Pan Xuan thought to himself: "At the last moment, I will always save their lives." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info", so he didn't persuade him anymore, and said: "The Taoist chief turned out to be a bamboo in his chest, but I was worried about it." ”

Yang Rui smiled and ordered all the disciples to step up their garrison to prevent enemy attacks, and served tea to entertain the people of Wanxianmen. The young men were both nervous and excited, and they didn't leave the life-seeking sword sect that came to seek revenge in three sentences, but they only poured wine and drank themselves, and didn't talk about it.

On this night, a disciple in the room shouted, "What person?" Suddenly there was a scream, he turned over and fell, fell to the ground, and hurriedly ran back.

Yang Rui hurriedly said, "Are you hurt?"

The disciple looked dazed and said, "I.... I was hit in the stomach by a sword aura, but... It didn't hurt. ”

Yang Rui put his mind at ease and said with a smile: "The enemy's skills are poor, so there is nothing to be afraid of. But I didn't know that if it hadn't been for the secret rescue of Pan Xuan, this person would have been cut off by the waist.

The figure in the air moved rapidly, flew over the wall, and landed in the main hall. There were a total of nine people who came, each wearing a purple robe, with a tall and well-proportioned figure, and an extraordinary appearance, which was very different from the previous fat man. Yang Rui saw the enemy's momentum, and his heart was a little weak: "Good guy." When he saw the purple scabbards hanging from everyone's waists, he was even more flustered, and guessed: "This purple scabbard may not be the purple sword, I can't mess with myself." ”

He said aloud, "Are you the people of the Sword Sect?"

One of the nine walked out, a thin man with a resolute face and a cruel look, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he said, "Exactly." Yang Rui'er, you killed a brother of your own faction in Jiangnan last month, and you killed us and other people sent to summon me before, and took away my two life-seeking purple swords, how to deal with it, you can draw the road first. ”

Yang Ruihu said with a face: "Your Excellency is so rude, come to my mansion, and don't you even report your name?"

Everyone laughed in unison, and the thin man said, "Whoever asks me my surname will eventually die for my sword, and you should not know it." As he spoke, his eyes swept across the courtyard, and he seemed quite surprised to see Su Xiuyang and the others from the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect.

Pan Xuan was even more shocked: "They recognized Suojiu and other people's clothing, look at their footwork, these people.... Are they all from Wanxianmen?" so he forbears and keeps silent, and has the heart to find out the truth.

Yang Rui laughed loudly and dryly: "What a thief who doesn't know the height of the sky! ”

The thin man said: "Okay, you are long-winded, so why don't you just do it, I'll give you two ways to go now." This is the first way, you will obey me from now on, no matter what the order, you must not disobey, and I will spare you all the door from death. The second way, I tell you the name, but your whole family, young and old, will not survive tonight. ”

Yang Rui said angrily: "I told you nine people, and you can't get out of this courtyard!" pulled out the purple sword and killed the thin man.

The thin man sneered, "You give me a good memory, I am nicknamed the Flying Tiger, and I am ranked ninth in the Destiny Sword Sect. Suddenly, the scabbard lit up, the purple sword came out of the sheath, and Yang Rui's blade was in a grid, and with a buzz, the blade vibrated sharply, and the two swords were equal, but Yang Rui's wrist was numb, and under the shock, he hurriedly changed his moves.

His thick cloud sect is actually a side branch of the Wanxian Sect, and the internal swordsmanship is all born from the Wanxian, and after decades of changes, he has studied a lot of tricks by himself. He used the cloud sword technique, the sword path is long, the changes are complicated, as if the clouds are vast, making it difficult for the enemy to identify the whereabouts, and the internal force on the sword is deep, like a falcon hiding in the clouds, pounced at any time to hunt.

