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Arriving at the peak of Heavenly Sword Mountain, Broken Wentian saw from afar that a simple and crude stone hall covered in snow had been constructed at the peak of Heavenly Sword Mountain. Over ten experts with terrifying auras sat within the stone hall, emanating stifling sword auras.

The elders from the Heaven Shaking Sword Sect, Tantai Clan, and Qian Family all stood outside the stone hall, waiting. No one dared to enter the stone hall to drink tea.

However, not only were there no traces of displeasure on their faces, they even revealed a strong sense of respect.

The hot-tempered Ultimate Flame Dragon, who was wearing a linen robe, put down the teacup in his hand. When he saw the proud and aloof Ye Chenfeng, his expression gradually turned dark as he asked in a low voice.

"Reporting to Great Elder, Deus Ye is a guest that my Mountain Breaking Sword Sect has just recruited!" Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead as he tried his best to calm himself down as he explained.

"Hmph, break Wentian's record. In the future, we still need to brighten our eyes and recruit people who don't know the limits of the heavens and the earth. This will only bring calamity to your Mountain Split Sword Sect!" With a cold snort, the flame dragon used the tone of a superior to teach a lesson.

"Yes, yes. Heaven Breaker will remember the Great Elder's lesson!" Heaven Breaker nodded, then wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead. He had the urge to break with Ye Zichen.

Ye Zichen could hear the ill intent in Jue Yan Long's tone, but he did not reveal any hint of panic, as if the sky was falling down, causing his expression to change. He just stood there quietly.

"Aooo!"

Just as the atmosphere turned a little weird, a loud wolf howl suddenly rang out from the summit of Heavenly Sword Mountain, causing a large amount of snow to fall from the sky to explode, startling Jue Yan Long and the others.

"The Bronze Sword Messenger is here!"

Looking at a tall and sturdy man clad in bronze armor riding a demonic wolf over, Jue Yan Long and the rest of the experts from the Seven Supreme Sword Palace all stood up and went outside to welcome him.

"A four star Daofather!"

He discovered that the man riding the demon wolf was actually a 4-star Dao Ancestor, whose strength was even above that of the Everlasting Flame Dragon. Meanwhile, his mount, the Blood Wolf, was also extraordinary.

However, after having mastered the five Ancestral Dao-Diagram and using the Ancestral Dragon's Eye, he was now completely capable of killing a four star Daofather. The arrival of the Copper Sword Envoy hadn't disrupted his plans.

"Great Elder, everyone, we meet again!"

The bronze sword caused the unshaven beard to reveal an old-fashioned smile as the voice spoke with a hint of hoarseness.

"Indeed. After ten years, I've grown even older. And now, the Bronze Sword Envoy is only a hair's breadth away from becoming a 5-star Daofather!"

Even though the Ultimate Flame Dragon was the Great Elder of the Seven Supreme Sword Palace and had a lofty status, he did not dare act rashly in front of one of the four great sword envoys of the Sword God Hall, the Copper Sword Ambassador.

"Haha, First Elder, you must be joking. I think you are growing stronger and stronger with your age. You might not be any later than me, and you will reach the 5-star stage as a Daofather!"

The Bronze Sword Emissary clearly had a good relationship with the Ultimate Flame Dragon, and as he spoke, he revealed a rare smile.

"Reverend Ye, you must not be reckless in the future. Whether it's the Copper Sword Envoy or the Seven Deadly Sword Palace, they are not people that my Broken Mountain Sword Sect can offend!"

As he looked at the greeting from the Flame Dragon, the Bronze Sword Envoy and the others, Heaven Breaker called Ye Zichen to the side and warned him in a serious tone.

"Reckless?" Ye Chenfeng revealed a faint smile and said, "Even if the Sword God was here, I would not kneel down, because they are not worthy."

"Deus Ye, you must die, stop speaking nonsense, this will cause the death of my Broken Mountain Sword Sect!"

Ye Chenfeng's words scared Qin Wentian and the others so much that they had lost two souls. Heaven Breaker even wished he could seal Ye Chenfeng's mouth, so that the Mountain Breaking Sword Sect would not be implicated by him.

"Puchi!"

At this moment, a scornful laughter sounded.

"If the God of Swords was here, would you really kneel?"

She was wearing a red dress and emitted a cold aura. She was tall and was just a bit shorter than Ye Zichen. When she heard his words, she slowly walked over with a cold smile on her beautiful face.

"Don't kneel!"

Ye Zichen glanced at Qian Bing's pretty face and her tall figure in the corner of his eyes and said coldly.

"Arrogant and conceited fellow, your mouth is just so full of itself. But with your strength and identity, I'm afraid you will never be able to see Lord Sword God again!" Qian Bing rolled her eyes at Ye Zichen, she didn't believe his words at all.

"No, I will see him soon!" Ye Chenfeng shook his head and said seriously.

"Wentian Sect Head, if your Mountain Breaking Sword Sect doesn't want to be annihilated, it would be best to quickly chase this lunatic with an open mouth away. Otherwise, he will truly bring a calamity upon your Mountain Breaking Sword Sect!"

"Reverend Ye, Ancestor Ye, consider it as me being afraid of you. You can't speak less. My Broken Mountain Sword Sect really can't afford it!" Broken Wentian was truly afraid as he pleaded in a pleading tone.

"Are you afraid?" Ye Chenfeng smiled and did not continue.

If God knew that Ye Zichen had changed his mind and decided to start a massacre in the competition for the Sword Palace, would he go insane from fright?

"Yeah, someone else is coming!"

Just as Ye Zichen stood in the snow and waited for the Sword Palace Ranking Tournament to begin, his powerful soul force suddenly felt that four powerful auras had suddenly appeared at the summit of Heavenly Sword Mountain, causing him to frown slightly.

Soon, all the experts felt the four powerful auras and looked towards the mountain road. Through the heavy snow, they saw four men and two women standing on the snow, wearing the same white martial arts suits and swords on their backs.

"Who are they?"

Looking at the four unfamiliar faces, the experts of the three sects and two clans simultaneously had a thought, whispering to each other, guessing their origins and identities.