In his own sect's main hall, taking advantage of the sect's momentum to strike, he was unable to hurt the opponent at all, not even an inch of his sword could move forward.
This kind of scene is said to be nothing more than this, and it is true.
But this person who is said to be nothing more than this is the master of the Mitian Sword Sect, the number one person in the Mitian Sword Sect, and the strongest in the Mitian Sword Sect in terms of training and combat power. He is even the top expert within a radius of thousands of miles.
Such a character, nothing more than that?
There was silence above the main hall.
Everyone looked at Su Juesheng in horror as he walked into the hall step by step.
"Who are you!" Xia Mingtang's face was tense and he pointed forward with the long sword in his hand.
Behind him, dazzling lights surged.
This is the power of the Mitian Sword Sect's mountain-protecting formation gathering, and the original power of heaven and earth brewing.
The energy, blood and origin of the peak masters and elders in the main hall also flowed intertwined and flowed towards Xia Mingtang.
This is to borrow the power of one sect.
If it were elsewhere, Xia Mingtang wouldn't be able to do this.
But this is the main hall of the Mitian Sword Sect.
This is the strongest place of the Mitian Sword Sect.
"I heard that the Mitian Sword Sect has a sword house, and there are many good swords in it?" Su Juesheng's voice suddenly sounded.
Raise sword house?
Good sword?
Did the other party come here to raise the sword in the house?
Xia Mingtang and everyone in the main hall were stunned.
If the opponent is an invading enemy, then there is no harm in fighting to the death.
But if the opponent just comes to get a sword, there is no need for the Mitian Sword Sect to fight to the death.
The Mitian Sword Sect is a sect, not a small family fighting for the sake of their own will.
The most basic thing a sect can do is to be able to bend and stretch.
"If you want a sword, I, the Mitian Sword Sect, can give you a good sword in the sword house." Xia Mingtang looked at Su Juesheng walking forward and spoke loudly.
These words made Su Juesheng stop in his tracks.
Any drama?
Everyone in the main hall breathed a sigh of relief.
Su Juesheng put too much pressure on them.
"A good sword is given away in the Sword Raising House as soon as it is given away. Why does Tianfengling only give ten Pantian Stones as a reward?"
Su Juesheng's voice echoed in the hall.
For a moment, the hall was in a state of confusion.
What's the meaning?
Where did this person in front of me come from?
How to take care of things on Tianfeng Ridge?
Such a strong man went to Mitian Peak just for the sake of those ten Pantian Stones?
A look of confusion flashed across Xia Mingtang's face, and then he said, "Fellow Taoist, where did you come from?"
Su Juesheng laughed, and his figure actually dispersed from where he was.
The moment his figure disappeared, everyone in the hall felt their hair stand on end.
It was a tense feeling of being stared at by a poisonous snake, as if a sword was hanging above my head.
"when--"
The sword edge appeared three feet in front of Xia Mingtang, and was blocked by a golden light curtain.
The sword's edge struck the light curtain, and the light curtain shone brightly, with cracks appearing, but it was not broken by the sword.
But this kind of scene is simply unimaginable to everyone in the hall.
This curtain of light in front of Xia Mingtang is the gathering of the power of the entire Mitian Sword Sect, gathered in a large formation.
A sword that can break through this light barrier would at least have the power to destroy the Tao!
"Are you in the realm of Dao Destruction?"
"Why did you commit such an assassination with such a level of cultivation?"
Xia Mingtang spoke in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on the figure appearing in front of him.
A person in the realm of Dao Destruction can run amok within a radius of 30,000 miles, do whatever he wants, and get whatever he wants.
How can such a person come to the Great Hall of the Mitian Sword Sect to assassinate him?
"Assassination?" Su Juesheng shook his head, raised his hand, took out a jade box, and threw it forward.
"I'm just here to return this thing to you."
The figure dispersed and reappeared at the entrance of the Mitian Sword Sect's main hall.
"I really don't know what you think, but you sent Miyuefeng away with ten pieces of Pantian Stone."
