Li Qifeng's cold words came into everyone's ears, and the fierce killing intent made people feel like falling into an ice cellar, and a low, depressing atmosphere permeated the Sword Shrine Peak. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zhu Que's eyes revealed a cold killing intent.

A smile appeared on his face.

Now the more arrogant Li Qifeng is, the more he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, which is more beneficial to him.

There was a brief silence on the top of Sword Shrine Peak.

Gui Yuan nodded slightly at the old monk.

Holding an iron rod, the old monk slowly walked into everyone's sight.

"The Buddha once cut meat to feed the eagle, and used his own body as a boat to ferry everyone, if you don't mind, I am willing to solve this dispute, I don't know if it is okay?"

The old monk said in a flat tone.

Zhu Que's eyes stared at the old monk, looking up and down, and his sharp gaze seemed to see through the old monk's body.

From beginning to end, the strength shown by the old monk is very simple and direct, but it gives people a vast and mysterious ocean, and the strength makes people unable to see through and see through.

His eyes froze slightly, and he nodded lightly at the sword.

"Since you want to dissolve, it's to speak. ”

Zhu Que said in a cold tone.

"But I hope that the holy monk can level a bowl of water, and don't deliberately favor it, otherwise the three thousand iron knives of the Badaomen are ruthless. ”

A smile appeared in the expression of the sword, and he said slowly.

The old monk nodded lightly and said, "Don't worry." ”

His gaze swept over everyone.

The old monk spoke again: "The thousand-year-old residual power of the Sword Sect has been pressed on top of other sects, and the strong residual power has made everyone in the rivers and lakes jealous, and after a long time, naturally some people will be dissatisfied, so your desperate hope that the Sword Sect can completely move away this behemoth that is pressed on top of your head, so today the Sword Sect will not be destroyed, and you will never be at ease." ”

Words spoken.

The top of the Sword Shrine Peak fell into complete silence.

The old monk spoke every thought in his heart.

It's a person who stands out and speaks his true mind.

No one denied that the old monk's story was wrong.

Of course, no one admits that what the old monk said is true.

Understanding may not be clear.

Point out that you don't have to admit it.

Just know it in your heart.

The old monk's expression showed a hint of a smile, his eyes swept over the faces of many people, nodded without a trace, and continued to speak: "Today, in the Sword Sect, too much blood has been shed and too many people have died, if you persist any longer, more blood will be shed and more people will die, so the most perfect way is for the Sword Sect to leave here and go away." ”

Li Qifeng's expression couldn't help but change.

Zhou Wumin's face showed a strange color.

Zhu Que and Ba Dao's expressions couldn't help but change, and they looked at the old monk.

"Then where should the Sword Sect go?"

Duanmu Yuanhui asked softly.

The old monk showed a hint of a smile, pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "I know that everyone must be worried that once the Sword Sect leaves this place, he will kill again one day and seek revenge from you, right?"

There was silence above the Sword Shrine Peak.

No one answered the old monk's question.

Silence is acknowledgment.

After all, where is the remnant of the Sword Sect's thousand-year-old power, no one dares to guarantee that the Sword Sect will not make a comeback one day, and I am afraid that they will be the ones who will bleed at that time.

The old monk exhaled slowly, looked at Duanmu Yuanhui, and said loudly: "On the border between Taiqian and the Snow Country, there is a three-regardless zone, where is there a city, I don't know if you know?"

"You mean Sin City?"

Zhu Que said hurriedly.

The old monk nodded slowly and said, "It is indeed the Sin City, and that is where the Sword Sect goes." ”

Zhu Que's face couldn't help shaking.

- The Sin City is a place where there is absolutely no law, and there are people who are the most vicious and burdened with blood in the rivers and lakes, and there is no place for the most evil people in the imperial dynasty...... There is no absolute security, there is only killing.

When Zhu Que traveled through the rivers and lakes, he once passed by the city of sin, on the hundreds of years old locust tree at the gate of the city, but it was full of wide-eyed heads, full of trees, it was chilling to look at, at night, no one dared to go out of the city gate, on the locust tree in front of the city gate, countless ghosts were floating, the huge locust tree was growing more and more vigorously, every leaf was verdant and dripping, someone had accidentally cut the bark, and the red juice that flowed out from under the bark was actually red, and some people once said that it was the blood of the dead that the locust tree had absorbed for hundreds of years。

If all the disciples of the Sword Sect arrived in the Sin City, it would be really unpredictable to live or die.

There are endless masters in Sin City, and I am afraid that I regard the disciples of the Sword Sect as lambs to be slaughtered, and maybe the heads of the disciples of the Sword Sect will all be hung on the hundreds of years old locust tree.

Nodding slightly, Zhu Que's eyes narrowed, and the essence light inside flashed out, and he said slowly: "If all the people in the Sword Sect go to Sin City, this is a good idea, but can you be sure that all the Sword Sect disciples will go to Sin City?"

The old monk nodded, looked at Zhu Que, and said, "That's natural, the monks have never spoken, and the disciples of the Sword Sect will definitely go." ”

The old monk looked at Li Qifeng.

Now that Li Qifeng is the head of a sect, all the ideas naturally have to be handled by Li Qifeng.

Li Qifeng's expression became extremely calm.

If the Sword Sect leaves today, it means showing weakness.

The thousand-year-old glory of the Sword Sect is deeply engraved in Li Qifeng's bones, and it is really difficult to let go of this glory.

Li Qifeng slowly closed his eyes.

He was trying to convince himself to let go of the glory that had been engraved in his bones and choose the best way for the Sword Sect.

Between hesitations.

A subtle voice came into Li Qifeng's ears.

It's the butcher's voice.

Soon, a small voice came into Li Qifeng's ears.

It was Gongsun Luo's voice.

Two voices in my ears.

Li Qifeng clenched his fists, his nails pierced into his palms mercilessly, and his body trembled slightly.

"The Sword Sect is willing to go to Sin City. ”

Li Qifeng said in a flat tone.

Words spoken.

It seemed to expend all his strength, and a drop of blood flowed out of his palm.

Blood dripped.

Stain the ground red.

Li Qifeng's expression showed a hint of a smile.

"Guys—satisfied now?"

There was a chill in his tone.

Zhu Que smiled slightly, with a hint of arrogance in his expression, and said softly: "This kind of ending is naturally the best." ”

――Entering Sin City, even if your Sword Sect disciple has a few abilities, he will have to pay a heavy price.