Of course not!
At least, after hearing what White-eyebrowed Martial Ancestor said, a hint of hesitation flashed across the eyes of the Sword Shadow Pavilion's leader.
He pursued kendo and martial arts.
Compared with the lives of his disciples, he was more interested in pursuing more advanced martial arts.
"You are so naive, White Eyebrow Martial Ancestor. Do you still believe that your so-called Lord Yun will fulfill his promise?"
"He has never treated you as a human being. The promises he made to you were just casual words that he could change at any time. It's ridiculous that you not only took it seriously, but also deceived so many of our forces for his orders!"
"No matter what happened today, you, Baimei Wuzu, must give us an explanation!" said the leader of Baiyun Sect angrily.
The Black and White Academy and the Dragon Hunting Island are both major forces in the Longxuan Continent. There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. There is a natural hostility between the two. At this time, the Palace Master of the Black and White Academy naturally stands on the side of the Sect Master of the Baiyun Sect.
Baimei Wuzu's expression became extremely ugly after hearing what he said.
At this moment…
clang!
Not far away, Jian Wushuang and Xuehua's long swords flew out of their scabbards and attacked Yun Zaitian and Jiang Shimu who had just arrived from the Cloud Realm...
Jiang Shimu picked up his original sword and tried to block it...
However…
Snap!
How can the swords of ordinary disciples watching the ceremony compare to the sword of the number one swordsman of Tianshan Sword Sect!
“So strong!”
“Martial Ancestor!!!”
“There’s even a sword body!”
"Damn, if I could just get his body..."
As Jiang Shimu retreated quickly, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
He also has the cultivation level of Martial Ancestor, but he is only at the peak of Martial Ancestor. Now he is trapped in the body of an ordinary cultivator in this world and is no match for Jian Wushuang.
And Jian Wushuang's body is better than his original body!
"you wanna die!"
Xuehua noticed Jiang Shimu's strange behavior and was unable to react almost instantly. Jiang Shimu actually wanted to get within reach of Jian Wushuang!
Although she is usually as cold as ice, Jian Wushuang is her Achilles' heel, and anyone who touches him will die!
call out!
The bright sword light swirled in the air, chasing Jiang Shimu...
"Another Martial Ancestor?"
"How can it be!"
"This... is also a sword body?"
"what happened?"
Sword bodies are extremely rare in the Cloud Realm!
And in this barren lower world, there are actually two young martial arts masters who possess sword bodies!
If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn’t believe it even if you beat them to death!
Even in the Cloud Realm, only a very small number of disciples from powerful forces can possess a sword body...
Not to mention the shock of the two people from the Cloud Realm...
At this moment, even the four continents and eight major forces, including the White-eyebrowed Martial Ancestor who were now arguing with each other, the Sword Shadow Pavilion Master, the Black and White Academy Martial Ancestor and the White Cloud Sect Master, were all extremely shocked.
"Another Martial Ancestor? That woman is also a Martial Ancestor? Oh my God..."
"How many Martial Ancestors are there in the Tianxuan Sect?"
They knew that Jian Wushuang was the Martial Ancestor, and they had been amazed by his strength before. However, they did not expect that the woman who had always been following Jian Wushuang was also a Martial Ancestor!
Baimei Wuzu and the others even forgot to quarrel and watched the fight between Jian Wushuang, Xuehua and Yunjie.
"hey-hey."
Qingtong, who had been standing beside Lou Qianxue and protecting her, felt a little impatient: "Xiao Wushuang, Xiao Xuehua, do you want my help?"
"Qingtong." Xuehua took the time to look at him seriously: "Protect the master."
Qing Tong laughed loudly: "I know, I know, what are you afraid of? Can I still watch the Fairy Sister get hurt?"
(End of this chapter)