He was a man who was worshipped by the ancestor of the Holy Clan. He heard that his cultivation had already broken through the second step of the Heavenly Dao. If he really wanted to worry, he was the number one sword sect in the Abi world. What about the ancestor Xuanyun, Jian Wudao, and even the seventh elder, was not worth mentioning.

"The Lord of the God Cult is welcomed from afar. Leng Yuanming, the Leng family, was ordered by the head of the family, and asked the Lord for forgiveness in any rashness." A plain voice came from outside the hall, saying polite and polite, but there was not much respect in his tone.

Leng Yuanming stepped in and wore a gorgeous sword robe, with a cold and unhappy expression, but he had a bit of the style of a master of sword cultivator. However, at this moment, he was so arrogant in front of the Lord of the Divine Sect, with his peak imperial cultivation level.

The leader of the Divine Cult smiled and reached out to help him, "Fellow Daoist Leng doesn't have to be too polite, please get up quickly."

Leng Yuanming nodded and actually stood up with the flow, and looked as if it was right.

The Lord of the Divine Cultivation's face froze. Even though he was very cunning, he couldn't help but curse in his heart. He had heard that because of Leng Qianqiu, the Leng family monks have always been arrogant and arrogant and no one was in their eyes. When they saw him today, they realized that it was really light to say this.

If it were other emperors, the Lord of the Divine Cult would never tolerate it, but at this moment he could only take a deep breath and squeeze out a little smile, "I wonder why fellow Daoist Leng came to my Divine Cult this time?"

Mo Yu had already made him feel very upset. He really had no energy to endure the Leng family members. He would ask him clearly and send him away as soon as possible.

Leng Yuanming seemed to have not noticed it and said coldly: "Leng is here to ask the head of the family, what level is the long sword in the hands of the seventh elder of the Sword Sect on the Dao United Front Stage that day?"

The Lord of the Divine Cult was stunned, his eyes flashed slightly, "Why did the Lord Leng family ask about this?"

Seeing Leng Yuanming frowning and looking cold, he trembled with anger! He thought to himself that if you weren't the Leng family, my leader would have killed you with one palm. It was just an imperial rank, and he was relying on his power!

Leng Yuanming paused for a few moments, and saw that the leader of the Divine Sect still had no intention of retrieving the problem, he snorted and said, "I'm not hiding the leader. The seventh elder of the Sword Sect can suppress the leader because he is only at the imperial level. Obviously, he is using the sword in his hand. After my Leng family repeatedly checked the pictures and shadows, he suspected that what he held in his hand was a king-level divine sword!"

Speaking of this, Leng Yuanming's eyes lit up, revealing a hint of heat.

"The leader should know that I, Lord Qianqiu of the Leng family, have joined the sect of the ancestor of the Holy Clan, and are not a sword cultivator. Now I am missing a divine sword in my hand. Therefore, I came to ask the leader. If I can be sure, the Leng family will go to the Sword Sect and ask for the divine sword."

He looked calm and said that he was asking for a sword from the Sword Sect, it was as natural as going home to get something.

Where did you get this right? Bastard...

Although the lord of the Divine Cult wished that the Sword Sect would be unlucky, he was still dissatisfied with Leng Yuanming's attitude. But soon, he suppressed this dissatisfaction and felt excited and happy, but on the surface, he looked hesitant.

"If the head of the Leng family observes, plus the experience of this leader personally, this sword has more than 80% possibility, and it is a king-level divine sword. It is of course an honor for the Sword Sect to be able to present the divine sword to Lord Leng Qianqiu, but the seventh elder acts erratic and arrogant, and I am afraid he will not submit easily."

Sure enough, Leng Yuanming's expression turned cold and showed arrogance, "These are not worrying about the labor leader. If I come forward, he has to give it to him, and if he doesn't give it to him!"

The Lord of the Divine Sect nodded, and joy surged in his eyes. This time, the Sword Sect will definitely not be able to take the risk! After being taken away from the king-level divine sword, who can still be his opponent? How to control the Sword Sect at that time is not entirely up to his will!

