Chapter 1177 The ferry is down, the storm is about to come
Western Holy Kingdom, border.
Just like the Kingdom of God of East Victory, the Kingdom of West Holy also has a city by the Tianhe River, but it is different.
The Dongsheng Shen Kingdom stationed on the Tianhe River is the first heroic city in the northwest, and the Tianwu Sect, one of the seven major sects, is in charge.
Reflecting on the Western Holy Kingdom, this is not the first city on the border of the Western Holy Kingdom, but it is definitely one of the most prosperous cities in the Western Holy Kingdom, because... almost all fighters enter here.
Because there is a ferry hall here, because this is the place where people below the Saint Warriors take a shuttle boat.
This city has a very poetic name, Fengwu City, but the city is fighting almost every moment, of course, outside the city.
There is a Dukou Zhongtang and the City Lord’s Mansion in the city, but few people dare to cause trouble.
After all, most of the fighters who enter here come to cross the Tianhe River or pass the barriers, and will not violate the rules set by the Ferry Hall.
The rules of the Dukou Zhongtang are actually very simple. As long as they don’t kill people in the city, they will not pay attention to it.
Yes, it’s just not killing people. Even if you seriously injure someone, there is no problem. Of course, there is a prerequisite, that is, if something is damaged, it will be ten times the compensation.
It’s okay if you don’t compensate, but there will naturally be someone who will talk to the forces behind you. As for how to talk and what the consequences are, only those who have experienced it will know.
In Fengwu City, the inn closest to Dukou Zhongtang, it was crowded at this time.
Three hundred years later, the Bajue Sect had just announced its birth, and the sword of the first sect leader of the Bajue Sect was taken out for auction. This was simply a slap in the face, and it was not an exaggeration to say it was an insult.
Not far from the Ferry Hall, the window faces the room of the Ferry Hall, and the two old men stared at the passage next to the Ferry Hall.
That is... the only way to get off the boat or get on board.
This time, their task was very simple and difficult.
Escort the Dingsword Sword Return to the Heavenly Sword Sect.
If there was no such factor as Bajue Sect, the two of them would not have been so serious at all.
On the road where Bajue Sect does not leave, Tianjian Sect is the most respected.
Just the identities of the two of them are enough to shock the vast majority of the villains.
"The Sword of Destruction has been obtained."
After a moment, the old man standing next to the window showed a smile on his face, and the full laughter sounded from the room.
The Dingsword Sword, the sword of the first sect leader of the Bajue Sect, was actually left out, and now they have been obtained by their Tianjian Sect.
If this matter is spread, will the Bajue Sect still have the face to occupy the top of the seven sects?
Thinking of this, Ouyang Feng couldn't help laughing happily.
How many years have they been? The Tianjian Sect has never been able to accept the title of No. 1 in Bajue Sect. Why is a strength driven out of the upper realm? What qualifications do they have to occupy the key to enter Yanliang Mountain?
All of this should be from their Tianjian Sect, and only their Tianjian Sect has this qualification.
But for some reason, whether it is the Supreme Elder or the Sect Master, he chose to remain silent and show no attitude towards this matter.
But in the entire Tianjian Sect, except for a few who did not express any attitude in this matter, everyone, from outer disciples to true disciples, all believed that the Bajue Sect was not qualified or capable of occupying the position of the seven sects, and was not qualified to have the key to enter Yanliang Mountain.
"Elder Ouyang, have you obtained the things?"
The old man sitting on the other side of the chair suddenly looked up, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes, but he was not as excited as Ouyang Feng. On the contrary, a trace of worry flashed between his eyebrows.
"Yes, Elder Lin, three days later, the ferry will dock. At that time, the people of the Zou family will bring the Dingsword here. As long as the Dingsword comes to our hands, then will the world dare to snatch this artifact from our Tianjian Sect?" The powerful confidence revealed in Ouyang Feng's tone naturally emanated.
Tianjian Sect, one of the seven sects, and even before the Bajue Sect was born, they were the well-deserved leaders of the seven sects. Who dared to be enemies with them?
"It's better not to be careless. I always feel that this time things are not that simple." Elder Lin reminded in a deep voice.
So what about the Tianjian Sect? Even the sword of the first sect leader of the Bajue Sect dares to take it out for auction, so what else can't be done?
"This is, I thought there was a shadow of Bajue Sect behind this Ferry Hall over the years. Now it seems that I have misunderstood him." Ouyang Feng laughed: "If there was a shadow of Bajue Sect behind this Ferry Hall, this time this Ding Shen Sword Sect would probably have appeared in the hands of our Tianjian Sect."
This guess is not just the Tianjian Sect guess, but almost every sect among the seven major sects speculates.
But now it seems that just because Dukou Zhongtang took out the sword of the first sect leader of the Bajue Sect to auction, Dukou Zhongtang had nothing to do with the Bajue Sect.
But in this way, the forces behind the Dukou Zhongtang made people feel more curious and terrifying.
Don’t even be afraid of revenge from Bajue Sect? How powerful is this to dare to do this?
"No matter what, I always feel that this task is not that easy." Elder Lin shook his head gently: "Elder Ouyang, remember, don't be careless."
"Don't worry." Although Ouyang Feng was disdainful in his heart, Ouyang Feng did not dare to show any slightest bit of it on the surface. His disdain was just revenge for the so-called Bajue Sect, but he did not dare to be disrespectful to Elder Lin at all.
Because Elder Lin is the law enforcement elder of Bajue Sect, and a strong man in the sage realm is much higher than his strength. Although Ouyang Feng is also an elder, he is just a Saint Fighting Warrior, a Saint Fighting Warrior level 2.
Three days passed in a flash.
Looking at a city with blurry outlines that could be seen from afar, Zhao Yu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Yang Xiao, let the people below the Saint Warrior, leave them to you, and let them to me."
"Hmm?" Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment. He suspected that he had heard it wrong, or that Zhao Yu had said it wrong, so he hurriedly said: "Shaoye, shouldn't I deal with the Saint Warriors?"
"No, your strength is not able to deal with the Saint Warrior for the time being." Zhao Yu shook his head gently: "And trust me, dealing with the Great Warrior is much more dangerous than dragging the Saint Warrior."
"Shaolin..."
Yang Xiao looked very anxious. He came to protect Zhao Yu, but now Zhao Yu made such a decision. However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Yu: "This is an order, you just need to obey it."
"Yes." Yang Xiao's expression stiffened for a moment. This was the first time Zhao Yu spoke so seriously. For some reason, he didn't have the courage to refute.
Chapter completed!