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Having said that, he paused slightly, and raised his voice:

"Besides, Chen Xiaoyou, you may not understand how important the inheritance of the Heavenly Sword Sage King is to our Wang family!"

"To bring together the inheritance of the holy king, the Zhongxing family, is the long-cherished wish of my Wang family, since Wang Jue's ancestor founded the Liangshan foundation, for 8 years, and countless generations have gone on and worked hard for it!"

"In the face of this ambition, all past grievances can be let go."

Hearing this, Chen Qingyu paused for a moment before saying in a deep voice:

"I understand, then I am also willing to trust the three."

When the three Wang brothers heard this, a smile appeared on their faces, and one of them asked:

"Then there is one last condition?"

Chen Qingyu smiled and said leisurely:

"My last condition is also the simplest."

"I hope that among the heroes of the Wang family present, brother Wang Pojun can inherit this lineage."

As soon as this statement came out:

The faces of many Wang's children suddenly changed slightly, and they subconsciously focused their eyes on Wang Pojun.

"This……"

Wang Pojun's mind froze.

He never thought beforehand that Chen Shaojun would suddenly make this request, that he should inherit the lineage of the Holy King.

There was a surge of heat in his chest, he opened his mouth, and said subconsciously:

"Brother Chen, why do you..."

"Brother Wang, you don't need to say any more."

Chen Qingyu smiled slightly, and said casually:

"Among all the Wang clan's talents present, only you are my friend, so I naturally have to consider you first."

To him, it doesn't matter if the Holy King is passed on to anyone.

Wang Pojun and him had some friendship, and he owed him the grace of saving his life. It seemed that he was also a person who kept his word and deeds.

That being the case, why not go along with the flow and pass this on to him?

If Wang Pojun becomes the Daoist of the Wang family, his status will rise greatly, and his future will be promising. For him, it is considered an early investment.

"Um……"

The three Wang brothers were silent for a while, and after discussing for a while, they opened their mouths and said:

"Okay, we also agreed to this last condition."

When Chen Qingyu heard this, he laughed loudly and said:

"Okay! The three elders are really happy people."

"Then it's settled!"

The eldest of the three Wang brothers nodded slightly, then turned to look at Wang Pojun, and said:

"Pojun, you go."

Looking at Wang Pojun's eyes, he became a lot gentler, and said encouragingly:

"Since this friend of yours, by name, wants to pass on this holy king to you, then this is your chance."

"Our commitment is still valid."

"As long as you inherit this part of the Taoist lineage of the Heavenly Sword Sage King, you will be the undisputed next generation Wang's Daoist!"

Another Wang brother also said:

"Po Jun, we know that you have suffered injustice and infamy for many years. In the past, you have complained a lot to the clan."

"However, as long as you become a Daoist of the Wang family, all these can be redeemed."

The voices of the two fell:

The gazes of many venerables suddenly gathered on Wang Pojun again, with complex expressions.

No one expected--

He will be the one who can finally inherit this part of the holy king's lineage.

Especially the many descendants of the Wang family in Liangshan, their eyes were mixed with envy and jealousy, and many of them sighed silently in their hearts.

Why don't I have such a friend?

Why is it Wang Pojun, not himself, who can obtain the inheritance of the Holy King without any effort?

"..."

Wang Pojun was silent, nodded solemnly, then turned to look at Chen Qingyu, and bowed deeply:

"Thank you Brother Chen for making it happen."

"Hahaha……"

Chen Qingyu laughed loudly and said:

"You don't need to say thank you, I just took this inheritance and exchanged it for what I want."

"Brother Wang, come forward quickly."

"it is good!"

Wang Pojun responded with a surge of emotion, and immediately stepped forward, moving closer to the inheritance of the Holy King.

however--

The inheritance of the holy king has not been taken away, and the sword array composed of fragmented sword intents is still there, and he still moves with difficulty and at a very slow speed.

