Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Five: The Plan of the Resentful Sword Guard, the Head, I Want to Become Emperor
"Everyone, if you cross people, you will be killed."
Jian Changfeng said coldly.
Hearing his words, everyone's expressions were a little weird. They looked at Chu Kuangren and then Jian Changfeng, guessing what the other party meant.
Does this Chu madman have a grudge against the Sword Clan? !
"If I'm not mistaken, your Excellency is the Chu Kuangren who killed Patriarch Sima and the others in Tianchi Mountain, and took Bingxin Snow Lotus, right?"
"Yes, it's me." Chu Kuangren nodded slightly, with a playful smile on his face.
His eye of insight is already running, and he has thoroughly analyzed all kinds of information about Jian Changfeng.
The top genius of the sword clan, the sword and the sword, the combat power is comparable to that of the top holy kings...
Yes, it is considered a top genius, but unfortunately, it is far from enough to see in front of him.
He wanted to see what the other party wanted to do.
"You are now on the blacklist of my sword clan, you can do it yourself."
After Jian Changfeng finished speaking, it turned into a sword light and flew out.
Although he is a top genius, but after seeing the combat power of Chu Kuangren, he knows that he is not an opponent.
The reason why he came forward was just to warn the Ji family, the Huanyin Sect and other Taoist traditions.
Chu Kuangren also saw the opponent's abacus, and he had to say that the opponent's move was very effective.
Those forces who wanted to befriend Chu Kuangren before, Qin Xiu, after hearing that Chu Kuangren had a grudge against the Sword Clan, all changed their expressions and respected him.
How enthusiastic it was just now, how cold it is now.
What's more, looking at Chu Kuangren's eyes is almost the same as looking at a dead man.
Offending the Sword Clan on Dilu was almost no different from courting death.
"Fellow Daoist Chu, you just assumed that I didn't say anything, and my lyre will have nothing to do with you."
Sect Master Huanyin said, then glanced at Chunlei in the opponent's hand, and said, "This imperial soldier, please..."
"What, do you want to go back?"
Before Sect Master Huanyin finished speaking, Chu Kuangren spoke on his behalf first, and he said playfully: "Qin Club is holding this Wanqin banquet, doesn't he just want to find a master for the emperor? Now the emperor recognizes the master. As for me, if you want to go back, you are so untrustworthy in the world, do you still want your face?"
"you……"
Hearing Chu Kuangren's words, Sect Master Huanyin's face was a little ugly, but he had nothing to say.
If he didn't come back, and he couldn't beat him, the three masters of the Qin Guild would have nothing to do with Chu Kuangren.
"Humph!"
Sect Master Huanyin snorted coldly and then left.
And Sect Master Xiyin looked at Chu Kuangren with a look of pity in his eyes, "It's a pity that such a talented Qindao has offended the Sword Clan."
She was already thinking about how to distance herself from Chu Kuangren and the others.
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After Jian Changfeng left Qixian City, he passed through a mountain range.
Suddenly, a strange wave appeared in the void.
He keenly felt something, a quasi-emperor sword was already in his hand, and he glanced around coldly, "Who is it, come out for me!"
"Jie Jie, worthy of being the direct descendant of the Fourth Elder, can actually detect me."
A dark shadow appeared beside Jian Changfeng.
The man was wearing a black robe, and there was a strange meaning on his body.
After this person appeared, Jian Changfeng even felt that the temperature around him had dropped a lot.
"Shadow Sword Guard?!"
Jian Changfeng recognized the dress of the person in front of him, which was from the most powerful and secretive troop in the Sword Clan, the Shadow Sword Guard!
"Yes, under the Shadow Sword Guard to resent the Sword Guard."
"Suddenly appeared in front of me, why?" Jian Changfeng put away the long sword and said lightly.
"To be honest, I have a little favor and I want to ask you for help."
"Oh, the Shadow Sword Guard asked me to help, this is interesting, let's hear it."
"It's about Chu madman..."
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After the Wanqin Banquet was over, Chu Kuangren returned to Xiyinmen.
It's just that not long after he came back, Sect Master Xiyin came directly to the door.
"I just came back, and Fellow Daoist Lin came to the door. What's the matter?"
Chu Kuangren looked at Sect Master Xiyin with a faint smile and said, the other party's surname was Lin, so he always called the other party Daoyou Lin.
"I'm here because I want to invite fellow Daoist Chu and the people of Xuantian Sect to move out of Xiyinmen immediately,"
Sect Master Xiyin didn't talk nonsense either, and directly explained his purpose.
Beside him, Yang Xiyun's expression changed slightly, "Master..."
"Xiyun, don't interfere in this matter."
Yang Xiyun was about to say something when he was interrupted by Sect Master Xiyin.
After hearing the words of Sect Master Xiyin, Chu Kuangren was not surprised, as he had expected.
"Unfortunately, I originally wanted to find an opportunity to communicate more with fellow Daoist Lin, and maybe there will be a chance to become in-laws in the future."
"I don't have this chance."
Sect Master Xiyin glanced at Murong Xuan next to him indifferently, "He is not worthy of being my uncle of Xiyin Sect."
"Master! Brother Murong, what did they do wrong? Why do you treat them like this?"
Yang Xiyun couldn't help it and asked loudly.
"Offending the Sword Clan is the biggest mistake they made!" Sect Master Xiyin shouted coldly.
"Sword Clan, can the Sword Clan cover the sky with one hand?"
"Silly boy, even ten Xiyinmen can't compare to the background of the sword clan. No one can keep the people they want to kill."
Hearing this, Yang Xiyun looked at Murong Xuan, helpless and worried.
On one side is where her heart belongs, and on the other side is the master and sect who raised her as an adult, she is caught in the middle and is in a dilemma.
"Xiyun, the sword clan is powerful, and the sect master of Xiyin is doing this just to protect you and the sect of Xiyin, I can understand."
Murong Xuan looked at Yang Xiyun and said comfortingly.
"It's better if you can think so. I won't embarrass you. For the sake of you saving Xiyun, I still have a hundred catties of spiritual source here, you can take it."
Sect Master Xiyin took out a Qiankun Ring.
The meaning is very obvious, take this spiritual source, you and my apprentice break up, stay far away and don't come back.
"I save Xiyun, this is my business, not a favor. Please take back this spiritual source."
"Hmph, pretending to be aloof."
Sect Master Xiyin snorted softly. In her opinion, Murong Xuan is the arrogance of the outside world. How many spiritual sources can he have when entering the imperial road?
One hundred catties of spiritual source, placed on the Emperor Road, is also not a small asset.
Put it in the outside world, that is 10 billion top-grade spirit stones.
"Lingyuan, I have this kind of thing in My Xuantian Sect, so I don't need to bother fellow Daoist Lin."
Chu Kuangren stepped forward and said lightly, without even looking at the Qiankun Ring, and then left with Shang Qingxue.
Murong Xuan and Yang Xiyun looked at each other a few times, both of them were reluctant to part.
"Xiyun, believe me, I will overcome all difficulties and come back to pick you up!"
Murong Xuan took a deep breath and said solemnly.
After he finished speaking, he turned around and followed Chu Kuangren and Shang Qingxue.
Along the way, Murong Xuan did not speak, and seemed to be immersed in the sadness of parting with Yang Xiyun.
"Why, you can't stand just such a little setback?" Chu Kuangren raised his eyebrows, unable to see.
And Murong Xuan also raised his head at this time, looked at the end of the emperor's road, and said firmly: "Master, I want to become emperor!!"