The Qi Sect and the Sword Sect, both sides were secretly discussing countermeasures, because Tang Xiao had already roughly had a preliminary idea, and finally through Murong Bai's improvement, it was almost settled.

And on the Sword Sect's side, Tai Yong's strength is famous, almost as Tang Xiao expected, he wants to use Tang Tai Ye to fight against Murong Zheng, as long as Murong Zheng is defeated, in his opinion, the rest of the Qi Sect is not to worry at all.

"That kid named Murong Xiu should also be on guard, Ming'er, are you sure of victory?" Because Tantai Ye told what happened at the end of the Heavenly Dao as it was, Tangtai Yong thought that Murong Xiu might be an accident.

"Dad, that kid's sword heart is great, and there are unexpected means, and the child is not sure of victory. "The battle for the place in the sword mound is a big matter, and Taiming doesn't dare to be careless, even if he makes his father unhappy, he has to say what is in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Taiyong did not get angry because of this, but thought about it, and the two brothers looked at each other, and no one dared to speak out.

"Judging from the current situation, only Ming'er has preserved your strength, and only you can defeat Murong Xiu, for the honor of my sect, it seems that it is time to use that sword. After a while, Yu Taiyong finally came back to his senses, and a dark look on his wrinkled face flashed away.

"Father~~~" Hearing his father say that he wanted to move the sword, Tantai Ye looked moved and wanted to stop it, but was stopped by Tantaiyong reaching out.

"Ye'er, although that sword is powerful, it is not the strongest sword in the world, the sword mound has been inherited for thousands of years, and there are countless divine weapons in it, with your qualifications, you will always find a stronger sword. At this time, Taiyong's face was a little unhappy and a little struggling.

Because that sword was originally prepared by him for his eldest son, if he wanted to blame the poor luck of the Sword Sect, he was reversed by the Qi Sect's victory, so he had to retreat to the second, hoping that the younger son could use the power of that sword to thwart the Qi Sect disciples.

If it weren't for the last resort, he wouldn't want to do it, besides, the sword shrine was about to open, and there were countless peerless swords hidden in it, he firmly believed that his eldest son Yutai Ye had such an opportunity, and then he would use a secret method to remove the eldest son's original natal spirit weapon and replace it with a better divine weapon.

In this way, not only can he protect Tantai Ming from the place where he does not dare to, but also give Tantai Ye the opportunity to find a better sword, which is simply killing two birds with one stone, which makes him have such a decision.

"I understand that father, this battle, the child will win. "In order to be able to get a stronger sword that is more suitable for him, at this moment, the night battle spirit of the platform is high.

"Thank you dad and big brother for your success. "For that sword, Tai Ming has been coveting it for a long time, how he begged in the past, Tan Tai Yong just didn't allow it, he didn't expect to be able to get his wish today, he really didn't know if he should thank Murong Xiu well.

"Father, then I'll go back first. Yutai Ye's eyes were cold, and after speaking, he turned around and left.

Gains and losses will always happen in an instant, what originally belonged to him has become someone else's, even if that person is his own brother, he is still unwilling, in order to get a better sword, he will press everything on the sword platform tomorrow.

Waiting until the night of the Tai Tai left, the Tai Yong took his little son to the back mountain, in a strange light covered with layers of wooden incense hall, the Tai Ming finally saw the coveted sword.

From a distance, a sword that resembled a burnt bone hung in the air, the body of the sword was as red as blood, the blade had teeth, and the blade was slightly curved half a foot, making the sword look more like a knife, the hilt and the body of the sword were like one, the same color, the same material. On its surface, the thin red lines seemed to be the meridians of a human being, pumping fresh blood to the entire sword.

"Let's refine it here. As he spoke, Taiyong waved his hand to disperse the ban in the hall, and protected the Dharma for his youngest son on one side.

"Thank you, father. Tang Taiming was extremely excited, and immediately set about refining this sword.

On the battlefield, the army is plotting, the second is the enemy, the second is the army, and the city is attacked.

The big war is imminent, this battle is likely to be related to the future path of cultivating immortals for all the participants, and even the weapons that accompany a lifetime, both sides are cautious and cautious, these young people who are about to come to power will fight for their own future, and will swear to fight to the death.

The next day, early in the morning.

"Haha, the old turtle is waiting to eat it, hehe~~~" Not to talk about the past, Tang Xiao was narcissistic about his high IQ this time, and he had been chattering in Murong Xiu's ears all night, and he was still chattering until this time.

