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Chapter 1395 Dissatisfied? Then bear with it.

"This is natural." The Buddha nodded slightly and looked at Wang Mingyuan outside.

The Shiquan Sword Immortal fell on Earth. Such a big thing has already spread to the top leaders of the different dimensions. Although not many people know the specific situation, most of the top leaders know that Shiquan Sword Immortal was plotted by Jiang Yan.

The Buddha didn't find it strange that people from the Sword Immortal lineage came to Wang Mingyuan to settle the score. However, Wang Mingyuan is now the leader of the eight tribes, and it is acceptable for nine years to reflect on himself. If Wang Mingyuan is really killed, not only will the eight tribes be discouraged, but he will not have any good reputation as the superior clan whom the eight tribes are dependent on.

This incident was done by Wang Mingyuan's disciples. Wang Mingyuan came forward to explain to the Sword Immortal lineage, which was the best result.

When Wang Mingyuan saw the Buddha looking at him, he naturally knew what the Buddha meant.

"What do you call me?" Wang Mingyuan's expression was as calm as ever. What the immortal man said just now seemed to have nothing to do with him.

"Mad Sword." The immortal man finally answered and said lightly.

As soon as these two words were released, the faces of the eight tribes changed drastically.

The name of the Crazy Sword is probably rare in the alien dimension. It is really because his reputation is too high and he is known as the number one disaster in the end of the world.

Moreover, this name is definitely not a false name. Kuang Jian once had the record of killing the end of the world with a natural disaster, which shocked the entire alien dimension, and everyone knew it.

Although Wang Mingyuan is also at the level of natural disaster and has a good combat power, he is still much worse than a powerful natural disaster like the Crazy Sword.

Even most of the eight tribes believe that the king and the crazy sword of the eight tribes are not on the same level, and no one will regard the crazy sword as a natural disaster level, and many even directly regard it as a strong man at the end of the world.

The eight tribes were very indignant because of the power of the Crazy Sword before, but after hearing the name of the Crazy Sword, it was like a basin of ice water pouring down from the head, and it felt like a heart-warming feeling. The previous indignation in my heart disappeared for some reason.

After Wang Mingyuan knew the name of the Crazy Sword, he did not show any strange colors. He just nodded slightly, and then raised his legs and walked towards the Crazy Sword.

"Have I said you can move?" The sword intent outside the Kuang Jian's body surged, trying to break through the air and slash towards Wang Mingyuan.

Wang Mingyuan said as he walked: "The nobles must still be determined to win the fairy sword left on Earth in the mythical era?"

"Do you know where that sword is?" The sword intent on Kuang Jian paused for a moment, stared at Wang Mingyuan and asked.

"I don't know." Wang Mingyuan shook his head very frankly.

"If the next sentence you say cannot satisfy me, it will not be solved by nine years of self-reflection." Kuang Jian said coldly.

Wang Mingyuan seemed not to hear what he said, and walked towards the Crazy Sword and said, "If you want to get the fairy sword back, you need to rely on the power of humans on earth. You should have no objection to this, right?"

"Continue." Kuang Jian said with a frown.

If the immortal sword could be retrieved directly from the earth, the immortal clan would not have had such trouble. He would also have to secretly cultivate Jiang Yan and the Guardian Alliance, and he would have gone to find it by himself.

Wang Mingyuan continued: "Then I will analyze it for you. The forces on the earth are now divided into five major factions. The first is the temple and the six major families of human beings. I think this group should not be used by the immortals. You know the reason better than me."

Wang Mingyuan had already walked into the hall, but had no intention of stopping. He continued to walk towards the crazy sword sitting on the main seat, and said as he walked: "The second system is the Guardian Alliance, which is currently mainly based on Jiang Yan. As far as I know, his guardian has been promoted to the natural disaster level, and the immortals are no longer able to control it."

"Continue to talk." Kuang Jian looked at Wang Mingyuan, and there was murderous intent in his eyes.

"The third system is the Holy Spirit Society, President Ya, and is also my disciple." Wang Mingyuan said.

