Thinking of this, Mu Jianzhi sneaked out from behind without saying a word.

Although the spiritual sword in his hand is not worth mentioning in front of Han Guang, it is a new toy for Han Guang, who has not seen a new sword for a long time.

All, when he noticed the sword energy of the spirit sword, Han Guang jumped excitedly, and without waiting for Xiao Si to react, he stood with it.

Mu Jianzhi looked at such a cold light, and the greed in his eyes became more and more unscrupulous.

Mu Jianzhi was a person who had subdued the Spiritual Sword after all. After a period of running-in, he was now quite skilled with the sword in his hand, so after a while, the cold light fell on his hand.

Mu Jianzhi took away his spiritual sword and carefully stroked the cold light, "Such a spiritual sword, following such a garbage as you, is really a pearl with tears in her eyes!"

After the rareness of the pearls and treasures was enough for the cold light, Mu Jianzhi danced lightly for a few times. At this time, there was no trace of his own spiritual sword in his eyes. "Hahaha! Boy, I've taken away your spiritual sword!"

Xiao Sisun looked at the Han Guang in his hand, and a nameless fire rose in his eyes, "Since you said it was my spiritual sword, so if you think about me like a thief, don't you feel ashamed?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Jianzhi smiled hideously, "Haha! You are alive and it is yours, you are dead!"

"Boy, I originally planned to look at the peerless spiritual sword, but I didn't want your life. Since you are so sharp-tongued, I can't tolerate you anymore!"

As he said that, Mu Jianzhi picked the cold light forward, "You can use your blood to make me consecrate the spiritual sword, which is also your only honor as a sword cultivator!"

After saying that, he raised the cold light and activated his own energy. It seemed that he wanted to use Han Guang's sword energy to kill Xiao Sishun with one blow!

But Han Guang was nothing he could think about. When he wanted to use himself, it stood steadily in the air with one rotation, shaking its sword body naughtyly, mocking Mu Jianzhi's delusion!

Seeing this, Mu Jianzhi's face turned pale, "Even if you are a peerless spiritual sword, I don't allow you to trample on my dignity so much! Since you are so ignorant, then you don't have to exist!"

After saying that, Mu Jianzhi summoned his spiritual sword again and used a murderous move.

Seeing this, Han Guang immediately flew back to Xiao Sishun's hand, and the sword body kept trembling, as if urging Xiao Sishun to take a move.

Seeing this, Xiao Sisun did not hesitate and poured his vitality into the sword, swinging hard to resist with one move.

Two sword energy instantly rustled the bamboo leaves in the back mountain, and wherever they passed, they destroyed the green bamboos, and even the birds and beasts in the back mountain fled everywhere in panic.

"Bang!"

As the two sword energy collided, a deep crack appeared on the ground. The bamboo pole that was still standing just now immediately cracked and the breath emitted blew all the bamboo leaves within a radius of five meters.

"puff!"

Immediately afterwards, Mu Jianzhi spitted blood in his mouth, covering his chest with one hand, and the other hand holding the spirit sword kept shaking, and blood was flowing on the sword.

As one of his legs weakened, he suddenly knelt on one knee, and the spirit sword also buzzed and fell to the ground. If you look closely, you will find that there were several gaps on the sword's body.

At this time, Xiao Sisun stood aside, looking at his embarrassed look, "Haha, it's just that you are, and you still want to control the cold light, it's simply a whim!"

Without waiting for Xiao Sishun to say anything else, the cold light in his hand actually took the initiative to cut open Xiao Sishun's left hand, absorbed Xiao Sishun's blood, and stood straight in front of Xiao Sishun, motionless.

Xiao Sisun couldn't understand Han Guang's intention for a moment. Could it be that he pretended too much that Han Guang could not stand it?

Looking at Xiao Sisun standing stupidly, Wan Guiyuan, who was attracted by the movements in the back mountain, sneered loudly: "Why, don't you even dare to accept your own spiritual sword? "

Upon hearing this, Xiao Sisun widened his eyes and turned to look at Wan Guiyi.

Wan Guiyi nodded without a trace.

