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This time the Demonic Alliance was not pleasant, and the two sides almost parted in disagreement. However, at least everyone in the Demonic Alliance could be sure of one thing, that is, at this moment, the two sides put aside their prejudices and joined forces, and they had to regain the Creation Demon Flag.

After the Demonic Alliance ended, Chu Xiu followed Mr. Lu, who disguised as the righteous knight Xu Songtao, back to Jianli Pavilion, waiting for the opening of the World Sword Sect Conference.

A month later, the Fuyu Mountain Tianxia Sword Sect Conference officially started, and Chu Xiu also followed the crowd to go up the mountain.

Fuyu Mountain is very large. This place was originally a jade ore vein, so it was called Fuyu Mountain. However, after the ore veins on the mountain were completely dug, they were abandoned.

This time, the World Sword Sect Conference was held here. I completely admired the spaciousness of this place and could accommodate more warriors, so I chose Fuyu Mountain.

Chu Xiu followed the crowd and walked into Fuyu Mountain. There were countless pavilions and towers built by the people of the five major sword sects. There was a huge martial arts field in the middle to hold the next competition.

As the representative of Guanzhong Punishment Hall, Chu Xiu also has a certain status, so Chu Xiu's position is still relatively high. Although Xu Songtao, who was disguised as a righteous hero, was only a casual cultivator, so he was arranged at the last position. However, Mr. Lu gestured to Chu Xiu and acted according to the opportunity.

There was a very lively look everywhere on Fuyu Mountain. Sword cultivators quarreled with some casual cultivators who came from the news, or looked excited about catching up with the century-old grand event, but they didn't know that the seemingly lively Fuyu Mountain would be blood flowing into a river later.

And they didn't know, maybe the enthusiastic fellow who was chatting with them was actually a demonic murderer.

At this time, on a high platform just north of Fuyu Mountain, five sword-holding warriors looked at the crowd below, both men and women, with a terrifying introverted aura.

These five people are the five masters of the five major sword sects in the world, including the Forget Sword House, Fengyun Sword Tomb, Jianwang City, Zangjian Villa, and Yuenu Palace. They are either the heads of the sect or the martial arts masters with real power.

The head of the Yue Nu Palace is a graceful and beautiful young woman, dressed in a palace outfit. Although she is not young, she still has charm.

Looking at the warriors below, the head of Yue Nu Palace lightly opened his red lips and said in a deep voice: "Will people in the Demonic Way really come?"

A sword-holding warrior next to her, wearing a white robe, wrapped in a white gauze scarf on her head, and even a white face scarf on her face said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter whether it comes or not. The people from the Demonic Way are here, and we sing a diagonal show. If the people from the Demonic Way don't come, we sing a one-man show, and the results are the same anyway."

The other middle-aged man with a square face, wearing a brocade robe, but behind him was carrying seven swords, sneered: "Your Sword King City is still very persistent in the position of the heads of these five Sword Sects. The Sword King City is far away in the Western Regions. Even if the position of the heads of these five Sword Sects falls on you, what are the benefits for you except for a reputation?"

The white-robed warrior narrowed his eyes and said, "What I want in Jianwang City is reputation, not like your Tibetan Sword Villa, you have no chance to want it."

The people in Zangjian Villa had a look of anger in their eyes. Just as they were about to say something, a young man next to them said lightly: "You are going to have a fight or a fight before the outsiders come? Save your energy. Maybe there are countless people in the magical way among the following warriors. If you want to do something, don't rush to do it."

The young man who was talking looked less than thirty years old. If he ignored the vicissitudes of the other person's eyes, he would be no different from the younger generation of warriors below.

And the strangest thing is that he dressed up. The young man looked masculine and handsome, but there was a golden tattoo with a broken sword on his forehead, which suddenly looked like his third eye.

He was wearing a loose white robe and bare feet. A sword was hanging crookedly around his waist. After a closer look, he realized that it turned out to be a broken sword.

"What we mean is that the position of the head of the five major sword sects has been hanging for so many years, and it is time to distinguish a high or low point, but we are not here to kill each other and want to take action, so there are opportunities later.

Besides, these people in the Demonic Dao have also had signs of revival recently, and their movements are getting bigger and bigger. It is time to find an opportunity to suppress the other party.”

The last person who spoke was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, wearing an ordinary blue cloth robe.

He couldn't find any characteristics on his body, and he could even describe them as ordinary, and he was definitely the type that could not be found if thrown into a pile of people.

If this person hadn't been holding a long sword with a rustic mahogany scabbard in his hand, no one would even think that he was a gangster.

However, this person seemed to have a high status in the Five Sects of Sword Holding. As soon as he spoke, the warriors from Jianwang City and Cangjian Villa, who were a little unaware of before, were quiet.

Only the barefoot young man said lightly: "You are sitting in Forget Sword House next to the Moon Worship Sect, feeling the pressure?"

The middle-aged man nodded: "That is the Moon Worship Sect, the largest sect in the Demonic Realm, of course there will be pressure.

