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In the center of the large plaza, Xue Feng and Xue Yunfei directly stood in the air. The former blocked in front of Jian Zhi, and the imposing manner in his body shot up to the peak as he tightly stared at Xue Yunfei to prevent the former from secretly attacking Jian Zhi.

Seeing this, the blood cloud gritted its teeth and shouted crazily, "Your Majesty! Please step aside, he killed my son! "Today, I will tear him into a thousand pieces!"

"Yunfei! I am very sorry about Yan'er, but this is the way the tournament goes. Xue Feng apologetically said.

"Your Majesty! "Give me face! Today, this brat must die with my son!" Xue Yun crazily yelled.

Hearing this, Xue Feng was happy in his heart and pretended to be helpless: "If it's someone else, then it's fine, but! Yun Fei seems to have forgotten something. He is my personal crown prince and is going to be the future emperor of the Bloodsword Empire.

He did not know how to resolve this matter. After all, with Jian Zhi's identity, if he, Xue Yunfei, wanted to forcefully take action, Xue Feng would definitely not stand by and do nothing. At this time, turning against the Imperial Family was not something Xue Yunfei wanted to see.

He was truly afraid that Xue Yunfei would disregard everything to kill him. Although he would have Elder Shi's protection at that time, he would be able to escape in front of everyone's eyes. With his Sword Spirit's strength, he would not be suspected by many people, and at that time, he would be the target of many people.

"Sigh!" Yun Fei, since the matter has already reached this stage, it will inevitably stumble and bump into one another. I will have the empire organize the most solemn funeral, what do you think? " Xue Feng continued to mock him.

"Bam! Bam! Bam!" Haha! "No need, our Blood Blade Sect will naturally send Yan'er off with the heaviest funeral and my son, Xue Yunfei, will definitely have someone to accompany him in death." Hearing Xue Feng's words, at first Xue Yunfei had some doubts, but then he started to laugh out loud. On his face, there were still traces of tears.

Good! Hearing Xue Yunfei's words, Jian Zhi thought to himself. The plan was finally within his calculations. There was only one last step left.

Unlike Jian Zhi, Xue Feng was secretly worried for Jian Zhi. After all, a Sword Emperor always wanted Jian Zhi to die, so Xue Feng, Jian Zhi's only uncle, was worried.

The blood cloud gritted its teeth and came to the side of the blood flame that had already turned into a puddle of flesh. With a squeeze of its hand, a vast sword qi immediately surged out and forcibly turned the flesh and blood into a human shape under everyone's strange gazes, while when Jian Zhi carefully examined it, who else could it be other than the blood flame?

It was just that it was very difficult for outsiders to discover it, because the moment the tears began to flow, they were instantly vaporized by the sword energy. Other than Xue Yunfei's ferocious face, there was nothing else that could be seen except for Jian Zhi and Xue Feng's soul perception.

When the white-haired man sent the black-haired man off, everyone in the square felt sorry for him. Only Jian Zhi and the others did not have the slightest bit of sympathy. All they had were the words, "You reap what you sow."

Looking at Xue Yunfei, who had sadly left after putting the body into his spatial ring, Xue Feng calmed his mind. He said to the field in a clear voice, "The Blood Martial Meet is over. The award ceremony will be held the day after tomorrow.

"Long live Your Majesty! Long live Your Majesty!"

Afterwards, everyone followed Xue Feng's last sentence and shouted together. Then, they gradually walked out of the plaza.

Xue Zixuan and the others were sent away under the pretext that Jian Zhi needed to be alone and quiet. Xue Zixuan also knew that Jian Zhi was very tired, so she didn't disturb him and left with Lestat and Nania.

"Kid, you actually unknowingly entered the quasi-sword immortal realm!"

After Xue Zixuan and the rest left, Elder Shi's figure flashed and appeared before Jian Zhi, smiling as he spoke.

"Fortunately, I've already entered the quasi-sword immortal. The spiritual energy in my body can be converted into immortal energy; if I were to enter the sword immortal level during the last step of the plan, with immortal energy, there would only be benefits and no harm." Seeing Elder Shi appear, Jian Zhi clenched his fist and said.

"Once you reach the Quasi-Sword Immortal level, your body will automatically produce a special container for storing immortal energy. As long as you keep converting your spiritual energy into immortal energy, when the container reaches a certain amount, you will be able to successfully enter the sword immortal realm. Hurry up!"

"Hm!" I know this as well, if I am able to fly for more than nine days, I think I can easily absorb the Spiritual Qi. After all, the Spiritual Qi there is comparable to the Spiritual Qi in my own body, but outside the Nine Heavens, even I will not be able to endure for an hour. Nodding his head, Jian Zhi said helplessly.

Seeing Jian Zhi's troubled expression, Elder Shi smiled and said, "Don't forget that you still have teacher here. With teacher controlling your body to help you absorb it, half the effort would be worth it, and there are also quite a few evil existences above the ninth heaven, making it convenient for the Sky Dragon Sword to absorb. When that time comes, as long as you absorb a sliver of your soul force into the Sky Dragon Sword, you can directly talk to Tian Long Zi.

"Awesome! If I could get to know my teacher from the very beginning, then there's no need for me to go through so much trouble! " After praising for a moment, Jian Zhi sighed with emotion.

"Kid, if you didn't put in the effort, you might have known this old man, perhaps you will become a sword spirit in the future, but I'm afraid that I won't show myself. After all, not everyone can become my disciple, not even the last disciple of the Dragon Sword clan." Elder Shi said seriously.

In the past thousand years, Elder Shi must have met other people. He did not choose one, but carefully selected one, paid a salary of a thousand years, and finally met the candidate who was the most pleased with himself, Jian Zhi. The others just did not have the qualifications to do so.

In order to prevent Xue Yunfei's sneak attack, Xue Feng directly moved the tent he carved out of his golden dragon to the vicinity of the sword-intelligence tent, constantly on guard against Xue Yunfei's sneak attack. But what was strange was that Xue Yunfei did not come, not even his soul detection.