"Hahaha."
The black-robed old man and Jian Ruohan walked out of the Lingjian Sect side by side.
Tang Tianhao stood there angrily, his face flushed, neither standing nor sitting.
"Hahaha."
The whole audience roared with laughter, making Tang Tianhao extremely angry.
"Let's go!" Tang Tianhao roared angrily and left the Spirit Sword Sect with the disciples of the Holy Moon Sect.
At this time, the disciples from Canghai Yuntai Palace also left.
Then came Wu Feng Sect and the disciples from Agni Fire Palace left.
After these sects left, no one made trouble at the Lingjian Sect's succession ceremony, and the following banquet became more enjoyable.
"March 3, Mingjian Villa!"
Lin Bai looked at the golden sword and jade book in his hand.
"I'm too content with the status quo. Jian Ruohan taught me a good lesson today."
"As a human being, you must not be proud or complacent."
"You say you are strong, but there are still people stronger than you."
Lin Bai said seriously in his heart.
"On March 3rd, the Mingjian Villa will bring together the strongest genius sword cultivators from the seven hundred countries in the east of Lingdong to compete in sword fighting at the top of the sky."
"Whether each of the sword cultivators claiming to be the strongest in their own country is a dragon or a snake, we must see the truth on the top of the sky at Famous Sword Villa!"
Lin Bai's eyes showed an unprecedented fighting spirit. The thought of being able to discuss swordsmanship with the strongest genius swordsman from the Seven Hundred Kingdoms of Lingdong made the blood in Lin Bai's body boil!
Chapter completed!