Seeing the four worshippers standing in place stunned, as if they had been struck by lightning, the last trace of patience in Yan Qingrui's heart was also exhausted. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She put the Xuanyue Sword into the sheath and said, "Divine stick, you guys talk slowly, I'm leaving!"

As she spoke, she turned around without any fuss, and with a tap of her feet, she swept up the roof.

With this move, she deeply felt the benefits of having an internal force foundation, it was not difficult to get on the roof with her skills, and the glimpse of the light and parkour could also be very chic and relaxed.

But that kind of ease is not the same as the current one.

It seems that there is an inexhaustible power in her body all of a sudden, which makes her body as light as a swallow, makes her qi like a rainbow, and even her mood seems to be much better.

According to Xuyun's words, it seems that it is only ten years of internal force.

Ten years is enough.

She is not greedy.

When she was together, the four major offerings who were fighting with the four major worshippers saw that he was gone, and they didn't care whether what Xuyun said was true or false, and the four figures swished towards Yan Qingrui's side, blocking in front of her.

Yan Qingrui's feet were stunned, her clothes were blown by the night wind, fluttering like a fairy, and the silver mask couldn't hide her clear eyes, nor could she hide her powerful aura.

The four great worshippers said, "You can't go!"

She looked at her coldly and said, "What?"

The old man said: "I haven't figured out whether you are the sword master yet, if you leave, where else can we find out?"

Yan Qingrui snorted lightly and said, "Even if I am the sword master, what does it have to do with you?"

The figure in the dark also appeared, it was actually a young man in his twenties, and the man in gray said: "Of course it matters, our four major worshippers, the four elders, are all responsible for protecting the sword, if the sword recognizes the master, the sword master is our master, this matter naturally has to be clarified!"

Yan Qingrui glanced at them, chuckled, and said, "You don't have to worry about it, it's right that I am the sword master, otherwise, the Xuanyue Sword can't be used by me." But you go back to where you came from!"

The old man cocked his beard and said, "Little doll, what do you mean by this?"

Yan Qingrui said lightly: "It means that I don't look down on subordinates like you!"

The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "You little doll is too crazy to talk, no one has spoken to us like this in this life, even if Su Chongjing, you have to respect us a little!"

Obviously, Yan Qingrui's words were pulling the hatred of the four major offerings together, Yan Qingrui smiled contemptuously, and said, "Am I crazy or are you useless? Do you know how long this Xuanyue Sword has been in my hands? Is this how your so-called sword guard is protected? Even if the sword is stolen, shouldn't you be the first to find out? But what about you?"

The four major worshippers were silent, and the gray-clothed man blushed and said: "That's because the sword is not in our hands, Su Chongjian has built another place to hide the sword, and we only have a chance to contact the Xuanyue Sword once in three months!"

The contempt in Yan Qingrui's eyes became even stronger, she hooked the corners of her lips, revealing a hint of contempt, and said: "Since you have the responsibility of protecting the sword, you should be inseparable from the sword, but your ears are so soft, and you are being played with by Su Chongjing without knowing it, you are really old, you should continue to return to the worship building of the Famous Sword Villa to recuperate!"

As she spoke, Yan Qingrui swept past the old man and didn't look back.