God Emperor

You know, now, many people have begun to doubt whether Zhang Ruochen is still alive, and may even have doubts about "Lin Yue".

It can be said that Zhang Ruochen is walking on thin ice now. If he is not careful, he may be in danger.

Therefore, even though his master died in front of Zhang Ruochen, he could only kneel down from a distance and did not dare to get close at all.

If his identity is exposed, even if he does not die in Jiange, he will definitely be captured and escorted to the Central Imperial City.

Even at this time, Zhang Ruochen maintained the utmost rationality, tried his best to suppress his emotions, and told himself not to be too impulsive.

Once you are impulsive, you will betray the master's protection all the time, and all your hard work will be ruined.

"Boss Lin Yue, what's wrong with you?"

Behind him, Mu Jiji and Xun Hualiu rushed up and helped Zhang Ruochen who was kneeling on the ground from both directions.

At the same time, the Moon Burial Sword Master next to him also stared at Zhang Ruochen with a puzzled expression.

Zhang Ruochen lowered his head, trying not to let others see the bloodshot eyes and tears in his eyes. He pressed his palm on the wound on his right leg, pinched the healed wound again, and said: "It's nothing, it's just the undead vampire's wound on the leg before." The half-saint struck with a sword, and the injury has not yet recovered, and he had another attack just now."

When Mu Jiji saw blood spilling out of Zhang Ruochen's leg, he was immediately worried: "Boss, you are so seriously injured, why are you still standing? The more important thing is to recover from your injuries."

Just now, Moon Burial Sword Master's attention was completely focused on Xuanji Sword Master, so he did not see Zhang Ruochen kneeling on the ground. He only thought that his leg injury was too serious and he fell to the ground.

The Moon Burial Sword Master gave an order and said: "Lin Yue, the sword discussion conference is about to end. Since you are seriously injured, you should retreat first to recuperate."

"Um."

Zhang Ruochen still lowered his head and responded.

Xun Hualiu and Mu Jiji supported Zhang Ruochen and retreated backwards.

After retreating to the edge of the white square, Zhang Ruochen stopped, turned around, and glanced in the direction of Xuanji Sword Master's body.

"Master, I will definitely cultivate into a Sword Master, go to Jiuyou City, and defeat the Jiuyou Sword Master with my own hands as a disciple of Xuanji Sword Master."

Zhang Ruochen secretly swore in his heart.

Although Zhang Ruochen knew that the duel between Xuanji Sword Master and Jiuyou Sword Master was fair. The death of Xuanji Sword Master was also no fault of Jiuyou Sword Master.

However, this decisive battle will definitely affect the reputation of Xuanji Sword Master, but Jiuyou Sword Master will receive countless praises and reputation. From now on, everyone in the world will think that Jiuyou Sword Master is more powerful than Xuanji Sword Master.

During his lifetime, Sword Master Xuanji was very face-conscious and took his own glory very seriously. It makes no sense that after his death, there was not a single disciple to help him earn back his face.

"Jiuyou Sword Master, give me your life."

Second Senior Brother Zhu Hongtao's fists were clenched, his eyes were bloodshot, he roared, and an astonishing beastly aura erupted from his body, causing a strong wind to rise throughout Baishi Square.

"call."

The saints present were naturally well prepared and immediately held up the Holy Soul Domain to protect all the disciples behind them.

Zhu Hongtao is an ancient relic with a very strong physique and a saint-level cultivation. Compared with his elder brother Qingxiao Saint, his combat effectiveness is only a step away.

Zhu Hongtao's height was originally four meters three. After he went completely crazy, his body made a crackling sound and his body expanded several times.

His eyes were filled with ferocious light, he kicked out with the soles of his feet, rushed out of the pit, made a huge fist mark, and hit the Jiuyou Sword Master's chest.

Before the fist seal landed on Jiuyou Sword Master, the energy emanating from it first knocked away the six black market semi-saint ancestors behind Jiuyou Sword Master.

Jiuyou Sword Master stood motionless, and he was not seen using the holy sword. He just stretched out a skinny finger and moved forward.

"Pfft!"

An ordinary finger penetrated Zhu Hongtao's chest like a layer of paper, leaving a bloody hole the size of a wine glass.

Zhu Hongtao flew out and fell back into the pit with a bang.

Jiuyou Sword Master's eyes were very indifferent and said: "Even your master, Xuanji Sword Master, died under my sword. You are so overestimating your capabilities that you dare to attack me?"

"Old man..."

Zhu Hongtao roared, stood up, and was about to fight Jiuyou Sword Master again.

"Just now, I thought that Sword Master Xuanji had just fallen, and your mood was understandable, so I spared your life. How dare you continue to offend me? Do you really think that I don't dare to kill you?"

The Jiuyou Sword Master's eyes turned cold, and he put his two fingers together to form a sword formula. A very powerful sword energy converged on the two fingers.

Senior Brother Qingxiao Saint saw the murderous aura exuding from Jiuyou Sword Master's body. He obviously had murderous intentions. Realizing that something was wrong, he immediately used his physical skills and rushed in front of Zhu Hongtao, knocking him back with a palm.

"Elder brother, why are you blocking me?" Zhu Hongtao yelled.

