"Mingyue knows the mistake!!!" The Holy Lord of Mingyue admits his mistake first, but then grits his teeth and says with tears on his face: "Master, I...I admit that I am jealous, but Mingyue's loyalty to Jijian Pavilion is understandable. The biggest reason why Mingyue makes things difficult for Yan Xuanqing and does not directly recruit Su Xuan is that although Su Xuan is invincible and talented, it is rare to see Yigu, but he has no achievements on the sword path and is very weak. Our Jijian Pavilion is a pure sword path."

The Holy Lord of the Mingyue is very smart.

Admit your mistake first to show your attitude.

However, it is to defend yourself.

"There is no achievements in the sword path?" The middle-aged man in the white robe flashed slightly and looked at Huang Hu in the distance: "Huang Hu, didn't you say that Little Friend Su Xuan has the most powerful talent in the sword path?"

"This..." Huang Hun didn't know what to say. Yes, my old friend Yan Xuanqing said so, but, indeed, from beginning to end, Su Xuan did not show any of the things in the swordsmanship in killing the three ancestors of the Nine Nether Emperors, so he was a little confused and 100% guaranteed. After all, seeing is true.

Seeing that Huang Huo was asked, the Holy Lord Mingyue breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. She knew that although she angered the Pavilion Master, at least her life was saved. Fortunately, it was okay, it was okay.

"My friend Su Xuan, I don't know that you are above the sword path..." The middle-aged man in white robe thought for a while, looked at Su Xuan, bowed slightly, and asked in person.

He wanted to know urgently.

"Is this important?" Su Xuan glanced at the middle-aged man in white robe and smiled: "Senior, I will not join Jijian Pavilion, no matter what my kendo is like."

Because, it's meaningless.

The owner of Jijian Pavilion, the middle-aged man in white robe, is probably far inferior to him in front of him.

So, I still need to go to Jijian Pavilion to study?

After all, although Jijian Pavilion is infinitely close to level eight civilization, it is not level eight civilization.

Furthermore, as beautiful as the Holy Lord of Mingyue, he naturally has no good impression of Jijian Pavilion, and he will not go there.

"Oh? It's a pity." The middle-aged man in white robe felt a little regretful. After all, even if Su Xuan had no achievements in the swordsmanship, he could kill three ancestors of the Nine Nether Emperors just after 10,000 years. Such talent and strength are one of the strongest in the heavens and all worlds. Without swordsmanship, joining Jijian Pavilion will also have a huge effect on Jijian Pavilion. He is willing to make an exception for Su Xuan, and even he is prepared in his heart. If Su Xuan is willing to join Jijian Pavilion, he will immediately give Su Xuan the position of deputy chief of the Pavilion. Unfortunately, Su Xuan is unwilling, and there is no room for negotiation to listen to his tone. However, it is just a pity that he is not particularly regretful. After all, it is because Su Xuan does not have the talent for swordsmanship. Although it is a pity, he does not regret it.

In addition, the middle-aged man in white robe still felt a little unhappy deep in his heart.

Su Xuan refused too simply.

Moreover, he did not have any respect for his senior's tone, as if he was a peer, and he felt a little uncomfortable. Of course, he suppressed this discomfort in his heart and would not show it.
Chapter completed!