As soon as Guo Xuanwu heard them talking about You Tianxing, he suddenly became energetic and said excitedly: "Really or not? My godfather is the best in the world? This is called majesty! You are not afraid wherever you go, how enjoyable it is.

, isn’t it much better than being a bad emperor?”

Fan Wuying turned his head and glanced at Guo Xuanwu. The look in his eyes made his back feel cold and he quickly closed his mouth.

Hao Jian was too lazy to pay attention to Guo Xuanwu and continued: "Back when your father, the Demonic Killing God, was roaming the world, he had a showdown with Qiu Yiwen, the previous leader of this alliance, on the top of Leiyue Mountain. In the end, only one person fought.

He was convinced by his words and since then he joined the Golden Sword Alliance. He is loyal and dedicated to training the alliance's 'dark killers' and has made great contributions to the alliance!"

Fan Wuying then asked: "Where is the former Chief Qiu Alliance Leader?"

"He retired to the mountains and did not care about worldly affairs. If he were still alive, he would be over one hundred and fifty years old!"

In order to increase his presence, Guo Xuanwu chimed in: "There is also the Yin-Yang Dharma King, I heard that she is over a hundred years old! I once pretended to be her and scared away several elders of the Anle Sect! And me.

My foster father Ximen Lie, my godfather Lu Laowu...wait a minute! They are all experts from this world, and they are all amazing!"

Hao Jian was suddenly curious and asked with a smile: "Good boy! How many godfathers and godfathers do you have? How many godfathers and grandfathers do you have? Are they so dear to you?"

Guo Xuanwu looked proud, pinched his waist with his little hands, and said energetically: "There are too many! They are all number one! When I grow up, I will be the number one among the number one, which is what Wan Zheng's godfather calls "beating".

Invincible in the world!"

Hao Jian stroked his beard and nodded: "Xiao Wu is not bragging. You really have this ability, and you have the destiny of being the real emperor. You are both civil and military. No king in the past dynasties can compare with you. I will definitely become

A generation of gods, famous in history, and immortalized forever! Hahahaha..."

Hao Jian laughed, Guo Xuanwu curled his lips, but Fan Wuying remained expressionless, sitting there like a stone sculpture, no one knew what he was thinking.

Inside Guiyuan Temple.

Chang Lanqing's body was brought back. Chang Jie lay on the body in agony. Outside the hospital, it was snowy white. More than a hundred brothers from Lantang, all wearing white scarves on their heads, knelt down in silence. Everyone shed tears. The scene was extremely sad.

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Almost all the Taiyin Sect came out. Except for a few people who stayed behind, more than 500 disciples came to support. Gui Shoupo Duanqing also returned to normal. With a majestic look on his face, he took over from Master Taihui.

White Tiger Sword, politely asked about the origin of this sword.

Master Taihui tactfully explained the ins and outs of the White Tiger Sword, hoping to resolve the grudge between her and Guo Bin.

Although Duan Qing was extremely reluctant, Master Taihui's life-saving grace was greater than the sky. Due to the master's kindness, she reluctantly agreed, but the Li sisters beside her stared at Guo.

Bin, his eyes looked fierce and ready to move, it seemed that the revenge of Duan Mofei's murder would never be over so easily.

Master Taihui naturally saw it, and had no choice but to sigh in his heart, and accompanied Duan Qing to lead the crowd to Mo Lake to participate in the upcoming sword seizing competition.

The bright moon is in the sky, the breeze is blowing, and the water is sparkling. The seemingly calm Mo Lake is actually undercurrent and storm is coming.

There were about 800 disciples from the Taiyin Sect and brothers from the Hehai Gang, all standing on the lakeside, with three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry. Countless torches illuminated the lakeside as bright as day.

The water on the shore of Mo Lake is filled with bamboo rafts of humans and insects, surrounding the entire Mo Lake, forming a second line of defense, keeping out the martial arts fleas who come to watch the excitement and fish in troubled waters.

