At that time, Zhu Shen, the elder of Jiange, went down the mountain with half of the sword art and died in the end.

The middle-grade spiritual weapon Su Yuan Sword he had fused also disappeared.

It was thought that the sword had been damaged when Elder Zhu Shen died.

Unexpectedly, this sword is in the hands of Lingdao Sect.

The largest volume in Western Xinjiang.

"Zhang Cheng sent someone to tell him that the half of the Weapon Sword Art he received was a gift from the Lingdao Sect."

Jin Ze looked at Han Muye and whispered: "The person who sent the message is trustworthy."

Credible.

That is to say, Zhang Cheng did not lie.

The one who intercepted and killed Elder Zhu Shen of Jiange was the Lingdao Sect.

This matter could have been rotten in my bones.

To even allow Zhang Cheng to take that step to practice the Bing Jian Jue and become a heavenly realm, and then to have the Jiuxuan Sword Sect and the Fengling Sword Sect become mortal enemies, is exactly in line with the Lingdao Sect's plan.

In the original plan of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect, the nine sects were rearranged, and if they could become the fourth of the nine sects, they would fulfill the expectations.

If he could go one step further and replace the Taiyi Sword Sect as the leader of Xijiang Swordsmanship, it would be a blessing.

I never thought about the number one sect in Western Xinjiang.

Without Tianjing in charge, and without a strong man who could compete with Li Mubai Wanhua Zhenren, how could the Jiuxuan Sword Sect be the number one sect in Western Xinjiang?

But this time, Lingdao Sect took out the Suyuan Sword as a reward for the first sect in Western Xinjiang.

The Jiuxuan Sword Sect cannot but fight!

Even if your head is bruised and bleeding, your sword is broken and your bones are broken, you still have to fight!

"Out of the hundred disciples, five are left." Tuoba Cheng looked at Han Muye, with flames rising in his eyes.

"Gu Yuanlong, the number one in the inner sect of Tangshan Sword Sect, takes one."

"There are four places left. If Li Xixi and Deng Chungang can't come, I'll have to rely on you at Jiange."

Deng Chungang may be the Sword King of Snow Mountain in the Northern Territory.

When the monk came to Jiuxuan Mountain to get the Golden Lotus Pill, he promised to go back to the Northern Territory and tell the Sword King about the competition between the nine sects in Western Territory.

If Deng Chungang can return, there will be no suspense about this battle.

But no one knows whether the Sword King of the Snow Mountain who suppressed the Snow Demon Clan in the Northern Territory is Deng Chungang, or whether he will return.

Li Xixi went to Zhongzhou, and Jianmen also sent an elder to convey the message.

I don't know if I can come back.

If they don't come back, the only people they can rely on are a few people in the Jiange.

"Yang Mingxuan will fight on behalf of the Mingshan Sword Sect, but according to the rules mentioned before, alliances are not allowed, right?"

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged and he looked at Tuoba Cheng.

"That's right," Tuoba Cheng nodded, with a serious look on his face: "If the Jiuxuan Sword Sect wants to become the number one in Western Xinjiang, it must fight against all the elites of the entire Western Xinjiang sect."

Those sects that aspire to be among the Nine Sects have already formed alliances with each other. At a critical moment, a sect may have to face the siege of elite disciples from several or dozens of sects.

No one from the various sects in Western Xinjiang dares to say that he is a sure winner.

What's more, if the Jiuxuan Sword Sect wants to get back the sword of ancestor Zhu Shen, it must compete for the first place in the nine-sect competition.

To fight for the first place, to face off against the Lingdao Sect, the largest sect in Western Xinjiang, to overwhelm the Shangyang Demonic Sect, the largest demon sect in Western Xinjiang, to defeat the Taiyi Sword Sect, the largest sword sect in Western Xinjiang, and to compete with all the sects

Be an enemy.

However, in this battle, Jiuxuan Sword Sect has no choice.

If we don't fight today, if the ancestor is allowed to wield his sword, the energy condensed on Jiuxuan Mountain will be dissipated overnight.

