He agreed with Xiang Yun that after three years, he would join the Tianxuan Holy Meeting and the Demon Lord was about to leave. However, when he was about to leave, he reminded Xiang Yundao again.

"By the way, Master Xiang, I want to remind you one more thing."

Xiang Yun was slightly stunned.

"Senior, please speak, and I will listen carefully."

"When you break through to the holy level, if you are not sure, it is best not to rush to compete with Zuo Qiuheng."

"Oh..." Xiang Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of doubt.

Di Wuxie said: "Zuo Qiu Heng is indeed a rare genius. The sword skills he practices are different from many people. They are a desperate sword that determines life and death with one sword. Only by defeating strong enemies at the same level can one be brave and diligent and advance to a higher level.

That's why he has been crazily challenging warriors in the same realm and accumulating his invincible momentum."

Hearing this, Xiang Yun couldn't help but secretly stumble in his heart. As a peak powerful man, Di Wuxie could actually give Zuo Qiu Heng such a high evaluation. It seems that Zuo Qiu Heng is indeed extraordinary, but he still wondered.

"But senior, what does this have to do with the battle between us?"

"Of course it's related. The sword art practiced by Zuo Qiu Heng is too domineering. Anyone who fights with him and ends up losing will almost leave a shadow in his heart and develop fear of life and death.

Therefore, whenever you face a breakthrough, you will develop a demon of your inner life, which will be difficult to break through the shackles. You should also understand the dangers."

Hearing this, Xiang Yun was shocked. For warriors, they had a demon and fear of their inner self and were unable to improve their cultivation. This was like destroying their own path to cultivation.

Xiang Yun initially thought that this was just an ordinary competition with Zuo Qiuheng, but he didn't expect that the danger was so huge.

Di Wuxie seemed not to see Xiang Yun's ugly face and said to himself.

"Your swordsmanship is indeed extremely extraordinary, and that kid has now reached the late-stage limit of the holy level, and it is only one step away from the peak of the holy level.

I guess he wanted to make two preparations. One was to get the blood demon fruit of my Ten Thousand Demon Sect, refining the Blood Evil God Pill to impact the bottleneck, and the other was to use your sword art to sharpen his heart. At that time, your sword art will collapse and he will reach the sky in one step!"

Hearing this, Xiang Yun's face turned dark.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have been plotted by Zuo Qiuheng. This guy looked well-dressed and looked open-minded. Unexpectedly, he suddenly dug such a big hole for himself.

At this moment, Xiang Yun's favor for Zuo Qiu Heng suddenly disappeared, and he was reluctant to draw a circle, cursing this guy being struck by lightning.

At the same time, Xiang Yun was speechless about Di Wuxie, thinking that you are talking very well now. Why didn’t you remind yourself before? If you had said that there was such a thing, could I agree to him? Now that I’m not trying to make things difficult for myself?

Once I enter the Saint level in the future and lose the battle with Zuo Qiu Heng, wouldn’t my cultivation be in the early stage of the Saint level forever, and it would be difficult for me to make progress?

You know, Xiang Yun is responsible for the heavy responsibility of the system. If his cultivation stagnates, he will not be able to complete the system tasks.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yun couldn't help but feel regretful. Damn, why did I agree to this battle so stupidly, can I go back on my word?

However, Zuo Qiu Hengren no longer knew where he went. Xiang Yun wanted to go back on his word, but the door was useless.

Looking at Di Wuxie again, Xiang Yunqiang stabilized his mind and was about to ask if the other party had any opinions or a way to defeat the enemy.

After all, after hearing the previous conversation between Zuo Qiu Heng and Di Wuxie, it was obvious that Zuo Qiu Heng had suffered a defeat in Di Wuxie's hands.

However, Di Wuxie changed his body and handed Xiang Yun a cold and compelling back.

"Sect Master Xiang, since you have agreed to Zuo Qiuheng, I wish you can win the battle, although the possibility of winning is very small."

After saying that, Di Wuxie shook his red hair and turned into a blood light and shot into the sky, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

Xiang Yun watched Di Wuxie leave with his eyes wide open, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He resisted the urge to curse, and two rays of light appeared in his eyes!

"Forget it, isn't it just a battle? Whoever wins and loses is not necessarily the case, but Zuo Qiuheng, I will still say hello to your elders!"

...

At the same time, in the void turbulence thousands of miles away, a white light was shrouded in the two figures, as if they were traveling through the long river of time and space, and the surrounding scenery was like a dream.

At this moment, a young man wearing a light gold robe and a jade-like face was holding a folding fan in his hand, gently swaying the folding fan, standing in front of him with a calm expression.

Behind him, a young man with a long figure and a slightly slim face, who looked a little older than the young man in the golden robe, lowered his head and stood obediently behind the young man in the golden robe.

Although the man's face was extremely puzzled and he looked like he wanted to speak, he would always look like he was silenced whenever he looked up and saw the back of a young man in golden robe, the man's eyes would involuntarily, showing a look of fear. The words he said were swallowed back into his stomach and he never dared to speak.

The young man in the golden robe ignored the man and waved his folding fan on his own. His warm eyes flashed with thoughtful expressions, as if he was thinking about something.

Suddenly, the young man's mouth twitched and he couldn't help but sneeze!

"Ah Yeh!"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and the man behind him was even more frightened, his legs became weak, and he almost collapsed on the ground.

"Uh... Little Master Uncle, are you okay?" The man finally found the opportunity and spoke carefully.