"Uh……"

Seeing this scene, many venerables couldn't help but feel strange.

It seems that even if the inheritance of the Holy King is placed there, and no one is fighting for it, it is not easy to get it.

To know--

Under the mighty power of this sword array, every step forward requires a huge amount of painstaking effort, and the energy and spirit are greatly depleted.

Not to mention, the closer the sword array is to where the Holy King's inheritance is, the greater the difficulty and the slower the progress.

What if Wang Pojun fell on the way before reaching the inheritance place...

"Too slow! Brother Wang, you are too slow!"

In the middle of the mountain top, Chen Qingyu shook his head, dissatisfied:

"I've been hungry for seven or eight days, and I have to go down the mountain to eat."

"You are so slow, do you want me to wait until tomorrow?"

When Wang Pojun heard the words, he couldn't help showing a hint of embarrassment, and felt quite ashamed in his heart.

Chen Shaojun had already given him the inheritance of the Holy King, and he just had to go and take it away, but it turned out to be so difficult.

At this moment:

Only then did he realize more and more how big the gap was between him and Chen Shaojun.

But the next moment:

Something happened that no one expected.

"Ta Tata..."

Chen Qingyu ran all the way, towards Wang Pojun's direction, and quickly ran over.

"hiss……"

Many venerables gasped, dumbfounded, and looked shocked.

Good guy.

Everyone is in this sword formation, and it is difficult to move. People who don't know the way of swords, even the Supreme Master of Tianchong Realm, can hardly move an inch.

But this young man surnamed Chen, who used to be outrageous enough to walk around in the garden, now he is still running?

"..."

The three Wang brothers twitched their faces and fell silent for a while.

soon:

Under the watchful eyes of many venerables, Chen Qingyu ran all the way to Wang Pojun's side, and carried him on his shoulders without saying a word.

His body trembled slightly, but he quickly returned to normal, his expression still relaxed.

then:

Just like this, he carried Wang Pojun on his back, bearing the infinite power of the Holy King's Sword Formation, and strode towards the middle of the mountain top.

Chapter 180 The scuffle broke out, and the shock suddenly rose to the top of Tianjian Mountain:

"Brother Chen, you..."

Wang Pojun, who was carried by Chen Qingyu on his shoulders, waved his hands and feet indiscriminately, his mind trembled with fright, and his hands and feet were cold.

This is cheating, right?

This must be aboveboard cheating, right?

Is this really okay?

Will the two of them really not be struck to death by the power left by the Heavenly Sword Sage King?

"..."

On the platform on the top of the mountain, the other venerables watched this scene even more dullly, their eyes as if they had seen a ghost.

Such an outrageous scene is enough to make many people never forget it.

After half an hour:

Chen Qingyu carried Wang Pojun on his shoulders, came to the front of the white brilliance again, and let him down.

"call……"

Wang Pojun landed on the ground with both feet, stood firm, took a few deep breaths, and calmed down the fear in his heart.

"Brother Chen, you are so courageous!"

There was a look of lingering fear on his face, and he couldn't help but say something.

"What are you afraid of?"

Chen Qingyu was not afraid, and said casually:

"Anyway, what the Heavenly Sword Saint King left behind didn't say that he was not allowed to take others with him? Right?"

"Besides, isn't it all right now?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand:

"Okay, stop talking so much."

He pointed to the Inheritance Sky Crystal floating in the white brilliance, and smiled:

"Brother Wang, this thing is yours."

"Take it away, and you can inherit the lineage of the Heavenly Sword Sage King."

Hear his words:

Wang Pojun was shocked all over, took a deep breath, slowly stretched out his palm, and grabbed towards the crystal in the white light.

this moment:

The gazes of thousands of venerables unconsciously focused on him, subconsciously holding their breath.

The venerables of the Eighteen Families Alliance had ugly faces, and several of the celestial venerables remained silent, while the suppressed real power surged slowly.