As long as I complete the recognition of the master, I will be able to walk around here with my head held high from now on. Even if I meet Shao Quandi and the others again next time, I will be able to beat them to a pulp.

Next, Qin Lang also wanted to leave early and didn’t want to waste time, so he decisively signed a contract with the Demon Sword.

The leader of the Blood Shadow Sect and its disciples were all dumbfounded. They had not expected that the Demon Sword would recognize its master so easily.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that such a thing could really happen.

The magic sword has been here for tens of thousands of years. Even those old monsters who are almost half-step to becoming a Saint King cannot take the magic sword away.

But now, this person, who is only a fourth-level saint, can actually take away the magic sword. This is simply unbelievable.

Now the facts are before their eyes and they have no choice but to believe it.

How is that possible!

The leader of the Blood Shadow Sect was in despair, their magic sword was gone just like that.

At this time, a disciple came to them in a hurry.

"Master, the people from the Saint King's Palace are here, we are saved!"

The disciple said to everyone excitedly.

However, the disciple soon discovered that there was something wrong with the expressions of these elders and disciples.

Their faces were ashen.

When he noticed the magic sword in Qin Lang's hand that was churning with demonic energy, he was stunned. He thought he was seeing things, but after rubbing his eyes, he was sure it was real.

How is that possible!

He was also greatly surprised that their magic sword that had been with them for tens of thousands of years was taken out just like that.

"You guys did a good job. Once I catch this guy, I'll let you do whatever you want with him!"

A ripple opened in the void, and a man walked out. It was Shao Quandi.

Shao Quandi also brought those masters and elders from the Holy King's Palace, and mobilized a large army to capture Qin Lang, wanting to find out the secret of Qin Lang.

When they saw Qin Lang holding the magic sword, they were all stunned.

In fact, they also knew that the Blood Shadow Sect had a magic sword, but tens of thousands of years had passed and no one had been able to take it out, and no one knew whether it was true or not.

Because he had been a guest at the Blood Shadow Sect at that time and had seen it from afar once, so he recognized it as the magic sword at a glance.

But when he saw that the magic sword was now in Qin Lang's hand, Shao Quandi widened his eyes and couldn't believe it.

Those masters, including the elders of the Saint King's Palace, were all horrified and couldn't believe it.

Back then, they didn't even have the courage to get close. Such a magic sword is certainly good, but it is also very dangerous.

They had never dared to even think about it before. After all, many people at that time took risks and eventually died in Wanjian Mountain and became wandering ghosts.

Every sword on the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain has a soul living inside it. These swords were the challengers of that year.

Without exception, all those people died on this mountain.

Afterwards, as the number of deaths increased, many people became terrified whenever the incident was mentioned.

Later, because no one succeeded, they all forgot about it.

But it doesn't mean they have forgotten. Now when they see the magic sword being taken out, it's still their number one enemy, Qin Lang.

Suddenly, their scalps went numb.

"Young Fist Emperor, please help us get it back. As long as you can help us get it back, our Blood Shadow Sect is willing to give you everything it has as a reward!"

If it were before, Shao Quandi would have considered it, but now he made a decisive decision.

"I refuse!"

Upon hearing this, the Blood Shadow Sect leader collapsed and regretted deeply that he should not have agreed to that decision before.

"The magic sword belongs to me, and he can be left to you to deal with!"

Shao Quandi thought that the Blood Shadow Sect had also informed him, and he had also said that he would give it to them. If he just dismissed them casually, people would talk about him in the future, so he quickly made another decision.

Upon hearing this, the Blood Shadow Sect leader felt more or less comforted, thinking that if he could catch Qin Lang, he could at least use him as a punching bag.

"Thank you, Young Fist Emperor!"

The Young Fist Emperor gave orders to several of his elders and the masters he brought with him.

"Let's go together. We can't let him get away. The magic sword must belong to me!"

The greed in Shao Quandi's eyes was undisguised, and now he just wanted to take the magic sword for himself.

This is a magic sword, a holy weapon that even his father would be attracted to. It is also a magic weapon, a treasure among the demons.

In the past, the Eternal Demon Emperor traveled all over the heavens for the magic sword, and finally found the magic weapon. At that time, he even killed all the races in the starry sky and forced them to surrender voluntarily.

Later, it was obtained by the leader of the Blood Shadow Sect and used for a while.

No one knows how the first leader of the Blood Shadow Sect acquired the magic sword. All they know is that whoever obtains the magic sword can conquer the heavens.

Anyone can walk sideways.

If he could get it, even if he is only at the third level of Saint Realm now, he would be able to fight against his father.

He has always admired his father and has been challenging him, but every time, his father would not even take action, let alone take any real action.

Just using the refined war puppets, he could be easily repelled.

Shao Quandi was very excited. As long as he could get it, he would also be able to know the secret of Qin Lang. Then, he would be invincible.

What True Immortal Young Emperor, what True Yang Holy Son, by then, they will all be nothing worth mentioning in front of him.

Although the Holy King's Palace is very famous, his Young Fist Emperor is a little-known and ordinary person.

If it weren't for the Saint King's Palace, he would be just an ordinary person.

In the holy world, he actually had never had a very satisfactory life and had always wanted to obtain an extremely powerful holy weapon.

Now that he has finally found it, Shao Quandi can't wait to give instructions to the people around him.

The masters and elders of the Holy King's Palace all felt their scalps tingling and they felt a huge amount of pressure, but now they still chose to take action.

At this time, there was no hesitation at all as they had already fought once before.

They all knew that Qin Lang was different from the opponents they had encountered before, and now they could only fight without reservation.

Only in this way can Qin Lang be completely resolved, otherwise what will happen next will be extremely bad.

They no longer want to be like before, and just miss the opportunity again this time.

Not only Shao Quan Emperor wanted to get rid of Qin Lang, they also wanted to get rid of him. Qin Lang's existence was an anomaly and he was the target that the Holy King's Palace wanted to eliminate.

In the past, the Saint King's Palace had many rivals, and those rivals often caused trouble.

Later, the Holy King's Palace was destroyed, and a heavy price was paid.

Now the Saint King's Palace is the same as before, only wanting to get rid of Qin Lang to prevent future troubles.

"You guys are just haunting me!"

Qin Lang did not hesitate at all. He had already mastered the magic sword, and he just happened to need an opportunity to practice.