Qiantian Sword Sect, Wei Zong slowly opened his eyes and woke up from his cultivation.
At this time, seven days have passed since he went into seclusion. Within these seven days, Wei Zong has completely refined the relic, and the abundant power in it has completely turned into a source of nourishment for Wei Zong's body. The final result is , there was originally only one hundred sword pattern on Wei Zong's shoulder, but now it has expanded to three.
Wei Zong naturally stood there, feeling an incredibly powerful feeling coming from him.
In fact, this was also the case. The surge in the immortal sword body's advancement made Wei Zong feel as if he had endless power, and every move he made was filled with endless destructive power.
I lightly stomped my feet, boom...
The entire mountain peak trembled, as if it was overwhelmed and about to collapse.
Seeing this, Wei Zong stopped quickly. He was quite satisfied with the realm of the Immortal Sword Body. He just didn't know if he could fight Fang Xinghuan with his current strength.
After leaving the cave, Wei Zong was a little surprised to find that Zhao Chunfeng was not there. Originally, he had told Zhao Chunfeng that he was going to perform a mission outside the sect, but since the other party was not here, forget it.
Wei Zong shook his head and rushed towards the Ling Pavilion.
He remembered that Ling Pavilion was not only a place for exchanging resources, but also for accepting tasks.
After arriving at the Ling Pavilion, Wei Zong quickly found the white jade that posted the mission, and searched it with his eyes, preparing to find a mission that suited him.
Soon, Wei Zong's eyes paused and he locked onto a task.
Mission: Kill the demonic warrior, Wang Lie!
Difficulty: Those who accept the task should have a cultivation level of Jiyijing or above.
Details: Wang Lie is a demonic warrior who has emerged during this period. His cultivation is suspected to be at the third level of the extreme artistic conception. He relies on killing people to practice his martial arts and is extremely cruel. Even some small sects cannot resist his demonic power and are destroyed by him. Therefore, As one of the strongest sects in Hanlong State, the Qiantian Sword Sect has the responsibility to eradicate it.
Reward: 50,000 sect contribution points.
Note: This animal is extremely ferocious and cunning, so it should not be underestimated!
"This is not bad!" Wei Zong looked at the task and calculated that 50,000 contribution points would be 500 high-grade Yuan Stones. The reward is still good. The opponent's strength is not weak, and it can just play a role in sharpening him.
"Then let's take this!" No longer hesitating, Wei Zong reached out and tore off the task list directly, and walked towards the Ling Pavilion.
"Do you really want to take this mission?"
The old man looked at Wei Zong in surprise, and then solemnly warned Wei Zong: "You have to read it clearly. It says that it is recommended for warriors who are above the extreme artistic realm to receive it. Little brother, you are only at the Ten Thousand Jun Realm. I advise you to still Let’s try another task, it’s not easy to cultivate to this point, so don’t make the mistake!”
"No need, I will choose this task!" Wei Zong said lightly, his attitude extremely firm.
"Oh well!"
Sighing, since Wei Zong was so determined, he couldn't say anything. After imprinting it with his soul, the old man handed the task list to Wei Zong and said sternly: "Remember, if you fail to come back to hand over the task within a month, Mission, then even if this mission fails, do you understand?"
"Know!"
Wei Zong took the task list, turned around and walked out of the Ling Pavilion.
The sunlight outside was a bit dazzling, and Wei Zong squinted his eyes slightly. Then, he turned his head, and his gaze was in the direction of the mountain peak where Fang Xinghuan was.
After stopping for a moment, Wei Zong smiled coldly and rushed out of the sect.
High in the sky, where Ba Ziming and Nangong Yuxing live.
Zhao Chunfeng was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his eyes closed tightly, and he was lost in darkness.
Ba Ziming's eyes were also closed, but he was not practicing, but taking a nap. At this moment, Nangong Yuxing walked towards the two of them, and beside Ba Ziming, he said softly: "Brother, Wei Zong
I accepted the mission at Ling Pavilion and am ready to leave the sect!"
"oh?"
Ba Ziming's eyes moved, and he lightly passed over Zhao Chunfeng in front of him. Then, he smiled and said: "This is a good thing. Soon there will be a big crisis in the sect. He can just go out and take shelter to avoid unnecessary disasters."
"I think so too." Nangong Yuxing nodded: "It's just..."
Having said this, he frowned again.
Ba Ziming naturally knew why his junior brother frowned. In the perception of the two of them, shortly after Wei Zong left, a fiery aura quickly passed through the sect and chased in the direction of Wei Zong.
"It's Fang Xinghuan!"
Ba Ziming said calmly: "Wei Zong is not his opponent now, so...junior brother, I have to trouble you again!"
With that said, Ba Ziming looked at Nangong Yuxing.
"I see!"
After lightly nodding, Nangong Yuxing disappeared directly.
Boom!
Because the speed was so fast, Fang Xinghuan's figure even left a trail of afterimages in the air.
"Soon, soon!"
Feeling the aura not far ahead, Fang Xinghuan could already sense that he was getting closer to that aura.
He was overjoyed to learn that Wei Zong was leaving the sect. In addition, as far as he knew, the mysterious woman had already left the sect. Now he wanted to deal with Wei Zong, and it was finally possible.
No more obstacles.
However, just when he was about to reach the border of the sect.
A faint voice suddenly sounded in the air.
"go back!"
Although the voice was calm, it was like thunder, exploding in Fang Xinghuan's ears, making him dizzy.
"who is it!"
Fang Xinghuan's expression changed, and his Yuan Power suddenly began to move, wrapping himself tightly.
However……
There was no attack.
Fang Xinghuan looked up strangely and found an indifferent figure holding a sword standing in front of him at some unknown moment.
"Deputy...Deputy Sect Master!"
Seeing this person, Fang Xinghuan's throat rolled and he swallowed with difficulty.
"go back!"
Nangong Yuxing spoke again. Compared with the calm tone before, this time it was more unquestionable.
"I……"
Fang Xinghuan opened his mouth and was about to say something.
However……
"go back!!!"
Nangong Yuxing spoke for the third time, and the sky seemed to recall countless big explosions, which exploded directly on top of Fang Xinghuan's head, blackening his vision, as if one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.
"puff!"
Unable to bear it anymore, Fang Xinghuan spurted out blood. After spitting out blood, Fang Xinghuan glanced at Nangong Yuxing bitterly, understood his attitude, and turned around to leave.
After Fang Xinghuan left, Nangong Yuxing also shook his head and disappeared.
Outside the Qiantian Sword Sect, Wei Zong was waiting here quietly. As if he felt something, Wei Zong turned around and looked inside the Qiantian Sword Sect.
"Did Nangong Yuxing intervene? It seems that Fang Xinghuan can't come, forget it!"
Seemingly disappointed, Wei Zong jumped up and left.