Although the third senior brother said it very perfunctorily, Mu Feiliu could still understand the helplessness when saying this. In Mu Feiliu's opinion, even if the opponent is strong, the Sword Sect is not a weak chicken without any strength. During the days when Elder Zheng Jian was in the Sword Sect, he didn't know how long he had been guarding the Sword Sect. No matter how much you said, you shouldn't do anything like you are now. The quiet and peaceful scene of the Sword Sect is a bit heartbroken.

He knew in his heart that he could think so, and why couldn't the third senior brother think so? Maybe he was also a little chilled. After all, this was not the Luotian Sword Domain of the past. The people here did not have the deep feelings among the disciples of the Luotian Sword Domain, and he could understand it. Now it is not the time to be sad about these things. He knew in his heart that Mu Feiliu also understood it very well, so Mu Feiliu just now directly suggested going out to Elder Zhijian.

After a little bit of his thoughts, the third senior brother looked at Mu Feiliu, nodded at him, and said, "When I get there, I will put you in a relatively safe area. You have to remember that no matter what kind of situation you are in, you can't come out easily. If you don't listen, I can choose not to take you there now. You must know that if something goes wrong, even if Senior Brother Xuantian can forgive me, I will not forgive myself. Do you understand?"

From the words of the third senior brother, Mu Feiliu not only realized the importance and the powerlessness of weak strength. He could not help with anything, and even exposed his goal that would become a serious burden. This is his current value orientation. Although he is unwilling to admit it, this is the fact and an undeniable fact.

Mu Feiliu nodded as a response. He didn't know what he was thinking, so he followed him. He could have stayed at the Sword Sect safely, so that he would not have any impact on the Third Senior Brother and the Sword Elder. However, at this time, the Third Senior Brother had already rolled up Mu Feiliu again and moved quickly.

This time, I didn't arrive at the destination in a flash. Mu Feiliu could clearly hear the sound of wind exploding in his ears. This was a phenomenon that only occurred when the time reached a certain level. During this process, Mu Feiliu kept thinking why he had to go with his third senior brother, knowing that he might become a burden or still have to go.

He thought for a long time before he thought of a reason. Perhaps he was concerned about Elder Zhijian more, so he urgently wanted to know the current situation of Elder Zhijian. Although Elder Zhijian was very strong in the third senior brother's words, Mu Feiliu himself could also feel that Elder Zhijian was extraordinary, but nothing was absolutely true, so no one could guarantee whether Elder Zhijian was really safe and sound.

Besides, what Mu Feiliu thought in his mind was that even the strongest people were wrong and careless. It was normal for Mu Feiliu to have such concerns. After all, many things are not absolute. After thousands of years of development, the forces in Zhongzhou are no longer so weak to be bullied. It is obviously no longer practical to evaluate them with the perspective of the past.

As for why the third brother would agree to bring Mu Feiliu here together, perhaps in his mind, he always treated Mu Feiliu as Senior Brother Ling Tian. Even though Mu Feiliu no longer had the aura of Senior Brother Ling Tian, ​​his strength was far apart, but after all, he had the inherited blood of Senior Brother Ling Tian and something that belonged to Senior Brother Ling Tian. For Senior Brother Third Brother, this is enough.

There is no need for more things. Since it is the eldest brother of Luotian Sword Realm and the accident between Senior Brother Xuantian, he has the right to know and choose to come and understand the situation together. This is what the third brother is thinking. Mu Feiliu is not clear about this, but even if he knows it, he will only sigh that the friendship of Luotian Sword Realm is too deep.

The sound of the wind did not last long. When Mu Feiliu felt that the sound had calmed down, they had already appeared on a mountain. There, he could clearly see the battle circle in the distance, but in fact, there was still a long distance between them. Although the third senior brother chose to respect Mu Feiliu's wishes in this matter and brought him here.

But as he said before bringing Mu Feiliu, Mu Feiliu can't have any trouble. If something happens to him, not only will the elder Zhijian not be willing, but even the third senior brother's own conscience cannot pass the psychological level, so he can only place Mu Feiliu far away from the battle circle, a relatively safe place. Mu Feiliu can naturally understand this in his heart.

In the battle circle in the distance, Mu Feiliu had already seen the figure he wanted to see, and now he felt relieved a lot. At least the appearance of Elder Zhijian was still standing in his sight in his eyes, but this made him a little confused. Judging from the situation he saw, Elder Zhijian did not seem to be in danger.

At this moment, the sword-wielding elder in Mu Feiliu's eyes was standing in the center of the forces coming from Zhongzhou, the vast world. The figure looked so tall and so majestic, and there was no sign of decline. Mu Feiliu really couldn't imagine what kind of help such a sword-wielding elder would need.

But soon, Mu Feiliu found something wrong, that is, although Elder Zheng Jian stood there safely, his expression became increasingly ugly. The ugly look was not something that was difficult for him, but the ugly look that was troubled by some problems, but the expression turned pale from normal rosy.

On the forehead of Elder Zhijian, there were also fine beads of sweat flowing slowly. Seeing this scene, Mu Feiliu was convinced that the third senior brother was right. The news conveyed by Elder Zhijian was not false at all. However, Mu Feiliu was a little puzzled about what the situation was like for Elder Zhijian, and he was still struggling to support it. This subtle change did not attract the attention of many people.

In other words, not many people appeared to be injured in the sword. Looking at the situation of the sword from afar, Mu Feiliu only sighed that he was not strong enough. Mu Feiliu urged the third senior brother and said, "Go and help the sword. I'll wait here and I won't run around."

Looking at Mu Feiliu's anxious look, the third senior brother nodded and said no more, and flew directly towards the direction where Elder Zhijian was. Originally, Mu Feiliu felt a little disappointed that the Sword Sect refused to face the predicament with Elder Zhijian, but soon he stopped thinking so.

Because in that battle circle, Mu Feiliu saw the figure of the head sect and some disciples of the Sword Sect. The quiet and peaceful scene of the Sword Sect was only some ordinary disciples of the Sword Sect stayed at the Sword Sect. At this moment, Mu Feiliu realized that the Sword Sect was not a cold-blooded sect, and the Sword Elder did not come to the wrong place.

At this moment, Elder Zhijian was not in a state, but he couldn't see any injuries. Could it be that he was poisoned? Mu Feiliu thought so in his heart.
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