If I were to live my life over again, I would choose to join the Demon Sect!

Taoist Xuanling saw that the people of the Demon Sword Sect actually came to challenge the Sword Sect, and he couldn't help but curse:

"The Demon Sword Sect is sick. Instead of going to challenge the Hehuan Sect, they actually challenged us!"

To put it bluntly, many people who came to participate in this celebration came to slap the Hehuan Sect in the face and kill the morale of the Hehuan Sect.

The disciples of the Demon Sword Sect took the lead to challenge the disciples of the Sword Sect. They were just occupying the toilet and doing nothing. They were simply sick.

"The Demon Sword Sect wants to give the Hehuan Sect a face!"

Shang Huai, the old ancestor of the Refining Void Stage, saw through the intentions of the Demon Sword Sect, and then ordered Taoist Xuanling:

"Xuanling, arrange for the disciples to go up and fight. Only victory is allowed, not defeat!"

Shang Huai agreed to arrange people to fight. After all, if they didn't fight, it would be telling others that the Sword Sect was full of softies.

Taoist Xuanling also knew the importance of this battle to the Sword Sect. After a round of selecting troops and generals, he chose a disciple he liked.

"Zong Sheng, go and fight!"

"If you win, this sect will reward you handsomely!"

"But if you lose, this sect will abolish your status as a direct disciple and demote you to a true disciple!"

For the Sword Sect, disciples can lose to anyone, but not to the people of the Demon Sword Sect.

"Disciple obeys!"

Zong Sheng also knows how heavy the burden on his shoulders is, but he is confident in his own strength.

"Demon, don't be arrogant, the orthodox direct disciple of the Sword Sect, Zong Sheng, is here to kill you!"

Zong Sheng scolded Han Mang angrily and flew into the martial arts arena.

The two faced each other, one sword hanging high in the sky, and the other sword hanging low in the earth.

They carried the mission of the sect, which made them frown slightly and look solemn.

The two attacked at the same time, and their sword moves were unpredictable.

In an instant, they displayed hundreds of breathtaking and peerless sword techniques.

It has to be said that the Sword-asking Sect and the Demon Sword Sect are indeed the offshoots of the Changsheng Sword Sect, and their sword-wielding heritage is indeed powerful.

Just as others were praising Han Mang and Zong Sheng's swordsmanship, Cao Meng showed disdain and asked Shishi:

"Shishi, what do you think of their swordsmanship?"

"It's just a show, and it's not worth a single blow."

Although Shishi is now a zombie, her previous incarnation Wen Bing's sword-wielding talent is still there, and she has also recovered a lot of her memories.

"I think so too!"

Cao Meng had fought with many of the Changsheng Sword Sect's Tianjiao projections on the Sword-asking Stairs of the Changsheng Sword Sect, so his eyesight was naturally extremely high.

Han Mang and Zong Sheng were of similar strength. After fighting for hundreds of rounds, Han Mang relied on the advantage of his weapon to smash Zong Sheng's spiritual sword with one sword.

Han Mang cut off Zong Sheng's left arm with a backhand sword, and cut off several of his extremely important meridians with another sword!

"The disciples of the Sword Sect are just so-so!"

Han Mang did not kill Zong Sheng, but kicked him out of the martial arts arena.

Killing Zong Sheng was only a temporary pleasure.

If Zong Sheng was alive, someone would say that it was the Sword Sect disciple Zong Sheng who was defeated by the Demon Sword Sect's direct disciple Han Mang.

The Sword Sect was very angry about Zong Sheng's defeat.

You should know that the people of the Demon Sword Sect entered the arena first, and they sent people to the Sword Sect later. They had an advantage, but they didn't win. It was a shame.

"Young man, you are just relying on the power of the fierce sword!"

"Your heavy sword has been used by at least 10,000 people for sacrifice. It is simply inhumane!"

In order to save the face of the Sword Sect, Taoist Xuanling could only try his best to put the blame on the spiritual weapon.

"Xuan Ling, the Sword Sect has been using living people to sacrifice swords since ancient times. As the orthodox disciples of the Sword Sect, I, the Demon Sword Sect, use people to sacrifice swords in accordance with the ancestral system. What's wrong with that?"