"Big mouth, what should I do if people hear it?" Tang Min also heard that his ears were full of calluses, and he raised his hand and patted it vigorously on the former's forehead.

With a grunt, he slapped Tang Xiao's laughter back, and just wanted to go crazy, he saw Murong Qiuxue very cutely stretched out his finger and made a silent gesture, and the others did the same, so he had to swallow back the words that came to his mouth.

At this moment, Taiyong on the high seat stood up and smiled loudly at the thousands of people in the audience.

"The reappearance of the sword mound is the honor of my Sword Sect, it will be the most glorious moment of your life to let you experience the inheritance of the 'On the Sword' again, I hope that those who are lucky enough to come here will not be proud, and those who have not been able to participate in this 'On the Sword' will not be discouraged, the sword mound will eventually open again one day, so ......"

On the stage, Tan Taiyong's words gushed endlessly, as for the sentence 'It is the honor of my Sword Sect', it was completely ignored by Murong Xiu and the others, because after today, this honor would only belong to the Qi Sect, so that he and all the people of the Sword Sect would not have the face to mention this matter again.

Unlike the Sword Sect's side, they found it boring, because if there was no change, the next sword discussion would become boring, and there would be nothing to see, let alone the most glorious moments.

“...... So, as the master of the Sword Sect, my Sword Sect disciple will take the stage first, waiting for the challenge of any player in the Qi Sect, Ye'er?" Because he already had the confidence to make decisions and win, he looked extremely proud at this time, as if the disciples had already obtained the qualifications to enter the Sword Shrine with full quota.

And in his words, Taiyong deliberately accentuated the tone of the four words 'Sword Sect' and 'Qi Sect', and anyone could hear the off-strings, that is, he didn't regard the Qi Sect as a family at all, which made the Qi Sect and the others very angry.

"This old Wang, eight, really regards himself as the master, Senior Sister Han, look at you, hehe~~~" Tang Xiao was still very angry in the first half of the sentence, but in the end, he completely became the appearance of a villain.

In fact, when Tai Yong said that the disciples of the Sword Sect would first come to the stage and wait for all the Qi Sect players to challenge, his plan was already half successful, and the moment he flew down to the stage in the night, he almost fell to the ground laughing.

"Do you want to ...... signally?" asked Han Yu'er with a frown.

"No, junior sister, I know that doing so will attract ridicule from the Sword Sect, but you must hold back, otherwise you will be treated as if they are all farting, the most important thing for you now is to preserve your strength, after all, there is still a real battle waiting for you. At this moment, Tang Xiao also put away his cynical nature and said solemnly.

"Okay, I know, laugh at it, laugh at it, and the one who laughs last is the winner, right?" smiled happily, Han Yu'er seemed to reassure everyone, and shook her small fist as she spoke.

Different from the harmonious atmosphere on the side of the Qi Sect, the disciples of the Sword Sect had already shouted, and even directly called out Murong Zheng's name, and when he heard the sneer of the Tang Taiyong on the stage, he returned to his seat and sat down.

"Brother Shantai, the spirit of this group of turtle cubs in your sect is quite strong. The old god on the side, Murong who was almost lying on the chair said without opening his eyes, comparing the disciples of the Sword Sect to turtle cubs, what is that Taiyong.

"You ......" Taiyong snorted coldly, and secretly said that when you cried for a while, he did not fight with Murong Bai for this short time, forcibly endured the anger in his heart, and forced a smile on his face. "It's not as good as the disciples of the Qi Sect, one by one the winners are in your hands, Brother Murong, why don't you even bother to look at it, are you afraid of seeing the most proud disciples of your Qi Sect defeated on the stage?"

"This one, there's really nothing to see, let's talk about the next one, Brother Tai, please, I'll take a nap first. "Everyone on the Sword Sect's side, including Tan Taiyong, didn't know, and at this time, Murong Bai's heart was already happy. I thought to myself: Now that you are smiling so happily, it will be time for you to cry in a while.

"A boiled duck has a hard mouth...... Hey, why is it a female doll, isn't it Murong Zheng?" Before the previous words were finished, as soon as he turned around, he saw Han Yu'er on the sword platform, how could there be half a shadow of Murong Zheng, he couldn't help but slow down, and an extremely bad premonition arose.