Chapter 11: The Ninefold Gift

Seeing this scene, Wang Ying trembled angrily, but he didn't dare to attack.

Zhao Yu, a slut, met Huang Feizhou through his own relationship, and in a blink of an eye, he put himself aside.

At this moment, Wang Ying only felt that the eyes of others looked at him with such disdain and contempt.

Huang Feizhou comforted Zhao Yu for a while and said to everyone: "Today's things will never be good, I will follow them and stare at them, Wang Ying and Zhao Yu, you all hide and stay here, this trestle is the only exit of Wanjian Peak, I don't believe they can stay in it for the rest of their lives and not come out!"

"Yes!

Huang Feizhou's order, Wang Ying didn't dare to say no, and could only blame all the humiliation he suffered on the three of Wu Jiuzhong.

And he noticed that Zhao Yu was also left behind, if he apologized for beating her just now, maybe Zhao Yu would change his mind?

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yu grabbed Huang Feizhou's sleeve, glanced at Wang Ying with disdain, and said pitifully: "Senior Brother Huang, if you leave, I'm afraid that someone will bully me again!"

Wang Ying still didn't dare to attack when he heard the words, so he could only lower his head and say nothing.

Huang Feizhou groaned for a while, secretly glanced at Wang Ying and nodded, "Okay then, you go with me to find Wang Wei and them!"

"Thank you, senior brother!" Zhao Yutian smiled sweetly, coquettishly and gorgeously.

Zhang Wei and Wang Er breathed a long sigh of relief after leaving the sight of Huang Feizhou and the others with Wu Jiuzhong.

"It's okay! They didn't chase after them!" Wang Er said happily.

Zhang Wei frowned and said: "It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, if Huang Feizhou is really determined to do something to us, the three of us are afraid that we will be dead before the elders of the sect arrive!"

Wang Er nodded: "Then let's leave quickly!"

The two of them ran away with Wu Jiuzhong again, and stopped after making sure that Huang Feizhou would not catch up so easily.

Wu Jiuzhong smiled and said, "Actually, you don't have to be so nervous, then Huang Feizhou will not ignore his future for the sake of taking such a breath!"

"If you're not afraid of 10,000, you're afraid of what if!" Wang Er said.

Wu Jiuzhong smiled and didn't say that he was not afraid of Huang Feizhou even if he did it.

Zhang Wei handed the imperial golden order to Wu Jiuzhong and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Wu, this will be returned to you!"

Wu Jiuzhong shook his head: "This is fake, it's useless! I'll give it to you as a souvenir! I hope you will remember the situation when Huang Feizhou knelt on the ground today, and from now on you will no longer be bound by those things in the past, break free from the shackles of your soul and devote yourself to cultivation!"

After listening to Wu Jiuzhong's words, Zhang Wei was deeply moved in his eyes, and bowed: "Senior Brother Wu!

Wu Jiuzhong smiled slightly and accepted it calmly.

Wang Er picked up the golden order in Zhang Wei's hand, turned it over and looked at it, and was immediately happy: "Who is the old man behind this golden order? Why is there an old man engraved!"

Wu Jiuzhong laughed: "This is not an ordinary old man, but an old fox, an old fox who is a thief and a thief!"

"Old fox?"

Wang Er stared at the lifelike and cute old man carved on the back of Jin Ling, and said with a smile: "It looks quite kind!

Zhang Wei took the token from Wang Second-hand, and immediately put it away like a baby: "This was given to me by Senior Brother Wu!

Wang Er stared at Wu Jiuzhong with longing eyes, Wu Jiuzhong was amused by him and laughed, and took out another token and sent it out.

Wu Jiu clapped his hands and smiled: "Okay! let's go draw the sword!"

Hearing this, Zhang Wei said solemnly: "Okay! But we have to be careful! Be careful of Huang Feizhou's sneak attack!"

The three of them followed the path of Wanjian Peak and began to walk towards the peak, and met many fellow men who went up and down the mountain to try their luck along the way.