The thin man saw that his swordsmanship was wonderful, so he took strict precautions, but he also coped with it easily, nodded and said: "It turned out to be a cloud swordsmanship, and it was really good." It's just that this unique sword in this sword sect is beyond the power of you. ”

Yang Rui shouted loudly, a move "starlight looms", the sword move is three voids and seven realities, the light and shadow are heavy, and he was about to seize the opportunity, but suddenly, his wrist was cold, and his palm was weak. Yang Rui hurriedly went to look and saw a black human head coming out of the sword in his hand, and then raised his claws, grabbed his wrist, and instantly chilled his heart.

Yang Rui screamed miserably, the long sword was taken out of his hand, and the flying tiger laughed, kicked his legs in a row, kicked Yang Rui to the point of spitting blood, and rolled to the ground. The Flying Tiger stretched out his hand and snatched Yang Rui's blade back, and he smiled: "I said that you couldn't use this sword. ”

The disciples of the palace rushed up in a hurry, took care of Yang Rui, and asked, "Master, is this person plotting against you?"

Yang Rui said angrily: "There are ghosts on this purple sword, there are ghosts!"

The Flying Tiger said, "Where is the other sword?" Hand it over to me." ”

Seeing him looking for himself, Pan Xuan turned around, and was already invisible. Everyone looked around, but they didn't see his figure, and they all wondered. Su Xiuyang scolded: "That old thief ran away by himself!"

The Flying Tiger said solemnly: "Since you refuse to return it, then don't blame me for being rude." With that, the long sword pointed diagonally and walked towards Yang Rui.

Yang Rui shouted: "The thief is ferocious, there is no need to talk about morality, everyone is on the same page, make the 'Cloud Dragon Formation'!"

All the disciples agreed, moved neatly, and dozens of people formed a long dragon-like formation, hovering from end to end, moving endlessly, and when the formation stopped, they attacked the nine people.

The Flying Tiger smiled: "At this point, if you don't run away, it's really stupid." With a shake of the purple sword, he entered the formation, and with a few bells, several blades had been broken. The cloud dragon formation is a sword formation, you have to hold a long sword, in order to take effect, now several people are empty-handed, this formation collapsed, the disciples are unbalanced in attack and defense, taking care of one and the other, not forming a rule, and the defeat has been achieved.

The Flying Tiger was about to kill the killer, when he suddenly let out a "huh", only to feel that his eyes were blurred and the figure was ethereal, and he said in his heart: "Why did you suddenly have an eye disease?" and flew out upside down, and then his vision was restored.

As soon as he stood still, Jiang Yuan had already pounced, and a move of the "Heavenly Fortune Palm Sword" hit the Flying Tiger in the chest. Originally, the skills of the two were very far apart, even if Jiang Yuan hit the vital point, he couldn't hurt him, but he secretly helped each other, and a gust of palm wind blew, which greatly increased Jiang Yuan's palm strength. The Flying Tiger screamed in pain, shook his body, and fell over.

Jiang Yuan was pleasantly surprised when he succeeded in one blow, and he was distracted for a moment before he remembered that he wanted to end up with the enemy's life. But Suojiu shouted, "Senior sister, be careful!" Pulling her little hand and pulling it behind her, avoiding the stabbing of one of the Sword Seeking Sword.

In the blink of an eye, the young men of the Ten Thousand Immortals shot one after another, killing together with the Seeking Sword Sect. In addition to the Flying Tiger, the martial arts of the Commanding Sword Sect were originally slightly superior, and the blades were even more difficult to stop. However, Pan Xuan secretly made trouble, exuding the power of the phantom palm, which greatly reduced the skill of the Destiny Seeker faction, and the two sides were evenly matched, and it was difficult to distinguish between them. It is also a deliberate intention to make the young people fight more, it is rare that this life-seeking sword faction is domineering and has killed countless people, so he is so troublesome.

