"Whoa! Isn't it written, the day when your 'Great Delusion Sword Technique' is completed, it will be the time when you succeed to the head. I am the only one in the world who can teach this 'Great Delusion Sword Technique', and only I can teach you. Ah! Xuan Zhongzi, this old boy, finally did something. Qiantai smiled and blossomed.

Although the 'Great Delusion Sword Technique' is tempting, Wu Di doesn't have the slightest intention to learn this technique at this time.

What if it's a Heaven-level exercise?

In his heart, from beginning to end, Fang Ziyan and Su Ling'er were the most important, and he only wanted to chase Xuan Zhongzi now.

He was very unhappy that the old man Xuan Zhongzi took away his senior brother and junior sister, but he didn't take him away with him.

For him, it's all his family!

But Wu Di thought about it and said, "Huh? I didn't say I was going to be the boss! If I don't be the head of the house, I don't need to learn your 'Great Delusion Sword Technique'. You better let me go quickly, if you don't chase it, I'm afraid it's too late! ”

Qian Taixu was a little anxious, and said sharply: "Hey? Why don't you believe it, boy? I am a dignified sword god, why should I lie to deceive you. I've said it all! They've been gone for three days, and if you're chasing them now, you won't be able to catch up. Besides, the world is so big, how do you know which direction they are going? ”

And Wu Di's expression was stunned, yes! It's important to know which direction they're going!

Immediately, he began to think about which direction Xuan Zhongzi would go with his senior brother and sister.

Seeing that Wudi was speechless, Qiantaixu's tone became gentle again, and continued:

"Don't worry, your fat senior brother has taken Xiang Feiyu's kid's elixir, and there is no big problem. And with the methods of the old boy of Xuan Zhongzi, they will definitely be fine. Now you worship me as a teacher, I will let you go at once, and you can go back and see if I have lied to you. Besides······"

Before Qiantai finished speaking, a burst of angry shouts came into the sword ruins:

"'Holy Sword Sect' Chief True Transmission Disciple 'Situ Xiankun' came to ask for the sword!"

Qiantaixu looked up for a moment, paused slightly, did not speak, and then turned back and continued to say to Ji Wudi:

"Say ······ again"

As soon as he spoke, the shout interrupted him again.

"'Holy Sword Sect' Chief True Transmission Disciple 'Situ Xiankun' came to ask for the sword!"

Qian Taixu didn't raise his head this time, just paused slightly, and then continued:

"Besides, with your current ······"

At this moment, the same shout was still heard, louder than before:

"'Holy Sword Sect' Chief True Transmission Disciple 'Situ Xiankun' came to ask for the sword!"

At this time, inside the Ancient City of Buried Sword, outside the Sword Ruins, a group of strangers dressed in gorgeous clothes were standing on the edge of the enchantment of the Sword Ruins.

At the head was a young man in a white fur coat.

This person is handsome, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, masculine with a hint of femininity, and looks very educated.

He was followed by more than a hundred and so martial cultivators with cold faces, and it could be seen that none of them were ordinary people.

He was followed by two beautiful women and two men with serious expressions.

Of the two women, one of them looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, about the same age as Su Ling'er.

The lips are red and the teeth are white, the appearance is delicate, the figure is slender, and the big watery eyes are particularly smart.

Compared with Su Ling'er, his chest is slightly barren.

Her name is Lu Xuetong, the daughter of the Lu family in Sanssouci City.

The other looked about thirty years old, with white skin and beautiful appearance, convex and backward, and his long legs were particularly conspicuous, exuding the allure of a mature woman.

Her name is Ke Mengying, the 'Array Gate' elder of the lower-level sect 'Extreme Sword Sect'.

So these two women, one is pure and cute, and the other is mature and sexy.

And these two men, although their hair is not gray, their faces are already slightly old, and they are old men.

And from the momentum on his body, it can be seen that his status among this group of people is not low, his name is: Yan Chong'an.

The other is almost forty or fifty years old, dressed Zhou Zheng, his eyes are sharp, and his cultivation does not seem to be weak, his name is: Chu Pingliang.

At this moment, it was Chu Pingliang who shouted loudly into the sword ruins:

"The chief true disciple of the Holy Sword Sect 'Situ Xiankun' came to ask for the sword!"

The Situ Xiankun he was talking about was the man in the white animal skin coat standing at the front.

That is, the chief true disciple of the upper-level sect 'Holy Sword Sect'.

The old man Yan Chong'an opened his mouth and said, "Master Situ and nephew, remember the purpose of our trip. ”

Situ Xiankun said lightly: "Second Elder, rest assured, the disciple will definitely live up to his trust." ”

Hearing this, Yan Chongan nodded with relief and did not speak again.

Lu Xuetong on the side couldn't help but ask Ke Mengying suspiciously:

"Sister Mengying, what are they talking about? What is the purpose of this trip? Isn't it a challenge to Grandpa the Sword God? ”

"Shhhh Be quiet. Ke Mengying made a silent movement, and then continued in a low voice:

"I can only answer the question you said, yes and no."

Looking at Lu Xuetong's bewildered little face, Ke Mengying continued in a low voice:

"I only know a little bit. Ordinary people come to challenge the sword god for the peerless sword in this sword ruins. And this time, the chief disciple of the Holy Sword Sect came to challenge the Sword God, just for a mid-grade sword at the ground level. ”

Lu Xuetong couldn't hear it anymore, and asked in a low voice:

"Didn't you say that if you want to challenge the Sword God, you must leave a low-grade sword at the ground level? It took so much effort to pass through such a large Northern Wilderness, just to exchange one ground-level sword for another ground-level sword? Isn't that a wasted effort? ”

Ke Mengying quietly glanced at Situ Xiankun not far away beside him, and found that his eyes were still staring at the sword ruins, and he didn't seem to hear their conversation.

Then she turned her head and whispered to Lu Xuetong:

"You're right, that's right. However, although it was only a mid-grade sword, its name was 'Streamer'. ”

"Streamer?" Lu Xuetong still had a puzzled expression.

Ke Mengying's brain popped on her forehead, only to hear her "ouch", and then quickly covered her mouth with her hand and looked around secretly.

Ke Mengying said a little angrily:

"At first glance, you didn't listen to the teacher's lecture properly, and it was exposed, right?"

She glanced at the crowd next to her again, and after making sure no one was paying attention to them, she continued to speak softly:

"First of all, let's talk about our Extreme Sword Sect. Our Extreme Sword Sect is a lower-level sect force, and its strength is weak, so we must rely on the upper-level sect forces so that we will not be swallowed up by other sects. Therefore, our Extreme Sword Sect is a subsidiary sect of the Holy Sword Sect. And this mid-grade sword named 'Streamer' is the sword of the sect master of the Holy Sword Sect, and it is the symbol of the sect master. In a certain way, whoever has this sword in his hand is the Sect Master of the Holy Sword Sect. And Situ Xiankun became the chief true disciple of the Extreme Sword Sect at such a young age, and if he wanted to sit on the position of the sect master in the future, he must have the merit and ability to convince the public. And there is nothing more convincing than retrieving the 'streamer' sword, which has the symbol of the suzerain. With this sword in hand, not only can you command the entire Holy Sword Sect, but also affiliated sects like our Extreme Sword Sect, you have to be obedient. ”