Ni Jingjing said to Lu Chen, "Lu Chen, you can feel at ease here to comprehend the magical powers you got from the Sword Pavilion!"

Lu Chen nodded, and then Li Taiqing, Ni Jingjing and the others left Immortal Sword Peak.

Lu Chen sat down cross-legged and continued to comprehend Huangquan's sword magic power according to Ni Jingjing's suggestion.

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The Royal Beast Gate is the third largest sect in the Northern Spirit Continent, comparable in strength to the Wind Thunder Palace, these two major sects are very close to each other, in order to compete for various cultivation resources and qualified disciples, the two sides have a lot of friction, and they are constantly fighting with each other.

Xin Tong, as the Great Elder of the Imperial Beast Sect and the early stage of Mahayana cultivation, went to the Spirit Sword Sect this time precisely to investigate the killing of the Inner Gate Elder Li Yongfu.

"Xin Daoyou, I heard that Li Yongfu Daoyou of your Imperial Beast Gate died very miserably!" The strange voice of yin and yang came from the mouth of a monk in Tsing Yi beside Xin Tong.

This Tsing Yi monk's name is Zhao Peng, who is the deputy hall master of the Wind and Thunder Palace, and he is also in the early stage of Mahayana.

Xin Tong's cold light flashed, stared at Zhao Peng, and said in a deep voice, "Zhao Peng, Xin has put up with you for a long time, if you speak disrespectfully to my Senior Brother Li again, don't blame Xin for being polite!"

Zhao Peng sneered, "Xin Tong, you have such a big breath, do you dare to fight me now!"

The murderous intent in Xin Tong's eyes became thick, and at this moment, a cold drink came from behind the two of them.

"On behalf of our respective sects, we went to the Spirit Sword Sect to ask for the map of the Sword Immortal Cave Mansion, and before we arrived at the Mountain Gate of the Spirit Sword Sect, we began to fight among ourselves!

The speaker was a middle-aged man, this person's cultivation had reached the peak of the early Mahayana period, and when he spoke, Xin Tong and Zhao Peng snorted coldly and stopped talking.

The middle-aged man was Han Yi, the new sect leader of the Five Elements Sect, and he was the leader of the unified action of the three factions.

Behind the three of them, they were followed by many core disciples of their respective sects, turning into Changhong one after another, and heading straight for the Spirit Sword Sect.

The three of them scattered and all cultivated, and after a while, a whistling sound sounded, and the three of them came to the sky above the Spirit Sword Sect.

After the monks of the Spirit Sword Sect noticed it, under the leadership of the sect leader Li Taiqing and other high-level leaders, they walked out of the mountain gate one after another.

Li Taiqing clasped his fists and said with a smile at the moment when the three of them approached, "The three Taoist friends came from afar, I don't know what advice they have?"

The four elders behind Li Taiqing also clasped their fists.

"Sect Master Li, don't come to harm!" Han Yi, the Sect Master of the Five Elements Sect, said calmly.

Li Taiqing took a deep breath and looked at each other with several elders around him, all of them saw the solemnity in each other's eyes, these three sects almost occupied nearly forty percent of the power of the Northern Spirit Continent, and their strength was so strong that they wanted to destroy the Lingyun Sect, just a thought.

The four of them were still like this, not to mention the rest of the disciples, after the three of them appeared, these disciples all looked nervous, but Ni Jingjing looked calm and did not speak.

Zhao Peng of the Wind Thunder Hall glanced at Ni Jingjing, and said with a smile, "Jingjing, you are getting more and more beautiful!"

Ni Jingjing frowned slightly, "Zhao Peng, is Jingjing's name also your name?"

Zhao Peng snorted coldly and said, "Ni Jingjing, I gave you the face of the Spirit Sword Sect, so I called you that, one day your Spirit Sword Sect is gone, I won't be so polite, hum!"

When Ni Jingjing heard this, her pretty face sank slightly, and her eyes gradually revealed coldness.

Imperial Beast Gate Xin Tong arched his hand and said, "Sect Master Li, the Ming people don't say secret words, did my Senior Brother Li Yongfu die in the hands of your sect disciples?"

Li Taiqing said, "Elder Xin, your Imperial Beast Sect cultivators have fallen, what does it have to do with our Spirit Sword Sect?"

