There is a sword seal seat at the front end of the platform. This is the position of the sect leader of the Taixuan Sword Sect, and there are fourteen positions behind it. This is the position of the Lord of Jiufeng Peak and the Lord of the Four Pavilions and the Lord of Jianxuan Pavilion and the Sword Three Downs.

It was noon, and only a sound of breaking through the air was heard. Jian Sanchen and others appeared, landing on the platform, attracting everyone's eyes.

Xue Shaohong's eyes fell on one of them, and his body trembled, his eyes were filled with bright light, and tears gathered. Beichenxue discovered Xue Shaohong's abnormality and grabbed his hand, which made Xue Shaohong calm down.

This is a sloppy man. He has a gourd around his waist. The gourd is carved from spiritual jade. It forms a space inside, which accommodates all things. It is worn by mortals to prolong life and cultivaters to enhance their strength. Unfortunately, this treasure has become a wine gourd, which is considered a pearl covered with dust.

The sloppy man was burly and had a very majestic figure, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose and flared face, a square face, no beard, black hair, and was full of chaos, like a mess of grass. He sat upright on the sword seal position, leaning on the chair, squinting eyes like sleeping tigers, and his vague power covered the universe, which was unmatched by anyone. In such decadence, he was like a cloud of clouds and sky, and who in the world could stand side by side.

He is the adoptive father of the Taixuan Sword Sect leader Xue Lingtian and Xue Shaohong.

I haven't seen my father for four years. Xue Shaohong was so excited that he recognized his father very well. It was just not an opportunity, nor was it a chance to recognize him. He was waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to shake the world, and announced that Xue Shaohong was back and Xue Lingtian's son was back.

This is a battle in the holy land, and it is a major event in the heavenly spirit. As the leader of the Taixuan Sword Sect, Xue Lingtian naturally got it. Even if he didn't say a word, he would have got it.

"Oh~!"

Jian Sanchen knew that this would be the result, so he stood up and began a pre-war speech.

Xue Shaohong had no intention of hearing these words, and his mind sank into the sea of ​​souls and asked, "Senior, senior, my father?"

Jianhun said: "He is very good, he is very strong, and his talent is above me."

The stone in Xue Shaohong's heart fell. He was afraid that his father would be too guilty of himself because he had hurt his body.

Xue Shaohong asked: "Senior, what is my father's strength now? You may see

Got it out?"

Sword Soul said, "I can't see it, and I dare not look it. His soul power is about to enter the heavenly realm. I am only in the late stage of the Earth level. If I scanned his body, he would be able to discover the original."

Xue Shaohong said: "Hmph, this is my father, one sword is Lingyun Xuelingtian."

Jianhun said: "You can really show off. It is a blessing for you to have such a father."

The battle began, with a total of 1,321 people, all of whom were under thirty years old and reached the realm of Death Mystery.

Tai Xuanwu Fights Tai, there are currently ten battles that can be played, and there are formations on each fighting platform, so there is no need to worry about the fluctuations of the battle infiltrating and injuring the innocent.

Moreover, in order not to remember other battles in the martial arts arena, there is no sound of fighting, and the voice of speaking is indeed good, not for others, just for those who admit defeat.

There were 1,321 people, the last one was bye, and the remaining 1,320 people were bounded by No. 660, No. 1 fought against No. 661 cultivator, No. 2 fought against No. 662, and so on, No. 650 fought against No. 1,320, the winner stayed and the loser left until only one hundred people were left, and multiple rounds of battle were carried out.

Twenty people were able to go to the martial arts stage, and at a command, the martial arts battle began.

Some martial arts fighting stages were discovered and they were defeated in one encounter. Then they arranged the second game, and the speed was quite fast. In a blink of an eye, two sticks of incense had passed, and more than 200 games had been fought.

A disciple of Taixuan Sect met a ruthless man. With a powerful attack, he not only knocked the disciple of Taixuan Sword Sect to fly off the fighting platform, but also seriously injured him and fainted, almost being deposed.

Many disciples of Taixuan Sword Sect squinted their eyes and remembered his appearance.

This man was wearing a white robe and had a cliff pattern on his chest. The cliff seemed to cross the world and was very conspicuous.

Jueming Cliff, a powerful holy land in the Central Emperor Realm.

This man murmured, "Does the disciple of Taixuan Sword Sect seem to be not very good? In the past, Jin had heard such a saying: Of course, Xue Shaohong, I don't know that the Qilin Shaosect of Taixuan Sword Sect is here. In order to catch up with him, Jin killed half of his life just to practice. If he couldn't compete with him, it would be a pity."

When the disciples of Taixuan Sword Sect heard this, they couldn't help but stand up one after another and glared at Jing Yu. Before they could speak, Jian Sanchen said, "Next."

He understood some things, looked at Xue Shaohong with a complicated look, and then continued to stare at the martial arts stage.

At this moment, I secretly knew how many pairs of eyes fell on Xue Lingtian's body, and the meaning was self-evident.

They can't beat Xue Shaohong, or the power of his sword, but they have the juniors and the back of Xue Lingtian, which feels very comfortable.

Xue Shaohong looked at all this calmly. In his heart, Jing Yu had already knelt in front of Xue Lingtian's statue and silently confessed.

Beichenxue held Xue Shaohong's finger tightly, for fear that he would go wild. She knew that Xue Shaohong was feeling unpleasant at this moment. At this moment, his father was nailed to the pillar and was severely humiliated.

As for the people outside the field, they had never spoken, so they could only chat secretly and not dare to speak out. This was a slap in the face of Taixuan Sword Sect and a slap in the face of Taixuan Sword Sect leader. They still wanted to live but not die.

Xue Shaohong whispered in his heart: "Are you here? Who will it be? It shouldn't be fun yet. I want to see what level of clown you are."

As Xue Shaohong guessed, in the 364th session, another person humiliated the disciple of Taixuan Sword Sect. This disciple is like, but Xue Shaohong behind him is complicated.

This man was born in the Iron Sword Sect and is considered the eighteenth junior of the sword soul.

Jianhun said: "Boy, don't worry about me. It's heartbreaking to be like this Iron Sword Sect is like today. Such a mess will die if you die, and Yan Tao will shake the world."

Xue Shaohong said: "Sorry, senior."

Jianhun said: "No sorry, this is reasonable for my iron sword sect's mouse shit, don't worry about my face."

He was very heartbroken. He didn't expect that the Iron Sword Sect would join such a trend. Such a disciple really wanted to go out and crush him to death with one finger. He was so proud afterwards.

Xue Shaohong said: "Thank you, senior!"

The sword soul is magnanimous, so Xue Shaohong is unscrupulous and is very grateful in his heart.

He will move this person, and no one can stop him.

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Chapter completed!