Feng Qingyao looked up doubtfully, looking at the turbulent waves.

"Connect with Qi Dialang, and then realize it." Luo Wushuang was on the side and followed the instructions.

"That's right! Seven folds of waves, seven folds of waves, maybe this sword skill is the sword skill that my ancestor learned from watching the waves!"

Feng Qingyao was overjoyed and continued to look towards the waves, each move of Qi Dialang emerging in her mind.

Luo Wushuang looked at it with a smile. He believed that Feng Qingyao had entered a state of enlightenment at this moment, and it wouldn't take long for Feng Qingyao to fully understand Qi Dialang.

Feng Qingyao's talent is not bad. The reason why it is so difficult to master Qi Dialang is because it is a French-level sword skill.

Time passes slowly.

About half an hour later, Feng Qingyao finally came to her senses, and then she drew her sword.

The Qingluan Sword is held in his hand, standing on the churning sea surface, driving the seven waves.

Multiple sword energies gathered together like multiple waves, accumulating powerful power.

After gathering the sevenfold sword energy, it suddenly exploded.

boom!--

There was a loud noise, the terrifying sword energy was raging in all directions, the sea surface was shaking violently, the waves were surging wildly, water was splashing everywhere, and even the coast was shaking violently.

"It's done!" Luo Wushuang looked at it with a smile.

Feng Qingyao put away the Qingluan Sword and flew to Luo Wushuang with an excited look on her face.

"Luo Wushuang, you are so awesome. How did you come up with the idea that Qidianlang is related to the waves?" Feng Qingyao was very excited.

"Listening to Qi Die Lang's name, it should have some connection with the wave, but I didn't expect it to be connected." Luo Wushuang responded with a smile.

"It's amazing. I didn't expect that the problem that had been bothering me for so long was solved in just half an hour. Now I can unleash the full power of Qidianlang!"

Feng Qingyao was overjoyed and extremely grateful to Luo Wushuang.

…

Midnight, Jiange.

Luo Wushuang's spiritual thoughts were released, sensing the surroundings of the sword pavilion.

Ever since the Spirit Gathering Formation was set up in the Jiange Pavilion, there has been a sea of ​​people around the Jiange Pavilion every day, including people from all major dynasties, including some powerful ones.

Some are here to take advantage of the Spirit Gathering Array, but there may also be some people who have ulterior motives for the Jiange.

Luo Wushuang would look at it casually every day.

On the one hand, it is to see if there are any people with ulterior motives, and on the other hand, it is to see if there are any geniuses.

Among the crowd, Luo Wushuang immediately locked eyes on a middle-aged man with a scar. When he saw that the other person was at the first level of the King Realm, Luo Wushuang was a little confused.

This person must be from the imperial dynasty, but why are people from the dynasty here? What is their purpose?

next moment.

Whoosh!

A black shadow flew out from the sword pavilion, and before anyone could see the black shadow clearly, the black shadow disappeared.

On Black Wind Mountain, Luo Wushuang was wearing a divine cloak, and kneeling in front of him was the middle-aged man with the scar.

The middle-aged Scar's heart was trembling, his body was shaking uncontrollably, and his face was pale.

He didn't expect that his concealment method was so powerful that he could be discovered by the ancestor of Jiange.

You know, even Her Majesty the Queen can't see through his concealment methods. Doesn't this mean...

Thinking of this, Scar became even more frightened, lowering his head and not daring to look at Luo Wushuang at all.

"Who sent you here? Tell the truth, otherwise you will know the consequences!" Luo Wushuang's voice was cold and ruthless, like the voice of the netherworld coming from the Nine Netherlands, making people tremble from the soul.

Scar's heart was trembling, and cold sweat broke out on his body. Luo Wushuang's voice made him feel a deep despair, as if he was sinking into the bottom of a valley.

"Yes, it's Her Majesty the Queen..." Scar responded quickly.

"Queen?"

Luo Wushuang was a little surprised, "Why did she send you here and what is the purpose?"

Scar did not dare to hesitate and responded tremblingly: "Her Majesty the Queen sent a young man to monitor every move of the sword pavilion. She wanted to get rid of you. She sent her poisonous fangs to kill you before, but you killed her. This is the genius competition.

The purpose is also to lead you to the Eternal Dynasty and get rid of you..."

Scar told everything truthfully, fearing that he would be killed by Luo Wushuang.

He didn't dare to deceive, let alone have any illusions, because he had witnessed the death of Venom Fang before.

His strength is far inferior to that of the Venomous Fang. Even the Venomous Fang is not as strong as the Jiange Ancestor. How can he deal with the Jiange Ancestor?

Luo Wushuang's eyes were as sharp as a sword, staring closely at Scar.

He could be sure that what Scar said was true.

"The previous Venomous Fang had a soul contract with Li Binghan, why didn't you?" Luo Wushuang asked.

"The Point Guard Is Here"

"Only those who become Her Majesty's dead warriors can make soul contracts. I am not qualified yet..."


Chapter completed!