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"Big Brother, thank you for coming with me to collect the Life Sword and for agreeing to protect me."

"What are you talking about?" A cold and gentle voice sounded, "It should be like this."

"What your senior brother meant is that brothers don't need to thank each other."

The last voice belonged to Shangqing. Compared with Hongxuan, his voice had a little more warmth.

Hongxuan nodded slightly to show his agreement.

Yan Ming looked at the two people's gazes meeting, and a hint of depression flashed in his light brown eyes.

Hongxuan is not good at speaking, is frugal with words, and always keeps people at a distance.

But when he was with the Immortal Venerable Shangqing, he would say a few more words, and Shangqing could always understand the meaning of his few words.

It seems like they are in perfect sync.

Yan Ming hates them like this the most!

The Jueji Sword is a magical weapon coveted by all the immortal sects.

Even though they knew that Jue Ji would not easily surrender to anyone other than the Demon Lord, those people still flocked to him, trying to become an exception.

They arrived at the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords three days in advance in order to avoid being seen.

With Hongxuan and Shangqing Immortal Venerable protecting him, Yan Ming would be able to obtain the sword much more smoothly.

Yan Ming withdrew his gaze and did not stop after reaching the deepest part of the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords.

He used his spiritual power as a blade, cut his fingers, and directly used the blood to summon Jue Ji.

This is the most direct and effective method.

Jue Ji and the Demon Lord have bloodlines that can sense each other. Yan Ming has already come here, so Jue Ji will definitely show up.

However, the three waited for a long time, but there was no movement in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords.

In fact, when Yan Ming touched the ground with blood, Mo Yang could have come out.

But he just didn't want to pay attention to Yan Ming.

"Who wants to follow this bastard? I only want Hongxuan."

When everything was quiet, a voice with obvious resentment rang in the ears of Hongxuan and Yanming at the same time.

Both of them were surprised, but did not show it.

Yan Ming quickly realized that this was Jue Ji's voice, because the two of them were connected by a blood bond and could communicate with each other's minds.

But its attitude doesn't seem right?

Hongxuan had no idea that the sword Yan Ming was going to take today was Jue Ji, and he was only shocked when he heard this voice.

What’s even more incredible is that the voice actually mentioned his name!

But today, aren’t you here to get Yan Ming’s sword?

"Hongxuan is so pretty."

Hongxuan frowned in the distance.

"You look good even if you frown."

Hongxuan's lips were tight and his face turned pale.

My heart was filled with turmoil and I felt uneasy.

"Why does Hongxuan look uncomfortable? Did that bastard Yan Ming bully Hongxuan?"

"Asshole, when I get out, I will teach him a lesson for Hongxuan!"

"Master?"

Hongxuan's steps became unsteady and he subconsciously called Shangqing.

Shang Qing also noticed that he didn't look well, so he went over and supported his arm, "What's wrong?"

The anxious and angry voice sounded again:

"Yan Ming, you bastard, you made my Hong Xuan sick with anger!"

"Just wait for me. When I get out, I will chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs!"

Hongxuan was upset by the sound and opened his mouth to stop it.

"Shut up!" Yan Ming, who was a few steps away, had a dark expression on his face. "Have you cursed enough?"

Shangqing saw that Yan Ming's face looked strange and frowned slightly.

Looking back at his eldest disciple, his face was not looking good either.

It's just to take a life-saving sword, why do both disciples seem a little weird?

Could it be that there is something strange in this sword tomb?

"Heh~ Can you hear me?"

Mo Yang disliked Yan Ming very much, but he couldn't kill Yan Ming now, so he could only make up for it from other places.

"I'm scolding you."

"I don't care who you want, but if you dare to have any evil thoughts about my Hongxuan, I promise you will die a miserable death."

"I die?" Yan Ming sneered, his back turned to the two people behind him, his eyes sinister, "Who do you think you are?"

"I have a blood bond with you. Your decision on whether I live or die has no say!"

Not to mention, this is the first time in hundreds of years that someone dared to scold Mo Yang.

