Three people came.

It is the most representative of the three masters of the three major schools of the rivers and lakes.

The white-eyed and triangular-eyed monk is the master of Shaolin's non-precepts.

The skinny old Tao is the empty Taoist of Wudang.

The gray-robed nun is the head of Emei, because of the teacher.

Su Jian had already grasped the hilt of the knife and was ready to draw the knife.

Whoever kills in front of him must die!

"Amitabha! The three old monks have just arrived here, how can they cause unprovoked killing?" said the master of the precepts.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the three of us are all monks, how can we move our killing thoughts in vain?" said the Void Dao Elder also said weakly.

"Hmph, the murderer, instead came to question others, could it be that he alone has the final say in the truth of the world?"

"Did you kill these three people?" Su Jian glared at the three masters angrily, and asked sharply with his hand pointing to the three dart masters who died first.

"The monks don't lie, they are definitely not killed by the three old monks," said the master of the precepts.

Su Jian was stunned, and then he lay on the ground with a finger of his hand, and the two executioners who were shocked to death by the Nine Turning Dragon Yin said, "Could it be that there weren't three people who shouted loudly just now?"

In the face of the three enlightened seniors of the famous family, this tone inevitably seems presumptuous and rude.

But when a person is in a very bad mood, he doesn't care about etiquette.

"I heard that the donor is a member of the Demon Sect, you should also understand: it is a kind of Demon Sect Divine Skill Nine Turns Dragon Yin, I am a famous sect, how can I cultivate this kind of Demon Skill?" said the Master of Bujie with a slight frown.

"It's no wonder that no one in the Demon Sect has always been arrogant and conceited, and they are overly murderous! If it weren't for the heavy damage caused by Gu Hongru's alliance leader in the past, and now the Demon Sect has survived, just because you offended us just now, I will kill the remnants of this evil immediately!" said because the master was too angry.

Even if the whistling sound just now was made by them, if it was described by a junior with the word "call", it would be too perverse.

Because in the cognition of the teacher, this word is only used when describing animals.

Su Jian was even more strange at this time, he didn't pay attention to Mrs. Yin's dissatisfaction, and frowned and asked, "I don't know what the three of you are doing here?"

"The old monk heard that the sketch of making the Sword Pavilion Wenling fell on the Zhenwei Dart Bureau, so he came to take it away," the Master of Bujie said bluntly.

"The Sword Pavilion Wenling is a great killer weapon in the rivers and lakes, and I don't know how many martial arts masters dream of coveting it. Even if it is a sketch of making it, once it falls into the hands of traitors, it will be used to stir up the wind and rain, and the rivers and lakes will be uneasy from now on, and they will fall into the endless bloody rain and bloody wind.

You're afraid that he'll suddenly choke his breath before he finishes a sentence.

So, listening to him makes you feel tired, and it's a terrible feeling.

It's as if you follow the rhythm of his speech, if he suddenly pauses between two sentences, or between two words, your heart will inexplicably stop with it.

If he suddenly attacks you at that moment, then you don't even have the strength to fight back.

"Could it be that if the sketch is taken away by the three masters, will the rivers and lakes be calm?" Su Jian said coldly.

"We can also destroy it," said Mrs. Cause, suddenly, "as long as this curse is completely destroyed, there will be fewer useless disputes in the rivers and lakes." ”

"Oh, it's just a sketch, why should I bother the three masters to destroy it?" Su Jian said, then took out the small wooden box containing the sketch from his arms and said, "Wouldn't it be safer for me to destroy it myself?"

"Master Su Shi is slow!" Master Bujie saw that Su Jian was about to destroy the treasure box, and a trace of panic flashed in his triangular eyes, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "If Master Su Shi destroys the treasure box, that lilac girl will die!"

"Little friend, don't be rash, although your sword is fast, it will be difficult to save the lives of the two of you at the same time," although Shi Tai's tone softened, Su Jian could certainly hear the obvious warning in his words.

"Could it be that if I destroy the sketch, you will kill Lilac?" asked Su Jian.

"Although the three of us have that ability, they are not absolutely sure in front of Master Su Shi. But there is a person who holds thousands of lives between applause, and if he calls anyone to die, that person has already entered the ghost gate," said the Master of Bujie in an affirmative tone.

Su Jian did not deny the words of the non-ring master.

He had a hunch that there must be an even more powerful character who was secretly manipulating the whole situation.

That person may be ten times more powerful than Sima Yanyun and Gu Hongru!

Even if he is against the enemy, he may not have a certain certainty of victory.

So, he didn't ruin the sketch hastily, he knew it was a joke on Lilac's life.

Even if I don't destroy it, I won't give it to you. Don't you think it's ridiculous for you people of your age to come in the rain to grab the picture?"

"Lord Su, today we must invite the treasure map away, not what the donor said," the master of the precept looked decisive.

"Because the treasure map originally flowed out of the Ten Thousand Swords Hall, and the Master of the Immortal Ring is an irreversible friend with the White Ten Thousand Swords Hero," the Void Dao Chief said weakly.

"Although the master of the White Hall has suffered an accident, how can he watch his family's treasure wander outside, but if he doesn't quit the master, he will sit idly by and watch it stain the martial arts with blood?"

"So what if I insist on not giving it to you?" Su Jian said coldly.

"Amitabha! Then you have to learn the martial arts of Master Su Shi," Master Bujie said with a wave of the Vajra Descending Wand in his hand and reciting the Buddha's name.

"Although I am void and rarely kill, and I can't bear to kill, I may be able to make an exception today!" Although the void Taoist chief spoke weakly, his movements and posture of drawing his sword were chic and elegant, and between his gestures, he had his own style of fairy wind and bones.

Everyone else draws their swords when they do it, because the blade of the sword is hidden deep in the sheath, and it is when the sword is most dangerous.

Once unsheathed, the edge is exposed, and it is inevitable that the flaws will be revealed to the opponent.

But the Void Dao Leader didn't care about these at all, and he pulled the green steel long sword out of its scabbard with a bang.

The green rainbow on the sword body is flowing endlessly, and the brilliance is dazzling, and it is indeed a divine weapon.

He held the sword in his forehand, stroked the blade of the sword with his ghostly claw-like left hand and said, "For the lives of thousands of people in the martial arts, what does it matter if you kill one?"

Shi Tai did not rush to pull out her Xuantie heavy sword, but continued to lobby Su Jian and said: "Our monks have already cut off the fate of the earth, but it is cause and effect. Why is it that today's calamity has come out, evil obstacles are rampant, and we have no choice but to abandon tranquility and re-enter the red dust! The donor only needs to hand over the sketch to us, and then he can stop the fighting, and the world is peaceful, so why bother with the idea of killing?