This time, the Demonic Alliance Meeting was not a happy one. Both sides parted on bad terms. However, at least the people of the Demonic Path were certain of one thing. At this moment, both sides had put aside their prejudices and worked together to take back the Demonic Creation Flag.
After the Demonic Alliance Meeting ended, Chu Xiu followed Mister Lu, who was disguised as the righteous warrior Xu Songtao, back to the Sword Separation Pavilion to wait for the Sword Sect Meeting to begin.
A month later, the World Sword Sect Meeting on Floating Jade Mountain officially began. Chu Xiu also followed the crowd up the mountain.
Floating Jade Mountain covered a large area. This place was originally a jade mine, so it was called Floating Jade Mountain. However, after the mine on the mountain was completely excavated, it was abandoned.
This time, the World Sword Sect Meeting was held here because it was spacious and could accommodate more warriors. That was why they chose Floating Jade Mountain.
Chu Xiu followed the crowd to the top of Floating Jade Mountain. This place had already been built with countless pavilions by the people of the five major sword sects. There was also a huge training ground in the middle for the upcoming competition.
As the representative of the Guanzhong Torture Room, Chu Xiu also had a certain status. That was why Chu Xiu's position was still relatively close to the front. As for Mister Lu, who was disguised as Xu Songtao, although he was a righteous warrior on the surface, he was only a loose cultivator. That was why he was arranged to be at the back. However, Mister Lu gestured to Chu Xiu to act according to the circumstances.
Floating Jade Mountain was bustling with noise and excitement. Sword cultivators and unaffiliated cultivators who had heard the news were quarreling and discussing. Some of them looked excited as if they had caught a chance to attend a centennial event. However, they did not know that the seemingly lively Floating Jade Mountain would soon turn into a bloodbath.
What's more, they didn't know that the person they were chatting with right now was actually a Devil's Path villain.
At this moment, on a high platform to the north of Floating Jade Mountain, five sword-wielding warriors looked down at the crowd below. There were both men and women, and their auras were frighteningly restrained.
These five people were the leaders of the Five Great Sword Sects of the present era, the Forgetting Sword Hut, the Storm Sword Tomb, the Sword King City, the Hidden Sword Villa, and the Yue Nu Palace. They were either sect masters or martial arts masters with real power in their sects.
The sect master of the Yue Nu Palace was a charming young woman dressed in palace attire. Although she wasn't young anymore, she still retained her charm.
Looking at the warriors below, the Yue Nu Palace's Sect Master said solemnly: "Will the Demonic Dao really come?"
Beside her, a white-robed sword-wielding martial artist with a white scarf wrapped around his head and face said, "It doesn't matter if they come or not. If the people of the Demonic Dao come, we will be singing a one-man show. If the Demonic Dao doesn't come, we will sing a one-man show. In any case, the result will be the same. "
Another middle-aged man with a square face, wearing a brocade robe, but carrying seven swords on his back, sneered: "Your Sword King City is still very stubborn about the position of the head of the Five Great Sword Sects. Sword King City is far away in the Western Region. Even if the position of head of the Five Great Sword Sects falls to you, apart from reputation, what benefits does it bring you?"
The white-robed martial artist narrowed his eyes: "My Sword King City wants reputation, unlike your Hidden Sword Villa. You want to have a reputation, but you don't have the chance."
The people of the Hidden Sword Villa revealed a trace of anger in their eyes. Just as they were about to say something, a youth beside them said lightly: "Before the outsiders come, are you going to quarrel or fight first? Save your energy. Who knows, there might already be countless Demonic Dao people among the warriors below. If you want to make a move, don't be in a hurry. "
The young man who spoke looked less than thirty years old. If one ignored the vicissitudes in his eyes, he was no different from the younger generation of warriors below.
The strangest thing about him was his attire. The young man looked masculine and handsome, but there was a golden tattoo of a broken sword between his eyebrows. At first glance, it looked like a third eye.
He wore a loose white robe and was barefooted. A sword hung crookedly from his waist. Upon closer inspection, one would realize that it was actually a broken sword.
"That's right. The position of the head of the Five Great Sword Sects has been empty for so many years. It's time to decide who's superior and who's inferior. However, we can't kill each other here. If you want to fight, you'll have plenty of opportunities later. Moreover, these Demonic Dao people have been faintly showing signs of recovery recently. Their movements are getting bigger and bigger. It's time to find an opportunity to suppress them. "
The last person to speak was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance. He wore an ordinary green robe.
There was nothing special about him from head to toe. He could only be described as ordinary. He was definitely the kind of person that would not stand out in a crowd.
If it were not for the long sword in his hand that had an old-fashioned mahogany scabbard, no one would even think that he was a man of the pugilistic world.
However, this person seemed to have a very high status in the Five Sword Sects. As soon as he spoke, the warriors of Sword King City and Hidden Sword Villa, who could not stand the sight of him, quietened down.
Only the barefooted young man said lightly, "Your Sitting Forgetting Sword Hut is next to the Moon Worshipping Cult. Do you feel the pressure?"
The middle-aged man nodded. "That's the number one sect of the Demonic Dao, the Moon Worshipping Cult. Of course, there's pressure.