Kuang Jian was slightly stunned. Ya was actually Wang Mingyuan's disciple. He really didn't know about this matter. He was not responsible for the affairs on earth. If his disciple Shiquan Jianxian had not died, Kuang Jian would not care about this matter.

"The fourth system is the federal government. Compared with the first three systems, the current federal government is weaker. However, due to the emergence of mythological liquid, this system has the greatest potential. As long as there is enough time, more and more powerful people will be born in this system in the future, and it will inevitably become mainstream in the future." Wang Mingyuan had already arrived in front of the treasure platform while speaking, and he still had no intention of stopping.

"Hui Haifeng is your disciple, it's no secret. You don't have to show off." Kuang Jian said.

Wang Mingyuan smiled slightly: "The fifth series is the local tyrants, among which the Anjia in Luoyang is the best, and its strength can already compete with the six major families."

"You are from Luoyang, but your Wang family is not worth mentioning in Luoyang. You shouldn't want to say that An Tianzuo is also your disciple, right?" Kuang Jian said coldly.

"No, but Zhou Wen, the third person in Luoyang, who is also related to the An family, is also my disciple. You should be very clear about this." Wang Mingyuan had already stood in front of the Crazy Sword, within reach.

"So what?" Kuang Jian looked at Wang Mingyuan and said contemptuously.

Wang Mingyuan's disciples may indeed be powerful figures on earth, but in the eyes of the Crazy Sword, they are nothing.

If it weren't for their birth on Earth and being protected by Earth, they wouldn't even have to raise their hands to kill them.

"It's no big deal, but besides these five-system forces, who else can find the immortal sword for the immortal clan?" Wang Mingyuan asked as he looked at the crazy sword.

Kuang Jian was slightly stunned, and then his face gradually changed.

These people are really nothing in the different dimensions, and the Crazy Sword is too lazy to even look at them.

But on earth, the energy these people have is unimaginable.

Now the earth's pattern has basically stabilized, and there is no need to think about the temple. Originally, the temple was the enemy of the immortals. If the temple had not controlled the earth before, the immortals would not have been so passive.

But that fairy sword has extraordinary significance for the entire fairy race, and it must be brought back no matter what. The fairy race has saved for so long and paid such a great price. It has teleported so many guardians into the earth, and everything is for the fairy sword.

In this era, the earth has changed on a large scale and the rule of the six major families has been defeated, and the immortals finally have an opportunity.

I originally thought I could master the Guardian Alliance for my own use, but who knew that I was plotting against Jiang Yan. The only thing Is that Ten Complete Sword Immortals was too stupid. The great situation could reach this point.

Without the Guardian Alliance, the Immortal Clan can only support another human force again. However, judging from the current power distribution, it is unlikely that there will be new forces emerging. Moreover, the Tower of the Heaven is still in the hands of the Guardian Alliance. Without the assistance of the Tower of the Heaven, the Immortal Clan has not many resources to send to the earth. It is not that there are insufficient resources, but that there is no stable channel.

Kuang Jian thought about it carefully and found that the immortal clan had reached a point where no one was available. The people who could use it were actually Wang Mingyuan's disciples.

Even if the immortals are not afraid of wasting time and energy, and support a new force again, it is impossible for Wang Mingyuan's disciples and the temple to grow up.

Wang Mingyuan had already hinted that with his disciples, it was a fool to get the immortal sword back from the earth.

"Bang!" Wang Mingyuan slapped Kuang Jian directly on the face, slapped Kuang Jian's face to the side.

Everyone was shocked and their eyes were straightened. Kuang Jian also widened his eyes and suddenly turned around and stared at Wang Mingyuan, like a wild beast that had chosen people to eat. His sword intent was crazy and irritable, as if he wanted to tear the world apart, but he never attacked Wang Mingyuan.

"Don't accept it?" Wang Mingyuan said, and his backhand slapped Kuang Jian on the face again. With a snap, he twisted his face to the other side.

"Then let it go." Wang Mingyuan said lightly as if he was furious.
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