However, after waiting for a long time, she couldn't wait for the long sword to fall, but the coldness between her eyebrows really existed, and Xuan Hongyue couldn't help but open her eyes.

It's just a fraction of a second!

Sen Ran's killing intent followed the blade against Xuan Hongyue's eyebrows, as long as Peng Jiayi gently handed over the long sword, he could take his life, but why-

"I don't know which master is here? Under Peng Jiayi, the sect master of the Western Regions Heart Demon Sect, please show up!" Peng Jiayi's back was already wet with cold sweat, and the strange child could see it clearly behind him, and he really felt the composure in Peng Jiayi's words.

Not to mention Xuan Hongyue, whose sight was completely blocked by the sword blade, even the seven famous and decent disciples around him didn't know why, why did this old thief stop there and stay motionless?

Peng Jiayi also knew that he was suffering, obviously the hateful stinky boy was close in front of him, and he could send him to death with just a little light, but not only could the sword in his hand not move, but even he himself couldn't move.

"Senior, senior, if there is anything you can't come out to discuss, as long as you can do it in the future, I will definitely handle it properly for you."

After waiting for a long time, Peng Jiayi still didn't hear the answer he wanted, and he even wondered if anyone was watching nearby, but the stiffness of his body clearly told him that the person was still there, and the martial arts were unfathomable!

At this time, the eight young people still didn't know the situation, and they all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Xuan Hongyue rolled on a donkey, escaped from the oppressive sword of death, and turned over to stand up, retreated to Zhang Wenguang and the others, and hugged them with a smile, and everyone hugged their fists in return.

Peng Jiayi was indifferent to the person who insulted him slipping away from under his nose, and it was hard to imagine that he was going to put Xuan Hongyue to death.

"Hey, what do you say is going on, is the old thief standing up there, motionless, if it weren't for his old thief's eyebrows and rat eyes, and his mouth is still chattering more and more, maybe he really thinks he is a dead man" As soon as he got out of danger, Xuan Hongyue began to tease Peng Jiayi like a cannon.

Murong Rongrong smiled and said, "Master Xuan's speech is so interesting. ”

With Xuan Hongyue's voice, it is estimated that everyone present knows who his surname is.

Ximen Kaizhi had never seen Murong Rongrong smile at him like this, and he was a little distracted for a while, staring at Xuan Hongyue and not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhang Wenguang smiled heartily and said, "Brother Xuan is really a man of temperament, in Xia Wudang Zhang Wenguang, thank you very much for sacrificing your life to save us, but it's a pity that the thief's magic voice attack in my body, I don't know why the meridians are blocked, the qi and blood are blocked, and the action is restricted, otherwise I will immediately pull you to the tavern to have a drink." ”

Xuan Hongyue touched her nose and said embarrassedly, "Hey, Brother Zhang is serious, just as the so-called road is uneven, pull out a knife to help." But once this matter is over, he will drink with his brothers, and he will not get drunk and go home. ”

After a pause, Xuan Hongyue said, "It's not a matter of being so stiff, is there a way to dredge your meridians, let's run away." ”

Ouyang Nanpu took over and said, "Brother Xuan, I heard that the elders in the family said that the exercises of the Western Regions Heart Demon Sect are secretive, and they are good at using magic sounds to erode people's hearts, and after a long time, they will plant demon roots in their hearts, as long as they hear his flute, their minds will involuntarily obey orders." Now I am afraid that the internal force we are waiting for will not be able to get rid of it for a while. ”

"Amitabha, donors, the little monk can unlock this demon root, but it will take half an hour, then..."

This time, everyone didn't choke him again, they all calmed down, thinking about the next countermeasures.

Xuan Hongyue didn't think about it so much, plus he was an idle master, and when he was indifferent to Peng Jiayi's provocations and insults, he hit the idea on the seniors who had not yet appeared.

I saw Xuan Hongyue take a deep breath, and when she was about to roar, she felt that August 15 was tight, and suddenly a dog gnawed and lay on the ground.

Everyone only heard a gentle voice in their ears—

"Don't shout, just come out. ”

Poof-

Everyone present was instantly angry, but no one dared to laugh, so they could only hold back, even Peng Jiayi, who was stopped from acting, without exception.

Without him, they all recognized the man in white who suddenly appeared.

White hair, white clothes.

Live up to the long sword, and ten thousand swords come.

Don't say a word, all words add to it.

A sword listens to the wind, and a sword listens to the wind.

Some people call him the sword god, but he is the sword saint in everyone's hearts-

Listen to the wind.

I saw that he was full of white hair and had a gentle temperament, and he wanted to see his appearance clearly, but he always seemed to see a cloud.

White clothes are better than snow, and white hair is holy.