At this time, Xiao Sishun grabbed Han Guang, twitched the corners of his mouth twice before yelling softly, "Han Guang!"

After being called by Xiao Sishun like this, the cold light then turned into a stream of light and disappeared into Xiao Sishun's arms.

Seeing this, Xiao Sisun looked at Wan Guiyi again in confusion.

Before Wan Guiyi could react, Wan Guiyuan laughed out loud and said, "Haha! You really found a treasure! You are already extremely talented in swordsmanship. Who knows that your spiritual sword is even more difficult to find for thousands of years, and you can move your heart at will!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Sisun also widened his eyes. Han Guang is really so rare and precious! Then he touched his chest, full of gratitude. Fortunately, he came here and practiced swordsmanship, otherwise it would be a waste of resources!

Thinking of this, Xiao Sisun looked at Wan Guiyi with more gratitude.

Seeing Xiao Sishun conquering the cold light, Wan Guiyi was not surprised at all, "There are ten days left before the competition, so you can work well with the Spirit Sword!"

After saying that, he turned to look at Mu Jianzhi, "There must be some destiny in his life, and nothing can be forced! You are also a result of your own success!"

Although Wan Guidao and the other two were angry, they also knew that it was not the best time to move Xiao Sishun, so they could only take Mu Jianzhi away.

Since then, the back mountain has basically become Xiao Sishun's professional martial arts field. The disciples of the Lingshuang Sword Sect are respectful when they see Xiao Sishun, and they dare to be negligent.

After Han Guang recognized his master, Xiao Si suddenly felt that his cultivation was getting closer and closer. Recently, he had been forgetting to eat and sleep, and he had already been working with Han Guang in just a few days.

Seeing this, Wan Guiyuan couldn't help but admire his senior brother's unique eyesight!

Tomorrow is the time for the two factions to compete. Wan Guiyi took time to come to the back mountain to tell Xiao Sishun what to pay attention to tomorrow and why he attached it so much this time.

Because every three hundred years, the secret realm of the Sword Sect will be opened, and only the winner of each competition is qualified to enter. If no one in the Lingshuang Sword Sect wins this time, then they will lose the qualification to enter again.

"What's going on in the Secret Realm? And what you meant just now, have you lost your qualification once?"

When Wan Gui nodded when he heard Xiao Sishun's question, he explained without any concealment.

It turned out that a thousand years ago, the Lingshuang Sword Sect and the Lingxue Sword Sect were the same sword sect. It was only because of the battle between the heads of the sect that the entire sect was divided.

That secret realm was left behind by the founder of the Sword Sect. Any disciple who entered the world will have some luck, and after they came out, their cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds.

This was the third time the Secret Realm was opened. The first time the two sects entered together, but because there were too many people and none of them gained anything, the two sects decided to determine the candidates for a 6-year competition.

The second time, because the people who entered the Lingxue Sword Sect were all from the Lingxue Sword Sect, many people now only know the Lingxue Sword Sect in their swordsmanship practice, and only a very small number of people can remember the Lingshuang Sword Sect.

Because the disciples' qualifications are getting worse and worse, the Lingshuang Sword Sect has entered a vicious cycle. If they cannot win this time, the distance between the Lingshuang Sword Sect and the Lingshuang Sword Sect will become further and further, or even become a third-rate sword sect.

"Then how can you be sure I can win?"

Xiao Sisun asked after hearing this for a moment.

"I don't know why I chose you, just like you don't know why you came back here. I think it's all God's will!"

After hearing such a Buddhist answer, Xiao Sisun didn't know whether to cry or laugh, "What if I lost too?"

He asked with his head tilted.

When Wan Guiyi heard this, a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes. After a while, he said, "Do your best and leave your destiny!"

Looking at Wan Guiyi's appearance, it was obviously fake that he didn't care, but he still had to endure it and not put pressure on him. This kind of sentiment was enough to move Xiao Sisun.

Since I have come here, it means that God is not bad for you!

Thinking of this, Xiao Sisun attached more and more importance to tomorrow's attitude.
Chapter completed!