"Difficult, little disciple, dare to speak wildly in front of this sect leader?"

Duan Zhenghui snorted coldly, and an invisible force suddenly pressed on Xiahou Jue. Originally, as the leader of the Tianli Sword Sect, he shouldn't have taken action against Xiahou Jue, but Xiahou Jue shouldn't have provoked again and again.

Ao Long and others were indeed able to defeat Xiahou Jue easily, but unfortunately they could not take action in the county town. Duan Zhenghui could do it, but Ao Long and others could not do it with just a cold snorkeling.

"Dingdeng"

Xiahou Jue took three steps back, and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth. At this time, he woke up. Not only were there disciples of the Litian Sword Sect, but also the sect leader of the Litian Sword Sect. If the sect leader of the Litian Sword Sect killed him, then the sect leader of the Heavy Sword Sect would not fight hard for him and the Litian Sword Sect.

The ninth-grade forces are indeed stronger than the tenth-grade forces, but if the Chongjian Sect wants to destroy the Rising Sword Sect, they will definitely be seriously damaged. At that time, the princes of Anshan County will definitely have some actions. If they join forces with Zhenwu Sword Sect and Xuanwu Sword Sect, the Chongjian Sect will definitely suffer a great loss.

"Stop talking nonsense, tell the difference on the sword fighting platform!"

Ling Dao looked at Xiahou Jue coldly. This person was indeed extremely hateful. Whether it was insulting the disciples of the Litian Sword Sect or teasing Luo Zhen'er, it made Ling Dao extremely unhappy. After so long, Ling Dao had a sense of belonging to the Litian Sword Sect.

"It's ridiculous. When will a boy who is still young and stingy, dare to speak wildly in front of me? What a sword fighting platform, if you meet me, I will definitely make you worse than death!"

On the sword fighting platform, not only can the winner be decided, but life and death can also be determined. Of course, if it is a battle between life and death, a life and death contract must be signed. At that time, no matter who lives and who dies, the force in which it is located will not be able to take revenge.

Just torture the opponent, and even the contract of life and death does not need to be signed. Xiahou Jue has decided that if he meets Ling Dao, he must break Ling Dao's tendons and then insult him wantonly. He was just taught a lesson by Duan Zhenghui, so he naturally vented his anger on Ling Dao.

"Okay, I'll wait, talk to me with your sword on the sword fighting stage! Now, you can get out!"

The others did not speak. If Duan Zhenghui, Zhuang Xin and many elders said these words, they would obviously lose their identity. Aolong, Ouyang Susu and others would naturally bully the small by dealing with Xiahou Jue. As for the other four true Qi realm warriors in the Rifting Heaven Sword Sect, they did not have such confidence.

Xiahou Jue and others didn’t know how powerful Ling Dao was, but Huangfu Tonger and others knew that even if the twelve peak warriors at the True Qi Realm joined forces, they were not Ling Dao’s opponents. Ling Dao wanted to teach Xiahou Jue a lesson, so they naturally felt that they could succeed.

"Haha, I didn't expect that a waste would have such courage. Okay, let's see you on the sword fighting platform. I hope you won't be beaten and cry when the time comes!"

Xiahou Jue waved his hand and left the place with the other four disciples of the Heavy Sword Sect. Now that the elders of the Heavy Sword Sect are not here, he naturally dare not continue to anger Duan Zhenghui. Who knows whether Duan Zhenghui will go crazy?

"Thank you, senior brother!"

Luo Zhen'er looked at Ling Dao with a hint of gratitude. Ling Dao had helped her stand out before, so she was willing to call Senior Brother Ling Dao. After all, in terms of age, she is much older than Ling Dao. Among all the people who came to Li Tian Sword Sect this time, Ling Dao must be the youngest.

"Sect Master, is the Doujian Palace really as the disciple of the Chongjian Sect said?"

Huangfu Tong'er asked in a low voice, and Xiahou Jue's words made them extremely angry. Anshan clan built the Doujian Palace for the sword fighting conference, but there were only four palaces, which was too much, right?

Duan Zhenghui's face changed a little, but he finally nodded slowly. The struggle between the five major forces only built four palaces, which obviously made the bottom forces not live in the palace. The Rifting Sword Sect is always at the bottom, so Duan Zhenghui naturally had nothing to say.

"That's true. The Doujian Palace is Anshan Hall on the east side, the Chongjian Hall on the south side, the Zhenwu Hall on the north side, and the Xuanwu Hall on the west side. Our Ritian Sword Sect is at the bottom of the sword fighting conference every year, so naturally there is no palace for ours.

If we are not at the bottom, then there will be a Split Heaven Hall among the four palaces. At that time, our Split Heaven Sword Sect will come to participate in the sword fighting conference and there will be a palace living in it, instead of just staying in the inn like we are now!”

Duan Zhenghui's words made everyone in the Lietian Sword Sect unconsciously clench their fists. This world itself is based on strength. Although Xiahou Jue is hateful, there is one thing he said is not wrong. The weak should be treated as the weak. If their Lietian Sword Sect is strong enough, how could the Doujian Palace not have the Lietian Palace?

"Let's go, you can practice hard during this period, don't relax. You must not be at the bottom this year, otherwise our disciples of the Rising Sword Sect will still stay in the inn in three years!"

Duan Zhenghui's requirements are not high, as long as he doesn't rank at the bottom. As for winning the championship, he thought, but he knew in his heart that they had no possibility of winning the championship. As long as they don't rank at the bottom, there will be a Split Heaven Palace in the future!

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Doujian Palace, Duanjian Palace!

"Master, Master!"

Xiahou Jue hurried back, and the trace of blood from the corner of his mouth has not been wiped out yet. He came back naturally to complain. Duan Zhenghui treated him like this, so naturally he could not forget this matter.

"What's going on? Who hurts you?"

Xiahou Jue’s master is an elder of the Chongjian Sect. The elder of the Chongjian Sect is different from the elders of the Rifting Sky Sword Sect. They are not warriors in the Chongxiao realm, but warriors in the Yukong realm. Xiahou Jue’s master is naturally also a warrior in the Yukong realm.

"Master, listen to me..."

Soon, Xiahou Jue said the previous story, but what he said was naturally completely different from the facts. What he said was quite different from the facts, as if he was innocent, Duan Zhenghui deliberately vented his anger. Those disciples of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect relied on Duan Zhenghui's presence to humiliate him in every way.

"It's ridiculous. As the leader of the Rifting Sword Sect, Duan Zhenghui is so despicable. He is really a sect leader!"

Xiahou Jue's master snorted angrily, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He naturally had some understanding of his disciples and knew that the facts were not what Xiahou Jue said. But it doesn't matter. No matter what the facts are, the right one will always be the Hundred Sword Sect, and the Rifting Sword Sect must be wrong.

"Listen, this sword fighting meeting, I will encounter a disciple of the Rising Sword Sect and fight to death. Even if I kill you, there will be a heavy sword sect for you to support you. No, I have to discuss with the sect leader. It seems that my heavy sword sect should indeed intimidate other sects!"
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