The voice is still there, but the person has disappeared.
In the main hall, except for the slowly dissipating light curtain and the light of Qi and blood, there was no movement and no one spoke.
Everyone was stunned by this easy way of coming and going.
What kind of person can regard the Midian Peak Hall as if it were a deserted place?
"I recognize him!"
A low cry came out, and everyone in the hall turned their heads to look at the middle-aged Taoist priest in black robes.
The expression on the Taoist's face changed, and his eyes showed disbelief.
"He, he is Su Juesheng, a casual cultivator. He is good at swordsmanship and assassination."
"He, he was only halfway to breaking through the Taoist realm three years ago."
Three years ago, I broke through half a step, and now I can conquer Mitian Peak alone with one person and one sword?
Are you kidding?
In the main hall, some people did not believe it, some were at a loss, and some turned their heads to look at Xia Mingtang.
Xia Mingtang looked solemn and looked outside the hall.
"The message from the Yuntian Dao Sect came back. In this battle to conquer the sky, our Mitian Sword Sect needs three thousand disciples and fifty thousand Pantian Stones." Xia Mingtang's words caused a low voice to be heard in the hall again.
call.
Three thousand disciples went to die in the battle to conquer the sky!
When Dao realms go to the battle to conquer the sky, not a single person in a hundred can come back alive.
If three thousand disciples of the Mitian Sword Sect participated in the battle, the sect's strength would be directly weakened to the lowest level.
Even if the rules of the Conquest of Heaven War are that all parties are not allowed to conquer during the war, after the war, the Mitian Sword Sect will be destroyed.
Three thousand disciples are not so easy to train.
"Sect Master, why are there so many this time?" An old man with white beard looked at Xia Mingtang in disbelief.
Yuntian Daomen is the largest sect within a hundred thousand miles, and is the host responsible for recruiting all parties to participate in the battle to conquer the sky.
In the past, a maximum of three hundred disciples of the Mitian Sword Sect participated in the battle. This time, the number was ten times higher.
"Because, someone sent the Wind Spirit Sword of my Mitian Sword Sect to Yuntian Dao Sect." Xia Mingtang gritted his teeth and spoke in a low voice.
Wind Spirit Sword.
The most powerful treasure of the Mighty Sword Sect.
This sword is said to have an inheritance and was passed down from a large sect.
For so many years, the Mitian Sword Sect has not dared to take out this sword.
Unexpectedly, this time Yangjianlu was invaded by the traitor Yu Chenglin, who killed Sun Hong, the elder of Yangjianlu, and took away the Wind Spirit Sword.
"Yu Chenglin sent the Fengling Sword to Yuntian Dao Sect?" someone whispered in the main hall.
"My Mitian Sword Sect was born out of the ancient Zhengtian Sword Sect. After the Zhengtian Sword Sect was divided into thirty-six sword sects, it fought with all parties." Xia Mingtang shook his head and spoke.
"Nowadays, within a million miles, there are two major sects that are the successors of the Zhengtian Sword Sect. One of them is as powerful as the Yuntian Dao Sect. Do you think the Yuntian Dao Sect will let us go?"
Xia Mingtang's voice was somewhat dejected.
The Yuntian Dao Sect wants to destroy the Mitian Sword Sect, who can stop it?
In the main hall, silence slowly fell.
Who would have thought that the Mitian Sword Sect would have such a disaster waiting for it?
"Hey, if Miyue Peak really can't stop several sects from joining forces this time, it's okay for our sects to break up."
Someone whispered, then turned and left.
Everyone in the main hall dispersed.
The eyes of Xia Mingtang, who was sitting upright, flashed, and the light and shadow of a sword prison appeared in front of him, with several figures sitting upright in it.
Sword Prison.
"Haha, as long as we can survive this battle to conquer the sky, it doesn't matter if the Mitian Sword Sect declines."
"This time we are going to conquer the Tianxiao Sword Realm. In such a powerful world, who would risk death if they go there?"
"I, Xia Mingtang, am not afraid of death, as long as Yun Shang and the others are still here..."
