Chapter 612 Risk Assessment Expert, Mu Fusheng!

At this moment.

The territory of Tianjian Peak.

The sword energy surged, and the sword chanted!

Countless sword intentions turned into giant swords that could split the sky and the earth, and kept floating!

Everyone looked up at this scene.

Their expressions were horrified.

Zhuang Zidong was the Tianjiao disciple of Tianjian Peak.

He was the disciple who was second only to the master.

His strength reached the half-step turbid immortal, and his sword intention reached the supreme sword intention!

And what about Ye Qiubai?

Although his realm was only the peak of the Hedao realm, his sword intention had reached the extraordinary sword way!

What's more.

Ye Qiubai, who was only at the peak of the Hedao realm, crossed a big realm and directly shattered Zhuang Zidong's full-strength attack!

How did he do this?

Is the inherited sword method left by the ancestor really so strong?

In the back.

Huo Zhengheng smiled and nodded as he watched this scene.

He is indeed a person with the same physique as the ancestor.

Ye Qiubai, as long as he doesn't die in the middle of his journey, his future will be limitless!

He will eventually become the first sword cultivator in the middle-latitude realm.

No, it's far beyond this middle-latitude realm!

Ye Qiubai's journey will definitely not stop here!

Huo Zhengheng thought so.

Cangjian Pavilion.

The two great elders opened their eyes one after another.

Feeling the conflict of sword intent in the distance.

Nodding slightly.

"Tianjian Peak, there is an incredible figure..."

"Hunyuan Sword Body, the ancestor relied on the sword body and had no rivals in the middle-latitude realm!"

"Now, after arriving in the upper realm, I don't know what will happen."

"Don't mention the ancestor, this Ye Qiubai must be guaranteed to be safe."

The character of a sword cultivator is straightforward, to put it bluntly, stubborn, and will not easily change what he has determined!

This kind of character can easily provoke others.

Therefore, a sword cultivator will definitely have many enemies on the road of cultivation.

"Let us two old guys be his protectors..."

After saying that, the two great elders disappeared from the spot!

...

On the other side.

Zhuang Zidong's face was solemn and a little pale.

Then, he sighed with a bitter smile, bowed to Ye Qiubai, held the sword in both hands, and stood with his fists clasped.

"Brother Ye, I lost."

The tone was frank, without the slightest dissatisfaction!

Hearing this, Ye Qiubai smiled and arched his hands: "Thank you."

"Let's have a chance to spar again."

"Definitely."

After that.

Huo Zhengheng announced Ye Qiubai as the Sword Master of Tianjian Peak.

No one had any objections.

After all, Ye Qiubai was the one who inherited the ancestor.

And his talent was so strong.

The extraordinary swordsmanship defeated the half-step turbid immortal with the strength of the Hedao realm.

This kind of inhuman evil talent made this group of sword cultivators convinced.

...

After the incident.

Ye Qiubai followed Huo Zhengheng to the peak master's hall.

Huo Zhengheng took out a sheepskin scroll and a jade pendant, placed them on the table, and pushed them in front of Ye Qiubai.

Ye Qiubai picked it up and looked at it, slightly stunned.

"The Ten Thousand Realms Competition?"

Huo Zhengheng explained: "The Ten Thousand Realms Competition is held once every hundred years."

"It is a ranking battle between all realms in the middle latitude realm."

All realms?

Ye Qiubai was shocked.

How big is this middle latitude realm?

How wide is the scope.

If all realms can participate, wouldn't it be too big?

Huo Zhengheng explained: "It's not as complicated as you think."

"In the early stage of the Ten Thousand Realms Competition, the competition will be held in one's own realm, and then the sect that wins the championship will represent this realm to participate in this Ten Thousand Realms Competition."

"And you should also know that in general realms, the rankings have already been determined."

"For example, there is no dispute that our Tianjian Peak is the strongest in this realm, right?"

"Then we don't need to fight, just wait for the next round of the Ten Thousand Realms Competition to begin."

"Of course, unless other sects are inflated and want to challenge us, we still have to make a little move."

Ye Qiubai nodded after listening.

"Then according to what Senior Huo said, Tianjian Peak has never participated in the previous Ten Thousand Realms Competition?"

"That's right."

Huo Zhengheng nodded and said: "The order from the ancestor is that if no one gets the inheritance he left behind, then he must not show off his momentum outside."

"So over the years, we have been keeping a low profile."

Being low-key can still make you a top second-rate force.

Ye Qiubai couldn't help but shake his head and laugh. As expected, the foundation of Tianjian Peak was very strong.

"But, now."

Huo Zhengheng changed the subject, looked at Ye Qiubai solemnly, and said: "Now that someone has obtained the inheritance, then it's time for our Tianjian Peak to be high-profile."

"To be honest, I've been so frustrated over the years that I'm almost suffocating."

"So..."

Huo Zhengheng patted Ye Qiubai's shoulder heavily and said with a smile: "Try hard and help our Tianjian Peak's reputation in this Wanyu Competition!"

Ye Qiubai also smiled and promised: "Of course."

...

On the other side.

Shengfu Sect.

The three supreme elders called Mu Fusheng over.

"Stinky boy, there is something for you to do."

Mu Fusheng hurried away upon hearing this: "Well, my research on the talisman has reached a critical moment. I can't get away. The three elders should go find someone else!"

Seeing Mu Fusheng walking, his footsteps kept moving towards the outside.

The white-bearded elder's beard was trembling...

Stretching out his hand slightly, an invisible spiritual energy lifted Mu Fusheng's body.

"Don't play tricks here, kid!"

"The reward for this Wanyu competition is the qualification to enter Juehun City!"

Juehun City!

Mu Fusheng immediately stopped struggling and stopped quibbling.

"I think, with your personality, you should have heard about Juehun City, right?"

Of course!

With Mu Fusheng's cautious personality, he would definitely find out everything he could find out no matter where he was!

Although Juehun City is a secret.

But because of its great reputation, some rumors still leaked out.

For example.

Juehun City imprisoned countless powerful souls!

There are all kinds of ghosts and gods in the world!

The inheritance is everywhere, and there are countless treasures.

More importantly, it has a great improvement on the soul!

And Mu Fusheng needs a way to improve the soul!

"But... Juehun City seems a little dangerous?"

The three great elders looked at each other.

"Dangerous? Then let's go with you and ensure that you are not in danger!"

"Don't come on!" Mu Fusheng rolled his eyes and said, "Your strength exceeds the limit of Juehun City!"

"That place only allows people of Zhuxian and below to enter!"

After thinking about it, Mu Fusheng said, "I'll think about it."

The temptation is too great, and there are also dangers.

Mu Fusheng has to carefully evaluate the corresponding risks...