Sword Emperor of the Astonishing Sky

The Marquis of the Splitting Heaven Army came to Zhu Sang's side and said with a chuckle: "Master Zhu, please relax. Today I have brought the Splitting Heaven Army here. So I will do my best to help the Zhu Family Master in whatever he is worried about."

"Thank you so much, Lord Marquis." Zhu Sang clasped his fists in gratitude.

The Marquis of Splitting Heavenly Army said calmly: "Originally, on the birthday of Master Zhu, the imperial concubine should come back in person to celebrate his birthday, but the empress has a noble status and it is inconvenient to leave the imperial capital!"

"The empress also heard that Master Zhu has been troubled by some trivial matters recently, so she invited me to come to Zhuxian City for a visit."

"Master Zhu, since I'm here, I can ensure that nothing happens to your Zhu family!"

The Split Heaven Junhou said with a slight smile.

"I can't thank you enough for these words from the Marquis. Please take a seat, Lord Marquis. The birthday banquet will begin soon. I will definitely come to see the Marquis for a few more drinks."

Zhu Sang said to the Splitting Heavenly Army Marquis with great gratitude.

The Split Heaven Army Marquis smiled slightly and sat down on his seat. At the banquet, Zhu Sang set up a table specifically for the Split Heaven Army Marquis and the dozen or so captains under his command, and let them sit together.

Not long after, the Zhu family was filled with guests and very lively.

Zhu Sang stood up and shouted: "Today is my birthday. Thank you for coming all the way to celebrate my birthday."

"I have prepared a banquet today, everyone must not return until they are drunk."

Zhu Sang said with a smile.

"Thank you, Master Zhu!"

"Thank you, Master Zhu!"

One by one, the guests raised their glasses and stood up with smiles on their faces.

Zhu Sang picked up the wine glass, bowed to the audience, and then drank it in one gulp.

"Master Marquis, please." Zhu Sang filled up the wine again and smiled at the Marquis of the Splitting Heavenly Army.

"Master Zhu, please." Hou Tianjun chuckled lightly, picked up the wine glass, and looked at Zhu Shang.

The two looked at each other and drank a glass of wine.

"Master Marquis, please take it easy, I have to greet other guests." Zhu Sang chuckled.

"Master Zhu, please don't worry about us."

The Split Heaven Army Lord chuckled and said.

Zhu Sang smiled slightly and prepared to walk down with the wine glass to have a few drinks with some old acquaintances.

But at this time!

A voice fell from the sky and echoed in the Zhu family's residence.

"I heard that the head of the Zhu family, Senior Zhu Sang, is celebrating his birthday today, so I came uninvited and wanted to ask for a few glasses of water and wine."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole place was in commotion.

"Who is speaking?"

"The voice was so clear, but I couldn't detect the speaker within a thousand miles."

"Such a powerful strength, this voice actually contains a hint of sharp sword intent."

All the guests were shocked and said.

Zhu Sang had just lifted his steps. When he heard these words, the smile on his face dropped, and he dropped his steps again. He looked around with a gloomy face, and his eyes were a little cold.

The Split Heaven Army Marquis also raised his eyes at this moment and looked around.

Swish swish——

At this moment, more than seventy men in purple flew into the sky and landed in the Zhu family's residence.

The more than seventy people landed and attracted the attention of all the guests.

"A disciple of the Tongtian Sword Sect!"

"They are all purple-clad inner disciples of the Tongtian Sword Sect!"

"The Zhu family is indeed one of the largest families in the Litian Dynasty. On the birthday of the Zhu family leader, more than seventy disciples in purple came to congratulate him!"

Many warriors who were confused about the situation thought that these purple-clothed disciples were here to celebrate Zhu Shang's birthday.

These more than seventy purple-clothed disciples are clearly the Seventy-two Sword Cultivators of Xiandong Mountain.

But among these people, there was no figure of Lin Bai.

