Although Xiang Ping's master, the Sword Pavilion Master Tao Wangji, had never seen this dagger, it was not mentioned in the biography. However, it was certain that Xiang Ping did not comprehend its mysteries.
This piqued Chen Luoyang's interest.
The Sword Pavilion was the holy land of swordsmanship in the Divine Land.
The Shapeless Sword Xiang Ping was a disciple of the Sword Pavilion. His knowledge and judgment were extraordinary.
If such a mysterious bronze dagger was as ordinary as it looked, Xiang Ping would not have carried it with him so much care and care.
Chen Luoyang was curious, but he pretended to be indifferent. He took the bronze dagger from Zhang Tianheng.
He communicated with the Black Pot in his mind.
What was the origin of this dagger?
The blood-red nectar in the pot was quickly depleted.
Then it returned to its original state.
This meant that the blood-red nectar was not enough …
Chen Luoyang played with the bronze dagger in his hand. His expression did not change.
Under Ying Qingqing and Chen Chuhua's training, he had become calm in similar situations.
At this moment, Chen Luoyang was even more interested in the dagger in his hand.
Although he had used up a portion of the nectar in the Black Pot to search for information on Old Fu and Xiang Ping, he had killed Wen Liu, Xiang Ping and Nie Hua in succession.
The nectar in the pot must have risen and increased.
It was already quite a lot.
Chen Luoyang dared to say that under normal circumstances, as long as it was not Emperor Wu, he would be able to get an answer.
The Black Pot's reaction showed that it could search for items.
The lack of nectar meant that the bronze dagger was as extraordinary as Chen Luoyang had expected.
He was not in a hurry.
He would keep the item first and study it later.
However, he could not show his fear in front of his subordinates.
Chen Luoyang played with the bronze dagger and smiled. "Interesting. I did not expect Xiang Ping to have such a sword."
He casually put the dagger on the table next to him. "Leave it."
Of course, Zhang Tianheng did not dare to ask his Hierarch how he planned to deal with it.
The fierce young man just said, "This Xiang Ping is a little interesting. I feel that he is a disciple of the Sword Pavilion Master who specializes in doing the dirty and tiring work. Everyone says that the boy surnamed Xie has killed the most people, but I feel that his sword may not be stained with as much blood as this Xiang Ping, just that he is more famous. Now, I suspect that some of our sect's brothers' deaths were also caused by this Xiang Ping. "
Chen Luoyang glanced at him, "It's true that this person deserves to die but I have also said that this person is the most outstanding among the five disciples of Tao Wangji. Do you think I am joking?"
Zhang Tianheng straightened his expression and said solemnly, "What the Hierarch said is right. This Xiang Ping is willing to be a nobody and walks in the dark. He uses his shameful life to exchange for the glory of his fellow disciples.
Whether it is Si Huaifei who keeps his word, Nie Hua who is unruly, or Xie Xingmang who is cold and resolute, they all need the help of Xiang Ping in the dark.
As for the boy surnamed Shi, everyone says that he is resourceful and has caught up with the others. However, compared to his second senior apprentice-brother, he is still very inexperienced.
The Five Heroes of the Sword Pavilion are famous today. Having a good master takes half of the credit. As for the rest, Xiang Ping takes the other half, and then the other four. "
Zhang Tianheng was arrogant but he had good judgment.
The last strike of Xiang Ping's life that shone brilliantly from the dark left a deep impression on Zhang Tianheng.
Recently, there had been rumors in China that Shi Jing, as the last disciple of the Sword King, had surpassed Nie Hua and Xie Xingmang. His skills were also better than second senior apprentice-brother Xiang Ping, who was in the same realm.
However, if it was Zhang Tianheng, Shi Jing might not be able to take Xiang Ping's strike.
"What you said is biased, but it doesn't matter." Chen Luoyang said indifferently, "I didn't praise him to knock you down a peg. You've always been capable and loyal. I've seen it all."
Zhang Tianheng bowed and said, "I dare not. If it wasn't for the Hierarch's sharp eyes, we would have been deceived by this Xiang Ping. I have underestimated everyone in the world."
"A verbal reflection is useless. Let's talk about what happened today if you can remember it," Chen Luoyang said.
Zhang Tianheng knelt on one knee. "I will remember the Hierarch's teachings."
"I will wait and see." Chen Luoyang waved his hand casually. "You may leave."
Zhang Tianheng excused himself.
Chen Luoyang picked up the bronze short sword again and played with it.
He suddenly had an idea and took out the remaining fragment of the Whetstone.
Then, he let the fragment come into contact with the short sword and observed it.
In the end, there was nothing.
Chen Luoyang thought to himself.
It seemed that the short sword and the Sword Pavilion had nothing to do with each other.
Even if the Sword Pavilion Master got his hands on the sword, he might not be able to figure it out.
Of course, it was also possible that he was knowledgeable and had other clues.
Chen Luoyang shook his head as he recalled the fight with Xiang Ping using the Haotian divine sword.
The Elephant's Strength relied too much on talent.
It wasn't just talent in martial arts, but a unique way.
The Hierarch of the Devil Religion was a genius and had the Heavenly Demon's blood as a foundation. He practiced many unique skills of the Devil Religion and was successful in them.
What he didn't know was mostly because he didn't want to learn, not because he couldn't.
The only exception might be the Elephant's Strength.
Although he practiced it, his progress was limited.
As a matter of fact, history had shown that those who were able to cultivate the Boundless Elephant's Divine Technique were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
The Sword Pavilion's Xiang Ping might be a good candidate to practice this unique skill.
If Chen Luoyang hadn't been studying the Sword King's Whetstone recently, he probably wouldn't have been able to use the Elephant's Strength to simulate this unique skill of the Sword Pavilion.
To be honest, his imitation might not be more similar than Xiang Ping's.
He crushed his opponent in terms of pure strength.
But the effect was not bad.
Not to mention Xiang Ping and Nie Hua, who died with their eyes wide open, and the stone mirror that almost collapsed.
The experts of the Devil Cult under his command were all in awe.
As time went by, the news would spread from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and the impact would be greater.
While Chen Luoyang was thinking, Jingang suddenly came to report.
Ying Qingqing asked to see him.
Looking at Jingang's smug smile, which seemed to be asking the Hierarch to praise him, Chen Luoyang's face almost twitched.
"What did you do?" Chen Luoyang asked.
Jingang said happily, "Hierarch, Miss Qingqing was put under house arrest by the disciples of the Sword Pavilion and the people of the Xia dynasty. She must have accumulated a lot of resentment, right?
I beat around the bush and told her about your clever plan, how you toyed with the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, and how you killed those disciples of the Sword Pavilion with the Haotian divine sword. "
Chen Luoyang was speechless.
He almost couldn't help but cover his face with his hands.
"Invite her in." Chen Luoyang shook his head inwardly, but he didn't show any unusual expression on his face.
After Ying Qingqing came in, she bowed to Chen Luoyang. "Hierarch Chen."
"Sit," Chen Luoyang said casually. "What's the matter?"
"I don't dare to disturb Hierarch Chen for too long. I just heard something from Mr. Jingang. I have some doubts, so I came to ask Hierarch Chen for advice," Ying Qingqing said.
"About the disciples of the Sword Pavilion?" Chen Luoyang asked.
Ying Qingqing shook her head. "I really hope that you two can shake hands and make peace. But I can't persuade either side to take a beating without fighting back."
Chen Luoyang said calmly, "Then you came for my Haotian divine sword?"
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