93.The Carefree and Fulfilling Life of Master Xu!

As soon as the old man's voice sounded, Xu Shan instinctively retracted the Heart-Piercing Sword into his body. He also put Diwu Lianfeng's Flame Cloud Sword into his storage bag.

Xu Shan came to his senses and gave a faint smile. "So, Senior, you're looking for an opponent. My master is especially good at the art of concealment. He must be nearby. Maybe he hasn't shown up yet because he wants to test your abilities."

"As a junior, I naturally don't have the ability to summon my master. Please go and find him yourself, Senior."

The old man in black robes snorted coldly. "Playing tricks!"

Then he turned into a black light and disappeared, going to search for the person. He didn't doubt it. Thirteen Nascent Soul cultivators from the Demonic-Breaking Hall had all been affected. This was definitely not the means of an ordinary cultivator. Plus, Xu Shan had managed to survive until now with the inheritance at the Foundation Establishment stage. There must be a powerful person protecting him.

Seeing him disappear, Xu Shan let out a sigh of relief and looked at Diwu Lianfeng with a smile. "Brother Diwu, tell me more about the Tianxin Domain. Let me learn more."

Seeing him acting as if nothing had happened, Diwu Lianfeng's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He pointed at Xu Shan's storage bag. "If you still want it, take my sword out. Do you think it'll be useful just by taking it away?"

Xu Shan calmly took out the Flame Cloud Sword. "If possible, I'll trade the Heart-Piercing Sword with you. Do you want to trade?"

To be fair, perhaps because of his Fire Spiritual Root, Xu Shan found the Flame Cloud Sword especially easy to use. If he could use such a magic tool to unleash three thousand powerful strikes, the damage would definitely be impressive. Its actual combat effect should be much better than that of the Heart-Piercing Sword.

"No." Diwu Lianfeng left these words and moved away from Xu Shan.

Xu Shan looked up to observe the battle situation above. The thunderous sounds in the sky didn't stop. That was the sound of the magic tools and spells of Huang Zhiwen and Sun Yuanzheng colliding with each other. The white clouds in the sky had long been dispersed by the power generated by their fight.

Between the howling wind and the rumbling thunder, the two had already fought thousands of times. The sky was clear.

Sun Yuanzheng was surrounded by purple lightning. As he waved his sword blade, thick columns of lightning shot towards Huang Zhiwen from a distance of a hundred meters.

On the other hand, Huang Zhiwen's expression was as calm as still water. When he waved his sword, it seemed to have a certain rhythm, neither too fast nor too slow. His movements seemed as slow as an ordinary person's sword dance, but the speed was already at its extreme.

Countless sword shadows appeared in the sky, and they were even denser in front of him, forming a wall of dragon scale sword light. It was like a golden dragon, wrapping him inside.

The huge lightning bolts hit the wall, bursting out golden light and shooting back towards Sun Yuanzheng.

The two were at a stalemate for a while. Sun Yuanzheng taunted, "No wonder you're the famous swordsmanship genius in the Tianxin Domain!"

"You can fight me to this extent with the power of the Golden Core stage. But your spiritual power should be running out, right?"

"Hmph, a sword cultivator turning to alchemy cultivation, giving up your talent is simply extremely stupid! No wonder the Huang family abandoned you."

Huang Zhiwen pursed his lips slightly and relied on the golden light of the dragon scales to approach Sun Yuanzheng. What he said was right. It was really too difficult to fight a Nascent Soul cultivator at the Golden Core stage, and his sword cultivation skills were no longer at their peak. The Dragon Scale Wind-Slicing Sword was also no longer connected to his mind and spirit.

Coupled with the huge difference in spiritual power, it was already quite difficult for him to reach a draw with his current conditions. He had thought that as the Sect Master of the Zixiao Sword Sect, Sun Yuanzheng had been too busy with sect management to cultivate for a long time, so his strength wouldn't be too strong. But he didn't expect that his actual combat experience was so rich, far exceeding that of an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator.

If he wanted to have a chance of winning, he could only fight in close combat!

He rushed forward quickly. Sun Yuanzheng seemed to see through his plan and kept retreating. He was filled with shock in his heart. The once-in-a-thousand-year swordsmanship genius, even though he had fallen to this state, still had a brilliance that was hard to look at directly.

Diwu Lianfeng looked up from below and said in a solemn tone, "Huang Zhiwen is going to lose. After all, the gap is too big. But being able to see such swordsmanship today... it's still been worth the trip."

Hearing Diwu Lianfeng's words, Xu Shan silently took out the Immortal Controlling Order. He clenched his right hand, and the token shattered. Strange phenomena immediately occurred! A multicolored radiance suddenly bloomed from his palm, shining brightly within a few hundred meters.

