"Don't be nervous. ”

Long Xingyun smiled sappingly, and said softly, "Senior Brother Jin, there is indeed such a saying in the martial arts world, besides, if Master Weng has a complete sword technique in his hand, how can he be willing to live in the Nine Sects, maybe ...... It has long been on par with our Sanqing Palace. ”

The words are said with a smile, but it always sounds like a yin and yang weirdness.

It seems that Long Xingyun has a deep grudge against the Heart Sword Technique.

Weng Jian's face changed, and he didn't dare to say more.

"The hall master doesn't know. ”

The corners of Jin Ming's mouth pursed a sneer of disdain, "This heart sword technique is notoriously obscure, with the talent of Weng Zhangmen, I am afraid that he will not be able to comprehend the true meaning of the sword technique, the heart sword sect has its current status, it is a matter of course, it cannot be explained because of this, the complete sword technique is not in his hands." ”

Long Xingyun turned his gaze lightly and looked at Weng Jian: "Is there such a thing?"

"This ......"

Weng Jian was stunned for a while, and after organizing the language for a long time, he spoke, "What Elder Jin said is right, but the complete sword technique is indeed not in my hand......

Without waiting for him to finish, Long Xingyun directly interrupted: "Hand over the sword technique." ”

"Huh?"

"Master Weng, you also know that there will be a battle between the two halls and Tang Xie and others, and you must know yourself and your opponent, so the heart sword technique of your sect is very important. ”

Hearing this, Weng Jian's face changed, he took out a thread-bound ancient book, and sighed: "I only have a broken sword technique in my hand, if you need it, then take it." ”

Bang!

As soon as the words fell, Weng Jian suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and then his entire vision rushed backwards in a hurry.

He was shocked out of the hall by a sudden force.

Twenty-four ribs, half of which were directly broken.

The blood is churning, and the internal breath is chaotic.

"Weng Jian, Hugh wants to toast and not eat, eat and punish wine. ”

Long Xingyun's voice, with a sense of destruction, slowly came from the hall, "I believe you don't want the Heart Sword Gate to be lost in your hands like this, right?"

The extreme coldness instantly poured Weng Jian through.

He didn't expect that Long Xingyun would use the destruction of the door to blackmail him!

No wonder, the Shangqing Hall wants to summon all the disciples of the Heart Sword Sect here.

"I really don't have a complete sword technique, but I can get it from Tang Xie. ”

Enduring the pain as if he was turning over the river and the sea, Weng Jian said with difficulty, "Dragon Hall Lord, I need time. ”

Long Xingyun's complexion suddenly softened, and magically returned to the gentle face just now: "No problem, Senior Brother Jin, take Weng Sect Master and them down to rest, and assist him to ask for the sword technique." ”

"Yes!"

Immediately after, a strong wind blew in his face, and Jin Ming had already appeared in front of Weng Jian, and said with a cold face, "Master Weng, take your disciples, come with me." ”

With a strong breath back, Weng Jian dragged his heavy body and slowly left with him.

The elders and disciples followed behind, their faces like ashes.

Eventually, they were taken to the back mountain, in the most ordinary chambers.

"Elder Jin, can you let our head rest for a while, after all, it is the power of the Dragon Hall Lord, and I am afraid that he will ...... the master," said a Heart Sword Sect elder with courage.

"Hmph, eventful!"

Jin Min snorted dissatisfiedly, and casually threw out a cloth bag, "Put all your mobile phones in it, and when you want to call, I'll give it to you." ”

The crowd felt a great humiliation, but they had to do it.

After handing it in, they were able to go back to their rooms to rest.

The moment the door was closed, many of the Heart Sword Sect elders showed anger in their eyes.

"What kind of martial artist supreme is this, it's clearly a group of robbers and ruffians!"

"Look at this broken house, what's the difference between it and a prisoner?"

"Let's be quiet, then Elder Jin is thoughtful, if he doesn't go far, won't our words hit the muzzle of the gun again?"

A cautious elder spoke, and the others suddenly shivered as if they had stepped on an electric door, so nervous that they held their breath and looked out of the door.

Fortunately, there was no movement.

"Ahem!"

Suddenly, Weng Jian coughed violently a few times, breaking the tense atmosphere.

All the elders and disciples gathered around and said worriedly, "Master, how are you?"

"A few ribs have been poked into the lungs, and alas, I'm afraid I'm going to fall to the root of the disease. ”

squeezed out a wry smile, and then, Weng Jian's voice became a little heavier, "Everyone, our Heart Sword Sect may really be destroyed here." ”

Everyone trembled, and instantly guessed the meaning of the master.

He didn't have any intention of calling Tang Xie, even if he wanted to fight, it was definitely not to ask for the complete sword technique.

"Master, you're doing the right thing!"

"If it weren't for Tang Xie, we would have been killed by the demons of the court at the Heavenly Sacrifice, where would we be today?"

"Human death, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather, we must not betray our friends for our own lives!"

All the elders, as well as most of the core disciples, expressed their willingness to die together for Tang Xie.

The other younger disciples, trembling with fear, were struggling to hold on, and none of them objected.

"Good!"

Weng Jian's eyes instantly turned red, and he said in a trembling voice, "Senior brothers, disciples, it is the luck of my heart to have you!"

That's when it happened.

The door suddenly opened a crack.

A black shadow, like a flash of light, instantly penetrated in.

He was a young man dressed in black.

He didn't deliberately hide his breath, and appeared directly in front of everyone.

"Who are you?"

The elders were like a great enemy, competing to stand in front of Weng Jian.

The young man showed a friendly smile and clasped his fists at everyone: "You don't know each other, but, my boss, you must know each other." ”

"Boss?"

"Why is this title so familiar?"

"Wait, that's what you're talking about!"

Everyone was shocked in unison, and their eyes were so exaggerated and exaggerated.

At the Great Sacrifice of the Heavens, there were three young people who shocked the world, and called another peerless Tianjiao, the boss.

"Well, my boss, named Tang Xie!"

When the name was spoken, there was also a hint of pride in the young man's eyes.

Hearing this, Weng Jian hurriedly pushed aside the few elders in front of him and said hard: "Shaoxia, are you with Tianyang?"

"Gu Tianyang, his code name is Shura, and he is my brother. ”

The young man smiled and patiently explained, and when he finally gained Weng Jian's trust, his expression became slightly solemn, "I'm here to save you out." ”

"Out, out?"

The crowd was petrified in an instant.

This is Dongxuan Mountain, where all the masters of the Shangqing Hall gather.

Not to mention going down the mountain, even if they walk out of this door, I'm afraid it will be a great difficulty.

The young man first took out a pill and handed it to Weng Jian, and then spoke: "Don't worry, I have basically walked every inch of this cave Xuanshan Mountain, and I will take you down the mountain as if I were leaving my own home." ”

Between the words, it reveals great confidence!

Weng Jian was suspicious, and couldn't help but lower his head and look at the pill.

Then, jaw-dropping again.

"Baihuandan!"