Chapter 134: Xiao Jueqing with a humble attitude

Xu Fan left Zangjian Mountain, but he came alone when he came, and he took two people with him when he left.

It is Xiaodou Ding Yepan, and his Big sis Ye Yao.

Logically, only Ye Pan wanted to leave with Xu Fan and go to Xizhou to learn Sword Technique.

But according to Ye Tianning’s words: “Panpan must be small and needs someone to take care of it. Let Ye Yao go with it.”



So Ye Yao followed Xu Fan to Xizhou.

The three of them left Yukong in this way.

Xu Fan could still guess some of Ye Tianning’s thoughts, but he didn’t want to pay attention to it, and he didn’t want to pay attention to it.

Ye Yao hugged Ye Pan, Yukong followed Xu Fan, raising her head from time to time, looking at Xu Fan, but finally did not hold back, and asked: “Sword God Lord…”.

Xu Fan interrupted her, “Don’t call me the Sword God, you can just call my name Xu Fan, or you can call me Xu Dage.”.

Ye Yao nodded and shouted shyly, “Xu Dage, shall we go directly to Xizhou? I’m afraid my Spirit Power is not enough.”.

Xu Fan shook his head, “Go to a place with me first.”

Deep mountains.

A large number of teams transporting supplies walked into this mountain in an endless stream. They just walked to a certain location and disappeared mysteriously.

Deserted mountains, so many materials, mysterious disappeared material transportation team.

All this has become a local strange story.

Until, a huge Sect suddenly appeared here.

It is the unfeeling Sword Sect who has been hidden for a long time.

After the birth of the Unfeeling Sword Sect, countless sword repairmen came here to join the Unfeeling Sword Sect, and there was a lot of people here.

Especially after the destruction of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, this place is even more crowded, meaning it has faintly developed into Sacred Land, the number one swordsmanship.

Hidden for hundreds of years, birth is the pinnacle, which proves the strength and prestige of the Unfeeling Sword Sect.

In the Unfeeling Sword Sect.

At this time, the disciples of the Unfeeling Sword Sect were also full of pride. They looked at people and treated things, and were superior to others. Perhaps, they had already regarded themselves as the world’s number one Sword Sect.

Xiao Heng, the chief disciple of the Unfeeling Sword Sect, is a mature middle-aged man. At this moment, he always has a bad feeling in his heart.

After the ancestor came back last time, his face was ugly to the extreme, and he immediately closed the door.

And his breath fluctuated so sharply, what happened?

The two sword gods in East and West are dead. Ordinarily, the ancestor’s plan has been achieved. Why is his face so ugly?

At this time, a disciple saw Xiao Heng and immediately pleased stepped forward and said.

“Senior Brother Xiao, haven’t you seen that there is a sea of ​​people outside now, and everyone says we are the world’s number one swordsman.”

Although Xiao Heng’s expression was ugly, he nodded.

My unfeeling Sword Sect’s millennial plan has finally come true.

At this moment, not far from them, a man and a woman suddenly appeared.

The man wears a white shirt with outstanding temperament. His face is covered with white breath, which is even more mysterious.

The beautiful and unparalleled woman still holds in her arms a little girl with wide-eyed eyes and sneaking around looking around.

Xiao Heng was startled. This is the hinterland of the martial arts. How did they get in?

He hasn’t spoken yet, but the disciple beside him has already stepped forward and reprimanded, “Who are you? Asshole, how did you get here?”.

As he said, he wanted to step forward and block it.

However, as soon as his footsteps moved, the body of the Unfeeling Sect disciple stopped stupefied.

He seemed to have lost his soul, standing there quietly.

Xiao Heng’s Cultivation Base is profound, and his powerful eyes clearly see that the body of that disciple is constantly trembling!

It’s like seeing the great horror.Xiao Heng’s heart was shocked.

The man also stopped. He spoke softly and said to the distant mountain: “Xiao Jueqing, come out!”