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The venue for the Sword Seizing Conference was on a small island in the center of Mo Lake. The island was not large, but there were about a hundred fires lit, which illuminated the entire island with red light. From a distance, it looked like

A huge red orb on the water, the scene is very spectacular.

Duan Qing waited quietly in the company of Master Taihui and others. As a leader of the local martial arts community, she posted a hero post and invited the twenty-four forts in Jianghua Prefecture to participate in the conference to discuss the ownership of the White Tiger Sword.

The night is getting darker and darker, the agreed time has passed, and no one from the Twenty-Fourth Fort came to the meeting!

This situation really made Duan Qing a little embarrassed. She couldn't hold back her old face and gradually became ugly.

Countless martial arts people who gathered in the woods on the shore were also surprised and disappointed. Leaders from all over the country didn't come. What else was there to see?

People began to talk one after another, and for a while there was a buzzing sound in the woods, as if there were swarms of wasps hidden in the woods.

Duan Qing frowned and said nothing. As the saying goes, don't look at the monk's face to look at the Buddha's face. Even if the owner of the Twenty-four Forts is not available, he should send someone to come and look at it. No matter what, he has to give the Taiyin Sect some face, right?

Now even half of the people can't be seen. Someone must be doing something secretly!

Master Taihui, on the other hand, had a relaxed look on his face. He raised his head and looked at the bright moon, thinking in his heart: "Maybe God has mercy on all living beings and avoided a killing. It is really good!"

Guo Bin stood quietly beside him wearing a human skin mask, his eyes wandering around, and he was very conflicted in his heart, feeling both happy and a little disappointed.

He was disappointed that he didn't see his precious son Guo Xuanwu, but he was happy that it would be best if he didn't come, because there might be a bloody fight soon.

The two sisters, Li Yan and Li Li, were all dressed up, and they all deliberately pretended to be weak and pitiful, just like the kind that would make those men who love to steal sex laugh out loud at the sight of them.

On the surface, the two sisters look cute and harmless to humans and animals, but in their hearts they are sharpening their knives and filled with murderous intent! The two have already secretly discussed it. As soon as a war starts, the first person to be killed is Guo Bin, so that he can die miserably.

Senior sister Duan Mofei takes revenge.

Another half an hour passed, but still no movement.

Duan Qing decided not to wait any longer. She raised her white tiger sword in the air and shouted to the martial arts people by the lake: "Fellow martial arts fellows! This white tiger sword was originally from the ancient tomb of Duan Mofei, a disciple of our sect, in Bajianling.

It was obtained from the sect, and was later plotted to death by the assassin "Shuluo Guisha". The feud between our sect and Shura Guisha is a personal grudge. As for this White Tiger Sword, I now declare that it has been returned to its original owner and is regarded as my "Taiyin Sect".

The treasure of the mountain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another burst of chirping in the woods beside the lake.

"Shura ghosts" are mysterious figures that have just appeared. They are a scary topic for everyone after dinner. No one has seen them. Everyone thinks that they should be extremely vicious and ferocious, so they kill them with ruthless hands.

The delicate and beautiful Duan Mo Fei.

This White Tiger Sword was exchanged for Duan Mofei's life, so it is natural that it belongs to the "Taiyin Sect". What's more, behind the Taiyin Sect is the Hehai Gang, a big backer. No one can afford to offend it, so everyone's

The opinions were surprisingly unanimous, and everyone was in agreement.

Just when everyone thought the conference was about to end, a long roar suddenly sounded in the night sky!

The roar was deafening, as if it was ringing in everyone's ears, and it was so shocking that most people's hearts almost jumped out of their chests. This showed that the person who came was extremely skilled, and he was definitely a top master.

Everyone raised their heads and followed the sound, and saw a figure flying through the void under the silver moonlight, stepping on the moon, with the skirt of his clothes fluttering and elegant.

After the man landed lightly on the island, everyone saw clearly that the visitor was an old scholar, dressed in snow-white Confucian clothes, with a three-inch beard under his chin, a rosy complexion, and an air of immortality.

, the most surprising thing is that he actually holds a teenage boy in his arms!
Chapter completed!