More than 20 years ago, the Moon Worshipping Cult's leader, Ye Shaonan, fought with the Great Light Temple because of a poisonous insect. None of the Six Martial Academies' First Seats could withstand more than three moves from him. If it were not for the Wang Nian Zen Hall's First Seat, Xu Yun, and the abbot, Xu Ci, who was not yet the abbot at that time, the Great Light Temple would have suffered.
Now, Ye Shaonan has not fought for more than 20 years. It is said that his Heaven Mending Heart Sutra has reached great success, and his demonic power is close to that of the Kunlun Devil Cult of the past. To be neighbors with such a person, only a dead person would feel no pressure.
Back then, we were wrong. Even if the Moon Worshipping Cult was not related to the Kunlun Devil Cult, we should have eradicated them. The same goes for the other Demonic Dao sects. But in the end, not long after, the Demonic Dao has begun to recover. "
That barefooted young man stared at the skies and spoke, "Back then when we fought against the Kunlun Demon Sect, our Windcloud Sword Tomb also has a record of it. Even though Dugu Weiwo is no longer around, the Kunlun Demon Sect is still as strong as ever, so strong that it surpasses everyone's imagination.
In that battle, our righteous sects gave it our all. The eminent monks of the Buddhist sects died, the Daoist Masters of the Daoist Sects also died. That generation's Sword Emperor of our Windcloud Sword Tomb also had his sword and head broken by a Devil Lord of the Kunlun Demon Sect.
After the destruction of the Kunlun Devil Cult, it is not that the Righteous Dao sects do not want to wipe out the rest of the Demonic Dao in one fell swoop, but they do not have the strength.
Such a powerful Kunlun Devil Cult will not appear again. The Moon Worshipping Cult is far from being qualified.
I don't know if Ye Shaonan will come this time. If he dares to come, I want to see whether his Moon Worshipping Cult's Heaven Mending Heart Sutra can cover the sun and cover the moon, or my Storm Sword Tomb's Divine Sword Eradicating Abyss is unparalleled in the world. "
The expression of the middle-aged man from the Forgotten Sword Hut finally changed slightly, "Storm Sword Tomb invited Eradicating Abyss out?"
The youth grinned, revealing a neat row of white teeth, "Ever since the battle of the Kunlun Devil Cult, Eradicating Abyss has not come out for hundreds of years. Now that the World Sword Sect Conference is a grand occasion for my sword lineage, it is time for Eradicating Abyss to come out and see the sun … and blood."
The other four people were shocked. Only the martial artists from the five major sword sects knew how terrifying that sword was. Besides the Storm Sword Tomb's foundation, no one could suppress that sword. It was called a divine sword, but it was an incomparably evil and murderous weapon!
At this time, the martial artists below did not feel the aura of an impending storm. For them, as long as they could hear a martial arts grandmaster level powerhouse speak, even if it was just a sentence, it would be enough for them to benefit immensely.
The seats were arranged by the Forgotten Sword Hut, and they were arranged according to the approximate positions of West Chu, Eastern Qi, and Northern Yan.
Chu Xiu was someone from the Guanzhong Torture Room, which was located between the three countries, so his seat was arranged between West Chu and Northern Yan, a bit further away from Eastern Qi.
The martial artist from the Forgotten Sword Hut who arranged a seat for Chu Xiu seemed to be very intelligent. He knew that Chu Xiu had once slaughtered in Eastern Qi and was not well received by the martial artists of Eastern Qi, so he specially arranged for Chu Xiu to be placed between West Chu and Northern Yan. However, he did not expect that besides Eastern Qi, there were also many people from Northern Yan and West Chu who did not like Chu Xiu.
Not long after Chu Xiu took his seat, people from other sects came over. When one of the people from the new sect saw Chu Xiu, his body stiffened and he paused.
Someone behind him said in surprise, "Elder Cen, why aren't you walking? Take a seat. "
Chu Xiu looked back and saw Teacher Cen of the Ba Mountain Sword Sect and a few other disciples of the Ba Mountain Sword Sect walking over. Their seats were next to Chu Xiu.
Seeing that the person who had come was Teacher Cen, Chu Xiu grinned at Teacher Cen, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth. It was very bright.
"So it is Elder Cen. Last time, Elder Cen ran very quickly. For the first time, I know that the Ba Mountain Sword Sect is not just skilled in sword techniques, but also in lightness skills."
Teacher Cen's face flushed red at Chu Xiu's words. He had been a scholar in the past. Last time in the Tower of Heaven, he had lost face.
Originally, he had put aside the grievances between him and Chu Xiu. 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, Teacher Cen had made the wrong choice in the end. He chose to stand on Xiahou Wujiang's side. In the end, he only obtained half of the fierce beast's heart and fled dejectedly. Thinking of this matter, he still felt pain in his heart. The pain of regret was even more painful than when he learned that his disciple Zhang Baitao had been killed by Chu Xiu.
At this time, a Unity of Heaven realm martial artist behind Teacher Cen said in surprise, "Elder Cen, who is this friend? Do you know him? "
This time, the sect leader of the Ba Mountain Sword Sect did not come. The Ba Mountain Sword Sect was not strong and only had one martial arts grandmaster. Naturally, they could not ignore the sect just to come to the World Sword Sect Conference to watch the show. Therefore, only Teacher Cen and another Unity of Heaven realm martial artist came with a few young disciples to watch the show.
Chu Xiu smiled at the martial artist and said, "Well said. I am Chu Xiu, an old friend of Elder Cen."
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