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Mi Dong had yet to bring his building out for a long time, but he had already retreated. There was someone in front blocking his path.

That person was an old man who was close to a hundred years old. His beard was completely white, and he wore a worn navy robe. In his hand was a wooden sword.

He did not have any imposing aura and was very amiable. He was like an old man bathing in the sun on the street.

However, Mo Dong felt a sharp sensation on his body, which caused this beast with a very thick beast skin to shiver all over.

The old Daoist did not pay any attention to anyone, nor did he care about anyone's gaze. He slowly walked past the immobile Mi Dong and walked towards Jian Xiao who was lying on the ground.

"Stand up!"

The old Daoist said to Jian Xiao, whose eyes were dim and lifeless.

Jian Xiao stood up, his eyes glazed over.

"Follow me back to the sect to practice the sword!"

The old Daoist turned around and slowly walked back. Jian Xiao followed, walking very slowly. He lowered his head and followed the old Daoist closely.

Passing by, this famous man, Jian Xiao, suddenly burst into tears. The thousands of people present heard the wails, but no one laughed, let alone spoke.

The thousands of people could not help but watch as the old Daoist led the crying Jian Xiao out of the door of the Martial Competition.

Only after the old Daoist disappeared did the thousands of people regain their senses. It was as if the old Daoist had forbidden the passage of time after entering this place.

"Master Ancestor will definitely restore his glory! Feng Luo Xue will lose this time! " One of the sword faction's young elders bent his waist to pick up the piece of Rushing Sky Sword fragment beneath his feet and muttered.

"This time, Uncle-Master's Heaven Rushing Sword is truly about to soar into the heavens!" An older sword faction elder picked up a piece of debris, looking at the bloodstains and dirt on the fragment, loudly sighing.

"Junior brother, you must definitely rise up. Who's going to the next Sword Saint?" The sword faction's oldest elder wiped off the dust from his sword hilt and combined those fragments into a sword, a Soaring Sky Sword without a sword tip.

The tip of the Heaven's Expanse Sword was in Jian Xiao's hands. He had just received it from the old Daoist and was studying the supreme sword dao it contained. When the old Daoist said that the sword dao was on him, there was no reason for him to not believe what the old Daoist said.

There weren't many people who knew the old Daoist, and there were always a few who knew him. For example, that weirdo who had just arrived.

He wore a purple robe, and his feet dangled from the ground like a ghost. His face was covered by the cloak, and his hands were covered by his wide sleeves. It was difficult to guess what kind of person he was.

Sword Heart, Old Daoist. Using the heart to ask for the sword, using the sword to comprehend the heart, you're truly a Grandmaster!

Why was it hard to guess what kind of person could say such ridiculous words that would cause others to praise him?

"Ah!" That is the Sword Heart Taoist!

"I never thought that I would be able to see Daoist Jianxin in this life. I have no regrets!"

"Humph!" Not the Sword Heart Sect Master, who can awaken Lord Jian Xiao's sword spirit? "

The two words, 'Jianxin', masked the curiosity of the strange man in purple. These two words were thousands of times more powerful than the legendary 'Jianxiao'.

Jianxin was not a great man, yet he was constantly doing what great men should do. Jianxin was not a genius, but he was actually even more talented than the most dazzling genius in the history of the Green dome. Jianxin was not a grandmaster of a generation, yet his swordplay had been widely spread throughout the entire Azure Sky Continent, to the north, south, east, and west, and was acknowledged by countless people.

The sword faction hadn't even entered the « World Sword Manual », and the Pine Ripple Ancient Sword in his hand was only a thick tree branch that had fallen from the sword faction mountain. A person like this wasn't really a sword artist.

Almost everyone in the continent did not necessarily know about the sword faction, this gigantic being that had been left far away from the mortal world, but almost everyone in the entire continent knew that the sword faction's sect master was Jianxin.

Fifty years ago, it was this swordsman who defeated the invincible Divine General of the Southern Wasteland on behalf of the human race, allowing the demon race who coveted it to give way. Twenty years ago, in order to repay his old friend, he traveled a thousand miles to the Great Prairie to resolve the deadly crisis that had befallen the Boyang Family …

He was not the strongest person on the continent, but he was the most terrifying person on the continent. His terror was not only in strength, but also in love with life.

At some point, the purple-robed person had disappeared, and the entire venue had returned to chaos.

"Brother Dong, where do you think I can go? I'm so tired, I suddenly don't want to move anymore! "

Seeing the heroic heroes charging towards Mei Dong like wheat being poured into a field, Chang Lou couldn't help but stop playing.

"Scram!" At most, laozi will take you to a place with no one else and steal two wives to spend some time together. "

Mi Dong kicked the two men who pounced on him away and made a path for himself. Along the way, countless fearless people laid on the ground hugging their stomachs and moaning.

"You f * cker, if I knew you were talking about this earlier, I would have run away on my own!" "It seems like the situation is getting more and more chaotic. There are so many experts, I've always had a bad feeling about this."

After cursing at Chang Lou, Mi Dong looked around cautiously at the crowd. His instincts told him that this place was dangerous.

The Iron Eagle Guards finally had something to do, so they walked down. Under the pressure of the fists and the pain, many of them sat down or left peacefully.

The seemingly exhausted Iron Eagle carried his Zhanmadao and walked over to Mi Dong's side.

"You don't look like someone from the Demon Clan. Why don't you just leave!?"

The Iron Eagle took a look, the majority of the people that were knocked down by Mi Dong did not have any fatal wounds, this monster did not have any intention of harming them, if it was like this, then his words would be more effective than fists.

Mi Dong looked at the man carrying a large Zhanmadao at his feet. He thought for a moment, I'm not here to cause trouble, but to retrieve the items in the storage. It's obvious that these people wanted to kill me, so it wasn't bad for me to simply leave as a manager.

"Sure! However, I must take these two bastards away! "

Mi Dong, this retard, was actually quite smart. He did not forget to cut off his relationship with Chang Lou before his bullsh * t, which proved that he had nothing to do with Chang Lou. Humans and monsters had enmity, so it was impossible for them to know each other.

"These two people have provoked me time and time again, lied to me, and used me as a gun. I, your father, am a fool. They have played me all over the place. Your father must drag them into the hole to make them wish they were dead!"

Humans were smarter than demon beasts, and they had always had a high IQ. This was also a place where many people were proud of it. After hearing Mi Dong's words, some people suddenly realized what he meant and immediately treated the two of them as role models.

"You can't take that with you!" The Iron Eagle pointed at the unconscious Chang Tian, who at least had the honorable status as the Palace Chief's son. Losing him would lead to some bad things.

"This?" Mi Dong pretended to hesitate.

"This fellow has actually been fooled by this big liar. He can be considered innocent. If you want it, I'll give it to you!" "However …"

The Iron Eagle's eyes flashed, waiting for Mi Dong's next words.

"However, we can't let this scammer go! Absolutely not!"

Tie Ying glanced at the "unconscious" Chang Lou and nodded.

Just as Mi Dong was about to throw Chang Nian out, there was a sudden scream from the crowd and three butchers appeared.

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