Chapter 2607 Could Something Big Happen?

"Actually, our Fengyun Sword Sect's strength in the past was far better than it is today. It is said that at its peak, there were seventeen powerful men in the realm of Heavenly Saints at the same time, and they were true Heavenly Saints. However, with the seventeenth With the disappearance of the sect leader, many martial arts and sword skills have been lost, and even the strongest Fengyun Sword Technique only has half a set left, which is why the strength has declined to this point. If not, how could the Mad Sword Sect be so crazy?" When Chen Wanqiao said it at the end, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Seventeen heavenly saints! Even Gu Fenghua was shocked when he heard Chen Wanqiao's words.

Both are middle-grade sects. Nanli Sect only has one heavenly saint, Zhong Nantian. Just like Shuiyun Sect, a middle-grade sect that tries to attack high-grade sects, there are only seven or eight heavenly saints as far as she knows.

The Fengyun Sword Sect once had seventeen heavenly saints at the same time, and their strength was probably not much different from that of ordinary high-grade sects. But after feeling it, Yunjian Peak, apart from looking majestic and steep, has nothing surprising about it. Even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is not particularly abundant. Could it be that Fengyun Sword Sect once had some secret method for promotion to Heavenly Saint? Otherwise, how could it have so many powerful people in the Heavenly Saint realm?

Gu Fenghua couldn't help but speculate like this. Unfortunately, the seventeenth master of Fengyun Sword Sect has been missing for a long time. The secret may never be solved again.

While talking, Chen Wanqiao had already led Gu Fenghua and others into the mountain gate.

"The sect master is back, the sect master is back!" Upon seeing Chen Wanqiao, several disciples guarding the sect cheered loudly. The cheers echoed into the sect, and cheers echoed from the mountains.

Looking closely, the disciples who were guarding the sect were so excited that tears filled their eyes.

Unexpectedly, Chen Wanqiao's prestige in the Fengyun Sword Sect was so high and he was so deeply loved. He only left for a period of time and then came back and made the disciples of the Fengyun Sword Sect so happy. Could it be that this is the legendary way of convincing people with virtue!

Seeing this, Gu Fenghua and others secretly sighed. Chang Wanfa and Swinging Sword looked even more envious. Even though they were elders of Sword Sect and Fa Sect, even on their respective peaks, none of them had the prestige of Chen Wanqiao.

"What are you doing? Could it be that something big happened to the sect?" Just when they were secretly sighing and secretly envious, Chen Wanqiao looked confused.

"Sir Sect Leader, thank you for coming back. Senior Brother Luoyun is seriously injured and his life is hanging by a thread. If you don't come back, he may be completely hopeless." A young disciple said while wiping his tears.

"What! Where is he?" Chen Wanqiao was shocked.

"In the main hall of the sect, several elders are doing their best to rescue him." Several disciples guarding the sect replied in unison.

Without asking any more questions, Chen Wanqiao jumped up and ran towards the sect leader's hall on the peak. Because he was so anxious, he even forgot to say hello to Gu Fenghua and others.

Gu Fenghua and others wiped their foreheads together. It turned out that the reason why Fengyun Sword Sect's disciples were so happy was not out of love for the sect leader, but because their senior brother was injured and his life was hanging by a thread. Chang Wanfa and Swing Sword looked at each other and finally felt a little more comfortable.

Fengyun Sword Sect is a middle-grade sect, and Nanli Sect is also a middle-grade sect. As elders, their strength is far inferior to that of Chen Wanqiao. If they fail like this as human beings, they will really have no shame to come out to see others.

The anxious Chen Wanqiao was left unintentionally at the gate of the sect. Gu Fenghua and others looked at each other in confusion, not knowing whether to go or stay. The disciples guarding the sect did not know their origins and did not know what to do.