"Your disciples of the Sword Sect lost to the spirit sword, which only means that your disciples of the Sword Sect don't know how to sacrifice swords, and they didn't lose unfairly!"

Jiuhua Sword Demon thought that if the Sword Sect couldn't afford to lose, they shouldn't play. If they didn't want to admit it after losing, it would be embarrassing.

"The Changsheng Sword Sect did like to sacrifice people to swords in the past. The Demon Sword Sect was separated from the Changsheng Sword Sect. There is really nothing wrong with it!"

"..."

Other sects also felt that the Sword Sect was embarrassing. If they lost, they lost. What's the big deal?

Xuan Ling Taoist: It's not you who are embarrassed. You are talking without any pain.

In order to save face, Xuan Ling Taoist glanced at one of his disciples, who immediately understood and jumped into the martial arts arena.

"Evil demon of the Demon Sword Sect, you hurt my fellow disciples, do you dare to fight with me, Zhigu?"

Although Zhigu wanted to destroy Han Mang, because Han Mang had already fought a battle, if he attacked right away, he would definitely be ridiculed for his round-robin fighting style, so he wanted to induce Han Mang to take this battle.

As long as Han Mang agreed, Zhigu could feel free to attack.

"Your uncle Han, I choose to refuse!"

Han Mang refused decisively, and then cursed:

"Your uncle Han just fought with that waste for a long time, and now your uncle Han has little spiritual power, you come to challenge me, you are really taking advantage of others!"

Han Mang is not stupid, he has consumed a lot of spiritual power now, and now fighting with Zhigu, there is only one outcome, that is, losing.

Since you know you will lose, why fight?

Han Mang left the martial arts field and flew back to the area of ​​the Demon Sword Sect.

Han Mang's refusal to fight was not despised by anyone.

Han Mang has already fought a battle, and it is an indisputable fact that he lacks spiritual power. It is reasonable for him to recover his spiritual power in the next battle!

Seeing Han Mang running away, Zhigu couldn't help but curse:

"Your disciples of the Demon Sword Sect will show off their verbal skills when the time comes!"

Nowadays, Zhigu is very angry. Even if he failed to show off, he was scolded and pointed at by other guests.

The little lolita in the black brocade dress from the Demon Sword Sect suddenly jumped into the battlefield and shouted at Zhigu:

"I'll fight you!"

Cao Meng had an impression of this little lolita in black dress. Even though she was small, her weapon was a sword as tall as a person.

In the Sword Contest and the Secret Realm of the Immortal Sword Sect, this little loli is the leading disciple of the Demon Sword Sect, which shows that she is very powerful.

"Little girl, if I win against you, I'm afraid I won't win with force!"

When Zhigu saw that the other party was a little lolita, he was a little disapproving.

"You dare to talk nonsense and seek death!"

The little lolita in the black dress cursed, immediately took out her big sword, and started to kill the opponent.

After only a few rounds, Zhigu was at a disadvantage and was beaten by the Lolita in black dress who was wielding a giant sword.

"One sword can separate the world!"

Lolita in the black dress found the right opportunity and used a high-imitation version of 'One Sword to Separate the World'. Faced with Lolita in the black dress's killing move, Zhigu had no time to surrender, and the sword light penetrated his body.

Blood spattered wildly, Zhigu blossomed, and was split in half by a sword from the top of the door between the eyebrows.

"Qiu'er, next time you attack, control your strength and try to leave a whole body for the opponent!"

When the Jiuhua Sword Demon saw Loli in the black dress chopping Zhigu alive, he scolded him.

But the smile on his face couldn't be suppressed, and it was obvious that he was deliberately disgusting the Sword Sect.

"trouble!"

Qiu'er, a lolita in black dress, said casually without paying too much attention to Jiuhua Sword Demon.

"Jiuhua, the competition is over, why do you, a member of the Demon Sword Sect, want to kill you?"

Zhigu was chopped alive by Qiu'er, coupled with the strange yin and yang aura of Jiuhua Sword Demon, Taoist Xuanling was furious.

