Ten days later, Jun Wushuang and Lin Mengyao had a final battle!
This news immediately caused a sensation within the Wanjian Emperor Sect.
"Tell me, who will win the battle ten days from now?"
"Who knows, this Holy Son Xuanhuang is invincible. Even Senior Brother Wuliang is no match for him. Among the younger generation, there are not many people in the Eastern Region who can overwhelm him!"
"But Lin Mengyao got the Dazang Tianlong Sword, which is the number one peerless sword of our Wanjian Emperor Sect, and it is also an emperor sword. In addition, it has been carefully cultivated by the sect leader in the past six months. No one can say how strong it is now.
Not allowed."
"Yes, since the sect master has this idea, it means that he still has a certain degree of confidence in Lin Mengyao, and maybe he can really win this time."
"We are all disciples of the Wanjian Emperor Sect. Naturally, we hope that Lin Mengyao can win. Everything will happen in ten days."
Everyone was talking a lot, all talking about the final battle ten days later.
This time Jun Wushuang's challenge defeated the spirit of the entire Wanjian Emperor Sect.
After all, even the first swordsman, Wuliang Jianzi, was defeated by Jun Wushuang.
Their pride is naturally no longer pride.
But they didn't give up.
Because they still have Lin Mengyao.
The final battle ten days later is the battle where the face of the Wanjian Emperor Sect is at stake.
The disciples prayed in their hearts, hoping that Lin Mengyao could defeat Jun Wushuang and save face.
The recruitment ceremony has ended.
Jun Wushuang did not leave either. He was arranged by Leiyin Sword Master to rest in the guest room.
As for Xie Anran, he was taken away by Qingyun Sword Master.
The sequelae of god-level forbidden arts are nothing to Jun Wushuang.
The Wanjian Emperor Sect was rich in spiritual energy. Jun Wushuang used the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique, coupled with some of his own spiritual stones and elixirs, to recover in less than three days.
During these three days, no one came to disturb Jun Wushuang.
Although the disciples of the Wanjian Emperor Sect hated Jun Wushuang, they also admired his great strength.
Even if there are villains like Feng Zhiling, they are still in the minority.
After Jun Wushuang recovered, Mo Xingyun took the initiative to come to the door.
"Wushuang, I brought good wine to see you!"
Mo Xingyun walked into the guest room carrying a jar of wine and a smile on his face.
"This is the peach blossom wine unique to the Wanjian Emperor Sect. Cut off a peach blossom and brew a jar of strong wine!"
"This wine not only has the fragrance of peach blossoms, but also has the edge of a sword. You can try it!"
Mo Xingyun poured a glass of wine and handed it to Jun Wushuang, asking him to taste it.
Jun Wushuang smiled slightly and did not refuse.
He was not afraid that there was something wrong with the wine. First of all, he believed in Mo Xingyun and the Wanjian Emperor Sect.
Secondly, he possesses the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Skill, so even if there is something wrong with the wine, it will not be able to harm him.
The aroma of the wine is rich, as if you are in a peach blossom forest in full bloom.
But in addition to the aroma of wine, there is also a sharp sense of sword.
It was as if there was a peerless swordsman, holding a sharp sword and dancing in the peach blossom forest.
The sword light is flying, the peach blossoms are in pieces, the artistic conception is very high, and the wine smell is very strong.
“Good wine!”
Jun Wushuang was not stingy with his praise.
Mo Xingyun gave Jun Wushuang a refill, but was also poured one by himself.
"I am here today not only on behalf of myself, but also on behalf of Qingyun Sword Master and Leiyin Sword Master."
While Mo Xingyun tasted the peach blossom wine, he revealed his purpose of coming without any secret.
"In the battle at the recruitment ceremony, you defeated Feng Zhiling and Wuliang Jianzi. Although this incident brought disgrace to the Wanjian Emperor Sect, it is not a bad thing for the higher-ups."
Mo Xingyun smiled and spoke to relieve Jun Wushuang's hostility.
"I understand, they use me as a whetstone!"
Jun Wushuang smiled, having already guessed what Sword Master Leiyin was thinking.
Mo Xingyun nodded and continued.
"That's right, the Wanjian Emperor Sect is too powerful. Without the God Clan, few people in the entire Eastern Region can compete with it."
"If you don't have long-term worries, you will have immediate worries. Under this kind of strength, it breeds the pride of the disciples, and this pride is turning into arrogance."
"The senior officials of the Wanjian Emperor Sect don't want to see the disciples below being arrogant, so they have been thinking of ways."
"Your appearance is a good whetstone for the Wanjian Emperor Sect. It can sharpen not only ordinary disciples, but also the top ten swordsmen."
"After Feng Zhiling and Wuliang Jianzi were defeated by you, they realized their shame and became brave. They both said that after recovering from their injuries, they would work hard to practice and regain their place. The other eight swordsmen also worked hard and wanted to become better.
powerful."
"Even the ordinary disciples are holding back their energy. The atmosphere of the entire Wanjian Emperor Sect has changed from impetuous to diligent. All this is due to you."
Mo Xingyun came with a mission this time.
At this time, he expressed the thoughts of the senior officials of Wanjian Emperor Sect in detail.
"This matter is indeed a matter of great benefit and no harm to the Wanjian Emperor Sect."
"It's just that for me, I need to bear more pressure, because I, the grindstone, have become the target of everyone's revenge. Once I can't bear it, my end will be miserable."
"But why do they ask you to tell me this?"
Jun Wushuang is extremely intelligent, has already understood everything, and is mentally prepared.
After all, he came to the Wanjian Emperor Sect just to suppress those who coveted Lin Mengyao.
The only thing he didn't understand was why the senior officials of the Wanjian Emperor Sect wanted to tell him through Mo Xingyun's mouth.
Deliberately showing off a sense of power and superiority?
Jun Wushuang felt that they should not be so boring.
"The Wanjian Emperor Sect is still a well-known and decent sect. Villains like Feng Zhiling and Li Yuanxiu are in the minority after all."
"Leiyin Sword Master and Qingyun Sword Master asked me to tell you this to appease you and let you know that although they use you as a whetstone, they will not stab you in the back."
"And Sword Master Leiyin specifically told me to tell you something."
"They won't let you be a whetstone for nothing."
Having said this, Mo Xingyun raised his wine glass.
"The Yin Fire Ghost Saint of the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Thunder Sound Sword Saint have seriously injured him for you and will not come to trouble you again in the short term."
"This is your reward for being a whetstone!"
What?
Thunder Sound Sword Saint seriously injured Yinhuo Ghost Saint?
Jun Wushuang was really surprised. He didn't expect that the Thunder Sound Sword Saint actually knew about the grudge between him and the Yinhuo Ghost Saint, and even seriously injured him for himself.
The Yinhuo Ghost Saint is very powerful. If he keeps watching you, Jun Wushuang will be in danger all the time.
Now that the Yinhuo Ghost Saint has escaped with serious injuries, Jun Wushuang's danger has been eliminated.
This is definitely great news for Jun Wushuang.
"Thunder Sound Sword Master!"
Jun Wushuang was a little surprised and a little surprised.
Sword Master Leiyin's move actually relieved a lot of the resentment in his heart.
"Wushuang, although I have joined the Wanjian Emperor Sect, I still hope that you can make great progress."
"I'd like to toast you with this glass of wine!"
Mo Xingyun raised his glass.
Jun Wushuang smiled slightly and raised his glass as well.
Ding!
When the wine glasses are touched, everything is in the wine!