The communication between the two was simple and polite.

Zhang Yuzhen has just taken over, and Hong Xingchao has been living in seclusion. This is the first time the two sides have met so far, so they are not familiar with each other.

"Is this the leader of the Sword Sect? He is indeed extraordinary!"

Xiao Qiang looked at Hong Xingchao not far away, and a strange color flashed in her eyes.

She had heard her father mention the name Hong Xingchao more than once.

Her father's evaluation was that this person was arrogant and indifferent, but his swordsmanship was superb.

He is the most promising person to impact the immortal realm on land today.

"The Sword Sect has a small population, but it can be on par with our Tianxiahui. There is a reason for it." Xiao Ningmeng sighed in a low voice.

The Sword Sect first had the heroic leader Hong Xingchao, and now there is a monster like Hong Juding.

In the next hundred years, it will only become more and more prosperous.

On the other hand, although the Tianxiahui seems prosperous, there are not many people who can be called masters.

The most important thing is that the Sword Sect is united, while the Tianxiahui is constantly fighting.

Several factions competed and suppressed each other for the sake of interests.

Even though her father was the leader of the sect, he was still helpless and could not change the status quo.

If this continued, the situation would only get worse and worse, and it might end up falling apart.

"Hong Juding!"

Looking at the young man carrying five swords, Han Feiyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and the fighting spirit in his eyes was burning.

The relationship between the Sword Sect and the Tianxiahui has always been bad, and the two major sects often compete.

And he is often compared with Hong Juding.

The problem is that since he became famous, he has always been suppressed by Hong Juding, which makes him very unwilling.

This time he has the opportunity to compete on the same stage, he must defeat Hong Juding openly in front of everyone to make a name for himself!

"Huh?"

Seeming to have sensed something, Hong Juding, who was sitting in the stands, suddenly turned his head and looked over, and his sharp eyes, like a sword, pierced Han Feiyang fiercely.

Han Feiyang looked at him fearlessly, and their eyes collided in the air, interweaving a hot spark. JrNovels.com