Because when he mentioned this place, he would remind him of that painful experience. Yue Xingheng killed Murong Ningyue countless times in his dreams, but every time he woke up, his heart would be filled with deep lā

Yue Xingheng knew that Murong Ningyue had become his inner demon, and unless he could kill Murong Ningyue, the inner demon would never be able to be unlocked.

When the iron sword gate arrived outside the mountain gate of the Zangjian Sect, the old drunkard was waiting there to greet them!

Although the old drunkard is a famous elder in the Sword Sect of the Lower Immortal Realm, when he arrives in the Sword Sect of the Sword Sect of the Immortal Realm, he is just an ordinary disciple.

When the old alcoholic saw the people of the Iron Sword Sect, he hurried forward and greeted: "But everyone of the Iron Sword Sect? The head of the sect, I am here to welcome you. Please come with me when you are tired and troubled!"

Seeing that they were greeted by a sloppy drunkard and an ordinary disciple with only a fourth-level cultivation level, the faces of the people in the Iron Sword Sect became a little ugly.

In fact, this was also done on purpose by Sima Xuan. The Iron Sword Sect had no good intentions, so naturally the Tibetan Sword Sect would not treat it with courtesy.

However, the middle-aged man, the leader of the Iron Sword Sect, seemed quite calm and sent a message to Yu Yun, Yue Xingheng and others: "Don't forget your mission this time. As long as you win the first place in the Immortal Ascension Competition and slap the Tibetan Sword Sect in the face, these will be trivial matters."

The old drunkard brought the people from the Iron Sword Sect to the guest room, and then left directly. No one paid attention to the people from the Iron Sword Sect in the guest room.

Not to mention the head Sima Xuan, even an ordinary elder has never been here. Yue Xingheng couldn't help but say angrily: "The Sword Cang Sect is simply too bullying. I want to see when they can be rampant. When it comes to the Immortal Competition, you must let them know how powerful our Iron Sword Sect is!"

Yu Yun also echoed on the side: "Senior Brother Yue, you are right. It is said that there is only one senior brother of the sixth level of the Cangjian Sect. As long as Senior Brother Yue, you can defeat that senior brother, the Cangjian Sect will naturally lose face!"

Seeing that the Cangjian Sect took such cold measures to them, the people from the Iron Sword Sect were so angry that they wanted to teach the disciples of the Cangjian Sect a good lesson in the Ascension Competition.

The day of the Ascension Competition has finally arrived, and the large square of the Tibetan Sword Sect is filled with people.

Sima Xuan stood in front of the crowd and shouted, "It's time for the Immortal Ascension Competition again. I believe everyone must have been looking forward to it for a long time, but this Immortal Ascension Competition is different from usual, because in addition to our disciples, there are disciples from other sects participating in it!"

The disciples in the audience burst into noise when they heard this. Before the competition, only a few people knew about this, including Murong Ningyue and Yuan Xiaotian.

Sima Xuan signaled the disciples below to keep quiet and then continued: "Let us welcome the three disciples who came from the Iron Sword Sect with warm applause!"

"Smack!"

The disciples in the audience obviously did not appreciate the arrival of the Iron Sword Sect. Some disciples with higher IQs even saw the conspiracy. The Iron Sword Sect came to the Tibetan Sword Sect to participate in the Immortal Ascension Competition, which was obviously deliberately provoking trouble!

Therefore, the applause seemed sparse and shabby. Sima Xuan was calm on the surface, but he was secretly happy in his heart, just to make these guys feel happy.
Chapter completed!