Chapter 68 The Request of the Divine Sword Ancestor, to Kill the Enemy with Warm Wine?

However, Xiang Dingtian also made concessions. He initially wore a five-clawed golden dragon robe. After repeated protests from the court, he changed it to a four-clawed golden dragon robe.

No matter how many claws, Xiang Dingtian believed that since he was called the Dragon King, he must have a dragon on his body, otherwise how could he reflect the majesty of the Dragon King?

Xiang Dingtian sat at the Eight Immortals Table, his tiger eyes swept around, and said in a deep voice: "It's just a fight, but so many old friends came. I am really flattered!"

The Divine Sword Ancestor said helplessly: "I didn't plan to come, but I had to come in person for the sake of a junior."

"Who else can have such a big face to trouble the Divine Sword Ancestor to come in person?" Xiang Dingtian's expression moved, a little curious.

You know, the Divine Sword Ancestor has not left the mountain gate of the Divine Sword Sect for ten years.

The Divine Sword Patriarch smiled and said, "I'm sure everyone here has heard of this little guy. He is Lu Changsheng who robbed Sihai Auction House in Qingzhou City some time ago."

"Dragon King, you also know that he killed Liu Tieyi in Sihai Auction House and avenged the killing of Sun for me, the ancestor. I can't control the people in Sihai Auction House, but I still want to try my best to settle other troubles in Zhao State for him."

"I know he killed the seven elders of your gang, but I wonder if the Dragon King can look at the face of an old guy like me and let that little guy go?"

Xiang Dingtian frowned. He was a person who loved face very much. In order to wear the dragon robe, he dared to confront the court.

But the Divine Sword Patriarch was different from the court. First, he was a man of the same world as him, and second, he had a wide range of friends. Almost all the great masters of Zhao State were his friends.

It was not a good deal to offend him for an elder in the middle stage of Xiantian.

Thinking of this, Xiang Dingtian made a decision: "I originally planned to find trouble with Lu Changsheng after the fight, but now that the ancestor has spoken, I will let him go!

Let Lu Changsheng go to the Dragon King Gang headquarters in a few days to apologize to me in person, and this matter will be over."

Hearing this, the expression of the Divine Sword Ancestor froze, and then smiled bitterly: "This may be a bit difficult."

"When I learned that the little guy killed Liu Tieyi, I immediately sent an elder to invite him to the Divine Sword Sect as a guest, wanting to reward him in person. Guess how he replied to me?"

As he said this, the Divine Sword Ancestor took out a letter with resentment and slowly opened it.

The grandmasters only saw four words written on it:

No time, no go!

Succinct and clear.

After reading it, everyone exclaimed, "Wow, when did the grandmaster's face become so worthless?

It's just that the handwriting is beautiful, and the style is not as good as the domineering in the words.

"This word doesn't look like it was written by a man, right?" Zhao Hongshang couldn't help but speak.

After hearing this, the face of the God Sword Ancestor turned even darker, and he gritted his teeth and said, "That's right, the elder I sent didn't even see him, and this word was written by one of his maids in front of the elder."

Everyone fell silent after hearing this.

This statement and this action completely disregarded a great master!

The great master should not be insulted lightly.

Only the God Sword Ancestor had a good temper. If it were any other great master on the field, I'm afraid he would have already come to his door.

"Alas, I'm old and people look down on me."

The God Sword Ancestor sighed, his expression somewhat helpless.

Xiang Dingtian shook his head: "Such an arrogant young man, why should you continue to worry about it?"

At this time, Zhao Wei smiled mysteriously: "In fact, even if the God Sword Ancestor didn't show up, the Dragon King wouldn't bother Lu Changsheng."

"Why?"

The God Sword Ancestor was a little surprised.

"According to the information from the Six Gates, Lu Changsheng broke through to become a Grandmaster not long after he caused a big disturbance at the Four Seas Auction House. I believe that the Dragon King will not go looking for trouble with a Grandmaster because of the death of an elder."

When Zhao Wei said this, Xiang Dingtian and the Divine Sword Ancestor were both shocked.

The emergence of a new Grandmaster is a big event that can stir up the world of martial arts.

But after looking around, only the two of them were surprised.

This is a bit embarrassing.

"Old Sword Ghost, did you deliberately not tell me, want to see me make a fool of myself?"

The Divine Sword Ancestor said to Su Bai, the master of the Floating Light Sword, who was sitting next to him, with a glare.

Su Bai spread his hands helplessly: "Isn't it too late for me to say this?"

The Divine Sword Ancestor did not keep pestering, because he soon thought of another question.

The time when the Martial Alliance rose almost overlapped with the time when Lu Changsheng advanced to the Grandmaster. Could Lu Changsheng be the leader of the Martial Alliance?

If it is true, then the problem is big.

It has been more than 20 years since the Dragon King advanced to the Grandmaster.

Don’t look at him as a middle-aged man. In fact, he is only ten years younger than the God Sword Patriarch. He is over sixty years old this year.

Lu Changsheng, a newly promoted Grandmaster, is almost certain to die in a duel with an old Grandmaster like Dragon King!

The God Sword Patriarch said with a wry smile: "Dragon King, if the leader of the Martial Alliance is really that kid Lu Changsheng, can you show mercy later?"

"We have signed a life and death agreement. At most, we will give him a decent death for your sake!"

Dragon King Xiang Dingtian shook his head and glanced at the time.

The sun was at its zenith, and it was noon.

He poured himself a glass of wine, warmed it with Gang Yuan, put it on the Eight Immortals Table, stood up, and said: "When I come back, I will drink this hot wine again."

He actually wanted to warm the wine and behead the enemy!

After saying that, Xiang Dingtian flew out of Furong Tower like a big bird, tapped the water surface a few times, and came to the center of the lake. He stood on the water without getting wet, waiting for the arrival of the leader of the Wumeng.

In Furong Tower, seeing that the old ancestor of the Divine Sword looked depressed, Zhao Wei comforted him: "In fact, according to the information of the Six Gates, there is a high probability that the leader of the Wumeng is someone else. If it was just Lu Changsheng, the royal family would not send two grandmasters."

"So you two are also here for the leader of the Wumeng!" The old ancestor of the Divine Sword sighed.

But it is also normal to think about it. The Wumeng did whatever they wanted in Qingzhou and almost became a separatist prince. The royal family will definitely react.

If the leader of the Wumeng died in the hands of the Dragon King, it would be fine. If he survived by chance, it would only be a more cruel test to meet him.

"I hope that Lu Changsheng is not the leader of the Wumeng..."

The only thing the old ancestor of the Divine Sword can do now is to pray for Lu Changsheng in his heart.

He couldn't risk his life for Lu Changsheng just because he avenged his grandson's murder.

For him, the sect was the most important thing, not his bloodline, otherwise Liu Tieyi wouldn't have lived that long.

"It's already past noon, why hasn't the leader of the Wu League appeared yet? Isn't he afraid?"

"That's right, I thought I could see a hearty battle, but I didn't expect the leader of the Wu League to escape from the battlefield."

Time passed by, but the leader of the Wu League still didn't show up, and many people in the martial arts world began to complain.

"Look, what is that?"

Someone looked up at the sky and found a ball of fire falling quickly, and immediately exclaimed.