It seems that I still have to go to the Shaolin Temple martial arts conference three years later...

As the system sound fell, Su Yu suddenly became secretly expectant in his heart.

If he had thought that the martial arts conference would definitely get good things, it was just his wishful thinking and self-comfort, but now with the systematic prompts, he affirmed his thoughts.

Super reward?

I'm really looking forward to it!

Life is still passing day by day, and in a blink of an eye, nearly a month has slipped away quietly. During this period, Liuxuanmen's status in the martial arts world has risen slowly.

The main reason is naturally because of the nameless sword saint who appeared in the Six Mysterious Sect in recent days.

For all this, the happiest person is naturally the head of the Six Mysterious Sect and many elders.

Early this morning, in the Liuxuan Hall,

Elder Wang Mu touched his long beard and laughed: "Senior Brother, the disciples I have recruited in Liuxuanmen in recent days are more than several times higher than before. There are even some second- and third-rate martial arts families outside Wujun County who have also sent their family children!"

"Not bad, hahaha!"

"Very good!"

"A few days ago, my Liuxuanmen also received an invitation to the martial arts competition from the Shaolin monk. My Liuxuanmen is finally about to rise, hahaha!"

Wang Chujue, the head of the Sixth Xuan Sect, sat in the hall with several elders. When he heard this, his faces were filled with relief smiles and he nodded constantly.

As the contemporary head of the Six Xuanmen, Wang Chujue was naturally the happiest in his heart. He listened to the laughter of the elders around him with a smile. He subconsciously looked towards the cliff of the peddler's disciple Houshan.

He knows how much he has.

Now that Liuxuanmen can have today, the invitation to the martial arts conference by the monks from Shaolin Temple is entirely because of the mysterious swordsman!

...

During the period when the Liuxuanmen was booming, the martial arts world of the Kuboluo Kingdom outside the State of Zhao was also swept by the "Mysterious Sword Cultivator of the Liuxuanmen who emerged from nowhere".

During this period.

A mysterious sword saint appeared in Liuxuanmen. A sword energy killed the blood demon saint envoy not only in the territory of Zhao, but also in recent years, the roboluo country, which had frequent frictions and fighting with Zhao, has also heard of it.

As the national sect of the country of Lubolu, the Blood Demon Sect is deeply trusted by the royal family of Lubolu. The four great saint envoys under its sect are not only extremely powerful terrifying existences, but their status in Luboluo Country is even above those ordinary Luboluo royal children.

He can be said to be a powerful figure!

Such a big man suddenly died!

It was actually in a small sect within the territory of Zhao!

This is really incredible. When the news spread to the martial arts world of the rabbola Kingdom, countless sects and the warriors of the rabbola Kingdom could not believe it at all!

At this moment, it was almost dusk, and gusts of wind were howling on the vast Laga wasteland. The wind was mixed with slight yellow sand, slashing across the wilderness, passing through several dry dead trees, and slashing the dead bodies on the ground that were almost dried...

The desolate atmosphere permeates everywhere. This is the border between Zhao and Lubolu, which is the place where the two countries fight daily.

The strong wind was whistling yellow sand, and a figure in a black robe appeared here. When they arrived at this battlefield, they took out round and palm-sized transparent crystal balls from their sleeves.

Immediately afterwards, they raised the transparent crystal ball in their hands above their heads, and as their mouths opened and closed, bursts of strange and inexplicable spells murmured.

"Guzhiga, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow

As these strange spells sounded, something even more bizarre happened!

I saw strands of black and red air rising from the corpses of soldiers with incomplete bodies on the ground, and then they drilled into the transparent crystal balls in the hands of these black-robed men.

In less than a moment, the dead bodies shrank a lot again, and they were even almost like bubbles. When the wind blew, they were blown away like sand...

At the same time, the transparent crystal balls raised high by the man in black robe also quickly changed their color at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming strange black and red balls!

A stream of evil and strange aura emanated from the orb, which was creepy.

After the crystal ball in his hand completely changed its color, more than a dozen black-robed men stopped. They collected the ball, quickly disappeared into the wilderness, and walked towards the territory of Lubolu.

...

In the territory of Heboluo, there is an extremely remote mountain forest.

The fog is filled with the forest all day long, dark and light, dead silent, lifeless.

Deep in the mountains and forests, huge palaces are located. Next to the road outside the palace is a huge black stone tablet, with three blood-red, cold and infiltrating characters engraved on it: Blood Demon Sect!

In a vast hall of the Blood Demon Sect, there is a dark red blood pool at the center of the hall.

Widths of blood evil energy visible to the naked eye rose from the blood pool, making the already dim hall look even more gloomy and terrifying.

The strong smell of blood was extremely pungent, but at this moment, the three black-robed messengers standing in front of the blood pool seemed to enjoy the smell very much. They took a few deep breaths one by one, revealing the expression of enjoyment.

These three men in black robe are no one else, but the three of the four great saints of the Blood Demon Sect!

At this time, a figure suddenly rushed out of the blood pool. The figure was extremely fast, and the moment it appeared, it had already arrived at a blood-colored jade chair placed in the middle of the hall.

But I saw it as a young man wearing a blood-red robe, with disheveled hair and blood-colored patterns on his face, and even his eyes were covered with strange blood.

The moment this figure appeared, the three black-robed envoys immediately knelt down respectfully and shouted, "We pay homage to the sect leader!"

"What's the matter with you looking for this sect leader?" The sect leader of the Blood Demon Sect asked in a vague voice.

After the words came, the Saint Envoy of the Blood Demon Sect in the middle did not dare to delay for a moment, and quickly replied: "Report to the sect leader, Xue Duo died in a small sect called Liuxuanmen in Zhao State. It is said that he was killed by a mysterious unknown sword saint who lived in seclusion in Liuxuanmen with one sword!"

"Kill with one sword?!"

The leader of the Blood Demon Sect's pupils suddenly shrank when he heard this, as if he was a little surprised. After a moment of silence, he asked again: "Can the identity of the mysterious sword saint be found out?"

A black-robed saint envoy on the left said: "Report to the sect leader, his subordinates have inquired from many sources, but there has been no news. In the Six Xuanmen, there was an invincible half-saint sword cultivator living in seclusion, but according to the latest information, this person has been dead for many years..."

Finally speaking, he hesitated for a moment, and then spoke tentatively: "Sect Master, should we destroy the Six Mysterious Sects..."

The leader of the Blood Demon Sect was silent after hearing this, shook his head slightly, raised his eyes to look outside the hall, and said in a deep voice: "Calculate the time, there are only three years left before the Central Plains Martial Arts Conference. Let's put the matter aside for the Liuxuan Sect for the time being. As for the Six Xuan Sword Saint, I will kill him after my demon skills are perfect. A fresh and flesh of an invincible semi-saint is extremely delicious. Hehehe..."

At the end of the conversation, the leader of the Blood Demon Sect seemed to have seen some delicious food, licked his tongue excitedly, and bursts of gloomy and strange laughter echoed in the wide and dim hall...

And the three black-robed holy messengers of the Blood Demon Sect couldn't help but tremble slightly, as if they were afraid of being eaten...
Chapter completed!