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"Wenhua?!"

Seeing the old man stepping in the air in the sky, Fu Tianyun's eyes flashed at first, and he became angry casually. He immediately said angrily: "Wenhua, as the guest guardian of the Sky Empire, I think you'd better do your job well. This is the selection of my Sword Saint lineage, not your Sword God Palace!"

"Hehe... Deacon Fu was joking with this."

Wenhua smiled without any mind, "Although it is true that I am a guardian of the Cangqiu Empire, I am also a member of the Sword God Palace. When I was in the Ling family, I must have been the sword soul test for this little guy? I didn't expect that this little guy actually has such a good talent. If I could come to my Sword God Palace, I'm afraid my future achievements will definitely be great."

"Sword God Palace? Guest Guardian?"

Ling Tianhe also recognized the old man in front of him as the heavenly master who Fu Tianyun met when he first came to Ling's house to do a sword soul test for him. Unexpectedly, this man stood up at this time and wanted to poach himself.

The Sword Saint lineage can be said to be the most powerful sect on the Cangqiu Continent, but Wenhua still interferes at this time, and Fu Tianyun did not take action directly. It seems... the God of War Palace behind Wenhua must be not low.

"Damn it!"

Hearing this, Fu Tianyun's face suddenly turned angry, and a blue primordial force rose from his body, and then his body was about to rise into the air. However, at this moment, a cold voice sounded from afar in the audience.

"Wenhua, what do you mean is... My Sword Saint Yun Yin lineage, now I can't compare to your Sword God Palace?"

Before he finished speaking, a bone-broken sword intent suddenly stirred up in the field. A strong shadow of death enveloped Wenhua's heart. When he looked up, he saw the Ice Sword Saint sitting on the high platform looking at him with a little cold eyes.

"The Ice Sword Saint was joking, I didn't mean that."

When facing Tianyun, Wenhua could still talk and laugh calmly, but when facing the seventh sword saint who was like a beautiful iceberg in front of him, Wenhua had no confidence in his heart. He immediately clasped his fists and said, "Ice Sword Saint, what I mean is..."

"If Yaoguang came here in person, he might have the right to have an equal dialogue with me, but you are not qualified to make an equal relationship in front of me, and you are not qualified to call yourself an old man."

The beautiful eyes of the Ice Sword Saint condensed, then opened his red lips and shouted coldly: "Go down!"

Although the two words "Ice Sword Saint" did not shout out, the Yuanli in the field suddenly seemed to be frozen, and a cold sword intent filled the world immediately wrapped Wenhua.

As the moment the Yuanli solidified, Wenhua felt the danger and instinctively released all the Yuanli in his body, forming an ice-blue shield. However, after the Ice Sword Saint's blew, it broke inch by inch. Wenhua himself was as if his chest was hit by a hammer, and he let out a muffled groan, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

The place where the feet contacted the ground made a series of fine "click" sounds, and the ground suddenly cracked a layer of dense cracks like spider webs.

The heavenly-level powerful man was defeated like this after the sword saint's snatch.

The power of the Sword Saint can be seen.

"Thank you, the Bing Sword Saint, for showing mercy."

Although Wenhua's eyes were a little cold, he did not dare to say anything offended. After all, the other party's strength and identity were there, and he was indeed not qualified to offend.

"But Ice Sword Saint, please forgive me... I say bluntly that even though Ling Tianhe is extremely talented, all the sword saint practiced by the sword saint are upright and grand orthodox sword techniques. Judging from the mind and nature of this son, he might not be able to reach the state of unity of the heart and sword."

"But all the martial arts of my Sword God Palace are mainly strong and powerful sword techniques. If you cooperate with this person's mind, maybe in time, another powerful man can be produced."

"This son is so talented. I believe that with the generous pride of the Ice Sword Saint, he will definitely not look at the pearl covering the dust, but will choose to give him a better way out, right?"

When Wenhua said this, even though he had some disrespect in his words, the Ice Sword Saint could not refute it.

It is true that he is a tiny existence in the eyes of the Sword Saint, but he also knows that as the Sword Saint, he pays more attention to his own face, so he says such words.

“Is there a better way out?”

The Ice Sword Saint pondered for a moment, but just when a hint of joy appeared on Wenhua's face, the Ice Sword Saint sneered and said, "Wenhua, if he was asked to worship your Sword God Palace, maybe in more than ten years, a bloodthirsty maniac will appear in the world. Although the sword skills of your Sword God Palace are strong and domineering, they are too easy to make people lose their minds, so there is no need to mention this."

"Ice Sword Saint..."

Wenhua's face changed slightly when she heard this. She originally wanted to say something, but was coldly interrupted by the Ice Sword Saint.

"No need to say anything more. Wenhua, today is the day for my Sword Saint to select disciples. For the sake of the Sword God Palace, I will not touch you, but you only have this chance. If you are stubborn, maybe I will have Yaoguang Sword God come here to get people in person."

"Okay, okay."

Wenhua's heart was filled with anger. He thought that this time he would give him some face to see the face of the Sword God Palace. However, in the current situation, the Sword God Palace clearly did not take him seriously. He knew that nothing else was just a humiliation. He clasped his fists at the Sword God Palace and said with a smile: "Wen remembers the advice of the Sword God Palace today. This matter will be reported to the Sword God Palace in the future and asks the Palace Master to decide on it himself."

"If you think that this comfortable life has been too long and want to ignore the Holy Covenant, the Sword Saint lineage will not ignore it."

Regarding Wenhua's words that were similar to threatening words, the Ice Sword Saint said coldly. Hearing the four words "Sacred Covenant", Wenhua's face couldn't help but change slightly. Then he didn't say anything else. When his body moved, he soared into the sky and disappeared into the sky.

"Lingtianhe."

After Wenhua left, the Ice Sword Saint looked at Ling Tianhe standing below, and then said in a cold voice: "You are gifted. Even if you are among the geniuses on the Sky Continent, your strength should be considered top-notch. Today, the Japanese Saint personally announced that you will become a disciple of the Sword Saint lineage, are you willing?"

As soon as the Ice Sword Saint said this, many people present looked at Ling Tianhe with a different look. With Ling Tianhe's strength and talent, the Ice Sword Saint could make such a word in person. Basically, everyone present could be sure that Ling Tianhe would definitely become the next Seven Sword Saint, and maybe he would even become the first Sword Saint, the leader of the Seven Sword Saints. Such glory is enough to be called the peak of the world.

"I... don't want to."
Chapter completed!