Although Li Yongfu of the Imperial Beast Sect did die in the hands of Lu Chen, the Spirit Sword Sect would not admit it no matter what.

Zhao Peng sneered, "Xin Daoyou, this is not clear, Li Yongfu and Wu Yuanliang of our Wind Thunder Hall were both killed by their Spirit Sword Sect disciples?"

At this time, the Great Elder of the Spirit Sword Sect stood up and said, "Zhao Peng, you slandered our Spirit Sword Sect and tried to provoke the relationship between the Spirit Sword Sect and the Imperial Beast Sect, what do you mean?"

Han Yi, the sect master of the Five Elements Sect, spoke again, "Fellow Daoists of the Spirit Sword Sect, there are some things that don't need to be said too clearly, our three sects are here today, I just want to ask, although the map of the Sword Immortal Cave Mansion is obtained by your Spirit Sword Sect, but those who see it have a share, and the quota for entering the Immortal Sword Cave Mansion will also be divided into a few for us!"

At this moment, Han Yi's eyes of the Five Elements Sect burst into light, and he opened his mouth and shouted!

"You Spirit Sword Sect don't be obsessed!"

Under this drink, many Spirit Sword Sect disciples shook their bodies wildly, their ears buzzed, and blood flowed out of their mouths and noses.

Even Li Taiqing couldn't help but show jealousy on his face in this other party's roar!

"I'm afraid this Han Yi's strength is even higher than mine!"

At this moment, a young monk walked out from the mountain gate of the Spirit Sword Sect, it was Lu Chen, who had completed the comprehension of the Huangquan Sword Divine Power, and at the moment he appeared, Li Taiqing and other high-ranking members of the Spirit Sword Sect bowed their hands and said, "Meet Uncle Ancestor!"

More than 10,000 Spirit Sword Sects shouted loudly in unison, "Meet Elder Taishang!"

The momentum was earth-shattering, and it suddenly neutralized the unsettling effect caused by Han Yi's roar to the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect.

"Uncle Shi?" Zhao Peng's gaze fell on Lu Chen, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Peng laughed, turned his head and said to the disciples behind him, "A mid-tribulation cultivator can serve as the Supreme Elder of the Spirit Sword Sect, after cultivating for so many years, it's the first time I've encountered such a funny thing, hahahaha!"

Lu Chen's face remained unchanged, his body slowly took off, and he stopped more than a thousand zhang away from Zhao Peng.

With a hint of a smile on his face, Lu Chen said to Zhao Peng, "Do you dare to take my move?"

When Zhao Peng heard this, he sneered, "Junior, don't say it's a move, even if it's a hundred moves, I'll agree to it." ”

Han Yi, the Sect Leader of the Five Elements Sect, and Xin Tong, the Great Elder of the Imperial Beast Sect, glanced at each other, although they felt that Lu Chen was different, but they still felt that Lu Chen was too reckless, a mid-tribulation cultivator, had no chance of winning against Zhao Peng, who had cultivated in the early stage of the Mahayana Dynasty.

No matter what unknown origin Lu Chen had caused to become the Supreme Elder of the Spirit Sword Sect, his self-inflicted humiliation was also embarrassing the Spirit Sword Sect.

Lu Chen said, "Then one move shall prevail, if I lose, our Spirit Sword Sect will give away the map of the Sword Immortal Cave Mansion, but if you lose, what should I do?"

Zhao Peng snorted coldly, "I'll lose?" If I lose, what to do with this map depends on your Spirit Sword Sect's own wishes!"

Lu Chen turned his head to Han Yi and Xin Tong and said, "Why don't you two sects go together?"

Han Yi and Xin Tong glanced at each other and did not agree immediately.

On the contrary, it was the Spirit Sword Sect Sect Master Li Taiqing and the three elders except Ni Jingjing who showed worried expressions on their faces, they didn't expect Lu Chen to stand up and challenge Zhao Peng.

Zhao Peng, as one of the deputy hall masters of the Wind Thunder Palace, although he ranked relatively low, he was also a cultivator in the early stage of Mahayana.

The anxious expressions of the high-level leaders of the Spirit Sword Sect fell into the eyes of Han Yi and Xin Tong one by one, and after some discussion, the two of them decided that Lu Chen's rash move must not have been discussed with the high-level of the Spirit Sword Sect in advance.