Huang Zhiwen and the other person who were fighting above stopped immediately. The old man in black robes, who had previously disappeared, also returned in front of Xu Shan in an instant.

Diwu Lianfeng, who was closest to Xu Shan, exclaimed in surprise, "What... what is this?"

Just as he finished asking, Huang Zhiwen and the other person landed at the same time. Sun Yuanzheng's face was as cold as water. He glanced at the radiance blooming from Xu Shan's hand and glared at Huang Zhiwen. "The Immortal Controlling Order! You gave it to him?"

Huang Zhiwen mocked, "What else?"

"I don't care about him now. Xu Shan is yours. You can do whatever you want to him, but... you'd better think about how to explain it to the Taigu Pavilion."

Huang Zhiwen stroked his chin and smiled thoughtfully. "I remember that the Zixiao Sword Sect is also a member of the Taigu Pavilion. I wonder if there are any rules to follow before members of the Taigu Pavilion fight each other?"

"Huang Zhiwen... you're determined to make trouble for my Zixiao Sword Sect!!!" Sun Yuanzheng roared.

Huang Zhiwen scratched his ear and said casually, "Why are you shouting so loudly? He's already used it. What do you want me to do?"

The radiance in Xu Shan's palm dissipated. He raised his hand and looked around. "Uh... I guess no one can kill me now, right?"

Huang Zhiwen nodded seriously twice.

The old man in black robes angrily said, "Kid, where the hell is your master? Has he come or not?"

Xu Shan asked Huang Zhiwen in a low voice, "Will they really not kill me?"

Huang Zhiwen said seriously, "Don't worry. In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the immortal messenger from the Taigu Pavilion will be here. They don't dare to touch you. Being removed from the Taigu Pavilion means the Zixiao Sword Sect won't be able to survive in the future."

Xu Shan felt greatly relieved. He looked at the old man in black robes, and his expression changed instantly. "You old bastard, you can't even find my master. What are you barking for here?"

Old bastard? Huang Zhiwen's head was full of black lines when he heard this. Diwu Lianfeng slowly opened his mouth, shocked by Xu Shan's courage. He had thought that Xu Shan's act of blocking the Kun Beast in the secret realm was already very brave. Now, pointing at a cultivator much stronger than the Divine Transformation stage and calling him an old bastard... He had really never seen someone so arrogant.

The old man in black robes instantly flew into a rage, and his entire aura burst out. "You bastard, you're courting death!!!"

As these two words were spoken, an invisible and surging wave of air rushed in all directions. Diwu Lianfeng's face instantly turned deathly pale.

Xu Shan spat out a mouthful of blood. Seeing this, Huang Zhiwen immediately stood in front of him and said in a low voice, "Xu Shan, don't be too arrogant."

Xu Shan spat out the blood and said resentfully, "I've held this anger in for a long time. Anyway, I've already offended them thoroughly. I'm going to confront them no matter what. Why should I be polite?"

After saying this, Xu Shan straightened up, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at the old man in black robes arrogantly. "You old bastard! Don't just shout at me. Do you think your shouting can scare me?"

"Courting death!!!"

The old man in black robes was furious and stretched out his claws, wanting to kill Xu Shan.

"Don't act rashly!" Sun Yuanzheng immediately stopped the old man in black robes and stared at Xu Shan.

The inheritance of the Immortality Seeking Platform was related to whether the Diwu Family could help the Zixiao Sword Sect return to the Tianxin Domain... Now it was all in vain! He had painstakingly planned for the development of the sect, but it had been completely destroyed by such a little wretch! And he had joined the Taigu Pavilion? If the Grand Elder had made a move earlier, it wouldn't have ended up like this!

There was nothing he could do now. Sun Yuanzheng was filled with unwillingness. Finally, he let out a dejected sigh and looked at Xu Shan with a cold gaze. "You don't need to be too arrogant. Fifty years... The Immortal Controlling Order can only protect you for at most fifty years, Xu Shan. Cherish these fifty years."

"Let's go!"

Looking at Sun Yuanzheng giving up the pursuit and then at the high-spirited Xu Shan, Huang Zhiwen crossed his arms and smiled. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Xu Shan was a talented person, with courage and brains. Fifty years was enough for a person to grow up, at least enough to avoid being hunted down. Fifty years on one side of the river, fifty years on the other. Don't bully the young man....

"Sun Yuanzheng, I fxxk your mother! You just wait. If I don't avenge this, all the people in your Zixiao Sword Sect will have children without an anus!"

Hearing Xu Shan's extremely vulgar curse suddenly ringing in his ears, a huge sense of regret welled up in Huang Zhiwen's heart.....