More than 20 years ago, Ye Shaonan, the leader of the Moon worshipped the Great Guangming Temple because of a worm, did not even have one of the six martial arts academies to support three moves in his hands. If it weren't for the fact that Xu Yun, the first of the Zen Hall of Delusion and Xu Ci, and the then-beside Abbot Xu Ci, would have suffered a loss that time.

Now that Shaonan has not taken action for more than 20 years, his Heart Sutra for Bu Tian has been said to have been greatly improved, and his magic power is close to the former Kunlun Demon Sect. If you become neighbors with such a person, the only one who has no pressure is the dead.

We did something wrong at the beginning. Even if the Moon Worshiping Sect does not have anything to do with the Kunlun Demon Sect, we should eliminate it. The same goes for other Demonic Sects. As a result, after only a long time, the Demonic Sect began to revive.”

The barefoot young man looked up at the air and said, "The battle against the Kunlun Demon Sect in the past is also recorded in my Fengyun Sword Tomb. Even if Dugu Wei is no longer here, the Kunlun Demon Sect is still powerful, and it is beyond everyone's imagination.

In that battle, my righteous sect tried everything. The Buddhist monk died, the Taoist real person died, and the peerless powerful man, known as the Sword Emperor, was also broken by a demon lord of the Kunlun Demon Sect.

After destroying the Kunlun Demon Sect, the Zhengdao Sect did not want to capture the rest of the demons in one place, but did not have the strength.

Such a powerful Kunlun Demon Sect will not appear, and the Moon Worshiping Sect is far from qualified.

I don’t know if Ye Shaonan will come this time. If Ye Shaonan dares to come, I want to see if it is his Moon Worshiping Sect’s Heart Sutra covering the sun and the moon, or the Divine Sword of My Fengyun Sword Tomb, the world’s unparalleled sword.”

The middle-aged man who sat in Forget the Sword Lu finally changed a little: "When Fengyun Sword Tomb invites Jue Yuan out?"

The young man grinned and showed a neat row of white teeth: "Since the Kunlun Demon Cult's Battle, Jueyuan has not been born for hundreds of years. Now this World Sword Sect Conference is the grand occasion of my sword lineage. Jueyuan is also the time to come out to see the sun... and blood."

The other four were shocked. Only the warriors from the Five Great Sword Sects knew how terrifying the sword was. Except for the foundation of Fengyun Sword Tomb, no one could suppress the sword. A fierce soldier named the Divine Sword, but was extremely evil!

At this time, the warriors below did not feel the storm coming and the wind filled the building. For them, as long as they could hear the sermons of the martial arts master level in this grand event, even just one sentence would be enough to benefit them.

The seats are arranged by the Forget Sword Lu, and are basically arranged according to the general position of Western Chu, Eastern Qi and Northern Yan.

Chu Xiu was from Guanzhong Punishment Hall, located in the cracks between the Three Kingdoms, so his location was also arranged between Western Chu and Northern Yan, which was farther from Dongqi.

The warrior of the Shuwang Jianlu who arranged a seat for Chu Xiu seemed very spiritual. He knew that Chu Xiu had once killed many people in Dongqi and was not favored by Dongqi warriors, so he specially arranged Chu Xiu to the middle between Western Chu and Northern Yan. However, he did not expect that in addition to Dongqi, there were many people in Northern Yan and Western Chu who were disliked by Chu Xiu.

Shortly after Chu Xiu took his seat, people from other sects came. One of the new sects was stiff when he saw Chu Xiu's figure and suddenly was there.

Someone behind him said in surprise: "Elder Cen, why don't you leave? Take your seat."

Chu Xiu looked back and saw Master Cen of the Bashan Sword Sect and several disciples of the Bashan Sword Sect coming over, their seats were right next to Chu Xiu.

Seeing that the person coming was Master Cen, Chu Xiu grinned at Master Cen, revealing his snow-white teeth, which were very brilliant.

"It turns out it's Elder Cen. Last time Elder Cen ran quite fast. The first time I knew it, it turned out that the Bashan Sword Sect was not only skillful in sword skills, but also very skillful in light skills."

Master Cen's face turned red by Chu Xiu's words. After all, he was a person who had read books in the past. He was indeed embarrassing to see the last time he was in Tongtian Tower.

Originally, the grudge between him and Chu Xiu had been put aside for the time being. As long as he stood on Chu Xiu's side at that time, one-third of the things in the Tower of Heaven would be his.

Unfortunately, Master Cen finally made the wrong choice. He chose to stand with Xiahou Wujiang. In the end, he only caught the heart of the half of the ferocious beast and ran away in shame. When he thought of this, he would still feel heartbroken and regretful, but it would be even more heartbroken than he knew that his disciple Zhang Baitao was killed by Chu Xiu.

At this time, a warrior from the realm of harmony between man and nature behind Master Cen said in surprise: "Elder Cen, who is this friend? Do you know him?"

The head of the Bashan Sword Sect did not come this time. The Bashan Sword Sect was not strong and had only one martial arts master. Naturally, he could not ignore the sect in order to watch the fun in the World Sword Sect Conference. So he only came Master Cen and another martial artist in the One Realm of Heaven and Man, and brought a few young disciples to watch the fun.

Chu Xiu smiled at the warrior and said, "It's okay, Chu Xiu is Elder Cen's old friend."
Chapter completed!