Han Yi, the sect master of the Five Elements Sect, said with a smile, "The Five Elements Sect and the Wind and Thunder Hall are in the same breath, if Deputy Hall Master Zhao loses, your Spirit Sword Sect will dispose of that map at will, and my Five Elements Sect will never interfere!"

Xin Tong also nodded and said, "My Imperial Beast Sect has the same idea as the Five Elements Sect and the Wind Thunder Palace!"

Lu Chen said with a smile, "A word is a certainty!"

In fact, this is also the reason why Han Yi and the other three of them underestimate Lu Chen, if they think about it, Lu Chen took such an important map of the Sword Immortal Cave Mansion as a bet, if there is no chance of winning, how can Lu Chen explain to the top level of the Spirit Sword Sect and more than 10,000 disciples in the sect?

Zhao Peng said impatiently, "You can make a move quickly, the three of us are still waiting to see the map!"

Lu Chen said calmly, "Deputy Hall Master Zhao, you have to be careful!"

Although the more than 10,000 disciples of the entire Spirit Sword Sect had no hope that Lu Chen would be able to defeat Zhao Peng, Lu Chen's courage and responsibility in daring to fight with the early Mahayana monks made them endlessly admire and admire.

On a certain inconspicuous spiritual peak of the Spirit Sword Sect, an old man in green clothes looked up in the direction outside the mountain gate, his eyes were full of trust, and he muttered to himself, "Senior brother, you will definitely not disappoint the old man!"

Lu Chen stepped forward, biting his fingers, and blood flowed down his fingers.

Lu Chen flicked the blood into the air at the moment when the blood was about to drip down.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Chen let out a low cry in his mouth, "Sacrifice my thousand-year lifespan and help me kill this person!"

He pinched the trick with both hands and made several extremely mysterious handprints.

After this drop of blood was integrated into the handprint, it seemed to be deified, emitting a bloody light in the sky, and then it actually swam quickly, slowly condensing into a seven-foot blood sword.

In the end, the entire sky was dyed with a faint blood light, and a vast and terrifying aura emanated from the blood sword.

This Zhao Peng's body shook suddenly, his eyes showed shock, and the moment the blood sword appeared, he immediately felt that there was an aura on the sword body that made his heart tremble.

It was as if a powerful beast was sealed inside the blood sword, and just the breath that was emitted was enough to cool Zhao Peng's whole body blood!

Zhao Peng's complexion changed greatly, and a strong crisis instantly enveloped his whole body.

This person immediately retreated without hesitation, not caring for the dignity of the early Mahayana monks, and turned around to flee.

But at this moment, Lu Chen waved his hand, and the blood sword came out of his hand and went straight to Zhao Peng.

The blood sword turned into a dazzling blood light, and it caught up with Zhao Peng in an instant.

Zhao Peng immediately felt an unimaginable sharp edge attack.

Under the crisis of life and death, Zhao Peng flipped over with his right hand, took out a jade talisman, crushed it, and turned into a layer of white light to protect his whole body.

This jade talisman is not simple, it is an ancestral talisman treasure of the Zhao family, which can withstand the full force of the peak monk in the early stage of Mahayana.

The blood sword slashed down on the light mask, and with a bang, countless small cracks appeared on the light mask.

After a moment of stalemate, the light mask shattered with a thud.

Although it broke through the opponent's defense, the color of the blood sword itself also dimmed a lot.

The blood sword slammed down on Zhao Peng's body, this person spurted blood, his body was thrown backwards, and the sound of banging in his body continued, and blood sprayed wildly!

Zhao Peng's body fell to the ground heavily, this person's face was like ashes, his body was constantly twitching, and his eyes that looked at Lu Chen revealed a deep fear.

It's quiet, it's terrible!

Han Yi and Xin Tong gasped, glanced at each other, and both saw the shock in each other's eyes, and then, turned their heads to stare at Lu Chen, and their bodies subconsciously retreated.

The two of them never thought that this Lu Chen seemed to be only in the middle of the tribulation, and he would have such a cultivation.

Except for Ni Jingjing, no one paid attention to it, after Lu Chen used the Huangquan sword, under his black hair, white hair was constantly popping up, and it was no exaggeration to say that the vitality in Lu Chen's body was instantly reduced at this moment.