The red-haired tiger-eyed young man glanced at Di Feng and said disappointedly, "Are the descendants of the Holy Sword Palace so weak?"

Extraordinary realm?

Too weak, just such a weak chicken wants to get the seal of the Holy Sword from his own hands?

At least it should be a place of fascination, right?

Di Feng smiled, "Am I weak?

Then, senior, how strong is that it is called strong?"

The red-haired tiger-eyed young man thought for a while, "According to the previous rules of choosing a saint, at least he should be extraordinary and at the peak."

"You are too weak. Even if the Holy Sword Seal is given to you, you cannot lead the Holy Sword Palace to glory again. There is no need to waste this time, go back."

Di Feng could see that the red-haired young man was not targeting him, but was really disappointed with him.

However, the red-haired youth is still a little weaker, unlike the Sword Emperor and the Holy Sword Venerable, who can see through the power he contains.

"Whether it is not the final say of the realm, but the final say of the result of the battle!"

The emperor's wind remained tall and did not move, his clothes were free of wind and he was extremely domineering.

The red-haired young man narrowed his eyes, "It seems you are really unwilling to accept it, so let you know what the gap is!"

"I have been suppressed for many years, and now I can only compete with extraordinary things, but my combat power is reaching the peak."

"If you can take my three moves, I will win."

He swears with confidence.

Di Feng smiled, "Senior, take action."

Swish! The red-haired young man's eyes slashed, and a long sword in his hand swung, and a sword arc rushed out, rising in the storm, turning into countless dazzling sword lights to kill towards Emperor Feng! "So strong!"

Someone from the audience immediately exclaimed, "Oh my God, this random attack will be so powerful. This guy Di Feng is just looking for death!"

No one believes that Emperor Feng can resist such a move.

However.

Facing the dazzling sword light, Di Feng did not panic at all. He put away the long sword in his hand and suddenly soared into the air.

"Tianxian Town Fist!"

A terrifying fist light that was oppressed to the extreme suddenly fell! The fist light was so heavy that it was like a celestial phenomenon attached to it, with a sharp roar! Boom! The next moment, the fist light of the celestial town area met the dazzling sword light, and the celestial town area was obviously better, and swept the sword light in an instant! "Win! Did Emperor Feng actually win?"

Below, Zhou Shengtian and Jian Lao's group were a little shocked. Good guy, Di Feng didn't use a sword! Instead, he used such a terrifying set of boxing techniques! This?

Even the red-haired young man opposite was a little confused. Obviously, Di Feng on the other side had no rules to take action.

Even though it doesn’t have much skill left, you can still feel that Di Feng’s boxing technique is very sharp and has definitely a great origin.

"Yes, the second move is not that simple."

The red-haired young man said, closing his eyes.

When he opened it again, his eyes suddenly had bright yellow beating flames! "Finyang Sword, rise!"

As he fell, two bright yellow flames in his eyes suddenly emerged from the air and turned into two extremely dazzling flame swords! "Finyang, destroy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two flame swords rushed towards Di Feng with a terrifying power! Seeing this scene, Wu Guangdao below smiled.

The power of these two flame swords has reached the mid-stage of extraordinary victory! No matter how powerful Emperor Feng is, he cannot be an opponent, right?

However.

Emperor Feng was still calm and stood in the void, waved his hand.

Suddenly, countless photoelectric sword arcs broke out, wrapping two flame swords like maggots on the tars! Seeing this scene, Wu Guangdao and others were very disdainful. With this trick, they wanted to stop the red-haired young man's flame sword?

It's funny.

However, the red-haired young man's face changed at this moment.

"Holy Sword Decision?"

He secretly sent a message to Di Feng, "You kid actually realized the Holy Sword Decision?"

"Go back to seniors, I'll find out by chance."

Emperor Feng also responded through a voice transmission.

The red-haired young man had an appreciation in his eyes, "It seems that I was reckless. You should have obtained the treasure of the Venerable and received his approval, right?"

Di Feng nodded, "By the senior, I have indeed passed the test of Senior Saint Sword Venerable."

"Very good, since that's the case, I won't make things difficult for you."

The red-haired young man smiled. At this time, the two flame swords had been swallowed up by the arc of the holy sword.

"It's very good, I underestimated you."

A jade seal appeared in the red-haired young man's hand.

A lifelike black turtle was climbed onto the jade seal.

And on the back of the black turtle, a brown long sword was inserted.

"I've given you the seal of the Holy Sword," the red-haired young man looked around for a while and then said, "With this thing, you will be the legitimate palace master of the Holy Sword Palace in the future!"

"If there is any violation, the entire Holy Sword Palace will be punished!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Wu Guangdao was sweating coldly.

It's over.

Di Feng really got the Holy Sword Seal! Although this thing is a symbolic function, Di Feng is now using it to prove his strength.

In this way, it is estimated that the people from Holy Sword Villa and Holy Dragon City will completely surrender.

Wu Guangdao knelt down first, "Wu Guangdao, Holy Sword Villa, is willing to surrender to the palace lord!"

He even shouted out the title of the Palace Master.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shengtian and Jian Lao both laughed.

He looked at Di Feng with admiration.

It's done.

"Things that have not been done by ancestors for thousands of years have actually been done by this kid."

"We have to admit that this kid is the son of destiny."

Jian Lao smiled.

Wushuang Sword Master and the clan elder also looked at each other. It seemed that their choice was not wrong at the beginning. Di Feng was indeed the chosen one! Di Feng bid farewell to the sword-Han Jian Qilin, came to Wu Guangdao, and smiled faintly, "Are you really willing to join my Holy Sword Palace?"

Wu Guangdao looked up, "I'm really willing."

How could it be really willing?

Di Feng is not stupid.

His hands change, and the Holy Sword Order appears, "Since it's true, it's easy to do. You three, let's leave a drop of essence and blood each."

Holy Sword Order?

Seeing this token, the three major Xuan Realms of Holy Sword Villa all changed slightly. They really didn't expect that Di Feng had this thing in his hand.

For a moment, they were like deflated balls.

There is no way, they have no choice now.

Immediately, they all left their essence and blood on the Holy Sword Order.

Seeing this, Zhou Shengtian, Jian Lao and others all laughed.

Now, the task is completed successfully.

Even if the people from Holy Sword Villa have any ideas, they cannot implement them.

As long as the Holy Sword Order is in the hands of Emperor Feng, their life and death can be determined.

Seeing Wu Guangdao’s insanity, Zhou Shengtian stepped forward and smiled faintly, “Accept the reality, haven’t I left my essence and blood?”

"What is the realm of the Holy Son now?

You can be able to fight and fight, join forces, and maybe follow him, can the Holy Sword Palace really be revitalized?"

I have to say that Zhou Shengtian's words really made Wu Guangdao a little shaken.
Chapter completed!