Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Chapter 1067 Yin Yang Sect, Lu Lingyun

"what?"

Wang Qingfeng was stunned, then hurriedly explained, "Friend Jiang, I didn't make a move just now. This... I shouldn't need to do that, right?"

"Is that so?" Jiang Han looked at Mu Zixi.

Mu Zixi finally reacted, hiding the shock in her eyes and nodded, "Fellow Daoist Wang indeed did not make a move."

Jiang Han's sword was so stunning that even now, the shock in her heart is still hard to subside.

Jiang Han nodded: "Then I won't take your life-saving magic weapon, but leave your storage ring."

It takes too much spirit stones to raise a black hole. He is short of spirit stones now, especially the spirit stone treasures of Lingtian Sect. He will not let go of any of them.

"Ah? I..."

Wang Qingfeng looked desperate. He was just there to watch the fun, so he had to pay?

Why is Jiang Han so greedy? He has no shortage of spirit stones, so why does he have to be so ruthless?

If he had known this would happen, he would never have come today!

Xu Shaoxuan advised, "Brother Wang, money is only a thing outside of your body. Stop wasting time and hand over the storage ring quickly."

It’s impossible that Senior Brother Wang is the only one who is fine. It would be difficult to explain when he returns.

He knew that this was a bit unkind, but... there was nothing he could do, right?

Wang Qingfeng glared at him and took off the storage ring with great heartache.

It's all my fault for meddling in other people's business. I should have let Xu Shaoxuan fend for himself. It was really unnecessary to save him.

At this moment, an anxious voice came from a distance:

"Xiao Han, let's talk it over. Don't do anything..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Mo Qiu Shuang stopped. He looked at the people below in a daze for a moment, feeling a little helpless.

No, they made such a big noise just now, and now they are actually chatting?

"Sister."

Xu Shaoxuan and the others saluted in surprise, and wanted to ask the senior sister for help, but then they thought, something is wrong! What did the senior sister call Jiang Han just now?

Lesser Cold?

Is it so intimate?

Then what's the point of beating an egg?

"You're late. The fight is over."

Jiang Han put away his magic weapon and said, "Let's go. From now on, you must avoid places where Jian Zong is."

After surviving the disaster, everyone hurriedly retreated. Wang Qingfeng did not dare to stay any longer. He nodded kindly and ran away quickly.

Although he was bullied by Jiang Han twice in a row, in other words, this was the second time he survived Jiang Han's hands, which should be considered very impressive, right?

Mo Qiu Shuang was silent. She originally thought that she was very fast, but after she really started to catch up with Jiang Han, she realized that the speed difference was so big.

The two sides set out one after the other, only a breath apart.

According to her original idea, she wanted to stop the fight before either side took action, so that Jiang Han could see her majesty as the eldest senior sister of Lingtian Sect.

Who knew that Wang Qingfeng and his group would be defeated so quickly? As soon as she arrived at the place, Jiang Han had already finished the fight and even took the time to collect the spoils.

"Junior brother!"

Mu Zixi then flew up from below. She first frowned and looked at Mo Qiushuang, Li Jingqiu and the other two, then looked at Jiang Han with surprise.

"I haven't seen you for a few years. Your strength has really become more abnormal."

The last time they met, he was still in the Jindan stage, and she was worried that he would be bullied whenever he went out. This time when they met again, his strength had skyrocketed, and he was already at the level where he could go out and bully others.

Moreover, even she was no match for him.

She wasn't sure she could break the eighth-level formation with one sword.

No, even a hundred swords cannot cut it open.

"Second Senior Sister."

Jiang Han nodded, and just as he was about to speak, his eyes suddenly fixed. He turned his head to look at the void beside him and asked:

"I wonder which senior is here, why don't you come out and see him."

When these words were spoken, everyone except Li Jingqiu was shocked and looked over there warily.

Jiang Han has reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, and the only one who can be called a senior is a Jindan cultivator.

"As expected of the Sword Sect's Saint Son, who is known to be invincible among his peers, the power of his sword has already possessed the aura of a Divine Sword Cultivator. He is truly extraordinary."

As he spoke, a handsome young monk slowly appeared from the void.

He was dressed in white and had a free and easy temperament. The red mole between his eyebrows was particularly conspicuous. The color was half dark and half light, and it looked like yin and yang slowly rotating.

There was a hint of curiosity between his eyebrows. After looking at Li Jingqiu for a moment, he bowed to everyone and said:

"Yin Yang Sect, Lu Lingyun, greetings to all the fellow Taoists."

"Uncle Master Lu." Mo Qiu Shuang and the other man returned the greeting, with a hint of caution in their eyes.

Mu Zixi frowned: "What are you doing here?"

Lu Lingyun chuckled: "Why are you so hostile to me, Brother Mu? I just heard of Brother Jiang's great name and wanted to come and see him for myself."

"You're not welcome here."

Mu Zixi was very hostile to him and spoke rudely.

"Okay, okay, I'll leave now."

Lu Lingyun shook his head and laughed, his expression helpless: "I have a business deal regarding the inheritance of the secret sword art, I believe Fellow Daoist Jiang will be interested."

He threw out a white jade slip and said, "If you have time, you can use this jade slip to contact me. Everyone, goodbye."

After he finished speaking, he bowed to Li Jingqiu again, and his figure slowly dissipated like clouds and mist. His movements were so strange that even Jiang Han couldn't see how he left.

"Who is this person, the Divine Transformation Elder of the Yin Yang Sect?"

Jiang Han was a little confused. There was something weird about this person. If the Elder Huashen had something to do, he should naturally discuss it with the elders of the sect. Why would he come to him, a junior?

Mu Zixi explained, "Junior brother, this Lu Lingyun is the old fellow from the Yin Yang Sect who has held the title of Holy Son for over a thousand years. Don't be fooled by his amiable appearance; he is actually a sinister and vicious person who always likes to pull tricks."

"This man has been hanging around Xuandao Mountain for years, seemingly searching for some mysterious inheritance, but he's never been able to find any. He's also cheated quite a few people along the way. You'd better not believe anything he says."

Even though Jiang Han already possessed the power of transformation, in Mu Zixi's opinion, it was still extremely dangerous to face Lu Lingyun.

He was a saint who had been famous for a long time and was once a favored child of heaven who dominated the world.

"I understand, Second Senior Sister, is there any inheritance here that needs to be fought over? Give me a map and I'll go help."

"You want to leave?" Mu Zixi was puzzled. "The inheritance here is about to begin, don't you want to leave?"

Jiang Han glanced at the inheritance and shook his head: "The water attribute doesn't suit me. I can ask Senior Sister if she needs it later."

"Senior Sister?" Mu Zixi was stunned.

"Big Sister came with me this time and is now at the Sword Sect headquarters."

Mu Zixi's breathing quickened: "Then, then tell me if you ask later."

Jiang Han was puzzled: "You're not going back?"

"We need someone to watch over this place, to prevent anyone from stealing it."

"Alright."

Jiang Han didn't ask any more questions. He took the map and turned around to fly towards the base.

The transformation into a god is imminent, he must settle the dispute over inheritance as soon as possible, and then begin to comprehend the laws and principles.

The Sword Sect disciples below watched Jiang Han leave with excitement on their faces, their hearts filled with fanaticism.

This is His Royal Highness the Holy Son of their Sword Sect. He is invincible in his Nascent Soul stage, and even the Divine Transformation cultivators have to treat him with courtesy.

They had no way to deal with the eighth-grade formation, but in front of His Highness, it was just a sword.

They would probably never forget the brilliance of that sword.