the point that their brains burst.

"Kong Ci, I said I was going to take you away, let's set off!" Bu Jingyun muttered, his body was like a phantom, and he disappeared from Feiyun Hall in an instant, rushing towards the bottom of the mountain.

And in the Divine Wind Hall, Nie Feng also suddenly disappeared without a trace, Qin Shuang's subordinates only found a farewell letter inside, and the two hall masters of Fengyun all left, leaving only Qin Shuang and Guo Longzhen.

In the third school, after Qin Shuang heard the report of his subordinates, his eyes were a little gloomy, but he did not show a different color, and he still looked calm and waveless.

Time flies by, in the blink of an eye, the sun is high, it is about to reach noon, and the time for the battle is getting closer and closer, and the hero has already sat on the dragon chair on the viewing platform, closing his eyes and recuperating, but the sword master has not appeared.

"Why hasn't the Sword Saint shown up yet, is it because he is afraid?" In the school field, the head of the Dusk Sect, one of the top ten sects in the Central Plains, said in a low voice.

"The time has not yet come, the Sword Master will definitely come, otherwise the reputation of Wushuang City will be completely finished!"

Beside him were Qi Changkong and Hua Zhen, who appeared during the last meeting, the heads of several forces and several top masters sat together, and there were many discussions, and their leaders were Broken Lang and Shi Wuzun.

Broken Lang was a little restless at this time, if the Sword Saint suddenly broke the appointment, he and Shi Wuzun would definitely not be able to get out of the Tianshan Mountain, Shi Wuzun pinched the rosary and kept calm. He has full confidence in the Juggernaut, believing that the Juggernaut will definitely appear on time.

The Sword Master was already not far from the Tianshan Mountains, but he staggered and swayed with every step, making people worry that he would fall to the ground at any moment.

"My limit has come, but before I die, I must go to the world meeting and make the hero pay the price!" The sword saint's beard was white, and his eyes were blank, but the sword qi accumulated in his chest became more and more intense.

"We must defeat the Giant!"

The sword master used his supreme obsession to support the body that had run out of oil and lamp, and it would continue to move towards the world, and a sword aura with the intention of destruction was constantly brewing.

As if sensing something, the sky changed, the wind and clouds gathered, the dark clouds shrouded, and it was noon when the sun was hanging high just now, and it became dark in a blink of an eye.

Guo Rongrong was wandering and patrolling at the bottom of the mountain boredly, the elites of the Tianxia Association and the masters of watching the battle were all on the mountain, and only she and Lin Feng were guarding the mountain gate with two teams of people and horses under the mountain.

Suddenly, she saw a person walking slowly in the distance, an old man with white hair and shaky hair, she hurriedly came to Guo Longzhen's place and said, "Senior brother, look at it!"

Guo Longzhen also saw the scene ahead, his spirits perked up, and said: "It's finally here, pass the order, you must protect this person and don't let anyone touch him!" (To be continued.) )