Yuan Xiangtian swears in public that, in the face of the crushing of the Immortal Emperor's will, sweat drips down his forehead.

After Liu Wuxie finished speaking, he turned around and left the hall, and Long Yuanxiong quickly followed.

It was not until Liu Wuxie walked away that Yuan Xiangtian raised his head. Before he knew it, his clothes were already wet with sweat.

Yuan Guanghuan and the butler were still shaking their legs, as if they had walked away from the gates of hell.

"Who is this Liu Wuxie? How could he have such terrifying power?"

The housekeeper said with lingering fear.

Yuan Xiangtian shook his head. Although he was in the Immortal Lord Realm, he didn't know that this was the will of the Immortal Emperor.

In the eyes of the Immortal Emperor, Immortal Lord is not even considered ant.

"Lao Rou, you personally take this long sword and go upstream. As you said just now, cut off the material supply from the Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion. No matter what conditions the other party put forward, we agree."

Yuan Xiangtian is worthy of being a hero of a generation. Since he has decided on something, he must do his best.

"The head of the family, if this fails, our Yuan family will never recover."

The butler's face was full of worry, thinking that the head of the family was a little impulsive.

"Then tell me, if our Yuan family cannot get the first place this year, how many years can it last?"

Yuan Xiangtian asked the butler.

The latter remained silent. For a whole year, their Yuan family only sold hundreds of weapons, which was seriously ineffective. At most, they were still going to perish in one or two years.

It would be better to bet on this, and the long sword refined by Liu Wuxie was placed in front of them, and they were disciples of Biyao Palace, no one could refuse.

...

"Brother Liu, where are we going next?"

After leaving the Yuan family, Long Yuanxiong asked.

"wait!"

The next thing to do is wait and wait for the weapon refining conference to start.

There were people coming and going on the streets, because the Qingxia City weapon refining conference was about to begin, and many monks from nearby cities were coming to observe this grand event.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

There were sounds of breaking through the air, and several figures were rushing towards Liu Wuxie and the others at an extremely fast speed.

Many people on the street were knocked over, and a few were shocked and their mouths were bleed and their faces were depressed.

"Boy, I finally found you."

Ran Chenghua made a steady step and appeared in front of Liu Wuxie, with anger on his face.

After leaving last night, he took the woman to other restaurants and secretly arranged three mercenaries to guard the gate of Jiuhe Tower, waiting for Liu Wuxie to come out and kill him.

As a result, he waited in Wanhua Tower for a whole night without news. The three mercenaries seemed to have evaporated from the world. It happened that he had just passed by this street and saw Liu Wuxie from afar.

"Brother Liu, who are they?"
Chapter completed!