For the Sword Saint, the sword is everything about him. Only by constantly studying the sword and constantly breaking through can his life be meaningful.

If he was just to live a few more days and let him give up Sword Twenty-Three, it would be better to kill him.

And after going to the Holy Land City, the Sword Saint also had a glimmer of hope in his heart...

The Sword Saint said in a deep voice: "As long as Qin Hao is willing to help me, even if I understand Sword Twenty-Three, I may not consume too much vitality, and I may even live longer!"

Wuming sighed helplessly: "Since that's the case, I'll help you understand Sword Twenty-Three as soon as possible... However, I can't guarantee that you will fight with you after you understand Sword Twenty-Three."

The Sword Saint sneered: "Even if you don't fight me, what's wrong, I have countless ways to force you to fight me... But before challenging you, I will solve Xiongba first and pick his head first!"

It has been a day or two for Xiongba to peek at Wushuang City. As long as Wushuang City is slacking off, Xiongba will order the world to attack Wushuang City, destroy the Dugu family, and completely annex Wushuang City.

Only by killing Xiongba can the Sword Saint fight Wuming wholeheartedly.

Therefore, after the Sword Saint comprehended the Twenty-Three Swords, the first thing he had to do was to kill Xiongba, which was beyond doubt.

However, Wuming obviously disagrees with his decision.

Wuming's expression became cold: "Although Xiongba is ambitious, the World Association has destroyed many forces that resisted them. It is precisely because of this relationship that other forces unite in one place and temporarily stop attacking between these forces."

"Although the appearance of the World Association has brought a lot of killings to the martial arts world... But if the World Association is gone, the entire martial arts world will become more chaotic and more people will die."

The Sword Saint said in a deep voice: "Wu Ming, what do you mean by these?"

Wuming: "A hero cannot die, the world cannot be destroyed!"

Hearing this, the Sword Saint showed disdain: "Even if I don't kill Xiongba, Xiongba will still be unable to escape death... Qin Hao would have swept his face in the world before, and he would sooner or later revenge Qin Hao with Xiongba's character. When he attacked Qin Hao, it would be the day when he was destroyed! Even if I didn't kill him, he would have been unable to escape death!"

"You have never seen Qin Hao, and you will never know how powerful he is!"

"You have never been to the Holy Land, and you will never know the horror of the Holy Land!"

Every time I think of what I saw and heard in the Holy Land City, the Sword Saint still couldn't hide the shock in his heart.

The dense and ferocious beasts of different shapes.

The black unicorn with black flames burning all over her body.

A golden-eyed beast that can turn the rivers and the seas with a wild roar.

The sky-blue cow python like a dragon.

The Titan giant ape like a mountain.

These are not the most terrifying... He once saw a golden saint seizure practicing, and with just one punch, he forced the sea area 1, 100 meters ahead of him to retreat.

Sword Saint: "Since Xiongba will die sooner or later, what's the point of dying at my hands first?"

Wuming frowned: "Is Qin Hao really that scary? And the Holy Land, where is it?"

The Sword Saint shook his head: "You can't say it, you can't say it!"

He looked at Wuming deeply, and the Sword Saint stopped staying, turned around and left Zhonghua Pavilion.

Wuming picked up the erhu beside him and showed a contemplative look... The sword technique he practiced was to check and balance the world.

Then, according to the method taught by Qin Hao, he calmed down and began to communicate with Huntian Ling with his thoughts.
Chapter completed!