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Chapter 39 The Son of the Demon Emperor

"Swords give birth to all things...people are swords...swords are people..."

"Man and sword are united... unparalleled in the world..."

The King of Beixiao Sword seemed to be trapped in a demonic obstacle, and kept chanting it in his mouth.

Zhou Xuanji was fooling him with just one nonsense.

It’s just because Zhou Xuanji’s previous sword was too powerful!

This led to Zhou Xuanji's image in his heart being extremely tall.

Seeing that Zhou Xuanji was about to leave, Beixiao King Jian woke up in shock.

He quickly shouted, "Master!"

Wow—

Thousands of viewers were in an uproar. The King of Bei Xiao really wanted to worship Zhou Jianshen as his master?

Zhou Xuanji stopped and said, "I already have an apprentice."

Bei Xiaowang Jian was stunned. Zhou Xuanji had an apprentice, so he was not surprised.

But Zhou Xuanji used this excuse to shirk it. Could it be that the disciple is better than him?

He asked subconsciously: "Who is he?"

Zhou Xuanji said without looking back: "The next person to use the double sword intent is my apprentice."

After saying that, he jumped up and flew to the sky with the Great Thousand Sword of the Patriarchs.

Bei Xiaowang Jian knelt on the martial arts field and fell into a trance.

The next double sword intent...

People around the martial arts field were excitedly talking. No one cared about the seriously injured Beixiao King Sword, and they were all talking about the power of Zhou Jianshen.

"What a sword brings all things! Zhou Jianshen is really a master of swordsmanship. He may become an existence like the Great Zhou Sword Emperor in the future!"

"How is it possible! The Great Zhou Sword Emperor will definitely kill him in one sword!"

"Didn't Zhou Jian Shen defeat the Bei Xiaowang Sword in one sword? If it weren't for Zhou Jian Shen's unparalleled and righteousness and those who do not kill anyone without hatred, next year's day will be the death day of Bei Xiaowang Sword!"

"Nonsense, Sword God and Sword Emperor, who do you think is better?"

"I just laughed. You don't know how high the Great Zhou Sword Emperor stands, so don't talk nonsense."

When people were talking about the strength of Zhou Jian God, they actually pulled the Great Zhou Sword Emperor in.

Anyone with good cultivation knows that Zhou Jian Shen is far inferior to the Great Zhou Sword Emperor, but he cannot resist the weak around him.

The man in purple looked at Zhou Xuanji's departure back and ordered: "Catch up with him and explain what I mean."

"yes!"

The old Qing nodded and turned into a wisp of blue smoke, dissipating inside the house.

In the crowd, Zhang Ruyu excitedly grabbed the collar of the person next to him and roared: "Did you see it? I just said that Zhou Jianshen is stronger! You don't believe it!"

The man's face turned red by his pinching and almost fainted.

On the other side, Xiao Chengfeng took a deep breath and said to Miss Zhishui: "I have a trip in advance. Seven days later, at noon, we will meet at the north gate of Yunyan City and return to Dazhou together."

After saying that, he squeezed into the crowd and left.

Miss Zhishui looked at his back deeply and murmured: "Want to win over Zhou Jianshen? Xiao Chengfeng, are you loyal to the Queen or have a secret ulterior motive?"

A few dozen meters away, the delicate boy also left quietly.

But he didn't notice a look on him.

It was the man in purple standing on the roof in the distance.

As soon as Lao Qing left, he went upstairs to look for Princess Xuan Ya's figure.

Soon, he found it.

Looking at the delicate boy, he showed a greedy look on his face and murmured: "The breath of Daoyan's body is really delicious."

On the martial arts field.

The originally confused Beixiao King Jian showed a firm look on his face, and he said to himself: "Zhou Jian Shen... I must worship you as my teacher!"

He saw a kind of hope in Zhou Jianshen.

Perhaps he can learn the ability to defeat Sword Lord from Zhou Jianshen!

...

In a small alley, Zhou Xuanji suddenly stopped.

He said in a deep voice: "Who?"

A wisp of blue smoke floated into the alley and turned into a figure of old green.

Lao Qing smiled and said, "What a sword god Zhou. The sword just now is indeed amazing, but you rely more on the sword in your hand, right?"

Zhou Xuanji turned around, looked at him, and said, "What do you want to express?"

