Chapter 6 The Sword Sect Envoy                                                          

A group of senior executives of the Jiang clan who were usually tall and were surrounded by a young man carrying a war sword and wearing a white war suit.

"Sir, please sit down and watch the battle." The Seventh Elder said respectfully.

"Everything starts with simplicity, I don't have much time." The young man in white spoke indifferently.

The assessment content was not much. Under the indifferent attitude of the envoy of the Sword Sect of the Emperor's Desolation, the Jiang clan abandoned many tedious processes, leaving only the simplest battle between disciples.

A total of twenty-six disciples who met the requirements for participating in the battle were very simple. They drew lots and fought in one battle, and the one who stayed on the court was naturally the strongest.

"The battle has begun, haven't Jiang Fan appeared yet?"

"There may be a glimmer of hope to participate in the war. If you don't even dare to come to the training ground, you are just a complete waste."

There were many people around the training ground whispering, some were disdainful, and some were disappointed. In fact, the seventh elder and son have become more domineering in recent years, which has made many people dare not speak out. People from the Jiang clan no longer like Jiang Fan, and in the end they still have a glimmer of hope for him.

The Great Elder stood in one place, his eyes not only on the battlefield, but also looked around from time to time, and gradually became a little disappointed.

Three hours passed, and there were only two final participants left in the training ground.

"Jiang Chen, you have just stepped into the Tongmai realm, and I have already opened up six major meridians. Should you get out by yourself, or will I knock you down with my own hands?" Jiang Ling sneered. Today, this place is destined to be a stage for himself.

"I just think of one thing clearly. Is what Jiang Fan said true? My brother Jiang Rong is obsessed with you. Does it have anything to do with you?" Jiang Chen stared at Jiang Ling and clenched his fists.

Jiang Ling's face changed slightly, and then he sneered: "So what? So what can you do?"

It’s time to go, even if everything is exposed, what will happen to the people of the Jiang clan? As he said that, Jiang Ling took a step forward, his eyes were extremely cold, and a sword in his hand stabbed forward with thunder.

Jiang Chen raised his sword to greet him, but unfortunately Jiang Ling's sword was too strong. Jiang Ling, who had opened the six meridians, had at least one thousand two hundred kilograms of powerful attack.

The domineering power directly shook Jiang Chen's battle sword, and then the tip of the sword pierced into his shoulder.

Blood was gushing down, and Jiang Chen was extremely unwilling to accept it: "Jiang Ling, you will be punished sooner or later."

Everyone around was in an uproar, and many people whispered. Jiang Ling himself admitted that it was completely different from what Jiang Fan said before.

Unexpectedly, the third elder's son Jiang Rong was infatuated and almost became a useless person. It was really Jiang Ling who took action in secret. The Jiang clan was still too small after all, and everyone looked down and looked up. They were difficult for them to accept the excessive behaviors like Jiang Ling and his son.

However, when I saw the scene of the big forces fighting for fame and fortune within the Honghuang Sword Sect, everything about the Jiang clan was not taken seriously by the young man in white.

The young man in white walked into the training ground and looked at Jiang Ling in front of him and said, "It's a small force like the Jiang clan. It's good to open up six major meridians at the age of seventeen. Your name is Jiang Ling, right?"

"Jiang Ling has met the envoy!" Jiang Ling was quite excited when he heard the praise.

"If you call me a senior brother in the future, you can call me a senior brother." said the young man in white.

Many people in the Jiang clan, especially the face of the seventh elder, suddenly had surprises. To put it this way, Jiang Ling has been recognized by the envoy of the Sword Sect and can join the Honghuang Sword Sect.

For the Jiang clan, when Jiang Yunshuang was first, and now Jiang Ling joined the Honghuang Sword Sect, then in the future, few generals of the Jiang clan dared to provoke him, and they would only become stronger and stronger, and eventually become the overlord in this radius of hundreds of miles.

"I, Jiang Fan, have not taken action yet, how can the assessment be considered to be over?" At this moment, a loud voice came from outside the training ground.

Everyone present suddenly turned their eyes, and the many eyes suddenly became extremely complicated...

"This waste finally appears, how dare he come?"

"Hey, it's a pity that the assessment has ended. Young Master Jiang Ling is already a disciple of the Honghuang Sword Sect." Someone said.

Someone had a louder voice, deliberately letting Jiang Ling hear: "How did you speak? It seemed like he could defeat Master Ling just by participating in the war?"

When Jiang Fan walked to the edge of the training ground, someone even kept blocking him and scolded coldly: "Go back, this is not the place you should come."

Jiang Fan is a key figure in this assessment.

But he never showed up from beginning to end, and many people thought Jiang Fan gave up.

After all, Jiang Ling was too strong. He entered the Tongmai Realm at the age of seventeen and opened up six major veins. This is nothing among the big forces, but compared with the Jiang clan, it has been rare in decades.

Jiang Fan is now showing up, and this attitude doesn’t seem to be atonement? Could it be that there is a problem with his mind and seeking death?

No one would have thought that Jiang Fan could fight Jiang Ling. In their opinion, Jiang Fan had been abandoned for ten years and had just successfully opened his meridians. Even if he had a breakthrough, he would not be able to compare with Jiang Ling.

Jiang Fan ignored everything, looked at Jiang Ling in front of him, and smiled faintly, "Get out, since I, Jiang Fan, have come, I have no share in this qualification."

"presumptuous!"

The young man in white said coldly: "If you don't follow the rules, you won't be able to make a square meter. The assessment has ended, but you are late..."

"Hmm? Are you Jiang Fan?" Suddenly, the young man in white seemed to think of something, showing a playful look.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Fan glanced at the latter.

The young man in white said, "No need to fight. Even if you win, you are not qualified to join the Honghuang Sword Sect."

