It was because of the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation that their teacher had been troubled.
After the Chan School Golden Immortals returned, they joined forces to seal the Zhu Xian Sword.
Once the war was over, they would take the sword back with them.
The Zhu Xian Sword had to remain sealed at all times.
Otherwise, it would pose far too great a threat to the ordinary people of this world.
And sealing it was not something one person could accomplish alone.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
After returning to the Shang Army camp, Xiao Long was furious beyond measure.
Now that the Zhu Xian Sword was gone, with only the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors left, Xiao Long had no way of dealing with them.
After all, when San Xiao dealt with the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan School, they had not only the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors, but also the Primordial Golden Dou, and they had set up a formation.
These were all things Xiao Long could not compare to.
Wen Zhong and the other two Heavenly Lords had nothing to say.
After all, the Chan School members had indeed gone too far. So many of them had actually joined forces to gang up on Xiao Long.
It was only natural that Xiao Long would be enraged by such a defeat.
"Martial Uncle Xiao, why be so upset?"
At that moment, an extraordinarily seductive female voice came from outside the tent.
Xiao Long was immediately puzzled. Since when had there been such a woman among his martial nephews and nieces?
Before long, the owner of that voice appeared before Xiao Long.
"Greetings, Your Highness!"
Upon seeing the newcomer, Wen Zhong and the others bowed to her.
Xiao Long also guessed the woman's identity.
King Zhou's Princess Consort, the infamous