The original domain name has been contaminated, please remember the new domain name "I lied to you. After all, I'm just a lunatic, not a fool. How can I tell you everything when I've just met you and I don't know your character?.

” Crazy Sword Saint is justified.

Even though Chu Xuan wanted to hit him, he couldn't find a suitable reason for it in a short while..

He could only ask with a dark face," Then, Martial Uncle, can you tell me what secret this Sacred Sword Token is hiding?" "To tell you the truth, this old man isn't too clear about the secret of this Sacred Sword Token..

” The Madman Sword Saint blushed. He quickly explained,"But don't be angry. I only heard Tian Jian say before he died that there was an opportunity that could allow a person to break through to the Saint Plane. Tian Jian was heavily injured in order to investigate this opportunity, which gave Jian Chen the opportunity to deceive his master and kill his ancestor. At the same time, the devil cultivators behind Jian Chen were actually here for the opportunity of the Saint Sword Token…" When this matter was brought up, the Madman Sword Saint's tone gradually became solemn..

He was hesitant about telling Chu Xuan about this, but now, he had nothing to worry about..

This nephew in front of him is the best person he can entrust to..

Chu Xuan was speechless..

"Martial uncle Feng, your words are equivalent to not saying anything. Besides, even if these two Saint Sword Tokens are real, there's still one in Jian Chen's hands…" Therefore, in order to obtain an opportunity above the Saint Plane, the first thing he had to do was defeat Jian Chen. At the very least, he had to think of a way to snatch the last Saint Sword Token from Jian Chen..

This was simply hell level difficulty! " Fortunately, I'm only at the first level of Sky Origin Stage. I'm still far from Saint Stage…" Time was Chu Xuan's greatest advantage, but it was also his greatest disadvantage. After all, there was still a Blood Devil who could awaken at any time in the Northern Wasteland Region..

" Forget it. I don't want to think about it anymore. I should be honest now. It's more important to improve my strength! Right, Martial Uncle Feng, my martial will has already reached the tenth level. How should I improve my sword path next?" Chu Xuan asked..

" It's very simple. When you comprehend the True Meaning of Sword Principle to the fifth level, you will naturally know what to do now. Don't interfere with my refining of the remnant soul. It's been so many years. I've had enough of losing my mind. Wuwuwu…" As he spoke, the Crazy Sword Saint began to cry again. It was still the same kind of crying..

Chu Xuan felt a chill..

Not only is this uncle crazy, he seems to be an old child who can't grow up. But just like that, he can actually become a sword saint. Isn't it irritating? Coincidentally, the communication stone on his body began to flash..

When he walked out, it was Mo Xu's message..

He hurriedly walked out of the Swordsman Forest and asked," Mo Xu, what's going on? Could it be that another Holy Son has come to challenge us?" He remembered the three sons he defeated last time, Pan Lin, Duan Kong and Xuan Xin..

Especially Duan Kong, the seventh Holy Son. He had the same name as Duan Kong of Duan Kong City. Chu Xuan's expression was a little strange..

Mo Xu's expression was also strange." It's not the Holy Son. This time, a group of people have come to look for you. It's said that they have already walked outside the Holy Land..

” "A group of people?" Chu Xuan was stunned for a moment before he suddenly remembered something." Could it be…No way…Let's go out and take a look…" soon after.

A clearing on the outskirts of the Holy Land..

A large group of ragged people were gathered there. Many of them looked tired, and some of them were covered in wounds. Many of them were still bleeding..

What was even more terrifying was their legs, which were directly mutilated, and some of them even exposed their white phalanges..

This caused the peripheral disciples around the Holy Land to turn their heads, and some even tried to drive them away..

After all, the Holy Land wasn't something anyone could approach, let alone a group of refugees..

Fortunately, these refugees were very obedient. Although they were in a miserable situation, no one caused trouble. The leader, a skinny man, kept nodding and bowing to the disciples around him, saying good things..

At this moment, Chu Xuan happened to come out and saw this scene. At first glance, he saw that this person was very unfamiliar, but also somewhat familiar..

" It's that Sword Slave Zhang Feng. Holy Son, look. He's still holding the spirit sword you gave him…" Mo Xu recognized it at first glance..

Chu Xuan immediately recalled that he had some impression of Zhang Feng. Although he was a sword slave, he could still maintain his ego and fighting spirit in a dangerous environment like the Black Iron Mountain. His talent was average, but his willpower was terrifying..

That's why Chu Xuan helped him at that time..

As for later, he forgot about it. After all, it was more than ten million miles to walk from the Black Iron Mountain to the Tianyuan Holy Land. It would take several months to get there..

Chu Xuan only wanted to give them hope of survival by saying that. After they calmed down on the way, they would disperse and continue their lives..

I never thought months would pass.

Zhang Feng and his group actually came all the way here..

"Holy Son, are these people crazy?" Mo Xu was also very shocked. One had to know that the Central Plains was rich in spiritual energy, and the fierce beasts along the way were extremely powerful. Even aerial warriors had to be careful when traveling. Not to mention Zhang Feng and his group. Most of them were just transformed into the sea. They had also suffered torture and destruction. They were almost not human. Even if they could walk halfway, they were brave enough to be commended..

It's a miracle that one of them came..

In the end, in front of him, there were several thousand people..

Chu Xuan's eyelids twitched violently, and he suddenly felt speechless as if he had shot himself in the foot. If there were a few people, he could make arrangements with his identity as the Holy Son..

These thousands of people, unless the holy land is his family.

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