The disciples of the Ziwei Sect had no idea that their contemporary second senior brother would be defeated by this sword. At this moment, an old man wearing a luxurious purple robe walked out.
"No wonder, no wonder even Zeng Sheng's Heaven-Breaking Sword is no match. It turns out that this little hand is holding the Haotian Sword, the sect's most important treasure!"
The old man who spoke was the current leader of the Ziwei Sect. His words immediately caused an uproar like a stone dropped into a lake, and the disciples of the Ziwei Sect exclaimed one after another.
"This is actually the Haotian Sword, the treasure of the Haotian Sect. What on earth is going on?"
"I know the reason. Originally, the Haotian Sect lost a bet with the Xuanwu Sect a thousand years ago and left the Haotian Sect behind the Xuanwu Sect. But why did it suddenly fall into the hands of this kid now?"
"Is it possible that Xuanwu Sect specially gave this man surnamed Tang to increase his combat power to cope with the eight sects' martial arts competitions?"
"It's possible. It seems that in order to deal with the next eight sects' martial arts competition, Xuanwu Sect has really worked hard, but so what, even if it has a sword, it will not help at all. After all, the bottom sect will always be
Bottom!"
"I'm really curious, what would the Haotian Sect think if they knew that their sect-suppressing treasure was taken away by others?"
Naturally, Zeng Sheng heard the exclamations and comments around him. He gritted his teeth and said, "Is this knife in your hand really the Haotian Sword of the Haotian Sect?"
Tang Feng chuckled and said, "What else do you think? Do you think it is really a woodcutter?"
At this moment, the Haotian Sword carried on Tang Feng's back let out a sharp chirping sound again, which was like a cheer for the winner, but also a mockery of the loser.
Zeng Sheng clenched his hands and was speechless, especially the Sky-Breaking Sword in his hand. At this moment, he was completely immersed in it, and even he could hardly feel the movement of the sword spirit.
In other words, in the confrontation between two magical weapons just now, the Haotian Sword in the opponent's hand almost destroyed the blade spirit of the Potian Sword. This not only made Zeng Sheng feel distressed but also extremely angry.
"Since this is the treasure of the Haotian Sect, where did you get it from?" Zeng Sheng asked.
Tang Feng did not answer his question because he felt it was simply redundant.
But at this time, the leader of Ziwei Sect slowly walked over and said with a smile: "Although his sword is the treasure of Haotian Sect, it was obtained by his own ability."
"With his own abilities?" Zeng Sheng's eyes widened, not quite understanding.
Ziwei Sect Leader Zi Tianxing waved his hand slightly and said: "Okay, retreat, you are always so impulsive. Tomorrow is the eight sects' martial arts competition, and you will be able to fight me all!"
Zeng Sheng did not dare to say any more, but just as he was about to turn around, his eyes suddenly stared at Tang Feng and said word by word: "Since you have the Haotian Sword in your hand, I am not convinced that I was defeated by the Sky-breaking Sword in the previous confrontation.
However, I hope you and I won’t run into the eight sects’ martial arts competition tomorrow, otherwise I will teach you how powerful my Sky-Breaking Sword is!”
After saying this, Zeng Sheng turned away with a cold snort. He originally wanted to say something when he walked to Zhuge Furong, but he was a little embarrassed by the competition just now, so it was not easy to say more at this time.
Zhuge Furong didn't know what to say, but she vaguely felt that Tang Feng would not be relaxed tomorrow. Not to mention the Ziwei Sect on his side, the Haotian Sect would probably target him strongly.
Zi Tianxing, the leader of Ziwei Sect, then turned around and looked Tang Feng up and down, stroking his beard and smiling: "You are little friend Tang Feng, right?"
Tang Feng nodded. At this time, he probably knew the identity of the other party. He cupped his hands and said, "I am Tang Feng. I have met the leader of the Ziwei Sect!"
Ziwei Sect Master nodded and said: "Young Tang can obtain this Haotian Sword with his own ability. His skill must be extraordinary, so I wish you good results tomorrow!"
After saying this, Liu Tianxin walked up. After all, the leader of the other sect came out, so he had no choice but to say something shabby.
After the two sect leaders were polite to each other, Zi Tianxing, the leader of the Ziwei sect, turned around and returned to the team, then headed towards the mountain gate of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect.
Among the large troops of the Ziwei Sect, the guy wearing a gray loose robe and wearing wooden clogs was still walking at the end quite unsociably, keeping a distance from the other disciples around him.
And it seemed that the other disciples didn't dare to get too close, even Zeng Sheng didn't dare. Only Zitianxing, the leader of Ziwei Sect, suddenly thought of something, and then deliberately slowed down and leaned towards this unsociable guy.
.
Originally, if he were an ordinary disciple, he would be very nervous when he saw his sect master approaching, and he would have to salute. However, this guy didn't even look at him, and he still walked slowly, casually and uninhibitedly on his wooden clogs.
Go forward.
He stared straight into the distance, his eyes seemed empty, but upon closer inspection, it seemed that no one could catch his eyes, not even the Ziwei Sect Master could make him look back.
Zi Tianxing seemed not to be surprised and asked directly: "I think you have noticed the boy named Tang just now, right?"
This guy was still looking straight into the distance with his chest raised, and he still didn't pull his gaze back. He just said: "Pay attention? He is not worthy yet!"
The short six words were spoken in a cold voice, filled with a sense of arrogance and detachment.
Zi Tianxing couldn't help but nodded and sighed: "Indeed, judging from your talent and luck, no one among your peers is qualified to get your attention."
This guy didn't speak, he still stepped on his wooden clogs and walked forward step by step at a constant pace.
Zi Tianxing thought for a while and then asked: "Since the guy named Tang from the Xuanwu Sect can seize the Haotian Sword, it means that he must be extraordinary."
The guy wearing clogs suddenly stopped and turned to glare at the Ziwei Sect Master. The Ziwei Sect Master was stunned and had to stop.
"What's wrong?" Zi Tianxing couldn't help but ask.
"That one named Tang?" The guy wearing clogs suddenly said: "One move is enough to defeat him!"
After saying these words, this contemporary eldest brother of the Ziwei Sect, who is also the first person on the Pan-Asian Prodigy List, and holds the title of the First Sword Immortal, stepped forward again with his head held high.
Master Ziwei was almost stunned for several breaths, then shook his head and sighed, saying: "Your talent and luck are certainly good, but the world is vast, and the genius is far from limited to the Pan-Asian land. As the saying goes, the world is too big.
It's hard and easy to break, you still haven't understood this yet, it's really worrying!"
Zi Tianxing understands that if such a self-proclaimed and peerless genius can have a smooth journey, he will probably achieve great achievements in the end. However, if he suffers setbacks or is surpassed by his peers, it is very likely that
Your confidence will be frustrated and you may even go astray.
"The road to martial arts never goes smoothly!" Zi Tianxing said secretly in his heart.