Although Wan Bingzhai is mainly in the weapons business, there is no shortage of strong people in it, and in the luxurious buildings, the disciples of the sect can be seen everywhere.

And in a large martial arts training ground in the depths of this complex, there are still many disciples of the sect practicing swords together, these disciples are not very old, they are all young men and women, as far as the eye can see, there are four or five hundred.

Although these young men and women still look very immature, judging from the aura they exude, they all have good strength, and most of them have reached the level of the nine-star sword attendant, even if they are weaker, they also have the strength of the peak of the eight-star sword attendant.

Although these young men and women have not yet advanced to the Sword Guard Realm, as the sword practice progresses, the aura condensed will be moved even if the warriors of the Sword Warrior Realm see it.

These young men and women are just the lowest disciples of Wan Bing Zhai, but even the lowest disciples have such strength.

I think that at the beginning, when the Han family was in the assessment, only Han Xuan and others had reached the nine-star sword rank, and the eight-star sword rank was only ten fingers, but even so, it made many powerful people in Heiyan Town amazed.

Comparing the two, one has to sigh that the heritage of the top strength sect of the Nine Grades is indeed not comparable to the ordinary power

At the top of the peak, there is a large hall, compared with the buildings below, this hall is a lot more low-key, everywhere reveals the vicissitudes of life, the simple decoration, showing that the hall has been a lot of years.

At this time, the spacious hall was empty. Only a man sat at the top, the man was dressed in a black robe, and he looked about forty or fifty years old, but at this time, his body was lying down, and he was like an old man in the twilight, revealing the smell of decay everywhere.

The man looked down and stared blankly at the piece of communication sword in his hand, just now, he learned the news of the death of his only son.

The man didn't say a word, just maintained this position. There was no movement for a long time.

In the main hall. There was a dead silence.

On the top of the mountain, the shouting sound of the disciples of Wan Bingzhai when they practiced their swords was transmitted into the main hall from time to time, but it could not break the dead silence in the main hall.

But the silence didn't last long. After a stick of incense. As the five old men stepped into the main hall. The dead silence was finally broken.

"Sect Master!" the five old men went straight into the main hall.

For the voices of the five old men, the man sitting on the top of the head did not seem to hear it, and did not make the slightest movement. Godless's eyes were still firmly fixed on the communication sword in his hand.

Seeing this, the five old men below glanced at each other, but they didn't make any more noise, and they all chose to wait silently.

Time passed slowly, until a long time passed, and just when the five old men couldn't help but want to speak again, the man sitting on the top slowly stood up like a resuscitated statue.

Seeing this, the five of them immediately swallowed the words that came to their mouths, lowered their eyes, and waited respectfully.

"Pass the order, the disciples above the Sword Soldier Realm, all seasons, half an hour later, all go to the Thousand Snow Empire Beast City!" Above, the man's gaze slowly swept over the five people, his mouth opened and closed, and a low and hoarse voice sounded in the empty hall.

"Sect Master, don't" Hearing the man's voice, the faces of the five old men below suddenly changed drastically, and they immediately shouted in unison.

The Sword Soldier Realm is a watershed in martial arts cultivation. When a martial artist reaches the peak of a nine-star sword master, he must begin to condense the true qi in his body and condense the liquid.

This is the only way to want to break through.

After all, no matter how pure the true qi is, it is only true qi, compared to the true yuan that is several times purified, it is like a rough wooden stick and a sharp sword that has completed the quenching and opening the edge, there is no comparison between the two at all.

On the basis of cultivating the same kind of exercises and martial arts, a one-star sword realm martial artist can easily defeat a nine-star sword master realm martial artist who is several times his own body, this is the power of the true yuan condensed after condensing the liquid.

In the Purple Cloud Domain, whether it is a sect or some powerful forces in the form of a family, the Sword Warrior Realm martial artist is already regarded as a mainstay.

After all, the Sword Emperor powerhouse is already the top existence in the Purple Cloud Domain, the Sword King powerhouse is all a strong party, and although there are many sword spirit powerhouses, there are not many to the extent that they are all over the ground.

Therefore, whether a strength is strong or not, in addition to the number of top powerhouses, there is also the number of warriors in the sword realm.

Wan Bing Zhai's strength has indeed reached the level of the top sect of the Nine Grades, but it does not mean that there are many strong people in its sect, after all, no matter how strong Wan Bing Zhai is, it still belongs to the Nine Grades.

There are eight, seven, six, and even one grade on it, and it is known as the power of the ancient sect that stands at the top of the Purple Gold Continent.

Unless you enter the ranks of the seventh-rank sects, even among the eighth-rank sects, the sword warriors are quite precious existences.

Now that I heard that as soon as the man spoke, he directly wanted to transfer all the disciples above the sword soldier realm in the sect out of the sect, how could the five of them agree, they naturally wanted to stop it.

"Sect Master, once there is no strong person in the sect to guard it, at that time, I am afraid that it will be taken advantage of by villains, and I hope that the sect master will think twice!" An old man with fat body and snow-white hair among the five said urgently.

"What the Third Elder said is right, this move is very inappropriate, and I hope the sect master will think twice!" Another slightly thin old man immediately chimed in.

After the voices of the two fell, the other three also hurriedly gave up their hands and said urgently.

Wan Bingzhai because of the weapons business, over the years, has accumulated a lot of wealth, since ancient times the wealth is moving, even the warrior is not exempt from vulgarity, after all, the stronger the strength, the greater the desire.

