Section 212

Suppressing the anger in his chest, he said, "Then what do you think I should do?"

The surrounding Qinglong and others looked at each other in confusion.

I could already hear the suppressed anger in Ji Gang's words.

They all lowered their heads, as if it didn't matter to them.

Bai Hu thought that Ji Gang was angry with Xiao Jian, so he was even more excited.

He said loudly: "Xiao Jian should be recalled and severely reprimanded for provoking disputes in the rivers and lakes. It is best to let him come back to guard the gate. In this way, there will be less trouble in the rivers and lakes."

"Snapped!"

Before he finished speaking, Ji Gang slapped him.

The white tiger was stunned.

"Calling him back? Does that mean to tell those Jianghu people that the imperial court is afraid of going to war with them? To rub the imperial court's face on the ground?"

Ji Gang's fingers almost hit Bai Hu's face, looking furious.

The whole person was full of evil spirits, and he no longer looked as calm as usual.

Instead, it looked a little hysterical.

Bai Hu was so frightened by Ji Gang that he froze in place, not knowing what to do.

"well!"

Ji Gang glanced at the people beside him, and waved his hand to Bai Hu in frustration, signaling him to retreat.

These people are all his confidants.

It's a pity that the most powerful one is the peak of a grandmaster.

In the past, it was barely usable.

Now that great masters are appearing frequently, they can no longer control the situation.

Do we really want to call out the Jinyiwei elders who are in seclusion?

Ji Gang was a little embarrassed.

When every commander of Jinyiwei retires, the masters of the generation who followed him will also retire with him.

They practiced together in hiding in the palace.

There are quite a few of those people, great masters.

It was only through their intimidation that the major sects in the world could be concerned.

But now, it's time to stop calling.

There are more and more great masters appearing in the world.

If the Grand Master of Jinyiwei had not appeared, the consequences would have been even more serious.

Thinking of this, Ji Gang turned around and walked directly to the depths of the palace.

…

The atmosphere in Wushuang City has become increasingly solemn recently.

It looks like the storm is about to come and the building is filled with wind.

Every day, many people from the world walk into Wushuang City.

There are countless people holding long swords and broadswords and full of evil spirits.

But there are not many people who dare to cause trouble.

Wushuang City now has a Sword Master sitting in charge, and there is also Xiao Jian, a cold-faced Jin Yiwei.

Even the various sects tried their best to restrain their disciples, for fear of becoming victims of the flag sacrifice before the war.

As time goes by, the day for the Sword Master and the Xiong Ba to meet has arrived.

When the disciples of Wushuang City learned that the Sword Master had returned, their momentum was like a rainbow.

Under Dugu Ming's call, they set off aggressively.

As for the imperial court, Xiao Jian has the gold medal of Ji Gang, and all the Jin Yiwei in Wushuang City are controlled by him.

He was also placed in the attacking team.

Thousands of people from both sides stepped out of Wushuang City and began to climb Tianshan Mountain.

Behind these thousands of people were spies from various sects in the world.

There are also many who come just to watch the fun.

Altogether, there were hundreds of people.

"Keng!"

Suddenly a sword cry echoed through the sky.

The crisp sound of the sword could be heard for hundreds of miles around.

Between heaven and earth, it seemed as if a peerless sword had appeared.

The long swords behind thousands of Jianghu people were trembling.

Making everyone exclaim.

"The Sword Master is out of seclusion!"

"God! Is this the power of the Sword Master?"

"Thousands of swords roar together, the sword is supreme!"

The appearance of the Juggernaut shocked everyone.

Xiao Jian narrowed his eyes slightly and looked in the direction of Jingshui Lake with a solemn expression.

I saw the Sword Master rising slowly into the sky, without any breath showing on his body.

But there is a feeling that people can't help but worship.

"Xiongba, do you still want me to invite you?"

The Holy Sword spoke lightly, and the sound penetrated the space, reaching the first floor of Tianxiahui.

The tyrant was wearing a black brocade robe, with a majestic body, and did not move at all.

But the domineering look between his brows is intimidating.

"finally come!"

Xiongba murmured to himself, his fighting spirit rising.

Ever since Juggernaut posted his battle message, he has been adjusting his condition on the first floor.

For so many years, no one can be his opponent.

He has been lonely for too long.

The sword master's strength is on par with him. If the two of them can gain some insights from their fight, it may make him even stronger.

Xiong Ba suddenly stood up.

When he looked again, he was already standing a hundred feet away in front of the sword master.

The majestic momentum caused the heaven and earth to change color, and the wind and clouds surged.

A strong wind blew up within the Tianshan Mountains.

"Hahahaha, you finally showed up!"

The sword master felt the aura on Xiongba's body and burst into laughter.

At their level, it is not easy to have an opponent of equal strength.

It just so happened that his swordsmanship had improved again, so it would be perfect to test the sword with Xiongba.

Xiong Ba glanced at the dense crowd of figures below and said calmly: "I didn't expect you to be alive yet. I'm really happy to celebrate you. Since you dare to lead the crowd to attack our Tianxiahui today, let's keep them all!"

The sword master chuckled and stroked the long beard on his chin.

"Xiongba, I haven't seen you in twenty years, and you are still so domineering. However, instead of caring about Tianxiahui, you should care about yourself!"

After saying that, the sword master suddenly burst out with fierce momentum.

The momentum of the two collided in mid-air.

Let the space shake uncontrollably.

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The space continued to fluctuate, suddenly pushing several waves of people out of the space.

Xiao Jian looked up and almost laughed out loud.

Among these groups of people was his old acquaintance, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Xuanci.

There was also a man wearing the costume of a wild bull, and he was followed by the White Tiger of the Jinyiwei.