Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the place where the sword light flashed exploded.
The entire hall was thrown away, the sword light flashed, and the world became dark.
When Wang Xuan regained consciousness, he looked around and found that he was in a courtyard.
"Good boy, are you okay?"
"I've seen Elder Gao, I've seen the sect leader, and the disciple is fine."
"Okay, okay, Wang Xuan, let me see the sword in your hand."
As soon as he appeared, Li Wanjian stared at Wang Xuan's sword, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and spoke.
"Uh, Master, please take a look."
After a moment's hesitation, Wang Xuan handed over the Heaven Sacrifice Sword.
The situation is stronger than the person. Li Wanjian is much stronger than him. If he really protects him, he will only make the other party unhappy.
"Good...good sword, really a good sword, this is...this is a sacrifice..."
Before he could say the word "天", Li Wanjian felt as if he was struck by lightning. He couldn't help but let go of the sword in his hand and took a few steps back, with a look of shock on his face.
"How come you, the sect leader, are so impatient? You must be at a disadvantage now."
Elder Gao didn't have any sympathy for Li Wanjian's injury. Instead, he felt a little gloating about his misfortune.
"call!"
With a long sigh, Li Wanjian calmed down and looked at Wang Xuan with a complicated face.
"It doesn't matter, it's time and destiny. Our sect is not so lucky after all."
"metropolitan......"
"Needless to say, it is our sect that has obtained your fate. In this case, we will give you a task today. You must participate in the exchange competition in three months."
Waving his hand to stop what Wang Xuan was about to say, Li Wanjian slowly opened his mouth and revealed an unexpected piece of news.
"Li, do you want to die? The exchange competition, the exchange competition, is a battle of life and death. You let such a child from the spiritual realm participate in the life and death battle of the spiritual realm. What are your intentions?"
Before Wang Xuan spoke, Elder Gao suddenly stood up and scolded angrily.
After the explanation, Wang Xuan finally understood the whole story.
It turns out that Wan Jian Sect and Wan Dao Sect have a competition, or a battle, every three years.
Each sect sends five true disciples from the spiritual realm to participate in the battle, compete in the ring, and engage in wheel battles.
In other words, if one person is sent out and is strong, he can defeat six people on the opposite side.
If someone is defeated, the winner must go to the stage to face the challenge of the next person.
At the end of such a battle, either all five people will be killed, or everyone on both sides will die together.
Once there is no winner, reserve personnel must be sent to play until the winner is determined.
The two sects, Wanjian Sect and Wandao Sect, have been hating each other for a long time, and they wish they could kill each other completely.
After a long period of fighting, the strength of the two sects declined, so after high-level negotiations, a so-called exchange competition was formulated.
"Wandao Sect? Sect Master, please rest assured that the disciples promise to participate when the time comes."
"Okay, okay, as expected of the Inner Sect Senior Brother, you have three months to make good use of it."
With Wang Xuan's guarantee, Li Wanjian was also overjoyed. He ignored Elder Gao's beard blowing and glaring at the side and nodded with satisfaction.
"Uh, sect leader, I have an unkind request. I would like to take a leave of absence and go home."
"Are you going home? This trip may be a little uneven. I suggest you practice in the sect."
"Yes, yes, boy Wang, you will practice with me for these three months. Don't worry, with my guidance, I can't guarantee that you will be able to break through to the spiritual realm."
Even Wang Xuan did not expect that his request would be unanimously opposed by the sect leader and Elder Gao.
"Sect Master, Elder Gao, this disciple only went back to settle some private matters. I feel uneasy after it has been delayed for so long."
"In this case, if you hold this token, just crush it if anything happens. Our sect will rush over as soon as possible."
Nodding, Wang Xuan took the golden token handed over by the sect leader and put it directly into the storage bag.
"Well, with the token given to you by the sect master, then I, Lao Gao, don't have to do anything extra."
"Thank you, Master."
"Okay, go ahead, pack up, and return to the clan as soon as possible."
After thanking the sect leader and Elder Gao, Wang Xuan walked straight down the mountain.
When passing Elder Sun Yuxian, I found that he seemed to be in a state of enlightenment. He paused slightly and then went down the mountain.
"This kid, well, you shouldn't put so much pressure on him."
"It's not like you don't know the situation in the sect. If there is a problem with Duanmai, coupled with the pressure from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and there are some ghosts and snake gods with different ideas, how can we not put some pressure on this kid?"
"That's okay. I'll go back and see how he does it this time. If his murderous intentions are too serious, I'm afraid he won't be able to pass the Excalibur level by then, and it won't be easy to communicate with the higher-ups."
There are no quiet years, but some people are carrying the burden in secret.
Within the sect, even Li Wanjian, the leader of the sect, is sometimes at a loss.
Under heavy pressure and constant resistance, they still gritted their teeth and persisted.
In order to enter the Broken Vein Battlefield, Wang Xuan did not move to Neimen Mountain before. When he came back this time, he did not want to move again. According to his idea, he would officially leave the sect early tomorrow morning and go back to Xuanyang City to have a look.
When we arrived at Waimen Mountain, by coincidence, both Qian Siming and Qin Jue were there.
Before entering the sword tomb, Xiaohu was entrusted to Qian Siming to take care of him.
Seeing Wang Xuan appear, the little tiger jumped up and lay directly on his shoulders, wagging his tail and licking Wang Xuan's cheek with his tongue from time to time.
"Brother Qian, Senior Brother Qin."
"Hahaha, now we have to call you Senior Brother Wang. You are now the Senior Brother of the Inner Sect."
"Haha, they are all just false names."
Waimen Mountain is their base camp, and it is also convenient for Qian Siming to send people up the mountain to take care of them.
It is worth mentioning that some time ago, the Qian family seemed to have encountered difficulties, but after learning that Qian Siming had good relations with Wang Xuan and others, many problems were immediately solved.
Therefore, Qian Siming admired Wang Xuan extremely and at the same time was extremely grateful.
"Senior Brother Wang, my family asked me to bring this to you to save you from having to make another trip."
While talking, Qian Siming handed over a storage bag.
After taking it, he saw that the storage bag contained many gadgets, which he had purchased in Wanjian City last time.
"Brother Qian, please thank Mr. Qian for me. I will definitely pay you a visit when I have time."
I mentioned it before, but Qian Siming unexpectedly remembered it.
He took a deep look at the other person and nodded secretly. Qian Siming's face was calm, and he no longer had the alienation before. It seemed that someone from the Qian family should have mentioned him.
Under the service of the maid arranged by Qian Siming, they drank happily until late at night.
Returning to the room with drunken eyes, Wang Xuan shook his head, cleared his mind, pointed with his index finger, and forced out the alcohol.
Opening the door gently, looking at the twinkling stars, his eyes flashed, he tapped his toes, and he was already floating down the mountain, running towards the outside of the sect.
A man in black stood up outside the sect, smiled coldly, and followed in the direction Wang Xuan left.
"As expected, you are as cunning as a fox. Let's see how you escape this time."