In the hall, only Chen Luoyang and the Sword Emperor Wang Jian were there.
A group of Devil Religion experts was waiting outside the hall.
Everyone looked serious.
Elder Mingjing looked at Xiao Yuntian and Elder Shou and said softly, "Three years ago, I saw the Sword Emperor once. He is very different from before."
Everyone from Devil Religion looked at Elder Mingjing.
Slowly, Elder Mingjing said, "At that time, the Sword Emperor was sharp and soul-stirring. His sword intent and momentum seemed to be even stronger than the Sword King's."
The Devil Religion experts looked at each other, thinking about the middle-aged man who had just entered the hall.
"Most people in the world learn the sword. Their swordsmanship is exquisite, and their sword energy is full of changes. But they still stay at 'the sword is the sword, and I am me.' Only by condensing one's own sword intent and becoming one with the sword, the sword is me, and I am also the sword. "Elder Shou's white eyebrows trembled slightly.
"The previous Sword Emperor reached the peak of this level." Xiao Yuntian, who was shrouded in the flowing wind, said, "But now, his sword has stepped into another level. Only the Sword King in the Divine Land has reached this level. The sword is me, and I am still me."
Elder Mingjing nodded. "Yes …"
Jingang grinned. "Even the Sword King can't beat the Hierarch, let alone him."
The expressions of the others were still solemn, and their expressions did not relax.
The Hierarch's injury was far lighter than everyone inside and outside the sect had expected.
If it were not for this, the Southern Expedition Demon Slaying Coalition Army would not have kicked an iron plate and been defeated one by one. Now, they were faintly in a dilemma.
However, the battle with the Sword King was not without impact.
The Hierarch's condition was better than expected, but there was still a gap from his peak state.
If he wanted to completely recover, he might need to go through some trouble.
At a time like this, encountering Sword Emperor Wang Jian, who was one of the top powerhouses in the Divine Land, was not a good thing.
Black Emperor Seok was extremely tyrannical, but he had a major flaw that exceeded everyone's expectations. Once his Achilles' heel was seized, he was instantly defeated.
The sickly Maha Mingjue was not as brave as he was in the past. He manifested the Pure Land of Sanskrit and suppressed all opponents below Emperor Wu. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was equivalent to an Emperor Wu, but he could not confront the real Emperor Wu head-on.
However, the Sword Emperor, Wang Jian, was different from the two of them.
This was a genuine expert of Emperor Wu.
It was very difficult to hope that he would be like Xiu Zhe and have a weakness in his martial path that could be defeated in one blow.
If he placed his hopes on this, the chances were too slim.
The people of Devil Religion were still full of confidence that their Hierarch would be able to obtain the final victory.
However, the problem was that with his injured body, fighting an opponent like Sword Emperor, Wang Jian, even if he could win, it would not be easy.
It was fine if his vitality was depleted.
If his injuries were aggravated, or if his old injuries were not healed and new injuries were added, the consequences would be unpredictable.
Whether it was for the Hierarch or the Devil Religion, it was something that must be avoided as much as possible.
Otherwise, not to mention the United Armies of the South would reignite their fighting spirit.
There might also be waves within the Devil Religion.
And looking at the long term, it was unknown when the leader of the foreign races would come south …
As long as they thought of this, the people of Devil Religion felt heavy and could not relax.
"Let's make a bet." Zhang Tianheng had an unruly look on his face. "Let's see how many moves it will take for the Hierarch to win?"
"The Hierarch's divine power is unparalleled, there is no doubt about that." Xiao Yuntian said softly. "However, if one does not think far ahead, there will be immediate worries. You can't just look at the present."
While they were talking, a shadow suddenly flashed in the air. Someone had boarded the Six Dragon Emperor Carriage.
It was the two brothers, Su Wei and Su Ye.
Seeing that the others were waiting outside the hall, Su Wei's face suddenly became gloomy. "Sword Emperor?"
Zhang Tianheng nodded. "Yes, the Hierarch is seeing him. He might not have good intentions, but there seems to be no signs of him making a move."
"Try not to trouble the Hierarch to make a move. It is already our sin to alarm the Hierarch." Su Wei said. "I will go in with second brother."
The other Devil Religion experts hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Su Ye's strength was not comparable to the average King Wu.
Even if he was not Wang Jian's opponent, with the Hierarch by his side, Wang Jian would not be able to do anything.
With Su Ye there, the other side would most likely retreat.
Su Wei was about to bring his brother to see him when the closed door suddenly opened.
An empty-handed man in linen robes slowly walked out of it.
It was the Sword Emperor, Wang Jian.
He looked at the people of Devil Religion in front of him and nodded. "Today I will forgive you."
Then, he passed through the crowd and swaggered off. He got off the imperial carriage and disappeared.
Su Ye looked at his back and blinked a few times. "He lost to senior brother."
In fact, even if he didn't say it, the people of Devil Religion wouldn't think that Wang Jian was the victor.
Anyone could see that although the man was still calm and indifferent, compared to when he came, he was clearly showing a deep sense of lethargy.
He wasn't dispirited or dispirited.
But it was obvious that he had just suffered a setback.
For a strong person like Emperor Wu to be able to be so easily noticed, it was enough to show that he had suffered a big setback earlier, and his state of mind was obviously shaken.
Su Wei looked at Zhang Tianheng.
Zhang Tianheng opened his mouth and said after a while: "There really was no movement inside."
Jingang looked at him blankly: "… Not even a single move?"
The people of Devil Religion looked at each other, unable to come back to their senses.
At this time, Chen Luoyang's voice came from inside the hall.
"Come in."
Everyone seemed to wake up from a dream, but still confused, they hurriedly followed the order and entered the hall.
On the steps inside the hall, Chen Luoyang had just relaxed.
His luck was good, his previous preparations had successfully tricked the Sword Emperor away.
After Ying Qingqing 'consecrated' the bronze dagger, Chen Luoyang would occasionally play with it.
After witnessing the flash of the dagger and the mysterious runes it contained, Chen Luoyang carefully studied it, and now he could also trigger a flash of light on the dagger.
But that was all.
He wanted more, but he couldn't for the time being.
In fact, after seeing Chen Luoyang's demonstration, if Wang Jian was given some time to carefully study this bronze dagger, he could very quickly do what he did just now.
But he naturally couldn't let him take the dagger away.
He also couldn't know that Chen Luoyang only had a few tricks up his sleeves.
This misunderstanding would cause Wang Jian to make up a lot of things in his own mind, and in the end, he himself would be trapped.
Moreover, there was very little chance that he could get out.
Chen Luoyang was almost certain that with Wang Jian's style, he might often exchange insights with the Sword King, but he would never ask about this.
This was a 'dagger' that Chen Luoyang had handed to him, and he would only accept it himself, not ask for help from others.
Even if the people of the Sword Pavilion knew that Xiang Ping had a bronze dagger, it would be difficult for them to match the information with Wang Jian.
Even if his luck was really bad, and someone from the Sword Pavilion mentioned the dagger in front of Wang Jian, Chen Luoyang would still be able to get through the most urgent hurdle of the day.
The next time they met, it was uncertain who would deal with who …
Secretly sighing in relief, Chen Luoyang also calmed his mind, and then watched in Silence as his subordinates of Devil Religion entered the hall.
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