Looking at Han Muye, Tuoba Cheng's expression turned solemn: "Han Muye, no matter whether you win or lose this battle, when you return, you will be the young master of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect."

"You can decide the matter on Jiuxuan Mountain with just one word."

Is this a promise or a reward?

This was the first time that Han Muye heard clear arrangements for his future.

As long as he returns to Jiuxuan Mountain alive, he will be the future master of Jiuxuan Sword Sect.

Han Muye glanced at Tuoba Cheng and Jin Ze who were standing behind him, nodded, turned around and walked out of the hall.

Watching Han Muye leave, Kanazawa sighed: "Hey, it's the sect's lack of foundation that makes it so difficult for the younger generation of disciples."

After hearing his words, Tuoba Cheng turned around and said, "Sect Master, as a sword cultivator, if the sword in your hand is not polished from time to time, won't it get rusty?"

"We all think so highly of him, how could he let us down?"

Kanazawa nodded and walked out of the hall.

His figure was a bit stooped, and his robe looked bulky on his body.

Tuoba Cheng followed with a deep halo in his eyes.

Returning to Jiange, the silent Yang Mingxuan stepped forward.

"Senior brother, I."

He looked up at Han Muye.

"Are you going back to Mingshan Sword Sect?" Han Muye nodded and said softly: "After you go back, it's best not to kill anyone."

Hearing his words, Yang Mingxuan was shocked, and a flash of red light flashed in his eyes.

Lowering his gaze, Yang Mingxuan nodded lightly.

"Bring all the elixirs you need with you. Choose a sword that you can handle and take it with you."

"When the competition comes, I may need you to lend a helping hand to the Jiuxuan Sword Sect."

Han Muye laughed and reached out to pat Yang Mingxuan on the shoulder.

When the nine sects compete, they will unite vertically and horizontally, forming an alliance between the sects. The Mingshan Sword Sect where Yang Mingxuan belongs and the Jiuxuan Sword Sect are already in an alliance.

Yang Mingxuan nodded heavily and bowed to Han Muye.

If it weren't for Han Muye and if it weren't for Jiange, Yang Mingxuan would still be a useless person even if he didn't die.

Jiang Ming said that if he didn't practice well, he wouldn't even be qualified to collect Yang Dingshan's body.

At first, he, Yang Mingxuan, did not go to Yunchaoling to collect Yang Dingshan's body.

Now, he wants to fulfill Yang Dingshan's last wish and help the Mingshan Sword Sect become one of the nine sects.

For this goal, even if...

Jiang Ming, Lu Gao and others sent Yang Mingxuan down to Jiuxuan Mountain, while Han Muye sat on the first floor of the sword pavilion and opened the book in front of him.

"Senior Brother Han."

There was a voice coming from the door of Jiange.

Han Muye raised his head, and Bai Suzhen, wearing a moon-white dress, stood in front of the sword pavilion.

She did not stop outside the sword pavilion, but stepped in slowly.

"Buzz"

The moment Bai Suzhen stepped into the sword pavilion, all the swords in the first floor of the sword pavilion vibrated slightly, and a sharp sword energy filled the air.

The cold and cold sword energy made Bai Suzhen tremble all over and her face turned pale.

Han Muye sat there, his expression unchanged.

Bai Suzhen stepped forward and placed a small cloth bag in front of Han Muye.

"Senior Brother Han, I have collected all the elixirs of the fifth-grade elixir."

Bai Suzhen entrusted Han Muye to refine the Jade Bone Pill. It took three years to finally collect the elixir.

Han Muye did not reach for the elixir, but just looked up at Bai Suzhen.

There was an unspeakable emotion in Bai Suzhen's eyes. She took a deep breath and stared at Han Muye.

"Senior Brother Han, if I take something away from the sword pavilion, will you take action?"

She bit her lip, her palms pressing on the long desk looked pale.

"Li Mubai wants you to return to Shangyang Demon Sect?" Han Muye suddenly said.

Bai Suzhen nodded.

Han Muye raised his hand, pulled out the small black sword stuck in his hair, and placed it on the long desk.

"Is this what you want?"

Bai Suzhen's eyes paused, then nodded.
To be continued...