Jiuhua Sword Demon did not take Taoist Xuanling's accusation seriously at all, but continued to mock:

"Xuan Ling, you can't blame my disciple for this. My disciple thought that your disciple could follow this move. Who knew that you, a disciple of Wenjian Sect, are so weak!"

Wenjian Sect has Shang Huai who is in the Void Refinement Stage, and Demon Sword Sect has two Void Refinement Stage ancestors here. This is the Jiuhua Sword Demon's arrogance.

"Okay, okay!"

Taoist Xuanling gritted his teeth and said "OK" three times in a row, which showed how angry he was.

…

On the other side of Cao Meng's group, Shishi pointed at Loli Qiu'er in black dress and said to Cao Meng:

"Cao Meng, her "One Sword Separates the World" is not authentic!"

Cao Meng rubbed his master's little head and smiled helplessly.

The Changsheng Sword Sect has been divided for hundreds of thousands of years, and it is normal for the techniques to become incomplete and unauthentic as they are passed down.

While Cao Meng and Shishi were chatting there, Jian Yan, the ancestor of Demon Sword Sect in the Void Refining Stage, suddenly bowed to Shishi and saluted, saying:

"Old Ancestor, Wenjian's lineage has disobeyed you time and time again. This junior has the courage to ask Ancestor to order that Wenjian's lineage be expelled from the Sword Sect and be demoted as traitors!"

Jian Yan felt that today happened to be the day when the title of the successor of the Wenjian Sect was abolished. As long as the title of the successor of the Wenjian Sect was abolished, it would be much easier to handle some things.

Cao Meng nodded towards Shishi, who immediately understood.

"My teacher~"

As soon as Shishi said two words, he suddenly froze.

Shishi's eyes suddenly turned cold, his power surged, and he shouted to the sky:

"I, Wen Bing, the nineteenth-generation saint of the Changsheng Sword Sect, live a new life.

However, the Wenjian lineage does not recognize this ancestor. Today, I, Wen Bing, ordered the Wenjian lineage to be expelled from the Changsheng Sword Sect.

From now on, everyone in the Wenjian lineage is a traitor to the Sword Sect. They are not allowed to call themselves successors of the Sword Sect. The disciples of the Sword Sect must kill the traitors. "

Cao Meng noticed that something was wrong with the master in front of him, and then he waved his hands to the female devil, the big goblin, and Qin Lin'er beside him, and said:

"You guys leave quickly!"

"Master seems to have turned into Wen Bing!"

Cao Meng remembered this look. He had fought with Wen Bing's projection on the stairs to seek the way for swordsmanship, and the other person's look was exactly like what Shishi looks like now!

"It's interesting!"

Chi Liyu, who was on top of the throne, looked at the current master and suddenly became a little interested.

"Cao Meng, you should be in trouble!"

When Chi Liyu thought that Cao Meng usually kept Shishi as a pet, she estimated that Cao Meng would suffer this time.

Shang Huai, who was in the Void Refining Stage of Wenjian Sect, didn't notice anything was wrong yet, so he shouted sharply:

"For the sake of the orthodox name of the Sword Sect, you, the Demonic Sword Sect, just accept an evil being as your ancestor. Now you still want this evil being to deprive me of the orthodox status of the Wenjian lineage. It's ridiculous!"

One evil thing at a time called me Master, no, it was Wen Bing!

At the same time, in the forbidden area of ​​Wenjian Sect, a spiritual sword that had been dusted for many years came to life, and Po Xu escaped from the forbidden area of ​​Wenjian Sect.

Wen Bing (Shishi) cast his cold gaze on Shang Huai. For a moment, Shang Huai felt a chill on his back, feeling like a rabbit being targeted by an evil tiger.

At this moment, a divine sword broke through the void and appeared in the martial arts field!

"Qingyu Divine Sword!"

Shang Huai recognized this divine sword at a glance, because it was one of the secrets of their Wenjian Sect Zhenzong.

According to the records of the Wenjian Sect, the Qingyu Divine Sword has a spirit and has protected the Wenjian Sect for hundreds of thousands of years, killing dozens of people in the combined stage!