With a flick of their sleeves, the seven young people felt a cool air flow in the meridians, and the discomfort in their bodies was blown away by a gust of wind in an instant.

"Thank you, the Sword God (Sword Saint) came to help!" everyone was stunned for a moment, and immediately bowed down and said respectfully.

Xuan Hongyue finally got up, rubbed her buttocks, and muttered, "What are you doing, who kicked the old man..."

"Ouch mom," Xuan Hongyue straightened up with a carp, rubbed her palms, and looked at Kuayanfeng flatteringly, "It turned out to be the sword god, your old man is here, the kid is far away, don't say hello!"

Xuan Hongyue only felt that a gust of wind was blowing in his face, and he was poked in the center of his eyebrows by a sword finger, and in an instant, it seemed that thousands of images poured into his mind, making him have a splitting headache, and he fell to the ground and fainted again.

Listen.

"You boys, let's go back first, and by the way, take the chatter on the ground, as for you-"

Peng Jiayi suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, a sword-like gaze swept over his face, and hurriedly said, "Senior, the little old man has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, I don't know that your old man is so far, please forgive the little old man's life..."

His gaze did not linger, and he turned to the strange child, only to see that his face was not afraid, but he squinted a pair of small eyes and stared at the mist, as if he wanted to see the admirable face in the mist—

"I shouldn't have meddled in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, so don't worry, but I saw an interesting person, and I was a little happy, so I accepted a registered disciple, and you can take your little apprentice away in an hour——"

The ethereal voice rippled in the surrounding mountains and forests, and everyone present saw that figure, but in their hearts, it was as if they couldn't catch the existence of that person.

If it weren't for Xuan someone still lying motionless on the ground, he really wouldn't have appeared in the wind -

"Hey, you say, is this also called 'some hearts are happy to accept a named apprentice'?" asked Simon Kaizhi, looking at everyone suspiciously.

"Sort of?" everyone hesitated, but when they thought of Xuan Hongyue being kicked down, they shook their heads in unison.

Zhang Wenguang picked up Xuan Hongyue on the ground and took the lead in leaving, "Go back, there is nothing for us here." ”

——— Split ———

Xuan Hongyue's hoarse voice was not loud, a little thick, and she just told it quietly, on the martial arts competition stage, off the stage, and even in the entire martial arts conference venue, everyone listened carefully to this part of the past.

And Xuan Hongyue's tone seems to be remembering, reminiscing, and lingering, which is always unpredictable, but the martial arts people present seem to have heard the shocking secrets on the rivers and lakes, and their hearts are extremely shocked and excited, and there is even a yearning, which is exhausted with the telling-

Obviously, the seven sect branch leaders who came to take revenge were also attracted by this past, but Xuan Hongyue didn't intend to continue to sell Guanzi, and she didn't wait for everyone to digest these things, so she continued-

Things are not as magnificent and thrilling as you think, I did have a good relationship with your elders back then, and I am not afraid of your jokes, the eight of us have had a falling out, as for the reason.

Xuan Hongyue glanced at the virtuous talents of the Murong family, just because of this, the ancestor of your family has also insulted my master, but my old master has been absent from the Central Plains for many years.

But in the end, it's a fateful relationship between us, and no matter how much trouble we make, I won't nullify their martial arts for no reason.

Actually, they didn't blame me, but the demon roots in their hearts were deep, and they ended up depressed.

I'm pretty sure that the master must have eliminated their demon roots back then, but I can't tell what went wrong, so I went to the Western Regions for ten years to investigate!

Decade!

In order to investigate this matter thoroughly, I almost lost my life, if it wasn't for the eightfold breakthrough of my heart, I might have been killed by Peng Bingding's guy.

Don't tell me, just open your mouth, I guess Peng Bingding is not dead now, with my fierce sword Liuzhong, I just barely fought with him, and there are rumors on the rivers and lakes that the fierce sword technique is comparable to a sword listening to the wind.

Before he went to the Western Regions, the old man almost believed it!

Don't you boys want to know what happened ten years ago, it's far more serious than you think!

I also wonder that even if the eight of us made an awkward fuss, we wouldn't make a mess of the rivers and lakes, and the struggle was chaotic and started at a moment's notice, it turned out that Peng Bingding secretly used the magic flute to control their minds, and what was even more sad was that they didn't know it at all, thinking that I was arguing!

Xuan Hongyue ripped off his shirt, revealing an extremely hideous scar, from his chest to his abdomen, and he pointed to this scar.

Peng Bingding is indeed a good method, the three swordsmen brought from the Western Regions, their martial arts are not inferior to Zhang Wenguang in any way, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's desperate fight to scare Peng Bingding away, just killing the three swordsmen would cost me half my life!