"Oh? Why?" Jiang Fan spoke calmly.

"Because you are Jiang Fan." The latter looked at Jiang Fan with a pity: "I don't want to go against Senior Sister Yun Shuang."

"Jiang Yunshuang?" Jiang Fan looked at the young man in white and then said disdainfully: "Who is she? Do you dare to block my Jiang Fan's path?"

The young man in white was stunned, and then seemed to hear the funny joke in the world: "Senior Sister Yunshuang was already an inner disciple in the second year of joining the sect. Then she directly became a disciple of the master of Shenxiu Peak, and then she had the identity of a true disciple. She had reached the peak of the spirit realm three years ago. She was taken to Taihuang Divine Mountain to refine the purple qi of heaven and earth in seclusion to attack the realm of the true body. The arrogant and ignorant guy, you dare to compare with her."

"It's true that she is like a waste in front of me." Jiang Fan said lightly.

The young man in white opened his eyes: "Do you dare to humiliate Senior Sister Yun Shuang?"

At this moment, Jiang Ling on one side suddenly bowed and said, "Sir, please allow me to fight Jiang Fan."

"Oh?" The young man in white looked at Jiang Ling unexpectedly: "Then I promise you, my disciple of the Honghuang Sword Sect, when you think about it, you should act decisively, and you will have such a mind as soon as you open the meridian realm. It's very good."

"Thank you, sir." Jiang Ling immediately spoke, and then his ferocious eyes locked on Jiang Fan.

"I'll call me senior brother after I've said that." The envoy of the Honghuang Sword Sect said with a smile, completely different from his attitude towards Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan glanced at the envoy of the Emperor's Sword Sect, and a hint of irony flashed through his eyes, but he didn't speak anymore and went straight to the center of the training ground.

"Jiang Fan, it surprised me that you dare to appear. But people will eventually pay the price for their mistakes. I can promise you that if you kowtow in public and admit your mistakes, I will only dismiss your young patriarch and destroy your power, but you will save your life." Jiang Ling looked at Jiang Fan coldly and proudly, as if he was looking at an ant.

He has joined the Honghuang Sword Sect and his identity is already high. The entire Jiang clan has to respect him three points even if the patriarch returns. Jiang Fan’s identity as the young master will no longer be taken seriously by him.

However, Jiang Fan had no time to talk nonsense to him, so he directly rushed out with a palm.

"Overbial power...Guiyuan Palm!"

Jiang Ling smiled grimly, and also blasted his palm forward without any restraint. He had been waiting for this day for many years. He wanted to beat Jiang Fan with his own hands. Why can a waste be such a good background and inherit the identity of the patriarch?

Dingdeng!

As soon as the two of their palms collided, they saw Jiang Ling being shaken back for more than ten steps in a row. His palms trembled faintly, and both arms hang down as weak as they were.

The entire training ground was completely sensational, especially some elders of the Jiang clan were even more shocked. The attack just now, Jiang Fan only had a simple burst of power, but Jiang Ling used the Guiyuan Palm. Although the Guiyuan Palm is just a human-level martial art, since it is called a martial art, it has its strength.

However, the result was completely opposite to what was expected. Jiang Ling was even injured when using martial arts?

In the training ground, before Jiang Ling's breathing had been adjusted, Jiang Fan had rushed to the other party again. This time, he turned his palm into a fist and punched him hard with the impact.

"Anger Wolf Fist."

Jiang Ling's face was extremely gloomy, and his reaction was timely. He punched out, and in a trance, it seemed as if a wolf's head was bitten along his fist.

The young man in white on one side nodded and said, "No, with this foundation, you can choose to practice the Fist of the Bafu Canglang Fist after returning to the sect."

The Seventh Elder was proud. This was the second time that the messenger praised his son. His eldest son Jiang Ling was only seventeen years old and had already opened six major meridians. In the future, there was hope of impacting the Qita Realm. No one in the Jiang clan's radius was around a hundred miles away. Jiang Fan had just resumed his cultivation. Even if he entered the Tongmai Realm, how could he compare with his son Jiang Ling?

"Cousin Jiang Fan, don't be impulsive." Outside the training ground, Jiang Chen, who was seriously injured before, couldn't bear to say.

With Jiang Ling's fierce personality, after using the Angry Wolf Fist for a few punches, Jiang Fan may not be as simple as defeat. In the best case, Jiang Fan's blood will be splattered three feet away.

But at this moment, no one noticed a trace of disdain in Jiang Fan's eyes. He could see through his weaknesses such as the ordinary and low-level martial arts of the Angry Wolf Fist at first glance. Moreover, Jiang Ling was not skilled in controlling martial arts. The Angry Wolf Fist had its shape, but it was less exquisite, just like a piece of thin paper, which could be broken at one touch.

"Hand of the Falcon!" Jiang Fan sneered.

He only saw his arm flip three times in an instant, facing a punch ahead, and then locking Jiang Ling's wrist at an incredible angle.

Jiang Ling's expression suddenly changed. He found that his whole arm became soft and weak. Not to mention the Angry Wolf Fist, it was extremely difficult to even lift it up.

Jiang Fan pulled back with great force, and Jiang Ling's body seemed to fall apart. He suddenly staggered and threw himself on the ground beside Jiang Fan, which was even worse than before.

Outside the cultivation field, many people from the Jiang clan were blinded and fell into a brief silence. The seventh elder, who was quite happy the moment before, had his face stiffened even more, as if he had eaten shit. He never expected that his son Jiang Ling would suffer such a great loss.

Only the young man in white from the Honghuang Sword Sect frowned slightly, but then he spit out six words: "Just take advantage of the opportunity!"

"Jiang Fan, you forced me." At this time, Jiang Ling, who was lying on the ground, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

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