Mo Yang now looks at Yan Ming as if he is looking at a dead person.

[My Lord, he is ignorant. Please be magnanimous and wait until we get out of here before we discuss anything.]

Xiao Qi had already sentenced Yan Ming to death in her heart.

The last person who didn't know the seriousness of the situation like him was Shi Rong, who became a vegetable at the age of 20.

"Don't worry," Mo Yang said in a low voice, "If I kill him now, Hongxuan will be unhappy."

Hongxuan doesn't know Yan Ming's identity yet and treats him as his junior fellow apprentice.

Yan Ming was shocked.

Every word of the sword spirit mentioned Hongxuan's name, and he was the only one he mentioned.

But what is Hongxuan?

Jue Ji is clearly the Demon Lord’s life sword, right?

Yan Ming was shocked and couldn't help but look back at Hongxuan.

Hongxuan had restrained his expression by now, looking indifferent and arrogant.

Yan Ming couldn't figure it out either.

Since when did the Jueji Sword become related to Hongxuan?

However, if Jue Ji really doesn't agree with me——

Yan Ming's eyes flickered.

He doesn't need a loser who only thinks about others!

"You want to be with Hongxuan?"

"Yan Ming," Mo Yang was in a good mood when he saw Hong Xuan and didn't want to argue with him.

But Yan Ming was a person he really hated!

"People should be more humble.

Don't talk to me in that tone.

Otherwise, I will make you regret your rudeness today."

Mo Yang's tone was calm, but it carried a heart-shaking pressure when heard.

After all, he has lived for tens of millions of years, and no one in this world can withstand the aura emanating from him.

Yan Ming was shocked, and then he felt strangely excited.

The sword spirit alone has such a powerful aura. If he holds it in his hands, who in this world can stop him? !

Originally he thought that if Jue Ji didn't want to, he wouldn't force him.

But now, Yan Ming has changed his mind.

Such a good thing can only be his!

Jue Ji wants Hong Xuan, so he will make Hong Xuan disappear from this world!

Yan Ming disliked him in the first place, so what difference does it make whether he dies early or late?

"No matter how reluctant you are, you can only follow me now."

Yan Ming formed seals with his hands and forcibly summoned the Jue Ji Sword from the depths of the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb.

No matter how angry Mo Yang felt, he could only endure it for now.

"You bastard, you'd better sleep with your eyes open, otherwise, I guarantee you won't even know how you died!"

"Chi~"

Yan Ming didn't take Mo Yang's words to heart at all. He looked at the long sword flashing with cold light in his hand and sneered.

"If you speak more nicely, I can still consider releasing your spiritual consciousness to breathe."

"But since you think so little of me, then—"

"Asshole! Do I need your permission to go out?!"

Mo Yang immediately jumped up and down, "I was just afraid that if I went out suddenly, I would scare Hongxuan!"

When Hongxuan heard this, he felt his feet slip.

He clenched his fists helplessly, really not understanding this sword spirit.

Hongxuan is somewhat famous in the entire cultivation world.

When ordinary monsters and demons in this world see him, they will be so scared that they will shrink their heads. How could Hongxuan be scared?

But Mo Yang didn't care. In his heart, Hongxuan was to be pampered, of course, in the way Mo Yang thought.

Yan Ming felt a toothache when he heard the stupid remarks of his sword spirit.

He turned his eyes and said, "Brother,"

Yan Ming calmed down and turned back, looking at Hong Xuan with a frown.

"I seem to have been attacked when I took the sword just now. Can you trouble me to help me get back?"

When Yan Ming smiled, his face looked pure and innocent.

It is because of this appearance that Shangqing Xianzun and Hongxuan always treat him as a child.

Hongxuan had nothing to refuse, but he just heard what the sword spirit said. Could it be that Yan Ming was dissatisfied with him?

Yan Ming didn't wait for Hongxuan to reply and reached out to grab Hongxuan's sleeve.

"Who allowed you to touch Hongxuan?!"