The sword light disappeared, and a youth stood in the air as if he was walking on flat ground.
He cupped his hands towards the top of the mountain. "Hierarch Chen has many experts under him. Venerable Boshu lives up to his name. Nie Hua has been rude."
This youth was unkempt and didn't care about his appearance.
However, he was in high spirits and was carefree. He was still able to talk and laugh in front of the Devil religion Hierarch.
Song Lun's gaze was solemn.
Facing someone like the Devil religion Hierarch, Song Lun was afraid that he wouldn't be able to deal with him even if he was fully focused.
In the end, he had missed out on other aspects and allowed the Sword Pavilion to sneak up the mountain.
This made it easy for the Devil religion to think that he was in cahoots with the Sword Pavilion.
As expected, Jingang had a vicious expression on his face. While he was vigilantly observing the surroundings, his gaze moved back and forth between the Third Mister of the Sword Pavilion and Song Lun.
The Devil religion disciples who were carrying the palanquin were also on guard.
A murderous aura instantly filled the top of Gaoyang Mountain.
Hearing Nie Hua's name, Jingang and the others were slightly shocked.
Flying Sword Nie Hua.
He was the third direct disciple of the Sword Pavilion Master.
One of the Five Heroes of the Sword Pavilion.
Everyone knew that the Sword King rarely took in disciples. The Sword Pavilion had very few disciples.
But quality was more important than quantity.
The Sword King's disciples were all elites.
Any one of them could shake the world.
There were very few King Wu who were younger than thirty.
Other than a few exceptions, most of them were from the Devil religion, the Sword Pavilion, the Outsiders, and the Xia royal family.
Among them, the Five Heroes of the Sword Pavilion had all stepped into the realm of King Wu.
At such a young age, he had his own style and could be called a Grandmaster.
Nie Hua viewed the Heavenly Sword Scripture of the Sword Pavilion and cultivated a unique sword technique that was different from the Sword King's Haotian Divine Sword. He had the reputation of being the fastest sword in the world.
That was why he was called the Flying Sword.
In terms of reputation and prestige, he was even above many Daoist elders and Buddhist monks.
He could be compared to the overlord of Mountain City, Song Lun, and the abbot of Huayan Temple, Mind Lamp Zen Master.
He might be on the same side as Song Lun, which made Jingang and the others even more vigilant.
Chen Luoyang's voice rang out from within the palanquin.
"Song Lun, it doesn't matter if you want to be filial or if you have great ambitions. I admire both.
Those who obey me will prosper, those who oppose me will perish.
I will never mistreat those who pledge allegiance to me. I will give you a generous gift, and you will definitely like it. "
His tone was calm.
He completely disregarded Nie Hua.
Imperceptibly, it pierced through the tense atmosphere that the other party might be a joint trap.
Song Lun's worried heart was slightly relieved.
However, his private meeting with the Hierarch of Devil religion was interrupted by the Sword Pavilion. His Five Color Hall was caught in the middle and was in a terrible situation.
"Now, give me an answer." Chen Luoyang said, "You don't need to care about other things, dead people can't talk too much."
Nie Hua, who was in midair, laughed, "No wonder Hierarch Chen didn't mind me listening. So you have already made up your mind to take my life.
Curiosity killed the cat. I thought Hall Master Song went out in the middle of the night to meet Shangguan Song, Zhang Tianheng, or Mr. Jingang.
Who would have thought that it was Hierarch Chen who came in person. "
Chen Luoyang, who was in the palanquin, curled his lips.
This Nie Hua's mouth was quite poisonous.
He seemed to be complaining about his bad luck.
But in fact, he was reminding Song Lun to be the head of a chicken and not the queen of a cow.
If he joined the Devil religion, he could only bow his head and listen to others, or even become a servant, and no longer be a lord.
However, facing the Devil religion's Hierarch, where did Nie Hua's confidence come from?
It was better to be the head of a chicken than the queen of a cow. If he died, everything would be in vain.