Shang Huai felt that with the Qingyu Divine Sword here today, no one could touch him.

The Qingyu Divine Sword shined with divine light and transformed into a woman in green. She hugged her master and cried:

"Master!"

"Qingyu has had such a hard time waiting for you!"

This scene made everyone present bewildered. This is a martial arts arena, not your large-scale family recognition site!

The guests at the scene couldn't help but look at the Hehuan Sect, hoping that the Hehuan Sect would tell them what was going on!

The Hehuan Sect was all confused, and everyone in the Hehuan Sect turned their eyes to Cao Meng, after all, Master was brought back by Cao Meng.

? ? ?

At this moment, Cao Meng's brain also froze.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What's going on?

Wen Bing (Master) looked at Qing Yu in his arms and asked:

"Qing Yu, why have you become like this?"

Wen Bing remembered that before he fell asleep, his disciple Qing Yu was still a human, and now that he had just regained consciousness, how could his disciple become a transformed spirit sword.

"Master, the lifespan of the flesh and blood body is limited. I am afraid that I can't wait for you to be resurrected, so I made myself into a transformed spirit sword, thus achieving another kind of immortality..."

Qing Yu briefly recounted the course of events.

Qing Yu felt that the most correct thing he had done was to refine himself into a transformed spirit sword, and after enduring endless years, he finally waited for his master to be resurrected.

Shang Huai's scalp was numb at this moment. The sword that the Sword Sect had worshipped for hundreds of thousands of years was actually a disciple of Wen Bing. What the hell was going on!

"You just blasphemed me, you deserve to be killed!"

Wen Bing raised his hand and was about to imprison Shang Huai. Shang Huai, who was like a dead dog, was immediately terrified.

Wen Bing threw the imprisoned Shang Huai in front of Jian Yun and Jian Yan, and ordered:

"Since you two have made an oath, you two will kill him!"

Although Wen Bing had been sleeping, she had all the memories of her master and knew about Jian Yan and Jian Yun.

Although the two recognized her as their ancestor for the inheritance of the Changsheng Sword Sect, they still recognized her as their ancestor, unlike the group of rebellious ants in the Sword Sect.

Now that she has just been resurrected, she needs to rebuild the Changsheng Sword Sect and needs people to follow her, and the Demon Sword Sect is very good!

"Thank you, ancestor!"

After Jian Yan and Jian Yun bowed to Wen Bing to express their gratitude, they cut off Shang Huai's life with their swords and fulfilled their oath!

After Shang Huai died, he turned into blood mist and was swallowed by Wen Bing.

"Ah!"

Wen Bing shouted, and all the people in the Sword Sect, including Xuan Ling Taoist, turned into blood mist and were swallowed by Wen Bing.

After Wen Bing swallowed those rebellious disciples of the Sword Sect, she wanted to settle accounts with someone.

"Cao Meng!"

Cao Meng, who was about to sneak away, was suddenly stopped by Wen Bing!

If Wen Bing had to say who he hated the most, it must be Cao Meng.

Before her soul awakened, Cao Meng actually treated her as a pet and a maid, commanded her to work, and often hugged her body and took advantage of her body.

When had she, Wen Bing, the 19th generation saint of the Changsheng Sword Sect, been humiliated like this?

"That Shishi, calm down, you must calm down!"

Cao Meng was a little panicked. After all, the strength that the other party had just shown could easily imprison the ancestor of the Refining Void Stage, which showed that his strength was not bad!

Wen Bing's eyes suddenly became colder, revealing murderous intent:

"'Shishi', I hate this name!"

Wen Bing felt that the name 'Shishi' was her shame, and it was evidence that Cao Meng humiliated her.

Wen Bing hated the name 'Shishi', but Shishi liked it very much.

"I am Shishi!"

"Wen Bing, I don't allow you to hurt Cao Meng, you give me your body back!"

Cao Meng's Shishi awakened Shishi who was imprisoned in the sea of ​​consciousness. In order to protect Cao Meng, Shishi began to fight for control of the body! (End of this chapter)