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"Boss, are we still going to hold the banquet?"

"Bullsh * t, f * ck off back to your old home. It's not even on the same level at all."

Boss Hu fiercely cut his left arm, causing blood to spurt out. "This really isn't a dream." Big Boss Hu muttered to himself, "How f * cking strange."

In Xie Yang's room.

Luan'er looked at her big brother with a wronged expression, "You should go to my house. Daddy looks forward to seeing you, not to mention this is daddy's sixtieth birthday. If you don't go, Daddy will be sad."

"Luan Er, recently, I feel like something is going to happen. It's not that I don't want to go to your father's birthday celebration, but I need to see someone for the next few days. This matter concerns the entire martial arts world, so I have no choice but to go. "Give my regards to that old man, and if there is a chance, I, Dingdang, will personally pay him a visit and apologize." Pathless said solemnly as he looked into the distance.

"But ?"

Pathless waved his hand, "No need for the 'but'. This is a very troublesome matter, so we can't afford to be sloppy about it. You can go back first."

"Then you ?" What should I do? " Luan'er became a little anxious.

"Don't worry, your father will understand and won't blame you for bringing me back to the sect."

"No!" Luan'er weakly replied, "I'm worried about you. Nothing will happen to you, right?" The following words were as soft as the sound of a mosquito. Pathless' heart skipped a beat and his tone became gentle, "Silly girl, if I can't let you go, then don't worry about everyone in the world. It's okay, don't worry."

"But, I can't stop worrying about you." Luan'er mustered her courage.

The corner of Pathless's mouth curled up into that charming smile again. "It's just the world. Don't you have any confidence in me?"

"Then come back quickly this time."

"Yes, I will. I still need to pay a visit and apologize." Pathless laughed.

"Be careful!" Luan'er muttered a few words of warning before she descended the stairs and left.

Pathless stood alone at Xie Yang House, looking at the vast earth and sky. He couldn't help but think back to three days ago.

In the letter, there was only a white piece of paper, a pale piece of paper. On the white piece of paper, there was nothing written, only the words "Kill" and "Ten Days" were carved with a knife, signed with a knife mark, a blood-red knife mark, this letter was made of cowhide, and the word "Kill" was like a knife that had been stabbed deeply into an impassable heart.

Pathless took the letter and rushed back to the 'Sword Tomb' castle. When the Sword Tomb elders saw this letter, they did not look surprised at all. The three elders discussed the matter immediately.

In the secret darkroom of the Sword Tomb Castle, an elderly voice that was like a magnet focused everyone's attention onto him. "This is killing a chicken to make an example of a monkey. This is Number One Under Heaven, Number One Under Heaven." The silver-haired old man shook his head. His eyes, which had sunk deep into his eyes, suddenly shone with a bright light. "One with the martial arts world, one with the martial arts world."

"Pathless," another red-haired old man also spoke up. "The person you saw this time was very powerful. You have to be very careful. There's still one more thing here. In times of danger, you can save your life."

"Second master, do you actually believe that I will lose?"

"Your second master wasn't afraid of you losing. We couldn't afford to lose. If we lost, then we lost the entire martial arts world." The Second Elder said faintly.

The Great Clan Elder patted Pathless's shoulder, "This move is too powerful, killing the number one in the world, wouldn't I be the best in the world? 'Number one in the world, commanding the martial arts world, when that happens, what is the martial arts world, the martial arts world will no longer exist, Dao'er, you must take this with you, and let me announce one more thing ? Sword Tomb will be passed down to you today."

At this time, another skinny old man shouted out, "Take my sword!" After he said this, he took out an ancient sword from his back. It was indeed the sword treasure of the Sword Tomb ? the Flowing Cloud Sword.

The scabbard was dull and dull, but Pathless knew that this sword was made from the blood of countless Jianghu experts. It was a holy sword, and at the same time, it was also a demon sword. It was a witness to the growth and development of the Sword Tomb. A sword with its own legend.

Pathless dropped to his knees, raised both his hands solemnly, and took the sword from his shoulder, "Pathless vows to do his duty."

Every word was thrown with great force, as if it was using its life as an oath, as if it was imprinted with fresh blood.

The Head Elder sighed and turned around to take out another box. It was a black box. Dark box. Pathless saw this and was startled. He thought to himself, "Is this matter really that important? Even this thing has been born."

Others might not know, but Pathless Origin knew that if someone were to ask about the importance of the Sword Tomb, many people would answer, "Nonsense, it must be ?" "Flowing Cloud Sword", that was a treasure of the sect. But Pathless knew that the "Flowing Cloud Sword" was still inferior to the item in the box. Back then, the eight emissaries of the Sword Tomb did not hesitate to use the "Flowing Cloud Sword" as a bait and the eight emissaries lost six of them in exchange for this item's safety. That was why this item was a Supreme Treasure. Now that he gave it to Pathless, he undoubtedly had high hopes for him.

The Great Elder solemnly handed the box over to Pathless, and said sincerely, "This is your mission, and also the Sword Tomb's mission, and also related to the success or failure of the martial arts world. Remember, this battle, you represent the Sword Tomb, you represent the martial arts world, you must win, you cannot lose. "