911: C911 Moved Sword Saint Eyebrow

C911 Moved Sword Saint Eyebrow

Moved Sword Saint Wu Mei.

"Brother Zhang Xing, this is my token. Take it as if I am here in person."

"The disciples of the Wanren Mountain see things as if they are seeing people. Do not dare to disobey."

"In the future, I will leave the Wanren Mountain to you, brother!"

Wu Mei said and handed a two-inch long and one-inch wide jade short sword to Zhang Xing.

Zhang Xing took it with both hands and put it away seriously.

"Big Brother, please rest assured. As long as I, Zhang Xing, am alive, I will not let Big Brother's disciples suffer any grievances."

"Good! Good! Okay!"

Wu Mei stroked her beard with her right hand and said three good words in a row.

" Oh, right. Brother Zhang Xing, after you go out, give Holy Sword to Wan Zhongshan. "

"His character is not bad. It's just that he is not good at defending and advancing. Giving it to him can also strengthen his prestige and help him manage the hilum."

"Also, don't mention my existence. I'm afraid that if they spread it around, it will cause unnecessary trouble."

Zhang Xing nodded and understood the legendary battle between him and Dark Knight.

It turned out that the rumors were wrong. There was a great battle. The one who fought him was not an ordinary Dark Knight, but a Dark Knight.

It was also One Star Saint.

The human Saint was the same as the Venerable. They were divided into nine stars, one to three stars were primary, four to six stars were Intermediate. Seven to nine stars were High Level.

As for the higher realms, Wu Mei didn't mention them, and Zhang Xing didn't ask either.

He was only a one-star Venerable now, and he was still miles away from Saint. How could he have the mood to ask?

Wu Mei's one-star Battle-Saint realm was far from Dark Knight's one-star Battle-Saint realm.

He had been in a passive state all this time. He was hit from the west side of the Dharma Kingdom to the south side, and then from the south to the east side.

In the end, he was no match for Dark Knight. He was killed by Dark Knight's innate Martial Skills, dark Blade.

Wu Mei thought that the Dharma Kingdom had fallen, and the Wanren Mountain had also been erased.

But at this moment, a young man descended from the sky.

Behind him followed a dark blue holy dragon. It only took one strike to shatter Dark Knight's body and scatter his soul.

Wu Mei's soul only managed to save a portion of him.

The young man was helpless and could only store the rest of his soul in a wooden fish.

This wooden clapper was a sacristy, a defensive magical treasure that the Wanren Mountain relied on to survive for a thousand years.

Wu Mei had placed a divine sense in Holy Sword beforehand, thinking of leaving behind a seed to wait for the fated person to obtain it.

But she didn't think that she would die so quickly.

However, that young man only took a glance at the sword before throwing it into the Wanren Mountain.

He left behind the words, the one who can pull out the sword is the sword's owner.2

The world did not know about this situation and thought that it was Wu Mei's last wish.

But Wu Mei had never opposed it and he did not dare to oppose it.

To be able to kill a one star Dark Knight with a casual wave of his hand, what kind of realm would that be?

But Wu Mei had never heard of the Holy Dragon Continent before. There was such a big figure.

However, since he had already made his move, the Dharma Kingdom and Wanren Mountain would be safe and sound.

Wu Mei's divine sense had been paying attention to the hilum for several decades in Holy Sword's mind.

Later on, she heard from the disciples that the dark race was almost completely wiped out by that young man and his holy dragon.

The dark race had no choice but to open the spatiotemporal channel and escape back to their world.

Over the next hundred years, that young man seemed to have vanished into thin air, no longer having any news.

On the other hand, sword Saint Wu Mei had her Divine Sense fall into a deep slumber. Every hundred years, she would wake up to see if there were any outstanding disciples in the hilum.

Unfortunately, she did not find any.

Just like that, a thousand years passed.

Until today, sword Saint Wu Mei seemed to see the shadow of that young man from back then from Zhang Xing.

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