Chapter 913: Go with the Flow and Enter the Treasure House

The old man Wumei was dumbfounded and ashamed when he saw the holy sword.

Shame! Really shame!

I have lost my face because of you unfilial disciples!

"Ah..."

Zhang Xing sighed and his face was moved.

"I didn't expect you to be such loyal people. I am deeply moved."

"In that case, I will... agree to your request!"

Hearing Zhang Xing's resounding and righteous words, Wan Chongshan and others were secretly happy.

The young man was really easy to fool. A trace of sadness, a trace of deep love, and a few tears took him down.

"Thank you, Master Zhang, for your understanding! We are very grateful!"

More than a dozen people bowed to Zhang Xing.

Before Zhang Xing could be polite, they stood up one by one.

Looking eagerly at the holy sword in Zhang Xing's hand.

Zhang Xing was very disdainful of their attitude, but he had to pretend to be reluctant on his face.

He held the sword in his right hand and stretched out two fingers of his left hand to wipe the sword lightly.

After three breaths, Wanchongshan saw Zhang Xing was still wiping the sword repeatedly, and had no intention of returning it, and he became a little anxious.

"Master Zhang, please follow me to the mountain gate treasure house. If you need anything, just take it."

"Of course, even if I give you the entire treasure house, it can't be worth your friendship."

Wanchongshan thought, let Zhang Xing pick some rare treasures to distract his attention.

Even if Zhang Xing wanted to regret, he was embarrassed to take the holy sword away.

Zhang Xing nodded silently, made a sword flower with his right hand, let the sword body stick to his arm, slowly raised his right hand, and the hilt of the sword was facing Wanchongshan.

Wanchongshan was excited, he thought Zhang Xing was going to return the holy sword.

Just as he was about to go forward to take it, he heard Zhang Xing say: "Lead the way!"

Ga!

A burst of hot air was held back.

Wanchongshan almost bled from all seven orifices.

Damn! Boy, are you teasing me!

However, Zhang Xing seemed not to notice his expression, and his eyes were still on the holy sword.

Wan Chongshan knew that he was too sentimental and was a little impatient.

He laughed awkwardly twice.

"Master Zhang, please follow me!"

More than a dozen people shuttled between many mountains, flew through large defensive formations, and walked out of hundreds of killing formations.

Finally, they stopped at an inconspicuous hilltop where garbage was piled.

Then, Wan Chongshan took out various strange keys and entered from the stone door hidden at the foot of the garbage mountain.

Then he passed through countless traps, killing formations, and illusion formations before arriving at an underground palace full of ancient atmosphere.

"Master Zhang, these are the countless treasures accumulated by our sect over the past thousand years. You can pick whatever you like. Take whatever you like."

Wan Chongshan said proudly.

Then, his eyes turned to the holy sword in Zhang Xing's hand.

"Master Zhang, can you let me see the ancestor's holy sword first?"

"You know how we feel at the moment, hey! How to say it..."

Just when Wan Chongshan was racking his brains to think of words, he felt a shadow floating in front of him.

He subconsciously made a defensive posture, and his fighting spirit came in an instant and hit the shadow.

Bang!

Dengdengdeng!

Wan Chongshan only felt his body shake, his feet were unstable, and he was pushed back three steps by a powerful force.

He was angry and was about to explode.

But he saw the holy sword floating in front of him.

His eyes were bright in an instant, and they were wider than ever.

"The holy sword is back!"

Wan Chongshan trembled all over, and he had the urge to cry.

But he tried his best to hold it back.

He stretched out his hands tremblingly and greeted it respectfully.

Until he caught the holy sword with both hands and raised it above his head, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

With the holy sword in hand, the world is mine!

Wan Chongshan suddenly felt that he was floating.

All the previous efforts were not in vain, no matter whether it was being humble or kneeling down in humiliation, it was all worth it.