Although there are many forces to covet, but because of the strength of Wan Bingzhai, it has been powerful, but no one dares to have any crooked ideas, and it has been peaceful for many years.

At this time, once the man's decision is implemented, when the time comes, Wan Bing Zhai, which is not guarded by the strong, is like a treasure cave with an open door.

"Ha Lu Ha Ha" faced the urgent persuasion of the five old men. The man at the top suddenly laughed.

Looking at the man who was smiling with his head up, the voices of the five old men gradually stopped.

The sound of laughter resounded in the main hall and spread outside.

"Let's drop" Although the man laughed loudly, two lines of tears flowed out of the man's eyes and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The five old men glanced at each other, nodded slightly, and then saw the three elders who were the first to speak step forward and arched their hands: "Sect Master, this matter still needs to be considered in the long run. I hope the sect master will think twice."

However. The three elders had not yet spoken, but they were directly interrupted by the man.

"The madman is dead!" the man stopped smiling and looked at the five people below. said indifferently.

Don't wait for the five to react. The man's calm and indifferent face suddenly became hideous. His eyes were bloodshot and red, and a roar of rage came from his throat: "My son was killed, and you actually told me to think twice!!"

Hear the man's words. The five elders below immediately looked stunned, and then they all fell silent, and the mouths of the three elders opened, and the words that came to their mouths were also quietly swallowed by them.

For Mu Mad, they naturally understand, for the man sitting on the top, Mu Mad is his only son, and he is also his most precious treasure, which can be said to be pampered to the extreme.

The five people raised their heads and looked at the man on top, they knew that it was impossible to persuade the latter to change his mind, and under the stimulation of the pain of losing his son, this man was afraid that he was already crazy!

"Today, if anyone stops me, I will kill him!!" Above the head, Mu Li's face was hideous, and his eyes were red as he slowly swept over the five elders below. Sen Han's killing intent permeated out, as long as one person dared to speak out and obstruct it again, he would definitely take action immediately.

And with the sound of its low and hoarse voice, an extremely terrifying and tyrannical aura burst out from Mu Li's body, and the violent aura set off a gust of wind, flying in all directions, raging in the main hall.

The strong wind blew, blowing the robes and white hair of the five old men below to dance wildly, and at the same time, an extremely depressed feeling suddenly enveloped it.

But the five of them didn't pay any attention to this, and they all raised their heads and looked at Mu Lu who looked like crazy with a stunned face.

After a few breaths, the five people finally woke up, looked at each other, and saw a look of shock in each other's eyes, and immediately lost their voices.

"Half-step Sword Emperor!"

The strength of the five old men has all reached the peak of the nine-star sword king, as long as they go further, they can achieve the realm of the sword emperor, but they are old, and the potential in their bodies has already been almost consumed, if there is no accident, in their lifetime, I am afraid that there will be no more inch, and the peak of the nine-star sword king is their limit.

After staying in the Nine-Star Sword King Realm for so many years, although their cultivation will not make the slightest progress, their strength is even more profound, although it is not as good as the Half-Step Sword Emperor, but it has already surpassed the peak of the Nine-Star Sword King.

And the only thing that can make them feel depressed with just their breath is the realm that is stronger than the Sword King Realm, the Sword Emperor Realm.

However, if you want to enter the Sword Emperor Realm, you still need a transition time to complete the transformation of the true element in the body, from the perspective of time, Mu Lu has obviously not fully advanced to the Sword Emperor Realm, so obviously, Mu Lu at this time is in this transition stage.

This stage is also called, the half-step Sword Emperor Realm!

After the shock, ecstasy quickly appeared on the faces of the five people.

As long as you step into the half-step Sword Emperor Realm, then it is equivalent to getting a ticket to enter the Sword Emperor Realm, and it is a matter of time to cross the threshold that has blocked countless talented martial artists.

Having a Sword Emperor powerhouse means that Wan Bingzhai will officially break away from the rank of the Nine Grades and advance to the level of the Eight Rank Sect.

Thinking of this, the smiles on the faces of the five people suddenly became a few points stronger.

Compared to a Sword Emperor powerhouse, a little wealth is nothing. Moreover, even if they are taken advantage of by the small disciples this time, when Mu Lu officially enters the Sword Emperor realm, Wan Bingzhai will also officially enter the level of the Eight Rank Sect, and at that time, they will all come to the door one by one to get back the lost wealth.

"The order of the sect master, don't dare to stop it!"

"The sect master is angry, I'll wait here and gather the disciples in the sect!"

The five old men stepped forward, arched their hands, and said respectfully in unison, and when the words fell, they quickly turned around and left the main hall.

Looking up at the five people who quickly left the main hall, Mu Lu immediately looked down at the communication sword in his hand, and shook it hard with his palm.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the rare high-level communication sword Yu suddenly turned into powder and slowly sprinkled down from his palm.

"Crazy, wait, Dad will let that person come down soon to bury you!"

As a cold and murderous words slowly sounded, Mu Li, who was dressed in a black robe, slowly walked out of the main hall. (To be continued......)

PS: (Khan died, I wrote more than a thousand words in the afternoon, I thought the remaining two thousand should be easy to write, Thirteen is too overestimating himself, this chapter is really hard to write.)

It took nearly three hours to finally get it done.

I'm sorry again, Thirteen broke his promise again, it was supposed to be ten o'clock at the latest, but I didn't expect it to be an hour late!

I hope you will forgive me, brothers!!)