The tyrant's words almost didn't scare the souls of everyone in the Sword Gate.

All the disciples retreated one after another, and several elders were also a little uncomfortable.

Its head Gu Cunyi frowned, and his face changed blue and white.

"I said what kind of expressions you have, I really want to be friends with you. ”

The tyrant's eyes widened, but unfortunately he was not cute at all, but it made these warriors feel that he was completely teasing everyone.

Steel Shield rubbed his temples with a little headache, stepped forward a few times, and pushed the tyrant hard: "Don't talk nonsense, we should go back." ”

"Don't worry, I'll talk to the gossip gate again. The tyrant said with no change of heart.

In the direction of the Bagua Gate, up to the head of the sect and down to the disciples on the edge, they all lowered their heads, pretending that I didn't understand anything.

"Tyrant. ”

Tang Xie also noticed this scene, smiled angrily, and lowered his voice, "It's time to go." ”

Three short words, but they made the tyrant tremble for no reason.

A smirk crept out of his face, and the tyrant became surprisingly obedient, followed the steel shield, and walked away.

All the warriors exhaled in unison.

Finally boiled these plague gods away.

Some people feel lucky, but others are hateful.

Because it was not only Tang Xie and his gang who walked, but also the half-yin bloodline that their nine sects had worked so hard to find over the years.

"Evil brother, it's all half-yin blood women. ”

At this moment, the barricade brought eight girls, Zhengsedao.

Tang Xie nodded, looking at it calmly.

Except for one or two who were martial artists, the others were ordinary people, and they gathered together, like injured little animals, looking at everything strange and mysterious around them.

In the past few decades, if not hundreds of years, I don't know how many similar girls have been sent to the Sanqing Hall to live a nightmarish life of sacrifices.

"If you didn't agree to the conditions......"

Tang Xie suddenly turned his head and looked at the Sanqing Hall and the people of the Nine Gates, "I will definitely beat you up again now." ”

The words fell, and Tang Xie strode forward with a meteor.

Only a group of stunned, red-faced warriors were left.

Long.

None of the Sword Forge Valley has been able to return to a normal atmosphere.

Even the benevolent Feng Chongyang Hall Lord had a straight face at this time, and a gloomy aura loomed.

"Heroes, if there are people who want to stay and visit, there will be disciples of the Taiqing Hall to lead, and those who want to leave can follow the original path. ”

Feng Chongyang stood up, confessed these words, suddenly flicked his sleeves, and left a sentence when leaving, "Zhenghao, you come with me." ”

Somehow, Chu Zhenghao felt a slight outburst in his heart.

The two of them walked one after the other, and quickly walked into the main hall behind the ring.

Feng Chongyang waved his long sleeves lightly.

Bang!

The door of the temple closed by itself, and the vision of the bright hall suddenly became much darker.

Chu Zhenghao's body also trembled, and he asked carefully: "Hall Master, why did you call the disciples here?"

"Do you see where the Holy Sword is going?"

Feng Chongyang had his back to him, so he couldn't see his expression clearly, but his voice was extremely dignified, and he looked completely different in front of everyone, "I mean, did the court demon really take away the holy sword." ”

Chu Zhenghao didn't dare to talk nonsense, and after thinking about it carefully, he slowly spoke: "The disciple only dares to say that there is an eighty percent probability." ”

"And what about the remaining two percent?"

"Maybe it's still in Luoxia Mountain. Chu Zhenghao showed a look of reminiscence, and briefly described the previous battle, "Although the court demon's final blow is powerful, I always feel that his move is far-fetched, and even thinks that he is driven by the holy sword, if my guess is correct, then he will also be attacked by the holy sword, I am afraid that he will not be able to get out of Luoxia Mountain, and he will die of anger, but ...... The disciple couldn't open his eyes at that time because of the sword light, and only saw a little scene. ”

He didn't know that Feng Chongyang's face was close to freezing at this time.

After a while, he spit out two words heavily: "Sure enough!"

"Hall Master, what is it?"

"The lord recognized by the holy sword is not a court demon. Feng Chongyang frowned.

"If it's not him, who could it be?"

Chu Zhenghao subconsciously blurted out, and suddenly, he remembered someone, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes, "Could it be that Tang Xie is that villain?"

When Feng Chongyang took a deep breath and nodded, Chu Zhenghao felt that he was a little out of breath.

That's the Snow Dragon Holy Sword!

The terrifying existence of the twenty-seven divine soldiers, going back and developing backwards, is a priceless treasure.

As a result, as soon as Tang Xie made a move, he became the owner of the holy sword, and this is still an irreversible thing.

If Tang Xie died, the Snow Dragon Sacred Sword would be reduced to a scrap of iron, and no one would be able to stimulate its true power.

Thinking of this, Chu Zhenghao couldn't help but urge his internal qi, and his bones crackled, as if he was venting his dissatisfaction.

"Calm down, to be precise, Tang Xie can't be completely regarded as the master of the Holy Sword. ”

Feng Chongyang urged angrily, however, his face was not much better than Chu Zhenghao, "As you said, the holy sword is the last blow urged by the hand of the court demon, and at that time, the holy sword has already recognized the master, but with the power of Tang Xie, it is not enough to make the holy sword succumb, and the holy sword will resist and seriously injure Tang Xie, so to speak, now the holy sword is only in a state of semi-recognition." ”

Chu Zhenghao's expression was overjoyed, and he hurriedly asked, "Is it still possible to restore the Holy Sword to an ownerless state?"

"Of course there is, otherwise why would I want you to give up the pursuit of the court demons?"

Speaking of this, Feng Chongyang suddenly let out a sneer, "Within ten days, if Tang Xie can't subdue the Holy Sword, the Holy Sword will return to the ownerless state. ”

Hearing this, Chu Zhenghao completely understood.

Letting go of the court demon had nothing to do with the dry bone poisonous mist at all, but to isolate Tang Xie from the Snow Dragon Holy Sword.

The Lord of the Wind Hall invited Tang Xie to stay in the Taiqing Hall to heal and recuperate, and it was the same reason.

"As the hall master, he has considered it too thoroughly. Chu Zhenghao couldn't help but pat himself for a while.

"It's still far from complete!"

Feng Chongyang's eyes tightened unkindly, "You also said that the court demon was also seriously injured, in case he died on the escape route, and happened to be touched by Tang Xie and the others, wouldn't the holy sword return to Tang Xie's hands?"

The rosiness on Chu Zhenghao's face faded in an instant, and his whole face turned blue: "Disciple, this is going to send someone to track down Tang Xie!"

"It's not enough to just track him, if necessary, let him follow the Holy Sword directly...... Yin and Yang are separated!"

"Because of him, the Sanqing Palace can no longer refine the Pure Yin Treasure Pill, so he should also pay some price for this. ”

"One more thing, we must find the court demon and bring back the holy sword!"

At this time, Feng Chongyang's aura completely changed.

There is no longer any easy-going, friendly thing.

It's sinister and crazy.

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