The most powerful plant system

Chapter 261

Zheng Fenghua's voice was heard in all directions, but the Xuanxiu of various sects were indifferent, and most people didn't believe his words at all.

The relics of the Sword Saint appeared in Xijianzong. In the eyes of everyone, since the inheritance of the Sword Saint could not be found, there are nine out of ten inheritances that fell into the hands of Xijianzong.

Even if Xijianzong is innocent, they have already pushed the sect to such an extent, in order to prevent any accidents, they must kill the grass and roots today, so as to prevent future troubles forever!

Almost all the old and mature monks present understood this truth. When things had developed to this point, there was absolutely no reason for Xijianzong to exist.

No matter how glorious the history of this sect once existed, it has come to an end today.

"Hahaha, hahaha..."

Seeing the indifference of monk Manshan, Zheng Fenghua laughed sadly.

"Good, good, good."

He said hello three times, and his voice was like thunder.

"In the face of interests, there really is no distinction between good and evil!"

He looked mockingly at the four Xuanzong troops on the east bank. They used to be an alliance, but today they stood with the seven evil sects on the west bank for the relics of the sword saint!
His words were so direct that many monks of the Four Great Xuanzongs looked a little unnatural and did not dare to face him head-on.

"Hey, stay on the front line in life, so we can meet again in the future."

"Today, I, Qiaoshoumen, have already failed Xijianzong, and I really can't do the thing of killing them all. Everyone, retreat!"

Only Master Tianji sighed in the arena, and made a decision to order the monk team of Skillful Sect to withdraw from the Sword Cleansing Sect Mountain Range.

In the crowd, the brothers and sisters of the Bai family were among them, looking worriedly at the remnants of the Xijianzong, and a little worried about Ye Feng and a few friendly Xijianzong disciples inside.

They really want to help, but the matter of Xi Jianzong has attracted too many forces, and the Skillful Sect has no power to intervene.

All they can do is not to add insult to injury, and this alone is already taking a risk.

The team of Skillful Sect retreated, but the teams of Fengxianglou, Yizijianmen, and Jin Luozong remained indifferent, ready to attack their former allies.

"Stupid mercy!"

The red-browed Dharma King gave such an evaluation of Master Tianji's departure.

"Xianjianzong, I give you one day, only one day, you must hand over the Sword Saint inheritance and Feng Shengtong!"

The corpse king said harsh words, he reached an agreement with the other kings in the dark, and decided to give Xi Jianzong one more day to survive.

After all, everyone was also worried that Xi Jianzong would die, and they would get nothing in the end.

Feeling the malice coming from all over the mountains and plains, the hearts of all the people who washed the Sword Sect gradually became cold.

Ye Fengren's heart gradually hardened in the team of Xijianzong.

Even with the reminder from the sword saint, he never expected that things would evolve to such an extent that the Sword Cleansing Sect would perish.

The incident started indirectly because of him, and now it should end with him!

Ye Feng took a deep breath, he was absolutely unwilling to let Sishi, Brother Ning and Elder Xue die just because he let Xijianzong perish.

An Elder Cangsong has already died, and there must be no other sacrifices.

What the Corpse King and other forces want is nothing more than the inheritance of the sword saint and Feng Shengtong, both of which are on him, and if they want it, they just come to him!
Ye Feng thinks that he is not a kind of righteous person, making such a decision in his previous life is even more unthinkable.

But he has changed, in this world, he has become brave and strong.

Ye Feng stepped forward, there was no room for change when things got to this place, so he was left to accept the storms of various sects, hoping to bring peace to Jianzong!
"Brother Ye Feng."

Just as Ye Feng took a few steps, Si Shi grabbed his hand from behind.

He turned around and saw the girl's eyes were swollen from crying, and her face was as pale as paper.

The girl who smiles so pretty on weekdays no longer smiles because of those bastards outside, damn them!
"do not go."

Yu Sishi only said one sentence, she guessed Ye Feng's plan.

"Sishi, do you remember what you promised me before you came out?"

Ye Feng smiled freely.

He asked Si Shi to listen to him after he came out, and she agreed.

"No, that doesn't count."

Yu Sishi said shamelessly, she didn't expect Ye Feng to be so thoughtful.

"Even if you go out, even if they get what they want, they still won't let Xi Jianzong go."

She said firmly.

"But if I don't try it, I can't feel at ease."

Ye Feng shook his head, he knew what Si Shi said might be right, but what else could he do besides shouldering it all?
The actions of Ye Feng and Yu Sishi attracted the attention of Zheng Fenghua and others, and everyone was surprised when they heard the conversation between the two.

When the two came out of the ruins of the Sword Saint, everyone more or less guessed something, but when they heard it personally, they were still extremely shocked.

Zheng Fenghua raised his sleeve robe, creating a barrier to prevent prying eyes and voice leakage, and came before the two, accompanied by Xue Huiniang.

"Sishi, have you obtained the inheritance of the Sword Saint?"

Zheng Fenghua asked seriously.

Ye Feng and Yu Sishi looked at each other, this was originally a secret that was best not to be known to anyone, but there was no need to hide it right now, so they both nodded.

"You both got it?"

The two nodded again.

Zheng Fenghua was confirmed, and a kind smile appeared on the old man's face.

"Okay, okay, Sishi, you have obtained the inheritance of the sword master, and you have the talent for playing swordsmanship. If you can get the mantle of the patriarch again, why don't I worry about revival of the Sword Sect?"

He was very happy, with a relieved smile on his face.

Xue Huiniang was also full of relief, her disciple had such an adventure, a master couldn't be happier.

Seeing their smiles, Ye Feng and Yu Sishi felt inexplicably uneasy.

"Sishi, remember it."

Zheng Fenghua began to explain the secret, "I Xijianzong was also a sect founded by a generation of sword masters, and my position in the middle reaches was not weaker than any holy place."

"It's just that something happened later, and the Zongmen moved here from the middle reaches. Although the ancestors moved away from the Sword Market when they moved, the most important part of the Zongmen's ancestral land remained in the middle reaches."

"The old man originally planned to take you to the ancestral land personally when you came out of the sword market this time, but now it seems impossible."

"In the future, you can only find the ancestral land on your own. Whether you can get the true inheritance of the Sword Saint Patriarch depends on your good fortune. You remember, this is the location of the ancestral land. If you want to enter, you still need to find guide."

When Zheng Fenghua mentioned the key point, a spiritual imprint was directly entered into Yu Sishi's mind, which recorded the location of the ancestral land, the information of the guide, and other things that need attention.

Ye Feng kept silent beside him, what Zheng Fenghua was doing now was clearly explaining his funeral, Si Shi must have understood, and tears filled his beautiful eyes.

(End of this chapter)