The young man paused slightly, as if he had thought of something, and couldn't help but smile and shake his head, and muttered to himself.

"This Xiang Yun is really interesting, it's worth my trip."

This young man in golden robe is no one else. Of course, he is Zuo Qiuheng who has just left Wuming Sect. Behind him is the Wuming Sect, who was tragically bombarded out of the hall by Xiang Yun, and Li Youyang, the second son of the Divine Sword Sect.

At this moment, the two were on their way back to the Divine Sword Sect.

Li Youyang's heart has always been hanging throughout the journey. Although he is arrogant and arrogant in front of others, what he fears most is that his junior uncle, even surpasses his father, the dignified leader of the Divine Sword Sect.

Along the way, Zuo Qiuheng did not speak, and Li Youyang didn't even dare to show any magnanimity.

At this moment, when he heard Zuo Qiuheng speak and mentioned Xiang Yun, Li Youyang finally plucked up the courage to ask.

"Uncle Master, why did the alliance let go of Wuming Sect? Why didn't we take this opportunity to get rid of Xiang Yun to avoid future troubles..."

Upon hearing this, Zuo Qiu Heng, who was standing with his hands behind his back, glanced at Li Youyang, and just a faint look made Li Youyang stop speaking.

Seeing the latter's appearance, Zuo Qiu Heng curled his mouth and seemed to be in a rare mood, so he actually spoke and explained.

"This is what your father and the leader mean."

"ah……?"

Li Youyang was even more shocked when he heard this. You must know that the punishment for the Wuming Sect and the killing of Xiang Yun before this was clearly the intention of his father. Why did he suddenly change the order?

"By the way, your elder brother is back." Zuo Qiu Heng suddenly spoke.

"Brother is back."

Li Youyang's eyes lit up. He naturally knew that his elder brother Li Fengwen had announced his retreat before, but he actually went to Tianji Continent to participate in the Holy Sect Conference.

Li Youyang also had infinite yearning for the Holy Sect Conference, but his qualifications were still far from his elder brother Li Fengwen, and he was not qualified to attend the Holy Sect Conference. Now, when he heard that his elder brother had returned, he was naturally extremely curious and couldn't help asking.

"Uncle Master, so my elder brother has passed the Holy Sect Conference? I heard that the Holy Sect's chaotic space has countless opportunities. My elder brother must have had a lot of opportunities. Has his strength become stronger now?"

Zuo Qiuheng nodded calmly.

"It's not bad. It's among the top ten of the Holy Sect Conferences, and its cultivation level has reached the peak of quasi-saints. It has also obtained several enlightenment leaves and refined the divine light of the clutch and merger. It is only one step away from the holy level realm."

Hearing the indifferent words from his uncle's mouth, Li Youyang's pupils contracted, and a burst of envy burst out in his eyes.

The peak of the quasi-saint, the Enlightenment Leaf, the Divine Light of the Lihe... All of these things shocked Li Youyang's heart!

He believed that his cultivation talent was first-class, and he had the support of the Divine Sword Sect, so he didn't have to worry about cultivation resources at all. He thought that he had just entered the semi-saint realm and was already a leader among the younger generation.

But first, Xiang Yun came from behind and left him far away. Now he is his elder brother, who is about to enter the realm of Earth Immortals, and has also refined a divine object, one of the three divine lights in the cultivation world, such as the "Separation Divine Light".

Only then did Li Youyang suddenly realize that what he had been proud of before seemed to be worth mentioning in the eyes of these people.

Seeing the desolate and despairing look gradually revealed on Li Youyang's face, Zuo Qiuheng couldn't help but sneer.

"This shocks you so much. Do you want to know who is the first place in the Holy Sect Conference?"

Li Youyang was stunned. The first place in the Holy Sect Conference? The Holy Sect Conference is a competition jointly participated by the geniuses of the entire Seven-Star Continent. The first place in the previous Holy Sect Conference was almost all produced by the forces of the Tianji Continent. How could he know?

The smile on Zuo Qiuheng's face became playful and he said lightly.

"You were slapped in the face today. Don't you remember who that person is?"

As soon as this said, Li Youyang was stunned at first, and then seemed to understand the profound meaning of Zuo Qiuheng's words. Li Youyang's eyes suddenly widened and his whole body was as if he was frozen in place.

After a long time of dazed, he said in a trembling tone in an extremely unbelievable tone.

"Little... uncle, you, are you talking about the number one place in the Holy Sect Conference... Is Xiang... Yun?"

After saying this, it seemed as if Li Youyang's whole strength was used up.

Zuo Qiuheng just nodded slightly to respond.

"If that weren't the case, do you think I would be idle and be a errand-running messenger? I didn't expect that I had been in seclusion for nearly a thousand years, and the Tianxuan Continent actually produced a champion of the Holy Sect Conference. Of course, I have to see it with my own eyes.

When you see you today, Xiang Yun is indeed a character! No wonder this person was attracted by the Holy Sect and the Evil Lord at the same time. Although your father and the Zhengdao Alliance wanted to get rid of Xiang Yun, they did not want to provoke the Holy Sect and the madman at the same time, so they naturally had to take back their lives."

After hearing Zuo Qiu Heng's words, Li Youyang felt as if he was lost. His feet became soft and he actually sat on the ground, muttering to himself constantly.

"This...how is this possible? How is this possible?"

Seeing Li Youyang's reaction, Zuo Qiu Heng's eyes showed an unconcealed contempt and his voice turned cold.
Chapter completed!