Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 127
Finally, when all the disciples were extremely nervous, the one hundred martial arts platforms were finally set up, each of which was about ten feet in size, suspended in mid-air, less than one foot above everyone's heads, it was a work of heaven.

"Shh!"

Seeing that the foundation-building monks had made arrangements, Song Qing couldn't help but let out a long breath. If he was really not worried, it would be a lie, no matter who was in such a situation, he would not be worried.

"Now that the fighting platform has been set up, let's start."

Seeing that the Hundred Fighting Stages did not make any mistakes as calculated, the five foundation-building elders were also relieved, but then one of them spoke again.

While the old man was speaking, the foundation-building cultivators who had been standing on the 24 white jade pillars had disappeared, but the twenty foundation-building cultivators who had placed the combat platform did not leave. Each of them was in charge of supervising the five combat platforms. .

But at this moment, in the Ten Thousand Swords Hall, there are several ancestors of the Golden Core Realm, Feng Zhen and the four elders, without exception, appear here.

It's just that the atmosphere is more gloomy.

Feng Zhen and the others were sitting cross-legged on the futon, but they were silent for some reason.

"I don't know what everyone thinks about this matter?"

Feng Zhen's face was gloomy and uncertain for a while, and when he saw that no one was speaking, he cleared his throat and spoke first.

At this time, Feng Zhen's face was slightly pale, not at all rosy as before, and the light in his eyes was erratic, as if he had something on his mind.

"There must be something strange."

"not simple."

"It's better to believe what you have than to believe what you don't have."

After Feng Zhen spoke, all the ancestors of the Golden Core Realm below also expressed their opinions. As for what they said, they didn't explain it, but it was already tacit.

"Well, I think so too, otherwise, ahem..."

After hearing everyone's words, Feng Zhen's eyes became brighter, and he nodded slightly, but when he was about to say something, he was interrupted by a rush of coughing.

"Is the head brother alright?"

Hearing Feng Zhen's hasty coughing, the expressions of all the people present couldn't help but change. Among them, the sword-wielding elder who was sitting closer to Feng Zhen asked, his words were already very worried.

"It's fine, it's fine, as long as you recuperate for a period of time, you'll be fine. I didn't expect that ghost cultivator to be so powerful that it almost hurt his foundation. Brother Sword Holder, your injury is no less serious than mine. You should rest well."

Seeing everyone's worried look, Feng Zhen waved his hand and said to everyone, then turned his head and told the elder holding the sword.

"I didn't expect that guy to be so powerful." The elder holding the sword sighed.

"Brother Sect Leader, tell me, is what that guy said before he died true or false?"

At this moment, the execution elder who was also closer to Feng Zhen said with a worried expression on his face, the seriousness on Fang Zheng's face was even more ordinary.

"Just like what the elder deacon said, I'd rather believe what I have than believe what I don't have."

Feng Zhen took away the tired look on his face, pondered for a while, then raised his head to look at the elder deacon, and said with a slightly gloomy face.

"Then, it is really possible that the Wanku cultivation world and the Biluo cultivation world have taken action against our Lingwu cultivation world."

One of the Jindan Patriarch present here sighed, his face was a little unsightly, and between the words, he seemed to be quite afraid of the two cultivation worlds.

"Elder Wang, don't sigh here, the morale of our side has fallen before the war has started!"

The elder in charge slapped his thigh, and said sternly, and while saying this, his eyes that were like copper bells widened even wider, revealing a hint of excitement.

That Elder Wang just cupped his hands and didn't speak any more.

"Actually, what Elder Wang said is unreasonable. There are only three cultivation worlds in Haozhou, and the Wanku cultivation world has always been barren. Most of the sects make their living by plundering and conquest, and they are very fierce. Extremely proficient, but also very tricky, the combination of the two is even more..."

And at this moment, the deacon elder who had been silent all this time spoke up, and said that he was helping that elder Wang, but he was interrupted by the elder in charge before he finished speaking.

"Drink! If you say that, we don't have to fight, just let it go and catch it?"

Although the fighting elder and the deacon elder were equal, but he didn't give the latter any face, directly speaking the latter's words, and yelling at the latter.

"you……"

Seeing that the elder in charge interrupted his words, and even dared to yell at him, how could the elder in charge not be angry, he pointed at the elder in charge with one finger, and was furious, his face turned red, and he wanted to yell at him.

"Okay, everyone, stop making noise, we are here to discuss countermeasures, not to make everyone fight among themselves!"

Seeing that the two elders were about to fight together, Feng Zhen raised his momentum and shouted sharply, stopping the internal fighting between the fighting elder and the deacon elder, and at the same time redirecting everyone to the original topic.

"Humph!"

The elder deacon waved his sleeves, snorted coldly, and then said nothing more, while the elder in charge didn't care, but shifted his gaze to Feng Zhen.

"In the current situation, let's all talk about what to do."

Seeing that everyone turned their eyes on him, Feng Zhen spoke again, and at this time, the previous fatigue was no longer there.

"We can't be fooled by summoning the senior officials of the immortal sect in the cultivation world." The execution elder said casually.

Feng really nodded.

"Send some disciples over there to inquire about it. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win a hundred battles." The elder in charge nodded his head slightly, his eyes sparkled, and there was a hint of excitement.

"Well, what Junior Brother Zhan Zhan said is true, but this is a bit of a surprise." Feng Zhen felt that this proposal was not good.

"This..." The elder in charge was a little embarrassed.

"We can let the newly promoted Foundation Establishment Realm go there to practice and inquire about the news indirectly."

The deacon elder sneered at the fighting elder, and when the latter was itching his teeth with hatred, he cupped his hands and proposed to Feng Zhen.

"Very good." Feng Zhen's eyes lit up.

"Eliminate the spies in the door." The elder holding the sword said with a gloomy face.

After that, not only the elder holding the sword, but other people's faces became gloomy, especially Feng Zhen and the four elders. They had attended the big trial before, so they naturally knew that there were spies in the door.

After a moment of silence, Feng Zhen nodded fiercely.

Regarding the secret talk in Wanjian Palace, not to mention the other disciples of Wanjianmen, even Song Qing didn't know about it.

In the square in front of the Palace of Thousand Swords, everyone's eyes were on the one hundred fighting platforms suspended in the air.

(End of this chapter)