He could feel that Lao Qing was very dangerous, much stronger than the Beixiao King Sword.

Lao Qing stroked his beard and smiled, "Have you heard of the Gulan Demon Emperor? My young master is the son of the Gulan Demon Emperor, and I want to invite you to join him."

The Gulan Demon King!

Zhou Xuanji's pupils suddenly shrank.

How could he not know that the Gulan Demon Emperor was a powerful existence that made the Great Zhou Dynasty headache?

Defeat is the son of the Gulan Demon Emperor, and he is far stronger than the inner alchemy realm, and he is definitely not able to deal with it.

But as a human being, how could he join the demon clan?

Zhou Xuanji narrowed his eyes: "What if I refuse?"

"ah--"

At this moment, a sharp scream came from afar, and even in broad daylight, it made people's scalp numb.

Immediately afterwards, screams came one after another from all directions.

Zhou Xuanji under the mask frowned. Could it be that the demon clan invaded Yunyan City?

He suddenly became nervous, not for himself, but for Xiao Jiangxue.

Lao Qing smiled and said, "If you refuse, you don't want to leave Yunyan City alive. It won't take long before this city will become a city of corpses. Do you want to become one of the corpses?"

Zhou Xuanji said: "Okay, I promise you, but can I take one person away?"

The old youth nodded and said, "Don't talk about one person, both of them can do it, but not three."

Anything wrong?

Zhou Xuanji complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out.

Immediately, under the leadership of Lao Qing, he followed him to meet the son of the Gulan Demon Emperor.

"The young master is named Zhuang Huisheng, and you will also call him Young Master in the future."

Lao Qing reminded while leading the way.

Zhou Xuanji nodded, not interested in this.

His thoughts had already flown to Xiao Jiangxue.

He secretly prayed, hoping that Xiao Jiangxue would not run out and stay in the inn and wait for him.

Soon, they passed by the martial arts stadium. At this moment, there were many corpses lying around the martial arts stadium, staining the streets with blood. Bei Xiaowang Jian was still kneeling on the martial arts stadium. His meridians were cut off and he could not move at all.

He glanced at Zhou Xuanji with his eyes, and when he watched Zhou Xuanji walk with Lao Qing, he looked in disbelief.

A man in purple-clothed, named Zhuang Huisheng, stood on the eaves of the inn where he was, holding the delicate boy in his hand.

The delicate boy seemed to have been imposed on a fixed body trick, unable to move, and his eyes were filled with horror.

"You are here, you are quite conscious of the current affairs. Don't worry, I won't treat you badly."

Zhuang Huisheng smiled and said with satisfaction.

Zhou Jianshen may not be too strong for the time being, but his talent is there. As long as he trains it well, he will definitely become his right-hand man in the future.

Zhou Xuanji did not answer. He looked around and saw many buildings collapsed around him, and the inn where he and Xiao Jiangxue were staying was on the other side of the martial arts venue, and he could not see the situation there.

After thinking about it, he jumped up and came to the top of a loft. Looking around, his eyes suddenly changed.

The inn where they are located has also collapsed.

He immediately flew away with his sword, came to the ruins, and began to feel the breath of Xiao Jiangxue.

"Mystery..."

A faint voice came from the ruins, and Zhou Xuanji immediately turned up the wooden boards and pillars.

Soon he saw Xiao Jiangxue, covered in dust, pressed under the beam of the house, and there were other people's remaining limbs not far away, which was extremely terrifying.

If it weren't for Xiao Jiang Xue's cultivation level, she would probably be killed.

Zhou Xuanji's fists in his sleeves instantly clenched into fists, and he quickly rescued Xiao Jiangxue.

Zhuang Huisheng brought the delicate boy and Lao Qing to the edge of the martial arts field, and was dozens of meters away from Zhou Xuanji and the others.

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "It's just a girl, what does it have to do with you?"

Zhou Xuanji asked Xiao Jiangxue to lie on the ruins. He did not answer Zhuang Huisheng, but checked her and found that her right leg was broken and swollen to a little exaggerated.

He immediately took out a bottle of elixirs, put them in Xiao Jiangxue's hand, and whispered: "Sister, don't be afraid, I'll go and avenge you."

After saying that, he slowly stood up and the Great Thousand Pluto Sword appeared in his hands.

His right hand was tightly holding the Daqian Pluto Sword, trembling slightly.
Chapter completed!
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