"Hahaha, I didn't expect Zhou Yanfang to become friends with the Emperor of Heaven, happy!" Zhou Yanfang smiled.
Zhang Tianhao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when Zhou Yanfang was not angry with him. Zhang Tianhao will undoubtedly feel sorry for him if the other party feels grudge against him because of this. After all, Zhou Yanfang's strength is not mentioned, other aspects are still possible. He didn't want to lose this friend because of this.
Zhang Tianhao also knew that now the entire Heavenly Sword Sect was in a mess, and Fang Yaochen had a lot to do. It's not appropriate to be here now. Therefore, he said to Yaochen, "Sect Master, then I won't bother, and I will visit again tomorrow."
Zhang Tianhao was not happy to leave at this time, and the demon emperors of those two demon races are also likely to come back. This is when the Heavenly Sword Sect is weakest. Therefore, Zhang Tianhao would naturally not choose to leave at this time.
"Hey, I just made you laugh. I will invite Young Master Zhang and Girl Murong to come tomorrow."
At this time, Fang Yaochen was indeed a little frustrated. Therefore, Zhang Tianhao's words were indeed in his arms.
On the second day, in the Deshang Hall
Zhang Tianhao took Murong Ziqian and Murong Xian'er into the Palace of Deshang.
The Sect Master Hall has long since become a ruin and needs to be rebuilt, so at this moment only Deshang Hall can entertain them. It's just that Murong Xian'er entered the Temple of Deshang early in the morning, and she was a little uncomfortable, as if she was thinking about something. But Zhang Tianhao only said that Murong Ziqian was a little tired, so he didn't think too much.
It was also the time when Zhang Tianhao was about to say goodbye to Fang Yaochen. After all, all the things that Murong Ziqian and Murong Ziqian had to do in the Heavenly Sword Sect this time had been completed.
"Zi Qian, what's the matter?" Zhang Tianhao asked while looking at Murong Ziqian.
Murong Ziqian frowned and said to Imam Zhang Tian: "Tianhao, Ziqian feels as if something is calling Ziqian."
"Summon you?" Zhang Tianhao was slightly surprised.
"Master Zhang, girl Murong is this?"
Fang Yaochen seemed to see the different color of Murong Ziqian. Asked quickly with concern.
"Sect Master, is the Heaven Sword Sect's forbidden land behind this?"
Zhang Tianhao didn't care if he was spying on other people's privacy at the moment.
Fortunately, Fang Yaochen's expression was very indifferent. Although a little strange, he still said to Zhang Tianhao: "Haha, Young Master Zhang, this is the place where our Heavenly Sword Sect's holy sword is in full bloom."
"Holy Sword?" Zhang Tianhao was a little curious.
Murong Ziqian's expression moved, looking at Fang Yaochen.
Fang Yaochen nodded, and said to Zhang Tianhao: "Yes, this holy sword is the saber of our founding ancestor of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the saint of Ziyun Saint. Our ancestor of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Ziyun Saint is said to be from the upper realm. I came to our Zhenwu continent only for experience. When I returned to the upper realm, I left the Ziyun Sacred Sword, and left behind. Those who can pull out the Sword Sect are the next generation heirs of the Heavenly Sword Sect. "
"Oh, hasn't anyone pulled out this Ziyun Holy Sword for so many years?" Zhang Tianhao asked curiously.
Fang Yaochen shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Don't say it is pulled out, even if it is close, it is better than possible. You will be hurt by the sword aura of the Ziyun Sacred Sword."
Seeing Zhang Tianhao seem to be interested, Fang Yaochen smiled at Zhang Tianhao and said, "Hehe, if Zhang Tianhao is interested, you can take a look with your own eyes."
Zhang Tianhao thought of Murong Ziqian's previous feelings. Therefore, he immediately agreed, and said to Fang Yaochen: "If you don't bother..."
Fang Yaochen hurriedly waved his hand to Zhang Tianhao and said, "Why, with the contribution Zhang Gongzi has made to our Heavenly Sword Sect, all these are just small things."
Hearing what Fang Yaochen said, Zhang Tianhao immediately said to Murong Ziqian and Murong Xian'er next to him: "Let's go and take a look!"
The Ziyun Sacred Sword that Fang Yaochen said was at the side hall. Before getting close, Zhang Tianhao felt a sharp sword aura repelling the approach of the surrounding martial artists.
"So strong sword energy!" Zhang Tianhao didn't approach anymore. The look moved.
Although Zhang Tianhao could also enter forcibly, it would inevitably consume a lot of effort. And Fang Yaochen, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, just like Zhang Tianhao’s, stood on the side and said to him: "This Ziyun Sacred Sword has a very strong sword aura, even if this Sect Master is a warrior in the Divine Emperor Realm, It’s also hard to get close."
Suddenly, Zhang Tianhao discovered that Murong Ziqian next to him did not seem to be rejected by the Ziyun Sacred Sword, and continued to move toward the aperture.
"what?"
Zhang Tianhao was taken aback. Just about to call Murong Ziqian, he suddenly thought of what Murong Ziqian had said to him before, and his heart moved, instead of calling Murong Ziqian, he just smiled at the Sect Master of Heavenly Sword nearby: "Let her go to him."
The Sect Master of Heaven Sword Sect glanced at Zhang Tianhao. Although he was a little puzzled, Zhang Tianhao had given such explanations, so he didn't stop him anymore. Only the next scene stunned Fang Yaochen. The sword aura of the Ziyun Sacred Sword didn't hurt Murong Ziqian. Before they met Murong Ziqian, they evaded one after another.
"What's going on?" Fang Yaochen murmured.
Immediately, Murong Ziqian finally came to the front of the Ziyun Sacred Sword, she looked at the Ziyun Sacred Sword in front of her, and gently held the hilt of the sword.
"Can Zi Qian pull up this Ziyun Sacred Sword?"
Zhang Tianhao was also a little nervous at this moment. He naturally knew that this was Murong Ziqian's chance.
Murong Xian'er and Fang Yaochen also seemed a little nervous. It should be noted that Fang Yaochen knew that this ancestral training had been tens of thousands of years, but this sword stood for tens of thousands of years, but no one could pull it out. If the Ziyun Sacred Sword can be pulled out... Then... Thinking of this, Fang Yaochen was also excited.
But Fang Yaochen tried his best to calm his mood. It should be noted that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
"Buzzing..."
The Ziyun Sacred Sword seemed to be a little excited, and began to tremble violently.
Murong Ziqian held the Ziyun Sacred Sword tightly, took a few breaths in a slight indulge, and resolutely pulled out the Ziyun Sacred Sword.
"choke!"
The Ziyun Sacred Sword was suddenly pulled out, and a dazzling sword aura burst out. That terrible sword aura burst out like a flood, sweeping out in all directions. Even with Zhang Tianhao's cultivation base of the Martial God Eighth Heaven at this moment, there was some discoloration. She immediately stood in front of Murong Xian'er, after all, her cultivation base was the weakest here.
The Overlord's battle body started running with all its strength. But under the impact of that terrifying sword aura, Zhang Tianhao still took Murong Xian'er back ten steps before standing still.
Fang Yaochen was even more unbearable like Zhang Tianhao, after all, Fang Yaochen was injured the day before. Although after one night, he recovered a bit. But the strength has been weakened a lot. Therefore, he was shaken back hundreds of meters by that terrible sword aura. Can't help but "Wow!" spit out a mouthful of blood. His expression was extremely pale.