Saint Qingxiao gritted his teeth and scolded: "Can you calm down a little? Master just died, and I don't want to collect your body again."

Zhu Hongtao stared at Saint Qingxiao for a long time, and finally, he bent his legs again and knelt in front of the body of Sword Saint Xuanji. He beat his chest with his fists and let out a shrill roar.

This is a kind of helplessness. Even though the master is dying in front of him, there is no way to avenge him.

Jiuyou Sword Saint dispersed the sword energy between his fingers, glanced at Qingxiao Saint, and said: "You are welcome to come to Jiuyou City for revenge at any time, but please remember that next time, I will never If one comes, one will die; if two come, there won't be many disciples of Xuanji Sword Master, right? When they are all killed, there will be peace!"

Saint Qingxiao said: "Don't worry, sooner or later, I will definitely go to Jiuyou City and defeat you with my own hands."

"With you alone, I'm afraid you won't have that chance in your lifetime. Among the disciples of Sword Master Xuanji, only Zhang Ruochen, the descendant of time and space, has the talent to be considered outstanding. If he is still alive and practices for another hundred years, he will have a chance to fight with me. . For the others to come to me for revenge is tantamount to death."

Jiuyou Sword Master smiled and shook his head, turned around, and walked towards the distance.

"It's so abominable."

In fact, Wan Ke, Half Saint Lingshu, and Huang Yanchen also wanted to take action and fight to the death with Jiuyou Sword Master.

However, with their cultivation level, in front of a sword master, they are like an ant looking up to a fully armed human warrior, and they are not even qualified to take action.

Just the powerful holy power emanating from Jiuyou Sword Master suppressed them until they could not move.

Fourth senior brother Feng Han put away Xuanji Sword Master's monstrous sword, with an undetectable fanaticism flashing in his eyes. Immediately, he snorted coldly and said: "Jiuyou Sword Master is so arrogant. I really think that our fellow apprentices will never be able to match him in our lifetime of cultivation."

"I, Feng Han, make an oath today. Within a hundred years, I will use the Taotian Sword to cut off Jiuyou's head and pay homage to the soul of my master. If I cannot fulfill my oath, I will be struck to death by five thunderbolts."

After hearing Feng Han's oath, several fellow apprentices were quite moved.

Second Senior Brother Zhu Hongtao slapped Feng Han on the shoulder and said: "Fourth Brother, among our brothers, except for the dead Sixth Brother, you have the highest talent and the best chance to avenge Master."

Feng Han nodded and said: "To be honest, before the decisive battle, Master has already arranged his funeral arrangements and asked me to inherit his mantle. If something happens to his old man during the decisive battle and he is unfortunately defeated, let me Take the Taotian Sword and his body to the Central Territory."

At this point, Feng Han burst into tears and was very angry, saying: "As the successor of Master, I should avenge Master. In this life, if I can't defeat Jiuyou Sword Master, how can I be worthy of Master's trust in me? high hopes.”

Since it was a life and death battle, who could have predicted the outcome? It was normal for Sword Master Xuanji to arrange his funeral arrangements in advance, so several fellow apprentices did not doubt his words.

Besides, Sword Master Xuanji was indeed alone with Feng Han before attending the sword discussion conference.

Saint Qingxiao was very thoughtful. He glanced at Feng Han with a thoughtful expression and said, "Why does Master want you to go to the Central Territory with the Taotian Sword and his body?"

Feng Han stared into Saint Qingxiao's eyes and said calmly: "To be honest, Taotian Sword hides a huge secret. You must go to the Central Region to unlock that secret."

Zhu Hongtao said: "Fourth Brother, Second Senior Brother will accompany you to the Central Territory."

"I'll go too," Wan Ke said.

Feng Han shook his head and said: "This matter is of great importance. Master has told me that I must go alone. If others go with me, unwarranted disasters may occur."

Afterwards, Feng Han put away the Taotian Sword, squatted down, and picked up the body of the Xuanji Sword Master. His eyes were very sincere and he said with tears in his eyes: "Brothers, don't worry. When I come back from the Central Region, I will go When it’s time to avenge the master.”

Immediately afterwards, Feng Han hugged Xuanji Sword Master's body, immediately left the sword pavilion and disappeared into the night.

Third senior brother Wan Ke let out a long breath and said, "I really hope that fourth junior brother can succeed and not let down master's expectations."

Among the fellow apprentices, Huang Yanchen was the only one who stared at Feng Han's back with a puzzled look in his eyes.

Because she knew very well that if Xuanji Sword Master really wanted to choose a successor, it would definitely be Zhang Ruochen.

How could it be Feng Han?

There must be something wrong.

Huang Yanchen stared at his elder brother, Saint Qingxiao, bit his lips and stopped talking.

Before confirming with Zhang Ruochen, Huang Yanchen did not dare to say anything casually. After all, Feng Han had indeed acted sincerely just now, so the master might not pass on the mantle to him.

Besides, all the senior brothers and sisters are either semi-saints or saints. Each one of them is a prestigious figure. How can she, a little junior sister in the fish and dragon realm, be able to slander them casually?

Her eyes looked in all directions and immediately began to search for Zhang Ruochen.