Hearing this voice, Zhang Xuanji and Gao Meng suddenly fell into an ice cellar.

The two of them were covered in cold hair, and they couldn't move for a while.

Above the nine heavens, the figure of an old man with white hair slowly fell, suspended in the void.

The old man was dressed in a wide white robe, with a childish face and crane hair, and a detached bearing, obviously not an ordinary person.

Zhang Xuanji's heart sank when he saw the old man, and he had already vaguely guessed the identity of the other party.

This white-bearded old man must be the ancestor of the Xu family, Xu Jiajun!

Zhang Xuanji never thought that he had already spared a long way, but he was still found by Xu Jiajun!

Gao Meng bowed to the old man with a respectful expression: "Meet the seniors! Dare to ask the seniors!"

Xu Jiajun's expression was indifferent: "You junior also deserves to ask my name? Let me ask you, which of you is surnamed Zhang?"

Gao Meng subconsciously glanced at Zhang Xuanji, and Xu Jiajun's eyes suddenly locked on Zhang Xuanji: "Your surname is Zhang?"

Zhang Xuanji was slightly shocked in his heart, and secretly said that he was going to suffer, but his face was still unshocked: "Qi senior, under the surname Zhang, dare to ask the senior what is the matter with me?"

Xu Jiajun stared at Zhang Xuanji up and down, with a terrifying oppressive force in his eyes: "You are a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?"

"Senior Qi, he is not a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, he is the dart master of my Spirit Mandarin Dart Bureau!"

Gao Meng obviously sensed that something was wrong, and also realized that exposing Zhang Xuanji's surname before seemed to cause some trouble, but at this moment, he was speaking out on the side to make up for his previous mistakes.

Xu Jiajun glanced at Gao Meng and stared at Zhang Xuanji up and down.

Zhang Xuanji's heart gradually sank to the bottom, and he was secretly preparing to summon the spiritual power source to fight to the death.

At this moment, Xu Jiajun's face suddenly changed.

He looked at the sky in the distance and shouted angrily: "Bastard, who dares to touch the foundation of my Xu family!"

The next moment, Xu Jiajun turned into a streamer and flew out, disappearing into the sky in an instant.

When Zhang Xuanji saw Xu Jiajun leaving, his expression suddenly relaxed, and he let out a long sigh.

Gao Meng looked at Zhang Xuanji's reaction and asked cautiously in a whisper, "Looking for you?"

Zhang Xuanji nodded slightly: "Let's go!"

Gao Meng nodded heavily, urging Ryoma to speed up and gallop.

Zhang Xuanji followed, and at this moment, it was like a thorn in his back, and a huge sense of crisis rose in his heart.

The performance of the two of them just now revealed too many flaws, and there was nothing to hide in the eyes of a strong man in the realm of Xu Jiajun.

Xu Jiajun is now distracted by other things and has not thought about it, and when he comes back to his senses, he will definitely turn back and chase himself.

Zhang Xuanji and Gao Meng swept through like a hurricane, and soon caught up with their companions in front.

"Everyone sped up and went straight to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect!" Gao Meng ordered with a solemn expression.

Those people all sighed with an oops, obviously feeling that they could finally relax, and there was a bit of a psychological gap in the sudden change.

Then they noticed Gao Meng's face, and they all looked solemn, and began to frantically urge Ryoma to gallop.

The group turned around, and the route that originally went straight to the town was changed to go straight to the Tianshan Mountains.

Gao Meng looked at Zhang Xuanji beside him, and wanted to ask Zhang Xuanji several times how he provoked such a strong man, but in the end he swallowed the words back into his stomach.

The group did not rest for a moment, and finally arrived at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains before dark.

A dart master came to Gao Meng: "Boss, our dragon horse is dying, we must rest!"

Gao Meng's face was ugly: "If you stay one more point now, it will be more dangerous, and that strong man is likely to come back!"

Zhang Xuanji looked at Gao Meng and said, "Brother Gao, that person's target is me, let's go separately, I will go back to the sect by myself, and after I report to the elders, the elders will come here to find you!"

"Brother Zhang, that's a good idea!" said one of the dart masters immediately.

Gao Meng's face sank, and he glared at the dart master fiercely: "What bastard are you talking about, if Brother Zhang hadn't accompanied us on a long detour, he would have returned to the sect a long time ago, how could he fall into such a dangerous situation, what is the morality of abandoning it now?"

Zhang Xuanji persuaded loudly: "Brother Gao, you listen to me! If that person really chases after him, you will only die in vain with me, and the target will be even smaller if I am alone!"

Gao Meng shook his head again and again, saying that he didn't agree with anything: "Then we can't put you in danger alone!"

He lowered his head and pondered for a while, and said to all the dart masters: "You all go to the town to wait for me, just now that person only saw me and Brother Zhang, and he will never trouble you, so I will go to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect with Brother Zhang!"

"Boss!" all the dart masters' expressions changed.

Zhang Xuanji couldn't help but glance at Gao Meng at this time.

Gao Meng, as the head of the dart game, is a little sleek and sophisticated, but he is indeed a man who values love and righteousness.

Gao Meng said directly: "Okay, don't be verbose!"

As he spoke, he threw out a money bag and gave it to the dart masters.

"Give me all the dry food and water you have left, it should be enough for me and Brother Zhang to cross the Tianshan Mountain Range!"

"You take the money, go to that town and rest for a few days, eat meat and drink wine, and wait for me to come back!"

Seeing that Gao Meng had already spoken, the dart masters didn't dare to say more, so they took down dry food and water one after another.

Gao Meng put away the dry food and water, and fed himself and Zhang Xuanji's Ryoma some water and forage.

After a short rest, the two of them went straight to the Tianshan Mountain under the watchful eyes of the dart masters, and soon disappeared into the night.

Zhang Xuanji and Gao Meng's mounts had good foot strength, and the two of them barely rested along the way, and only rested for a while when Ryoma's physical strength was about to reach its limit.

The journey of four or five days was completed in only three days.

When the scorching sun was in the sky, Zhang Xuanji and Gao Meng rode a dragon horse and flew over the last mountain range of the Tianshan Mountain Range.

The two stood side by side, looking at Nantianmen, which was already in sight, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

After passing the South Heavenly Gate, it is equivalent to entering the Long Live Divine Mountain, which can be regarded as stepping into the territory of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

No matter how strong Xu Jiajun was, he would never dare to enter the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to pursue and kill the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

After all, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is the first sect in the world, and its majesty cannot be provoked.

How many people in the secular world fled to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to seek refuge in order to avoid their enemies.

Gao Meng looked at Zhang Xuanji beside him, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, can you tell me why that old man chased and killed you now?"

Zhang Xuanji didn't dare to relax, and fed water and forage to Ryoma: "Let's rest for a while, and hurry up to enter the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, that strong man is not easy to deal with!"

Gao Meng laughed: "Brother Zhang, this is all at the gate of your house, are you afraid of that old man even if you have the support of your master?"

Zhang Xuanji shook his head with a smile: "Brother Gao, do you know who the old man in your mouth is?"

"Who?"

Gao Meng asked curiously, and then continued: "That old man is indeed quite arrogant, when I asked him his name, he actually told me that I was not worthy of knowing his name, you said arrogant or not!"

Zhang Xuanji smiled: "People do have arrogant capital!"

"Brother Zhang, who is that old man?"

Gao Meng couldn't help but be curious and asked again.

"Xu Jiajun!"

"Xu Jiajun, Xu Jiajun!"

Gao Meng was puzzled at first, and then his eyes widened, his face full of horror and disbelief.