Most of the people who go up the mountain are in high spirits, and those who go down the mountain are depressed and empty-handed, and occasionally there are acquaintances who will temporarily stop and greet each other with two words of encouragement.

Wang Er explained: "If you want to pull out the sword on the Ten Thousand Swords Peak, in addition to talent and qualifications, the cultivation realm and comprehension of the sword will also have some impact!

Wu Jiu nodded and said, "I see that the sword hanging on Huang Feizhou's waist is obviously different from many people, it should be pulled out from this Ten Thousand Swords Peak!"

Wang Er nodded and smiled: "Senior brother has good eyesight! His sword was not pulled out for the first time, and it took a few years for Huang Feizhou to cultivate and improve before he pulled out that sword and it was accompanied by a vision, so he was favored by Elder Lingyang and accepted as a disciple!"

Saying that, Wang Er raised the sword at his waist and introduced it to Wu Jiuzhong.

"Swords like mine are all swords issued by our Sword Feather Sect, and the decoration may be different but basically the same, which can be recognized at a glance!"

Hearing Wang Er's words, Wu Jiuzhong raised his eyebrows slightly, remembering that day when he saw Li Chun at home that day, the sword on his waist seemed to be different from Wang Er's.

Wu Jiu's center of gravity is determined, a waste like Li Chun can pull out a sword in this Ten Thousand Swords Peak, there is no reason why he can't do it.

Wang Er pointed to the sword on Zhang Wei's waist again: "Senior Brother's sword was pulled out on the Ten Thousand Swords Peak some time ago, but it's a pity that there is no vision of heaven and earth, otherwise the position of Elder Lingxu's disciple would have been Senior Brother's long ago!"

"I had a breakthrough in cultivation a few days ago, and today I accompanied my junior brother to try it, maybe I can pull out a sword of my own today!"

Wang Er cheered himself up, and laughed after speaking.

Wu Jiuzhong smiled and said, "Then I wish Second Senior Brother Wang a victory!"

Wang Er smiled and returned the salute: "I also wish Senior Brother Wu success!"

The three of them talked and laughed all the way to the top of Ten Thousand Swords Peak, and the bare rocks on the ground were full of long swords overflowing with cold light.

From time to time, some people stopped in front of a certain sword and reached out to draw it, and every time someone drew a sword, a group of people would gather around to watch the excitement.

Wu Jiuzhong looked around and raised his eyebrows slightly: "These swords are extraordinary! No wonder so many people come here to draw their swords!"

Zhang Wei looked at Wu Jiuzhong with a solemn expression: "Senior Brother Wu, try it!"

Wu Jiu looked at Wang Er and smiled, "Senior Brother Wang, let's come first!"

Wang Er was also not polite, raised his hand and pointed to a sword not far away: "I pulled out that sword last time, there was some movement, and there was no response to pulling out other swords, I'd better try that one!"

Wu Jiuzhong and Zhang Wei nodded and walked over with Wang Er.

Wang Er came to the sword and stood still, but did not rush to pull it out, but squatted down in front of the sword, babbling words in his mouth, and clasping his hands together for a while.

Wu Jiuzhong and Zhang Wei glanced at each other, and they were both amused.

Seeing the movement here, some people on the side gathered around.

"It's Senior Brother Wang of the Mountain Patrol Team! He almost pulled out this sword last time!"

"I heard that he made a breakthrough in cultivation a few days ago, and now he is a five-star martial artist, so he will definitely be able to pull out his sword!"

"Not necessarily! Are the elders in our sect all martial artists? How many of them have drawn their swords?"

"That's right! Whether or not you can pull it out has little to do with cultivation! It mainly depends on whether people and swords have a fate! Isn't it the best proof that someone can pull out a high-grade sword but can't pull out a low-grade sword?"

"Fellow citizens, please be quiet!"

Wang Er spoke, stood up straight, looked solemn, and was obviously ready to draw his sword.

Seeing this scene, everyone around also quieted down and waited with bated breath.

Wu Jiuzhong and Zhang Wei couldn't help but get closer, faintly looking forward to it.