The more Su Xiuyang fights, the more comfortable he becomes, his confidence surges, and the kung fu passed on by Bodhi emerges in an endless stream. His opponent's long sword was vertical and horizontal, but it was always a little slower, and it was repeatedly seen through by Su Xiuyang, and it had no effect. Su Xiuyang thought to himself: "Just try the 'Bodhisattva Compassion' passed on by the master" Latent internal force, when the concentration was less, the palms were divided, and the internal force was suddenly like a wall, pressing over. The opponent made an "oops", couldn't resist it, broke his wrist, Su Xiuyang jumped up, grabbed the purple sword, and split the enemy in two at once.

He roared and celebrated, looking left and right, and went to help others, Qingmei and others showed what they had learned to the fullest, and they gradually gained the upper hand, and with this strong reinforcement, it was even easier, clean and neat, and they won in the blink of an eye.

Su Xiuyang said: "Quick, quick, pick up this enemy's purple sword!" When everyone heard this, they quickly picked it up, and the divine soldiers started it, all of them were overjoyed, like a treasure, but Suojiu frowned, and did not fight.

Su Xiuyang scolded: "Idiot, don't you want this baby?" Afraid that the old man Yang Rui would come to snatch it, he hurriedly picked up another one.

He straightened his waist, put his two swords on his side, and said with a spring breeze on his face, "Tie up the living enemy, you need to interrogate it well!"

Yang Rui saw that Wan Xianzhong Tong showed his skills and repelled strong enemies for him, he was really grateful and ashamed, and stood up and said: "Thanks to your young heroes, saving me is equivalent to being in danger." ”

Su Xiuyang said: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Since my predecessors are mentors and old friends, I naturally can't stay out of it.

Suojiu has always felt strange, thinking: "It's not how good we are, but... It's that the enemy seems to be unwell, and his skills have been sharply reduced, and we can't win it. Everyone else smiled, but he was not happy.

Jiang Yuan chirped: "Senior brother, why are you unhappy? We finally won the strong enemy, and we should celebrate it." ”

Suojiu didn't want to spoil the fun, and said with a smile: "Yes, but I'm lazy and didn't win, how can I take credit?"

Jiang Yuan said softly: "You saved my life, for me, it is the greatest credit, counting this time, you have saved me twice." ”

Suo Jiu thought to himself: "The first time my master pretended to be me, how can it be counted?" But it was inconvenient to say more, so he had to smile bitterly again and again.

Su Xiuyang woke up the Flying Tiger, pointed the long sword at his throat, and said with a smile: "Majestic, Uncle Flying Tiger, who can't be offended, how did you fall into such a situation now?"

Seeing the situation clearly, the Flying Tiger looked frightened, and said loudly: "You... Get this sword out of my way!"

Su Xiuyang said: "What are you afraid of? As long as I ask you and answer, and I don't hide it, we immortals are not blind murderers." ”

The Flying Tiger shouted, "I... I am also a member of Wanxianmen, there is a fierce spirit on this sword, and I want to kill the previous master, quickly.... Get out of the way!"

All the teenagers were in disbelief, and Su Xiuyang said angrily: "You fart, how can I have a bandit like you in my ten thousand immortals?"

Suddenly, his wrist did not obey the call, and with a thud, it pierced the Flying Tiger's throat. The Flying Tiger snorted, blood flowed, his lips moved, and he died.

Qingmei said: "Hey, you're too anxious to start! ”

Su Xiuyang was inexplicable, and he regretted it, and said: "I don't know why, this... This long sword..."

Pan Xuan thought to himself: "This sword made of soul iron stone is vicious and ominous, and likes to kill, and if you are not careful, the original owner will die at its hands." ”

Yang Rui took a few breaths, adjusted his internal force, and said: "I'm afraid that this sword is really weird, I saw it before as if there was a ghost." ”

Suojiu pondered for a moment and said, "This long sword is by no means a good thing, everyone must not covet it. ”

Su Xiuyang glared and said: "You kid is too timid, this kind of sword, if we don't take it, can we let it fall into the hands of thieves?"