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Chapter 592

The young man who appeared at this time was naturally Li Haoxuan, and only he could ignore the huge golden sword behind Shen Langtao.

"In the past, this was the Chunyang Sword Sect, but it does not mean that it is the Chunyang Sword Sect now." After Li Haoxuan finished speaking, Shen Langtao had not had time to answer. A middle-aged man sitting below holding a folding fan had already stood up and said to Li Haoxuan's back, "Who are you?"

"Li Haoxuan." Li Haoxuan replied, "If you don't change your name or your surname, you will never change your surname. When you used the great power of changing the world to fight with the same name, it was a last resort to test your cultivation. But now facing these native chickens and dogs around you, he really has no mood or energy to play any conspiracies, so what if he shows off his name?

"Li Haoxuan? I haven't heard of it." Seeing that Shen Langtao did not say anything to stop him, the middle-aged man immediately understood it and couldn't help but take a step forward and said, "Are you a disciple of the Chunyang Sword Sect?"

"That's not." Li Haoxuan waved his hand, looked at the golden giant sword behind Shen Langtao, and suddenly said, "The sword is good."

"Hmph! Isn't Chunyang disciple, why are you here to do?" The middle-aged man looked angry. After talking for so long, the man in front of him had never even turned his head back. He couldn't help but make him angry and said sternly, "The Sword Alliance discusses major issues here, and no idle people are allowed to enter! The leader of Alliance Shen is kind-hearted and does not want to care about you, but that doesn't mean you can be unscrupulous. If you go out now, we can leave the past, but if you dare to continue to act wildly, don't blame us for being rude!"

"How about you being polite?" Li Haoxuan finally turned around and said to the middle-aged man in front of him. His youthful and excessive face made everyone present feel inexplicably tremble.

No one here is a fool. This person can face Shen Langtao directly, which proves his strong strength. What's more, how can an idle monk be qualified to stand under this martial arts golden sword? Everything the middle-aged man said before was just to test the other party. Otherwise, if he really meets a blind man and then suppresses him with his hands, who would still talk to him for a while?

"Chen Hanxian! This is the hospitality method of your Chunyang Sword Sect? Don't you think you should give us an explanation?" At this moment, the deputy leader looked at Chen Hanxian and said coldly, "We came to discuss the rescue plan. If you delay time, can't you even ensure a quiet environment now? This is the style of your Chunyang Sword Sect? What do you mean? When there is no one in our Jiandao Alliance? Humph, if we weren't afraid of being overused, we wouldn't mind helping you!"

"Isn't it too late to say that it's too late to say "overrepresentatives"?" At this moment, an old voice came from outside the door, and then a group of four men entered in a row. First, the man's hair and beard were all white, which was Feng Tianxing.

"I have seen Elder Feng, you are here." Chen Hanxian hurriedly got up when he saw this person, and greeted him with sweat on his head, bowed and said.

"Thank you for your hard work, you can sit down." Feng Tianxing nodded slightly, signaled to the other party to take the seat, and then smiled and continued to say to the deputy leader, "I still remember that yesterday, the deputy leader claimed that this place was the place of the sword alliance. Why do you say that this place is the Chunyang Sword Sect now? The contradictions are incomparable!"

"Feng Tianxing, it would be best if you dare to show up!" The deputy leader didn't care about these words and said directly, "You have pushed for more than ten days about this cooperation! Today is the deadline for our Jiandao Alliance. If you avoid it, don't blame us for not helping us if something bad happens in the future!"

"The Chunyang Sword Sect has been not weaker than others since the founder of the ancestors. Even if you are alone for a lifetime, you can be self-reliant! Our Chunyang Sword Sect understands the kindness of the Sword Alliance. It is better to forget about this cooperation. It is related to my reputation for the Chunyang Sword Sect for the rest of my life. I really can't afford it!" Feng Tianxing spoke and said without hesitation. Then Feng Tianxing stepped forward and bowed to Shen Langtao who was sitting on the throne of the Black Jade God, saying, "The leader of the Shenzhen League has been very laborious in the past few days. I am really sorry. I have to do it this time with the kindness of the leader of the league this time. I hope you forgive me!"

"Hmph! Can you make up for the time so many of us waste here with just one word of forgiveness? Old man, you look down on yourself too much, right?" After Feng Tianxing said, the people from the Jiandao Alliance were furious. One of them slapped the chair under him with a thump, staring at Feng Tianxing in a bad tone and said.

"You can make up for the loss. Twenty pieces of spirit stones. As long as you can take them out, I, Xiaoyao Sanren, will leave immediately!" A young monk wearing a wide Taoist robe, like a clean and breeze, stepped forward and said to Feng Tianxing.

"Twenty spirit stones! Why don't you rob it?" Chen Hanxian had just sat down. Hearing this, he couldn't help but get furious and shouted loudly, "You haven't plundered enough in my Chunyang Sword Sect these ten days? You still want spirit stones now? Dreaming!"

"What did you say?" Xiaoyao Sanren's face changed when he heard this, and his body instantly became ethereal, as if he was about to drift away with the wind.

Sneak! At this moment, a wisp of sword energy suddenly roared past, and a clanging sound was slashing towards Chen Hanxian. Suddenly, a white phantom flashed leisurely and reappeared in the position where Xiaoyao Sanren was before.

"The Pure Yang Sword Qi is indeed well-known." Xiaoyao Sanren's face turned pale in an instant. Xiaoyao's intention was gone and he said with a gloomy face.

"The soul of Sanren Duan Xiaoyaoyou is also extraordinary, I'm willing to give in." Feng Tianxing spoke with a calm expression, as if the sword before him was just an understatement to him. However, everyone present was strong, and Feng Tianxing's cultivation was able to be estimated from that sword alone. Everyone was vigilant. Unexpectedly, there was another such master besides Chunyang Sword Sect. If they really fought, it would be inevitable that they would win, but they would have to lose several lives.

Shen Langtao's expression was always calm. Feng Tianxing's sword was nothing to him. With the martial arts golden sword, Feng Tianxing's realm would be suppressed no matter how high Feng Tianxing's realm was. What he was really wary of was still the young man carrying the black long sword. His temperament of being calm and uneasy made him feel great uneasy.

"Even if I am a rude in today's affairs, I will definitely come to the door to apologize after the head of the sect returns in the future. If the sword alliance is useful in the future, we must go through fire and water, and we will never refuse." Feng Tianxing looked at Shen Langtao again and said seriously, "I wonder what Shen Alliance has to do with his ideas?"
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