As soon as this sentence came out, there was a sudden fluctuation in the place of the unfeeling ancestor Closed Door Training behind.

Xiao Jueqing appeared in the court, dressed in a gray shirt.

Xiao Jueqing’s face was heavy, he sighed softly, and bowed to the man in white.

Leaning over to salute, with a very low attitude.

“Unfeeling Sword Sect Xiao Jueqing see Lord Sword God!”

Xiao Heng was shocked!

Sword God?



Which sword god?

Xu Fan said flatly: “Do you know why I am here today?”.

Xiao Bieqing didn’t get up, and leaned over and replied, “I once sent a disciple to intercept and kill the adults, and I tried to do something against the adults in the Tianjue Mountains.”



Xiao Jueqing’s attitude is extremely humble. If someone sees it, he will never believe that this is that unbelievable unfeeling ancestor?

Xu Fan looked plain, and asked in a low voice, “You said, what should I do?”.

Xiao Jueqing’s body halted, his knees bent, and he knelt on the ground, “Xiao Jueqing is willing to die, and I beg Master Sword God to let me go to Sword Sect.”

Xu Fan didn’t reply, but the innocent Ye Panpan said with his fingers in his hands: “Ligger, this old grandfather is so pitiful.”

Xu Fan shook his head, “It has been true since ancient times, Xiao Jueqing, if it was me who lost that day, would you spare my life?”.

Xiao Jueqing thought for a moment, then shook his head, “No!”

Xu Fan: “You are also honest, so, I will give you a chance to take my sword and spare you not to die!”

Xiao Jueqing’s face was beaming. Although he knew he was not Xu Fan’s opponent, he still had full confidence in taking the next sword.

Xu Fan chuckled softly, not seeing the slightest movement, but Xiao Jueqing’s face changed and his body trembled.

And Xiao Heng also felt it at this time, he knew why the disciple just stopped moving.

A spirit sword appeared in his body!



Strangely suspended in his body, condensed by his Spirit Power, but not controlled by him.

Can break out at any time.

“puff!”

Xiao Jueqing’s face was pale, a long sword pierced his chest and flew out, and his momentum fell sharply.

Xiao Jueqing: “This kind of kendo is unheard of…”.

Spirit swords are flying, Sword Ray shining, Sword Qi is vertical and horizontal, with the special breath of unfeeling swordsmanship, flying around Xu Fan, and then flying into Xu Fan’s sword gourd.

Xiao Jueqing murmured, “Attacked my kendo directly? The kendo battle? My kendo was defeated, and my Spirit Power was condensed into a spirit sword, which you can control…”.

Xiao Jueqing then raised his head, looked at Xu Fan and asked, “The horrible supernatural power…Is this the supernatural power you can comprehend after completing your kendo?”.

Xu Fan nodded.

Xiao Jueqing’s face was pale, “If I win the kendo battle, what will happen?”.

Xu Fan glanced at Xiao Jueqing, did not answer his question, but said: “From today onwards, Jueqing Sword Sect will be sealed again!” Then, he turned and left.

Xiao Jueqing said loudly: “Follow the order of the Sword God!”

Until Xu Fan’s figure disappeared, Xiao Jueqing’s body softened and sat slumped on the ground.

Xiao Heng quickly tried to hold Xiao Jueqing, but was stopped by Xiao Jueqing.

“Father, how are you…”.

Xiao Jueqing shook his head, “A Cultivation Base is ruined, and the kendo that he has practiced since childhood… is gone.”.

Xiao Heng wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Xiao Jueqing again, “From now on, we will order all disciples not to go out, and those who violate the order will be cut off! The Unfeeling Sword Sect will be sealed again!”.

Xiao Heng: “Yes! I don’t know when the mountain is closed?”.

Xiao Jueqing slowly said, “His time is coming. I’m not fit for Sword Sect in this era. Just ten thousand years…”

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