913: C913 He Took Advantage of the Situation and Entered the Treasure Vault

C913 He Took Advantage of the Situation and Entered the Treasure Vault

chapter 913. - Pushing the boat along with the current, entering the treasure vault.

Eyebrows Forefather was dumbfounded by what he saw in Holy Sword's eyes. He was too ashamed to show his face.

Shame! What a shame!

My face has been completely humiliated by you unfilial disciples!

"Sigh..."

Zhang Xing let out a long sigh, and his expression couldn't help but change.

"I didn't expect that all of you would be so loyal to each other. I, Zhang Xing, am deeply touched."

"In that case, I will... agree to your request!"

Wan Zhongshan and the others were secretly delighted when they heard Zhang Xing's powerful and righteous words.

A young man was indeed easy to fool. A thread of sadness, a thread of love, and a few drops of tears were enough to take him down.

"Thank you, Sect Leader Zhang, for your understanding! We can't be more grateful!"

More than a dozen people bowed to Zhang Xing.

Before Zhang Xing could be courteous, all of them stood up in a hurry.

They looked at Holy Sword in Zhang Xing's hand with eager eyes.

Zhang Xing looked at them with disdain, but he still had to pretend that he didn't want to part with them.

He held the sword in his right hand and wiped the sword blade with two fingers with his left hand.

After three breaths, Wan Zhongshan saw that Zhang Xing was still wiping the sword blade repeatedly and had no intention of returning it. He started to feel anxious.

"Sect Leader Zhang, please follow me to the hilum Treasury to take a look. If you need anything, just take it."

"Of course, even if I give the entire treasury to you, it won't be enough to compensate for your friendship."

In Wan Zhongshan's mind, he should quickly let Zhang Xing choose some rare treasures to distract his attention.

Even if Zhang Xing wanted to go back on his word, he wouldn't be able to bring Holy Sword away.

Zhang Xing nodded silently. He drew a sword flower with his right hand and placed the sword blade on his arm. He slowly raised his right hand, and the hilt of sword was facing Wan Zhongshan.

Wan Zhongshan became excited. He thought that Zhang Xing was going to return the sword blade to Holy Sword.

Just as he was about to step forward to receive it, he heard Zhang Xing say, "Lead the way!"

Caw!

A gust of hot air was held back.

Wan Zhongshan almost bled from all his orifices.

Damn it! Kid, are you kidding me?!

However, Zhang Xing did not seem to notice his expression. His gaze still remained on Holy Sword.

Wan Zhongshan knew that he was being sentimental, and he was a little impatient.

He chuckled awkwardly.1

"Sect Leader Zhang, please follow me!"

More than a dozen people shuttled between the mountain, flew past the defensive grand formations, and walked out of the hundreds and thousands of killing formations.

Finally, they stopped at an inconspicuous hilltop that was filled with rubbish.

Then, Wan Zhongshan took out all kinds of strange-looking keys, and entered through the hidden stone door at the foot of the garbage mountain.

After that, he passed through countless trap array, killing formations, and magic array, and finally arrived at an Underground Palace that was filled with ancient Aura.

"Sect Leader Zhang, this is the countless treasures that our sect has accumulated over the past thousand years. You can choose whatever you want and take whatever you want."

Wan Zhongshan said proudly.

Then, he looked at Holy Sword, who was in Zhang Xing's hand.

"Sect Leader Zhang, can you let me take a look at the old ancestor's Holy Sword first?"

"You know how we are feeling right now. Ai! How should I put it..."

Just as Wan Zhongshan was racking his brain to think of a word, he felt a shadow floating in front of him.

He subconsciously took a defensive stance. His combat power arrived in an instant and attacked the shadow.

Boom!

Thump! Thump!

Wan Zhongshan felt his body shake, and his feet became unstable. He was forced three steps back by a powerful force.

He was about to explode with anger.

However, he saw Holy Sword floating in front of him.

His eyes instantly lit up, and they opened wider than ever.

"Holy Sword is back!"

Wan Zhongshan's body trembled. He had the urge to cry.

However, he still tried his best to hold it in.

Trembling, he stretched out both hands and respectfully welcomed them.

Until he caught Holy Sword with both hands. He raised his head high and slowly exhaled a mouthful of foul air.

Holy Sword was in his hands. I have the world!

Wan Zhongshan suddenly felt like he was floating.

All his previous efforts were not in vain. It was worth it, whether it was to lower his voice or to endure humiliation and kneel down.

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