She came here just for Fang Huaiyuan.

"Today I, Qian Junmo, want the Sword Heart Clear Grass. You can leave now!"

Qian Junmo didn't look at Fang Huaiyuan, but said.

"Kill him first!"

When Qian Junmo said something, someone spoke up.

For a time, many people attacked Qian Junmo.

At this time, five figures appeared on a row of seats at the entrance of the hall.

Among these five people was Lu Chimu, whom he had met before.

Five people sat down on the left.

Four people also appeared one after another on the right, and there was an empty seat next to the main chair.

"On the left are the five elders of [Holy Sword Lake], and the four on the right are the other four elders of [Holy Sword Lake]. There is still an empty seat. I don't know who it is for!"

Murong Qingchen frowned.

When Murong Qingchen was talking.

A figure walked out of the hall. He was tall, wearing a purple-gold sword robe, with loose black hair. His face looked quite handsome, and his body exuded endless sword intent. He became the focus of the audience as soon as he appeared. It was the [Holy Sword Lake]

The sword master is Lu Wujian.

But behind Lu Wujian was a young man with handsome features wearing a

The young man's temperament is indifferent, like an abyss and an empty valley. His eyes are dark and deep, and there are sword shadows in the deep eyes.

This young man's swordsmanship is not simple.

Lu Wujian sat on the main chair,

The young man followed him and sat in the vacant seat on the right.

"Could this person be the next sword master?"

Su Chen's heart moved slightly.

There is no information about this person in [Holy Sword Lake]. I think this person is extremely low-key.

"boom!"

At this moment on the sword platform.

All the power in Qian Junmo's body exploded.

The sword energy in his hand burst out.

A group of people who were close to Qian Junmo were all blown away by the sword energy and fell into the lake.

Fang Huaiyuan on the side did not make a move, but the sword held in his palm was faintly emitting a cold light.

After looking at Lu Wujian when he came out, he no longer paid attention to Lu Wujian, but to Qian Junmo.

Qian Junmo's swordsmanship is very strong.

On the sword platform, except for Fang Huaiyuan who had not taken any action, no one was his enemy with a single sword strike.

"Brother Fang, you want to fight for the Sword Heart Clear Grass with me,"

Qian Junmo looked at Fang Huaiyuan and said.

"I am standing here because of the sword heart clear grass."

Fang Huaiyuan looked at Qian Junmo and said coldly.

"Then I would like to learn the sword moves of the Immortal Society."

As Qian Junmo spoke, his figure turned into a shadow in an instant, and his whole person seemed to be a shadow, making it impossible to catch his breath for a while.

call!

But then a sharp sword light appeared in front of Fang Huaiyuan like a waterfall.

The sword light appeared, Fang Huaiyuan's figure moved, and in the blink of an eye he floated out of the range covered by the sword light.

But a dazzling sword light turned and came to him in an instant.

Fang Huaiyuan drew his sword.

The sword light was also a little bit, and it collided with the sword light that came from the attack.

Bang!

The sword energy spreads in all directions.

now

The young man sitting next to Lu Wujian said: "Master, Qian Junmo and Fang Huaiyuan have not shown their strength!"

"But how did they meet?"

"It is rumored that Qian Junmo wants the Sword Heart Clear Grass to make his sword heart clear. However, although Fang Huaiyuan is also a master of swordsmanship, the opponent's sword heart is already clear."

"He is deliberately making things difficult for Qian Junmo!"

Hearing the young man's words, Lu Wujian said in a deep voice: "For many things, we cannot just look at the surface. Such a fight can only be said to be a discussion, and they are not the focus!"

Lu Wujian did not watch the competition on the sword stage.

But looking into the distance,

The calm at this moment indicates that the rain is coming.

The heart of the sword made him sense an impending crisis.

at this time

Outside [Holy Sword Lake]

In a dense forest, inside a cave.

Inside the cave, the lights are brightly lit.

Three figures sat in it.

One is a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe with a scar on his face.

His face looked extremely ferocious. There was a pair of gloves exuding cold light in his palms. His fingers were clenching and loosening them, making a crisp sound.

Next to him was a thin, dark-skinned old man wearing a blue brocade robe.

The old man held two blue beads in his skinny hands.

The beads are constantly rotating and emitting streams of blue firelight.

Next to this skinny old man is an old man wearing a green robe.

The old man had ordinary features, gray temples, and three long beards under his chin. He exuded an invisible sword intention. The sword intention was hidden but could be unsheathed at any time.

The three of them just sat there, as if waiting for something.

call!

A figure galloped into the cave.

This figure was none other than the old man following Fang Huaiyuan who exuded the aura of death.

"Young master has given the order, you can go out now!"

"You must find a chance for me to enter the Sword Hidden Tower in the Sword Tomb and find the [Heavenly Saint Sword Codex]"

The old man said with deathly anger.

"yes!"

The three people in the cave quickly left,

The old man who was full of deathly energy also left quickly.

After they left,

Two figures came out of the darkness.

It was Sima Changhen and Lin Xiaotian.

"Fang Huaiyuan's people are moving, so our people should also make arrangements."

Sima Chang said with hatred.

"yes!"

Lin Xiaotian immediately stepped back and went to arrange it.

Sima Changhen watched Lin Xiaotian leave, with some melancholy in his eyes.

now

In the center of the lake, Qian Junmo and Fang Huaiyuan were still fighting fiercely.
To be continued...