In the saint's tomb, after jianwushuang defeated Huanchen, longzishan and others, the remaining geniuses of the sect no longer had the idea of shooting at jianwushuang.

It's not that I don't want to, but that I simply don't have that strength.

After all, all the gifted disciples of the sect in the saint's tomb can't get together 20 first-class demons. There are still many second-class demons, but if the second-class demons don't have a strong array cooperation, they can't pose a threat to jianwushuang.

Naturally, they can only leave one after another.

On the hill that had already been stained with blood, on the bumpy ground, the sword was unparalleled, sitting there alone, covered by the power of the soul, and no one dared to stay there.

The double turn killing in the saint's tomb has become synonymous with killing gods and demons.

No one dares to provoke the sword again.

Just then

"The sword is unparalleled."

The elder of Wujian came here with a trace of guilt and explained the decision made by Narcissus island to jianwushuang.

"Have you expelled me from the door?"

Jian Wushuang muttered to himself, but his face didn't change much from beginning to end.

In fact, he had expected this result.

This time he made too much trouble in the saint's tomb. He killed too many talented disciples and offended too many zongmen.

Although Narcissus island is one of the top sects in Wusha wasteland, I'm afraid I don't dare to offend so many sects at once.

Most importantly, I'm just a peripheral disciple after all. I'm afraid the senior management of Narcissus island also see that they don't have much sense of belonging to Narcissus island.

In that case, why should Narcissus Island take the risk of offending many sects and forcibly protect him?

Only by abandoning him, expelling him from the sect door and completely leaving him to the disposal of all sect doors, Narcissus island can eliminate the anger of those sect doors and protect themselves.

For the practice of Narcissus Island, jianwushuang was neither angry nor blamed. Even for jianwushuang, it was just right that he had no zongmen again and would not have any restrictions.

"The sword is unparalleled. I did it wrong on Narcissus Island, but..." the elder of Wujian said with guilt.

Jianwushuang directly interrupted: "elder Wujian, I can understand this. I won't hate Narcissus Island, but I won't have any relationship with Narcissus island from now on. Of course, I'm still friends with elder Wujian in private."

Wujian was stunned and nodded secretly.

"By the way, where are my parents?" Sword matchless asked.

"Don't worry. Although you are no longer a disciple of Narcissus Island, I can still do something for you as an elder of Narcissus island. Although your parents can't pick them up to Narcissus Island, I will definitely ensure their safety." There is a long old road in the five streams.

"That's good." Jian Wushuang nodded.

Jian Wushuang didn't say much to the elder of Wujian, and soon interrupted his contact.

And just then

Buzzing ~ ~ ~ the faint black air condensed in front of jianwushuang, and then a fuzzy figure slowly appeared in front of jianwushuang.

The breath on the blurred figure is very unique. A pair of strange eyes are staring at the sword with great interest at the moment.

"Old man, are you finally willing to show up?"

The sword peerless raised his head, and a sword in his eyes beat, which turned into a rapid lightning and shot directly at the vague figure.

The vague figure raised his hand slightly and grabbed the lightning with his bare hands. As soon as he pinched it, the lightning burst.

"Young man, don't be so grumpy. You can say something well."

Faint laughter came from the mouth of the blurred figure, and the sound was a little old.

"What can I say between you and me?" Sword peerless eyes are still indifferent.

Although it was the first time for him to see the vague figure in front of him, he already knew the identity of the latter.

Red stone saint!

The owner of the saint's tomb is also the consciousness of the red stone saint who still remains in the saint's tomb and controls everything in the wounding tomb.

Jian Wushuang guessed long ago that the consciousness of the red stone saint has been hiding somewhere in the saint's tomb, staring at what happened in the saint's tomb.

When he was in the abyss of trial and passed the test on the eighth trial bridge, the red stone Saint probably had an eye on him.

In the subsequent dispute over the seat token, three seat tokens appeared in one area at the same time, and two tokens could be said to have been sent directly to him. At that time, the sword was unparalleled and confirmed that the red stone Saint deliberately gave the seat token to him, and its purpose was to let many talents around attack him together.

Because of this, he led to the subsequent killing and madness again and again. Therefore, he offended all the sects in the desert area.

Now, the sword unparalleled finally flattened and defeated all the threats in the saint's tomb. After no one dared to fight him in the saint's tomb, the red stone Saint appeared in front of him.

"Boy, you were born in Wusha wasteland, and I have done a lot of deeds in Wusha wasteland. Anyway, I can be regarded as an elder of you. You don't speak in a good tone." The red stone sage said.

"Sorry, I won't be polite to a person who deliberately calculated on me." The sword is matchless and cold.

"Calculation? I just give you the seat token you want. It's obviously a kind intention. How can I say I deliberately calculated on you? " The red stone Saint smiled lightly.

"I don't have time to argue with you. Let's be frank. What do you want to do when you appear in front of me now?" Sword matchless said impatiently.

He really doesn't like the red stone saint.

"In that case, let me be frank. It's very simple. I see that you have great talent and great potential, so I intend to accept you as my own disciple. Do you want to agree?" The red stone Saint smiled.

"Take me as my own disciple?" The sword peerless look moved and said, "you should know that what I'm good at is kendo."

"Of course I know. However, you don't necessarily need to follow the same path to receive your own disciples. I'm not proficient in kendo, but I have great attainments in the rules of time and space. I can teach you a lot." The red stone sage said.

He's right. A strong man at the level of immortal saints is proficient in many things.

Even if he is not good at Kendo, he is also qualified to teach some Kendo talents.

And such as the unparalleled sword can no longer be described by genius.

It's a monster, a big monster.

Even the red stone Saint had never seen such a terrible monster before.

Because of this, the sage of Hongshi had the idea of taking the sword unparalleled as his own disciple.

He believed that many saints would not hesitate to accept him as a disciple if they saw the unparalleled strength and talent of the sword with their own eyes.