Leng Yuanming bowed and said lightly: "Since you have confirmed the level of the Divine Sword, Leng said goodbye."

"Wait!" The leader of the Divine Sect smiled, "In order to avoid the Sword Sect's refusal, the leader will go with the Leng family and try to confront each other in the court."

Leng Yuanming thought about this and his expression was a little slow, "Okay, then I'll bother the leader."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

The Lord of the Divine Cult was stunned, looking at his back, and couldn't help but grit his teeth.

If you are not so arrogant, you will die of a bastard...

But the more arrogant he became, the more interesting things would be when he arrived at the Sword Sect.

Thinking of Mo Yu's grief but powerlessness, and finally humiliated and compromised, he felt a sense of joy.

Bear with it more!

The Lord of the Divine Cult took a deep breath, and confirmed that he would not be angry for a moment. After killing Leng Yuanming to death, he then took a step to follow.

...

Following Leng Yuanming all the way, with the help of the ultra-long-distance teleportation array, the two of them quickly arrived at a big city near the Sword Sect.

"Brother, I have asked the Lord of the Divine Sect that the long sword in the hands of the Seventh Elder of the Sword Sect may be a king-level divine sword!" Leng Yuanming spoke in a low voice.

"Okay!" Leng Yuanhe showed a hint of excitement, "Qianqiu got this sword and his strength would definitely increase greatly, and my Leng family's status would also be higher." He waved his hand, "Set out immediately and go to the Sword Sect!"

"yes!"

The monks of the Leng family were thunderous.

The Lord of the Divine Cult's face was stiff, and he looked at the group of Leng's monks who completely ignored him, and his heart was galloping.

But in order to witness the bad luck of Jian Sect and Mo Yu with their own eyes, I still endured it!

...

"Go to the Leng family?" Jian Wuya, who was actually in charge of the affairs of the Sword Sect, put down the jade slip, frowned slightly and puzzled.

Although the Sword Sect and the Leng family are the two parties with the strongest sword cultivators in the Abi World, they have no contact at all.

There must be a reason for this sudden visit now, which may not be a good thing for the Sword Sect.

After thinking for a moment, he stood up and went to discuss with Jian Wudao.

But at this time, a disciple of the Sword Sect quickly entered the hall, "Elder, the Leng family in Zhongzhou asks to see the sect leader!"

Jian Wuya was stunned, so fast!

As soon as he received the notification, the Leng family monks arrived, which showed that when they issued the notification, they were about to arrive at the Sword Sect.

This kind of behavior... I'm afraid the person who comes is not kind!

A trace of worry appeared on his face, but soon Jian Wuya returned to calm and said in a deep voice: "Hurry and please!"

No matter what the Leng family's purpose is, the Sword Sect cannot afford to provoke him now and cannot lose his etiquette.

"No need, we have arrived!" The faint voice accompanied by a burst of chaos and noise. Leng Yuanhe and Leng Yuanming, led by Leng Yuanming, actually broke in directly with the Leng family and his party. All the disciples of the Sword Sect who were trying to stop were knocked over to the ground without hesitation.

Jian Wuya's face darkened, and his eyes showed a cold feeling, "My fellow Leng family, I wonder what happened to me in the Sword Sect today?"

At this moment, his eyes suddenly contracted, he looked at the last figure entering, and said in a lost voice: "The Lord of the Divine Cult!"

"Hehe, don't worry about this leader, today I'm just here to testify." The Lord of the God Cult laughed softly, with a strange expression.

Jian Wuya felt deep in his heart, and he felt that things were wrong. But before he could think too much, Leng Yuanhe waved his hand domineeringly and said coldly: "Go and summon the Sword Sect's Seventh Elder... No, I heard that he has become the leader of the Sword Sect. Anyway, I will call him out immediately and talk to us."

It's really arrogant...

But at this moment, looking at Jian Wuya's completely dark face, the Lord of the Divine Cult felt extremely comfortable.

I also liked the Leng family's invincible appearance.
Chapter completed!