Among the more than seventy purple-clothed disciples, Nie Xiong, the leader, smiled faintly, cupped his fists and said, "I am Nie Xiong, an inner disciple of the Tongtian Sword Sect. I am surrounded by my senior brothers."

"Master Zhu, on your birthday today, can you allow us to ask for a glass of water and wine?"

Nie Xiong said with a chuckle.

Zhu Sang looked at the more than seventy people with cold eyes, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart: Could it be that the second brother and the four demon saints from the Ten Thousand Demon Valley didn't kill them in Dongshuang City?

What about Dongfang Bai? Dongfang Bai didn't come? Or is it that Dongfang Bai has died in the hands of his second brother and the others?

Zhu Sang had thousands of questions in his mind at this moment.

Where did Lin Bai go?

Why didn't Zhu Yi and the four demon saints from the Ten Thousand Demon Valley come back?

After Zhu Sang's expression became gloomy, a smile appeared on his face and he said: "It turns out that these are the purple-clothed inner disciples of the Tongtian Sword Sect. You are really disappointed."

"Now that all the inner disciples are here, my Zhu family can still get a glass of water and wine."

Zhu Sang said with a forced smile.

"Master Zhu is so righteous." Nie Xiong said with a smile: "Since Master Zhu is so cheerful, we are not stingy people. We came here today and prepared a gift for Master Zhu, and I hope Master Zhu will accept it."

Nie Xiong said with a smile.

Zhu Sang's face darkened and he said in a cold voice: "The purple-clothed disciple of the inner sect of the Tongtian Sword Sect can come to attend my birthday banquet. Since you are giving me great honor, how can you ask for gifts?"

"Haha, Master Zhu, there is no need to refuse, you must accept this gift."

"Junior Brother Zhuo Lian, please take out the gift."

Nie Xiong said with a chuckle.

"My dear, the gift from the purple-clothed disciple of the Tongtian Sword Sect must be a rare treasure of heaven and earth in Lingnan."

"I'm really looking forward to it. I don't know what a precious gift it is."

All the guests were envious of Zhu Sang and looked forward to the gifts Nie Xiong brought out.

"Okay." Zhuo Lian chuckled and flew five coffins out of the storage bag and landed in front of Zhu Sang.

Rumble——

Five coffins landed on the ground, sending out a cloud of smoke and dust.

"Coffins? The purple-clothed disciples of the Tongtian Sword Sect actually sent coffins, and there were five of them?"

"What is this for?"

"These disciples in purple look like they are here with bad intentions!"

Only then did all the guests react.

Who gives someone a coffin on their birthday? How unlucky!

When Zhu Sang saw these five coffins, his face was livid, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch a few times. He had an extremely bad premonition in his heart!

"You masters of the Tongtian Sword Sect, what do you mean by this?" Zhu Sang asked coldly.

Nie Xiong smiled and said, "Don't you, Master Zhu, open it and take a look?"

When Zhu Sang heard this, he fell silent. He was a little reluctant to open these coffins.

"Who exactly are in these five coffins?"

"Yes, looking at Senior Zhu Sang's face, it looks ugly."

"Does the person in the coffin know Senior Zhu Sang?"

Many guests were curious about the person in the coffin.

Zhu Sang was silent for a long time, and finally did not open the coffin. He said in a cold voice: "Dear disciples of the Tongtian Sword Sect, if you are here to celebrate my birthday today, I welcome you and prepare good wine and food for you to entertain you."

"But if you are here to cause trouble today, although our Zhu family is weak, we have the Splitting Heaven Army here today, and there are even 100,000 people from the Splitting Heaven Army in Zhuxian City, so we will not allow you to act arrogantly!"

Zhu Sang said coldly.

"Marquis of the Splitting Heavenly Army? Haha!" Nie Xiong inadvertently glanced at the middle-aged man wearing a python dragon robe sitting on the seat, and sneered slightly at the corner of his mouth.

"Master Zhu, you still haven't opened the coffin to take a look!"

"Are you unwilling to open it? Or are you afraid to open it?"

Nie Xiong asked aggressively.