You are also very curious, what did I say at that time to get Wenguang and them to allow me to abolish martial arts, it's a pity that Lao Tzu won't tell you.

However, it must be clear that back then, this scar had not healed yet, and they still knew a little, alas, unfortunately, if they could have found it earlier, they would not have let the magic sound erode the meridians, and I would not...

As he spoke, Xuan Hongyue seemed to be a little choked, but he covered it up well, and everyone listened attentively, but they didn't notice it.

In short, when the martial arts of your parents were abolished, I, Xuan Hongyue, were worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth, and I also personally went to the Western Regions Heart Demon Sect to make a big fuss, and I didn't dare to personally confirm whether I avenged them or not-

But none of the remnants of the Heart Demon Sect remained.

The tone was light.

In a word, it seems to be bloodstained between heaven and earth!

"I see... So that's what happened..."The seven people on the jousting platform muttered to themselves, looking dazed.

Those people in the audience were extremely shocked by Xuan Hongyue's last words, and even a little frightened.

But after all, the Western Regions Demon Sect...

It turned out that in the past ten years, Xuan Hongyue went to the Western Regions, no wonder that in one night, the Fierce Sword Sect disappeared without a trace.

The mood of the crowd is quite mixed.

——— Split ———

"Anyway, this matter is over, the rivers and lakes belong to you young people. ”

Looking at the complicated expressions of everyone in the arena, Xuan Hongyue said slowly.

"Also, I held a martial arts conference this time, which is nothing more than to collect a group of disciples for the sect, and by the way, let me tell you that the Burning Sword Sect has decided to settle in Jiangcheng. ”

Suddenly, the venue of the martial arts conference became noisy again, discussing the possibility of joining the Fierce Sword Sect.

And the seven people in power on the competition platform were whispering there, as if they were discussing something, and after a while, it seemed that a consensus had been reached.

At this time, Dugu Yuanshan took a step forward, hugged his fists and said, "Xuan Ancestor, today's nephews and grandchildren are really rude, I don't dare to ask the ancestor to understand, but I will express my great apologies to you, and after the Fierce Sword Sect Mansion is settled in the future, I will personally bring gifts to visit the door." ”

As he spoke, the six people behind him all bowed and apologized.

"That's it, you are all old men who grew up watching from childhood, what to apologize and what to apologize for. Xuan Hongyue waved her hand and said, "If there is nothing to do, let's go down, there will be a banquet in the martial arts mansion in the evening, remember to come and have a glass of wine." ”

After thinking about it, Xuan Hongyue handed out a booklet and said, "I haven't seen you for so many years, and I haven't brought any gifts with me, this is the old man's experience in the heart nature sutra that he has sorted out in the past ten years, take it, if I could have realized the heart nature sutra earlier, maybe this kind of thing wouldn't have happened..."

Xuan Hongyue let out a long sigh.

Dugu Yuanshan respectfully took the book and thanked him, "Thank you, Ancestor, we will definitely listen to Ancestor's teachings." ”

Ouyang Yifan hesitated for a moment, then took a step forward and said, "Xuan Old Ancestor, the previous martial arts conference should have elected a martial arts alliance leader, look at you..."

"No, the old man won't take care of the mundane things in the rivers and lakes. Xuan Hongyue refused.

"This—" The seven looked a little lost.

"Well, the old man is not afraid of cronyism. Xuan Hongyue has not changed from when he was young, he said complacently, "The old man has an apprentice, who is passed down by himself, No, did you see the kid on the viewing platform, that's right, it is the kid in the rivers and mountains, he is definitely qualified to be the leader of the martial arts alliance." ”

"Jiangshan Liu?" the seven rulers glanced at each other and nodded secretly, "Then I will follow the orders of Xuan Lao Zu." ”

Hearing the reply, Xuan Hongyue looked at the martial arts competition stage, and said loudly, "Well, you all heard it, the leader of this martial arts alliance was appointed by Jiang Shanliu, what are you not convinced, you can compete casually in this martial arts competition, rest assured, the old man will never interfere." ”

"Since it was the idea of the seniors, I don't dare to disobey. "In the venue of the martial arts conference, there is no shortage of people who want to join the Burning Sword Sect, since it was Xuan Hongyue's proposal, they naturally should accept it.

So, after Jiang Suiming announced a number of corresponding matters, everyone left happily.

Today's martial arts conference, to gather so many martial arts people, is really a grand occasion in the past ten years, some people wrote poems:

Martial arts conference gathering heroes,

Fierce sword style who fights the enemy.

The true legend of the alliance leader of the rivers and mountains,

There is nothing to do here.

(The Central Plains martial arts has come to an end, and it's time to talk about the villain)