Betting that I haven't recovered from my injuries?
Or does he have something else to rely on … Chen Luoyang pondered.
Song Lun naturally understood the meaning behind Nie Hua's words.
But Nie Hua didn't know that he had something he couldn't say.
Song Lun was just unwilling to accept it and forced himself to hold on.
At this time, Chen Luoyang finally came out of the palanquin.
A pair of eyes flashing with black light swept over Song Lun and Nie Hua.
The two people opposite him felt their hearts tighten.
Chen Luoyang stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Nie Hua, and said indifferently, "When did I allow you to interrupt when I'm talking to others?"
"I was rude. Hierarch Chen, please forgive me." Nie Hua cupped his fists in midair and bowed.
"I'm actually just an errand boy. I came to take a look under my master's orders."
At this time, a pillar of light suddenly shot into the sky from another mountain peak in the distance.
The pillar of light was as dazzling as the rising sun, shooting straight into the sky.
Not only did it cover the mountain peak, but it also covered the surrounding mountains.
The dark night sky was illuminated at this moment.
Like the sun rising from the east, the night instantly turned into day.
Streaks of faint light rippled in all directions, as if they were sunlight.
Along with this Haotian Divine Light, a surging and boundless sword intent filled the surroundings.
The sword light was even grander than the Buddha's light that had never been extinguished on the golden peak for many years.
At this moment, everyone within a thousand miles was alarmed.
Everyone looked at the sword light that was like a pillar supporting the sky, and they were all shocked.
"The Sword King?!"
The people of the Righteous Path were overjoyed after the shock.
The Demon Emperor had brought them too much pressure.
There was no need to mention the actual threat.
On the other hand, after the battle with the Sword King, the Demon Emperor had instead pressured Shuzhou.
Didn't that mean that the battle between the two Emperors wasn't a draw, but that the Demon Emperor had won?
Now that the Sword King had also arrived in Shuzhou, everyone could finally heave a sigh of relief.
And the people of the Devil religion all had solemn expressions.
Their greatest advantage might be nullified by the other side.
On Mount Gaoyang, Song Lun looked expressionlessly at the huge pillar of light that was like the sun in the sky.
However, his heart was already tangled into a mess.
Chen Luoyang's expression was calm.
But his heart was pounding.
Calm down!
Calm down.
"That battle back then must have been a lose-lose …" Chen Luoyang thought to himself.
Others might not know, but he knew it best.
The Hierarch of the Devil religion was seriously injured.
If the Sword Pavilion Master was only lightly injured, it would be his turn to subdue the demon.
So, the injuries on both sides should be about the same.
The only thing he wasn't sure about was whether the Pavilion Master had any special means to heal his injuries in a short period of time.
This was also the reason why the people of the Sword Pavilion couldn't figure out the Hierarch of the Devil religion's condition.
Now it seemed that both sides were afraid of each other. Everyone had their own scruples, and some were even bluffing.
If the Sword Pavilion Master was fine, he should have shown up in person.
Why did he activate the sword light from afar as a deterrent?
Chen Luoyang even wondered if the Sword Pavilion Master had come.
Although his followers had received news that the Sword Pavilion Master might be heading south, it might have been a smokescreen set up by the enemy to pave the way for this moment.
But the sword light in the distance was so strong, and it didn't seem to be easy to deal with …
Chen Luoyang's mind kept spinning.
But he smiled. "After the previous battle, we all know each other's strength. Why do you have to be mysterious? If you have anything to say, say it face to face. If you want to fight, let's fight again. "
"I will pass on the Hierarch's kindness to my master," Nie Hua said. Nie Hua said, "However, my master didn't come here this time to compete with Cult Master Chen. On the contrary, I hope that Cult Master Chen can retreat and return peace to Shu Province. This is beneficial to both of us."
His expression turned serious. "There's movement in the north."
"The leader of the foreign races has come out of seclusion."
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