Chapter 1531: Come from Purple Sword Pavilion

After a while, more than a dozen disciples of the Demon Clan were chopped into ((rourou) rou) sauce.
Zhang Xing and the elders all shook their heads.
Elder Zhang Yu explained the reason to Zhang Xing.
The hatred between Terrans and Demons has always been.
Many young people are a little bit overpowered. No matter what kind of demons they are, if they see them, they will definitely chase (kill sha) to the end.
Therefore, the hatred between the demons and the human race is deepening.
In the Xuanwu continent, the demons' territories are all over the place.
The smaller one is a city, and the larger one is an area.
However, these cities were robbed by the demons after a battle.
Their main territory is also a barren land in the northern part of Xuanwu continent.
Terrans don't look down there, but they can't let them expand.
And sent a large number of troops to confront the demons on the edge of the barren land.
People in the southern region live comfortably.
After all, it is far from the north.
However, the sword repair of the southern sword school could not be easy.
Every year, they send many disciples to the north to participate in the war.
If you are lucky enough to survive, you can go to the three southern sword schools to study.
Good performance can even be accepted as a disciple by the sword elders.
From then on, they will jump into the dragon gate, and the body will become completely taller.
...
Zhang Xing has no interest in these and listens to each other.
A few hours later, they returned to the ground.
But as soon as he came out, he saw thirty-two heads of the Southern Sword School and more than sixty ancestors standing in a square team.
A group of young men with long swords stood in front of them.
One of them, in his twenties, (body sh n) wearing a purple (color) robe was talking about something.
"It's Zijiange!"
Elder Zengchi's face (color) changed course.
The elders and disciples of other sword schools also halted.
"Is Zijiange great?"
Zhang Xing looked like they were all (very ting) afraid and couldn't help but wonder.
"Predecessor Yu, the top three sword schools in the South, Zijiange ranked third!"
"We, the second- and third-rate sects, live on them."
Zeng Chi explained.
"You ... all come here for Master Ben."
The young man in the purple robe found them and raised his hand to point it out.
That tone was like calling someone.
"Come on, don't make them angry."
Zhang Yu whispered.
Zhang Xing felt a little scornful, and followed him unhurriedly.
After a while, the 150 or 60 people who came out alive stood behind their respective martial arts.
"Ahem!"
The young man in the purple robe pretended to cough twice.
Then he said solemnly, "Let the factions hand over the treasure they have obtained."
Zhang Yu and Zeng Chi and others were surprised, and then they were surprised.
broken!
They heard the news and came to eat ready-made.
But there is no treasure below.
For a while, the scene was deserted.
No one wants to speak first.
Whoever is bad in his early days.
"Eh? What's wrong, don't want to pay?"
The purple robe young man's face (color) was cold, and his gaze moved around the elders (body sh n) leading each team.
"You! Come out!"
He pointed at Elder Songchuan with a running sword.
Elder Matsukawa was secretly crying.
Stepped out of his head and saluted.
"The Elder Songshui School Songchuan met Master Kang Cheng!"
"Well, let's start with your running sword."
Master Kang Cheng shook his head.
"This ... not to hide Master Kang Cheng, the treasure is actually a scam.
There is no treasure at all, but a bloodthirsty devil who is trapped in a starfield. "
Matsukawa was talking while observing the face of Master Kang Cheng (qing).