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Heck!

Who is talking in front of that?

"Ask you guys!"

The cold voice came again, this time there was obviously a hint of displeasure in the voice.

Nine Swords Star Pattern Grass: How dare these two people ignore his question?

Simply presumptuous!

Zhunti:? ? ?

Pick up:? ? ?

Where is the sound coming from?

Obviously there is no one around, huh?

"Where are you looking?"

The two of them searched around for a while and didn't pay attention to their feet. This was simply a great disrespect and insult to his Nine Swords Star Pattern Grass!

This time, Zhunti and Jieyin heard the direction of the voice clearly, and it actually came from under their feet.

Looking around, I saw a stalk of grass standing upright. I thought it was a weed if I didn't pay attention!

"Brother, is this... a plant of grass?"

Zhunti was quite shocked by this.

The weeds are all fine these days!

"Bold grass, do you know who we are? We are the second sage of the West—Zhunti, welcome!"

Thinking that their majestic saints were actually blocked by a grass? ?

A piece of broken grass is also worthy of stopping them?

What a shame!

"Ben Nine Swords doesn't care who you are? Even if you are a saint, you have to ask Ben Nine Swords about the meaning before entering the human territory, and get the consent of Ben Nine Swords!"

Hearing what Nine Swords Star Pattern Grass said, Zhunti was very angry.

It is simply an honor for the human race that their saints descended to the human race!

What kind of grass is this Nine Swords, but they despise them so much and don't take them seriously, it's just hateful!

Zhun came up with a violent temper, and hit the Nine Swords Star Grass directly.

He had to take care of this tall grass today!

"Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree!"

Zhunti took out the magic weapon, the Seven Treasure Tree, turned it into a thick tree vine, and waved it towards the Nine Swords Star Pattern Grass!

Nine Swords Star Pattern Grass' eyes turned cold, and she smiled disdainfully.

Hehe, what a trick!

With his Nine Swords and Star Pattern Grass here, do you still want to break through?

Overcome!

The Nine Swords Star Grass stretched out its leaves, and the cold and sharp sword light radiated out, blocking the attack of the Qibao Miaoshu.

At the same time, the terrifying sword intent caught them by surprise and completely blocked their way.

Nine Swords Star Pattern Grass: This strength... is not as good as the ones who came before...

Zhunti and Jieying didn't expect that they would be picked up by a blade of grass, and they immediately showed embarrassment and resentment, and they were so ashamed that they wished they could find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

This cold and stern sword intent is actually so similar to Broken Sword?

"Say! What do you want to do in the human territory? Why?"

Nine Swords Star Pattern Grass looked coldly at Zhunti and Jieying in front of him. These two people were not friendly and peaceful at first glance.

Still want to break in?

This is the end!

"Friend Daoist, this is all a misunderstanding..."

Jieyin was restrained by the sword energy and couldn't move, so he immediately opened his mouth to explain.

"We will come here because the senior asked us to come..."

"That senior?"

Nine Swords Star Grass was stunned.

Which senior?

Please speak clearly!

"It's the senior with the broken sword."

When Jieyin said this, Nine Swords Star Pattern Grass was shocked.

It was the master who asked them to come?

Why did the master let this kind of person come to the human race?

Seeing the Star Pattern Grass's expression moved slightly, Jieyin continued to explain.

"Fellow Daoist, I think you have really misunderstood. We are definitely not here to start a war. It is the senior who asked us to come to the Suiren clan to reward the western missionary human race."

Still know Suirenshi?

Western missionaries?

Is it really sent by the master?

At the same time, Chen Sheng Dongfu.

After Chen Sheng watched the Second Saint of the West leave, he was just about to drink tea when he suddenly slapped his head.