The gate of the medicine garden.

The lame king came here with the drooping head of Wang Cheng and found the big bull.

"Senior Brother Wang, you're here."

Seeing the arrival of Wang Cripple's uncle and nephew, Da Niu smiled and took the initiative to say hello.

"Wang Cheng, why don't you have any courtesy?"

"I don't say hello when I see your Uncle Niu!"

Wang lame noticed that his nephew was silent, his face sank slightly, and he scolded.

"Uncle Big Bull."

Wang Cheng raised his head and barely squeezed out a smile at the big cow.

"It's good to be here."

"Senior Brother Wang, do you want to stay with Xiaochengzi for a while? If not, I'll take him over to hand him over. ”

Da Niu smiled slightly and said.

Not long ago, Zhao Ping'an gave up his quota to Wang Cheng, so Da Niu informed Wang Lame that his uncle and nephew would meet here, and prepared to take Wang Cheng to the Sword Sect Elder who was responsible for transferring the potential disciples of the sect.

"No need."

"I've told this kid everything I need to say."

The lame king shook his head and said.

"Uncle, I really don't want to go."

"I don't want to be a deserter from the sect."

At this time, Wang Cheng spoke a little reluctantly.

When Wang Cripple informed him that there was a transfer quota, Wang Cheng was not happy but very repulsed, feeling that the sect should not leave here if it was in trouble. But under the decision of the lame king, he could only follow him to this place.

"If you don't go, you have to go."

"This time the situation is extremely dangerous, you are the only descendant of the Wang family, no matter what, nothing can happen."

The lame king glared at him, leaving Wang Cheng dumbfounded.

"Xiaochengzi, your uncle is also for your good."

"There are only a few transfer places allocated to the medicine garden, and it is not easy for you to get this place."

"Don't let down your uncle's peace of mind."

Da Niu is also persuasive.

"Okay."

Wang Cheng knew that he couldn't resist it, so he finally chose to obey and followed Da Niu out of the medicine garden.

On this day, not only Wang Cheng, but also the rest of the potential disciples in the sect who were on the transfer list secretly left the Sword Sect under the arrangement of the high-level of the sect.

The intention of this is to make a precaution, if the sect is really broken by the Yin-Yang Sect after three days, at least some seeds of the sect can be left, so that the entire Sword Sect inheritance will not be completely cut off.

A small number of people can leave safely, but many more people still stay in the Sword Sect.

The momentum of the Yin-Yang Sect is huge, not only the people of the immortal cultivation forces in Nanjun are not very optimistic about the Sword Sect, but even many disciples and even high-level elders of the sect are also a little worried.

People's hearts fluctuated, and some disciples who had just joined the Sword Sect for not long even had the idea of sneaking away at night, but they didn't run far before they were caught red-handed by the people in charge of guarding the mountain gate.

Of course, this is just a small episode and does not affect the stability of the Sword Sect.

Three days passed quickly, and finally came to the date when the Yin-Yang Sect decided to attack the Sword Sect.

A full moon hung high, like a mercury-like moonlight, enveloping the entire Sword Sect.

"On the night of the full moon, if I'm not mistaken, tonight is the time for the Yin-Yang Sect to attack."

Inside the wooden house, Zhao Ping'an opened his eyes and muttered to himself.

His eyes are very deep and bright, as if he can see through everything in the world.

The flow of immortal mana made Zhao Ping'an's whole person exude a deep and long atmosphere.

Since returning to the Medicine Garden from Cloud Peak that day, he has barely left the house for the past three days.

Using these three days, Zhao Ping'an not only continued to practice the "Immortal Sword Technique", but also made some additional talismans, which were enough to deal with today's battle.

Thinking like this, Zhao Ping'an slowly got up and walked towards the outside of the house.

At the same time, outside the mountain gate of the Sword Sect, in the originally empty plain, there were more figures, densely covered the sky, like a black torrent, slowly pressing towards the Sword Sect.

The ground shook, and the sound of drums echoed through the void.

"It's coming, the people of the Yin-Yang Sect are here!"

The mountain gate, which was originally quite silent, was also broken by the hurried voice of a sect disciple.

The Mountain Gate Protector Sect Formation was propped up, and the brilliance was overflowing, almost enveloping the entire Sword Sect, making it an impregnable barrier!

One by one, the disciples of the sect rushed out from all over the Sword Sect and gathered in front of the mountain gate.

At the same time, the various Sword Sect elders with a surging aura also walked out of their respective caves and blocked in front of all the sect disciples, like unshakable mountains.

Elder Xu Wen, Elder Maple Leaf, Elder Cheng, and so on.

At the moment when the Sword Sect elder-level existence appeared, among the Yin Yang Sect cultivators on the opposite side, seven or eight powerful and amazing existences also appeared, and some men and women all looked at the people in the Sword Sect's mountain gate.

"The Five Elements Protector of the Black Mountain Hall of the Yin-Yang Sect also has two high-level protectors, almost all of them have arrived."

Elder Xu Wen's expression was solemn, looking at the seven or eight powerful figures, and he felt a sense of pressure on his face.

"Today is an inevitable battle."

"If the Sword Sect wins, it will definitely be able to regain the prestige it has had for a hundred years, and if it loses, it will be unimaginable."

Elder Maple Leaf's face was full of solemnity, and he said in a deep voice.

"Sword Master, haven't you shown up yet?"

At this moment, dark clouds gathered in the sky, forming a tall and muscular figure.

It was a man dressed in black, his hair was disheveled, his bare skin was bronze, and his body was full of wild and uninhibited momentum.

"Drum Dao man, the former enemy of the Sword Sect!"

After seeing this person's face clearly, Elder Xu Wen and the others all changed their expressions.

Although they knew that they had already learned the news that the old enemy of the Sword Sect had joined the Yin-Yang Sect to deal with the sect, they still felt a little unbelievable after really seeing this person.

A long time ago, the Drum Dao people were famous and strong, but because of the random slaughter of ordinary people, he was severely injured by a predecessor of the Sword Sect and fled, but he did not expect that after a hundred years, he not only appeared again but also joined the Yin Yang Sect to deal with the Sword Sect.

"Drum Daoist, you really brought the evil cultivators of the Yin-Yang Sect to die on time."

A cold drink came from the Sword Sect.

Before everyone could react, the tall and majestic figure of the sword master had already appeared in front of all the disciples.

The sword master's face is resolute, his eyes are cold and attractive, and his qi is circulating, and his momentum is not weaker than that of the drum man on the opposite side.

"Haha!"

"Who dies and who lives today depends on your and my respective means."

The drummer sneered and mocked.

He seemed to have the chance to win, even in the face of the Lord of the Sword Sect, he was still full of confidence.

"Okay, then each has its own means."

The sword master's face was expressionless, and immediately there was no nonsense, and he walked out of the sect formation with great strength, and in front of the sect disciples and the Yin Yang Sect cult cultivators, he shouted coldly: "Come to fight!" ”

This is the courage of the master of the Sword Sect, people don't talk much, and they will kill him when they come up!