"It's people who control swords, not swords that control people!"

Jian Wentian kept repeating Tang Yi's previous words, but his hands were holding the sword body tightly, even if the sharp blade had pierced Jian Wentian's hands, and the blood was dripping, but Jian Wentian still completely ignored it.

Buzz, buzz, buzz......

The sword trembled, but the sword asked the sky to ignore it completely.

Click!

At this moment, I saw the sword asking the sky, grasping the sword body tightly with both hands, and with a fierce force, the sword in his hand was broken into two pieces in an instant.

"Holy!"

Seeing the sword asking the sky, he was actually stiff and broke the sword in his hand, and those first-class sect disciples in the distance were suddenly shocked one by one, and they looked incredible.

"This sword madman is actually getting mader and crazier!"

"Sword maniacs have always loved swords like life, and now, they actually cut off the sword that regards themselves as their lives, it seems that they are really crazy!"

......

Bang!

Seeing the sword asking the sky, he grabbed half of the sword with both hands, glanced at it lightly, threw it aside, and looked at Tang Yi.

"Thank you!"

Originally, Jian Wentian, whose eyes were flashing with fine light, looked at Tang Yi with great gratitude in his eyes at this time.

"If it weren't for you, I would have almost gone astray, and I would have been confused by this sword, and I would have almost become a puppet of this sword!"

Tang Yi smiled faintly and said, "The sword is the head of a hundred soldiers, but it is still just a human tool!"

"It's just that you are too infatuated with the sword, and you have placed too much emotion on this sword, but this sword has gradually produced spiritual intelligence, so you took advantage of the void and took the opportunity to confuse your mind!"

"It's good that you got lost and broke the sword, otherwise it would be really easy to accumulate over time, and become this sword puppet!"

In Tang Yi's previous life, as soon as he entered the cultivation realm, he heard rumors of sword maniacs.

It is said that this sword maniac was originally a peerless wizard of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and he was obsessed with swords all his life.

It's just that later, for some reason, he became more and more crazy, and he actually opened a killing ring in the Heavenly Sword Gate, and finally killed the Heavenly Sword Gate, and disappeared.

And now, as soon as Tang Yi saw Jian Wentian, especially the moment when Jian Wentian pulled the sword out of its sheath, the sword sounded to itself, and Jian Wentian's eyes flickered, obviously his mind was affected by the sword in his hand.

Therefore, Tang Yi guessed that this sword Wentian might be the sword maniac he had heard about in his previous life, so he opened his mouth to remind him.

"Thank you!"

Jian Wentian looked at Tang Yi, clasped his hands, and bowed very sincerely towards Tang Yi.

"If you hadn't reminded me today, there was a chance that Jian would have become a puppet of this sword, and Jian owed you a favor today!"

Jian Wentian said, looking at Tang Yi: "Jian Mou was ordered by his master today, and he originally wanted to take you back, but now it seems that Jian Mou can't make a move!"

Jian Wentian glanced behind him, and the first-class sect disciples glanced at it, and their hearts jumped in fright.

"With Your Excellency's ability, presumably these clowns who jump off the beam can't help Your Excellency!"

"Jian Mou retired first, I hope that in the future, I can have the opportunity to fight with Your Excellency again!"

Jian Wentian stretched out his hand, cut through the void, turned his head, and looked at Tang Yidao.

"I hope that next time, Jian will be fortunate enough to be able to personally appreciate your exquisite swordsmanship!"

Swish!

After Jian Wentian left, the first-class sect disciples suddenly glanced at each other, looking incredible.

"What should I do?"

"This stinky boy looks very evil, what kind of guy is a sword maniac, he was actually taken away by this stinky boy, two or three sentences, it just said away, it seems, this stinky boy, it seems that he has two brushes!"

"Jian Wentian is not his opponent, among us, there are still people, can we take down this kid?"

"Didn't you see it? Ying Wuxuan was beaten like a pig's head, it seems that this kid should also be the hand!"

"Then what should I do? I guess you are all the same, you are all ordered to come, to take this kid back to restore his life, if you return empty-handed, it is obviously difficult to explain!"

A group of first-class sect disciples glanced at each other, looking a little out of order.

"What are you afraid of!"

At this moment, I saw that Wei Suonan, who stepped forward and shouted: "There are so many of us, are you afraid that he will not be alone?"

Swish!

Wei Suonan shouted, Tang Yi immediately turned his head and looked at Wei Suonan, his sharp eyes suddenly frightened Wei Suonan's face.

"I'm afraid...... What are you afraid of!"

Wei Suonan hurriedly retreated to the crowd while encouraging the others: "Let's go together, no matter how powerful this kid is, even if he has three heads and six arms, there are so many of us, one person can give him a punch, and he can be hammered flat!"

"That's right!"

As soon as they heard Wei Suonan's words, the disciples of the other first-class sects suddenly turned bright.

"Let's go together, I don't believe it, there are so many of us, and we are not his opponents!"

"That is, no matter what, we have to catch him, otherwise we will pass it back, so many of our first-class sect disciples will go out together, but we can't catch a second-rate sect disciple, then the face of our respective sects will be completely lost!"

"Yes!"

As soon as they heard this, this group of first-class sect disciples immediately geared up one by one, as if they were ready to rush up.

Tang Yi's heart tightened slightly, these first-class sect disciples have good strength, if they fight alone, Tang Yi is naturally not afraid of anyone.

But if it was these dozens of first-class sect disciples, they would rush up. After all, Tang Yi is a little invincible with two fists and four hands, and a good man can't fight a group of dogs.

"Do you want to use that trick!"

Tang Yi's heart moved slightly, and he was about to use the killer weapon.

The few elders below, seeing that those first-class sect disciples wanted to attack Tang Yi in groups, immediately frowned.

I saw seven elders, looking at each other, all of them saw the meaning in each other's eyes!

Swish!

I saw seven elders come forward in unison, come to Tang Yi's side, and fight side by side with Tang Yi.

"Elders!"

Seeing the seven elders coming to his side, Tang Yi was moved in his heart.

"Elders, this matter started because of me, and it has nothing to do with the elders, I think ......"

The seven elders shook their heads in unison and said, "You are a disciple of our Black and White Academy, even if you break the sky, we will stand by your side and help you!"

"That's right, how long can we live this old bone, in that case, it's better to take this opportunity to fight side by side with you!"

Seeing the seven elders, Qi Yi came to Tang Yi's side, and the group of first-class sect disciples immediately showed a look of sarcasm.

"A few old guys, dare to meddle!"

"Have you prepared the coffin?"

"The second-rate sect is really a scumbag, and it actually wants the old guy to come out and die!"

......

Upon hearing the disdain of these first-class sect disciples, the seven elders glanced at each other one after another, and the battle intent in their eyes was fierce.

"Kill!"

(End of chapter)