Fighting the Martial Universe

Jian Jingtian was standing on the side. These four elders were both masters and conservatives.

Just when the four elders were arguing and unable to deal with each other, Jian Jingtian waved his hand and said, "Four elders, how to deal with this matter, let's wait a few more days."

"Wait a few days?"

One of the elders was puzzled.

"The work pile was dropped from the parts mechanism that day. It must be done by the people in the Heavenly Demon Palace. I guess they will probably sneak into my Soul Sword Race. I have sent the elders to ambush nearby and wait for the rabbits. I don't believe it. To a."

The sword shocked the sky.

As long as he caught one, he would be able to inquire about the purpose of the Heavenly Demon Palace against his Sword Soul Race.

The four supreme elders were also sober upon hearing this, and no longer had any objections.

At present, their most important thing is to figure out the motives of the Heavenly Demon Palace.

While Jian Jingtian was discussing important matters with the four elders, Zhang Mofan encountered a lot of trouble.

He was just about to go to his residence alone, but was stopped by a few young people from the Sword Soul Race.

The headed young man glanced at Zhang Mofan a few times and said, "You are the adopted son of the young patriarch, Zhang Mofan?"

Zhang Mofan raised his head, glanced at the young man, and frowned slightly.

This young man has already spread hostility towards him.

Originally, Zhang Mofan didn't bother to pay attention to him, but after all, the other party was a member of the Sword Soul Clan. He still nodded and said, "Yes, what's the matter?"

The young man said coldly: "I am Jian Zhengxiu, a warrior of the young generation of sword soul clan. I just heard about you from the Hui clan. The clan chief did not embarrass you because of the relationship between the young clan chief. I didn't do anything."

"Do you know what it means for you to destroy the marriage between the Soul Sword Race and the Tyrant Blade Race?"

Jian Zhengxiu's voice was extremely loud, and almost attracted some people from the surrounding clans, each of them turned their eyes to Zhang Mofan, and began to whisper.

"This Zhang Mofan, relying on his own mystery to support him, let us lose the face of the Sword Soul Race, he still has the face to stay in the Sword Soul Race?"

"He relied on the young patriarch as his adoptive father."

"Do you know what is the most arrogant thing about this Zhang Mofan? He actually dared to say that he wanted to pursue Mu Xiaoman in front of everyone."

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Hearing these people's comments, Zhang Mofan frowned. If these words were changed to a general warrior, a warrior with a little arrogance would have long been angry.

However, Zhang Mofan's state of mind was still calm, and said: "Have you finished talking? If you are finished, just let it go."

"Zhang Mofan, do you know what it means for you to break the marriage between our two races?"

Jian Zhengxiu said.

He is the only one among the young generation who knows the inside story of the marriage.

Therefore, he was very disgusted with Zhang Mofan.

Zhang Mofan looked at Jian Zhengxiu, and said, "Sword Soul Clan's major events, isn't it your turn to worry about it? Besides, Senior Jian Jingtian didn't blame me."

Originally, what Zhang Mofan said was a very ordinary thing, Jian Jingtian and he had resolved the misunderstanding, and he even helped the sword soul clan find the reason for the exhaustion of the spirit veins.

However, these words heard in the ears of the Sword Soul Clan people, but it was very ear-piercing and completely angered them.

Many tribesmen are full of waves of holy power.

"Zhang Mofan, you are too much, do you think that the patriarch did not blame you, so you have no responsibility?"

Jian Zhengxiu's eyes widened, holding an epee in his hand, and hitting the ground fiercely.

boom!

A powerful wave impacted away, causing the entire ground to start shaking violently.

Jian Zhengxiu is a genius of the young generation of Sword Soul Clan. His cultivation has reached the middle level of enlightenment, and his strength is very powerful.

You know, Jian Zhengxiu is not an ordinary saint, but a genius of the sword soul clan, whose strength is comparable to ordinary geniuses of the upper realm of enlightenment.

Zhang Mofan's eyes sank, knowing that this person is not easy to deal with, and with his current strength, he may not be able to easily defeat him if he goes all out.

Now, when he comes to the Great Holy Land in Zhongzhou, all the people he meets are the geniuses of a large family, with a profound background, and the ability to leapfrog challenges is greatly reduced.

I am afraid that the giant axe gang that he once killed helped Zhao Yuan to understand the cultivation base of the Saint Upper Realm. In front of this Jian Zhengxiu, it may not be able to hold a few tricks.

Zhang Mofan frowned and said: "I don't want to fight with you, let me go."

"Today, I must teach you a lesson. The patriarch and the young patriarch did not blame you. Don't think that you have done nothing wrong."

Jianzheng Xiu said: "I will let you pick up my three swords. If you can take it, you can stay in the Sword Soul Clan. If you can't take it, you should get out of the Sword Soul Clan by yourself."

The clansmen of the Sword Soul Clan joined together one by one.

"Yes, he really has the face to stay with our Sword Soul Race, and get out as soon as possible."

"Big Brother Jian Zhengxiu was too polite to him. I changed him. I had already tried to teach him a lesson. However, this Mo Fan is so powerful that he can compete with the Young Chief."

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Zhang Mofan really didn't want to fight Jian Zhengxiu, not because he had no confidence, but whether he defeated Jian Zhengxiu or not, it didn't make any sense.

If he loses, he will lose face.

If they win, the Sword Soul Race will lose face.

A genius of the Soul Sword Clan, a strong man in the Middle Realm of Enlightenment, was defeated by him, and the Soul Sword Clan would lose face.

At this moment, a sword light flew in the distance, and there was a boy who appeared to be seven or eight years old, and said: "Jian Zhengfeng, don't embarrass Zhang Mofan. The patriarch did not blame Zhang Mofan. If you wound Zhang Mofan The patriarch will definitely punish you."

Seeing the boy appearing, some members of the Sword Soul Clan became quiet.

This person is naturally the Sword Boy~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In the past, the Sword Boy brought Zhang Feng back to the Sword Soul Clan, but he received a huge reward. Moreover, the Sword Boy is not a human being, but a sword spirit contained in the world. Hua, now returning to the Sword Soul Clan, he has also cultivated to the late stage of Sainthood.

Zhang Mofan was also surprised when he saw Jian Tong: "Jian Tong, did you think your cultivation is so strong?"

Jian Tong looked at Zhang Mofan, and smiled: "Zhang Mofan, I am an innate sword body. I will return to the sword soul clan to practice, and I will naturally get twice the result with half the effort."

"It's just that your speed has increased too fast."

Zhang Mofan exclaimed again and again.

"Sword Boy, it seems that you also know this Zhang Mofan. When you were in the Eastern Zhou Sacred Land, you met him? However, I don't care what your relationship is. Today, I will definitely give him a lesson."

Jian Zhengxiu didn't put the sword boy in his eyes at all, if the sword boy's cultivation was the same as him, he would still be a little jealous.

However, Sword Boy only had to enter the upper realm, not his opponent.