"Mr. Wu Envoy, Xiahou has something to ask for his opinion." He bowed deeply.

“Buzz.”

The clouds rolled.

An old man appeared in the clouds.

He was wearing a black robe and had the word "wu" engraved on his chest!

Martial envoy of the Martial Palace!

This is a monk guarding the Eastern Wilderness in the Wu Palace!

The old man from Wushuang said coldly, "Xiahou, I have not held you accountable for the failure of Wushuang Holy Road. What else do you have?"

Xiahou Longhu bent down and said, "If it weren't for the urgent matter, Xiahou wouldn't have come to disturb the envoy Wu."

"What's the matter?" Wu Zhi said coldly.

"The traitor to my Sword Sect, Jian Beichen, has now transformed into an evil demon and is causing trouble to the East Wilderness!" Xiahou Longhu said.

"Sword Beichen?" Wu Qi raised his eyebrows: "I have some impression. He seems to have cultivated into the body of the Holy Sword, and he is still alive?"

Hearing the four words "Holy Sword Body", Xiahou Longhu twitched and nodded, "Yes."

The military envoy was silent for a while.

The incident seemed to be very involved in that year, and he had only a little knowledge of it. He only knew that Jian Beichen's existence alarmed many older generation strong men in the Martial Palace.

After a while, the military envoy just nodded: "I understand this."

"What should I do if I do with the evil master?"

"If you can kill it, it is not worthy of my martial arts palace attention. Just kill it!" The military envoy sneered.

Xiahou Longhu's eyes flashed and he asked cautiously: "I wonder when the Martial Palace will be unsealed?"

"Hmm? You can ask about this matter?" Wu Ji's eyes were sharp.

Xiahou Longhu immediately bowed deeply: "Xiahou knew his mistake."

"Not to be an example." Wu Zhi snorted coldly and waved his hand: "Get back."

"yes!"

Xiahou Longhu walked away, but the military messenger frowned.

"Feixue, Qingshan, you two go and see the evil master." The military envoy suddenly said.

The two young men appeared, with arrogance vaguely visible in their expressions, but they were extremely respectful in front of the envoy.

"Yes, master." The two bent over and bowed.

The military envoy looked at it and said lightly: "You don't need to reveal your identity here, just confirm whether the evil master is Jian Beichen."

"Master, if the forces of the East Wilderness are defeated by the evil master, wouldn't the East Wilderness be in chaos?" One person hesitated.

"Hmph, with my Wu Palace suppressing the Eastern Wilderness, the Demon Realm cannot cause any storms. What is an evil master? Don't talk nonsense, just go!" The martial arts envoy snorted heavily.

"Yes!" The two of them were shocked, bowed deeply, and took the order and left.

The military envoy looked at the place where the clouds and mist were rolling behind him.

"Jian Beichen." He said to himself and frowned again: "I don't know what happened back then, but it actually alarmed several martial emperors..."

"The Martial Palace is closed to usher in a new era. I was ordered to guard this place and could not leave the guard without authorization."

"But that sword Beichen seems to be very important too. If so, should I... go out and catch him?"

The military envoy was thinking deeply.

Extremely far away.

Qingshan and Feixue, two disciples of the Martial Palace, went to the distance with excitement.

"This time the martial arts palace is closed, I heard that the disciples of the martial arts palace have great opportunities. But we have to follow the master's order to guard the outside of the hall. I don't know what bad luck has been for eight lifetimes!" The disciples called Qingshan complained.

"There must be great dangers when you have a great opportunity. Do you think it must be a good thing to be there? You must know that we have enough cultivation resources here. The master controls the Holy Sect of the Martial Palace and uses the holy thoughts to cleanse the marrow and bones for us. You should be content." Feixue snorted softly.

"Haha, I'll talk." Qingshan smiled: "You said that the master occupied the Wumen, has his strength reached the level of the Spirit Emperor?"

"Then it goes without saying that with the blessing of the Wumen, the master is the Emperor of Wu. Otherwise, how could the master just do the task of guarding the Wumen?"

The two chatted casually, and walked further and further away.

But what the two of them didn't know was that at the very high altitude, Xiahou Longhu looked down indifferently.
Chapter completed!