"Eleven people with sword collars, see the owner. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "Like the Refining Snow Hall, no one left the sword collar, and under the leadership of Chu Chi, it was not neatly lined up.

Without the awe-inspiring aura of the Blood Refining Secret Hall, the sound of the reply was also uneven, if the eighty-five people of the Blood Refining Dark Hall were regarded as a whole, then the sword collar was a straggler fighting for their own battles, but no one present dared to regard them as a rabble.

Chu Chi didn't stop, and floated directly in front of everyone in the sword collar, without saying a word, or even looking at it.

"The hall master of the precept hall, Chi Yan, see the owner of the village."

Crossing the collar of the sword and walking in front of the team in the Discipline Hall, Chi Yan's words did not have much confidence.

"There should be sixty-two people in the precept hall, and it is ...... There were twenty-five people. In the end, the dignified eight-foot man was ashamed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Although it was not like the people in the lower four halls who were almost all gone, Chi Yan never imagined that the personnel of the Discipline Hall led by him would lose so much, and what he didn't expect was that among the people who left, there were even former commanders and guards.

"Twenty-five, quite a few. Chi Yan, tell me, with these twenty-five people, can you rebuild the Hall of Precepts. Zhan Bai didn't have the slightest reproach, and even patted Chi Yan's shoulder seriously, and asked.

"Yes? Yes!!!!! The initial hesitation, with Zhanbai's encouragement, immediately turned into firmness, unparalleled firmness.

Zhan Bai nodded with satisfaction and strode over.

In the Shenji Camp, Ning Xiaoning was a little bored and didn't know what to play with, and sometimes he didn't forget to provoke Lanling standing next to him. Behind the two women, there were more than 20 people.

At the beginning of the establishment of the Shenji Battalion, there were actually only four people, Ning Xiaoning, Lan Ling, and Duanmuyun and Li An, who were bought, and later, from the newly recruited 1,000 gangs, there were 24 people. That is to say, there are only twenty-eight people in total, and these twenty-eight people, in the eyes of outsiders, are almost all old, weak, sick and disabled, and their combat effectiveness is weak. But that's the case, after this catastrophe, the number of people who left was very small.

If Zhan Bai was relieved that all the members of the Refining Snow Hall were complete, then the Shenji Battalion had to surprise Zhan Bai, and even looked at him differently.

According to Zhanbai's understanding of Lanling, she should not have this ability, so the only one left is Ning Xiaoning.

is a good Shenji battalion, a good Ning Xiaoning, and there is no investment in vain.

In front of the Shenji Battalion, Zhanbai did not stop, not because he didn't pay attention to it, on the contrary, just because he believed in Ning Xiaoning.

The last dozen or so people left are the remaining people in the entire outer hall.

"Thank you for not abandoning Sword Hell Villa, but for your safety, you might as well leave. I'll give you double your severance pay later. Zhan Bai walked over, and although what he said was not good, it was extremely pertinent.

These dozen or so people, their cultivation is not high, their combat power is not strong, and they have no skills to be favored by the Shenji Battalion, Zhanbai doesn't know what the reason made them choose to stay, but no matter what, he must receive this love.

"How many of us does the owner look down on?" One person walked out, not much anger, and his expression was very calm.

"I just don't understand why you're staying. I'll tell you the truth, the rumors you may have heard before are true, the Sword Hell Villa has encountered an enemy, a very powerful kind. I'm grateful that you stayed, and that's why I don't want you to lose your lives because of this. Zhan Bai replied equally calmly.

"Then why can." The gang pointed to the Blood Refining Hall, to the collar of the sword, to the Discipline Hall, and finally to the Divine Machine Camp.

For some reason, in the face of this ordinary gang, Zhan Bai was speechless.

yes, why can others stay, but they can't?

At this moment, Zhanbai himself couldn't deny it, perhaps, subconsciously, he really looked down on these people.

"What's your name?" After a long time, Zhan Bai asked.

"Nie Xiaofan." The man replied.

As the name suggests, the appearance is very ordinary, the qualifications are very ordinary, although the age is not big, it looks like he is in his twenties, and the cultivation of the six products is not low, but it lacks the temperament of the strong.

"Can you tell me why you stayed?"

"Because this is my home."

Zhan Bai guessed countless possibilities, but he didn't expect it to be this answer.

Is this my home?

is such a simple answer, but it moved Zhanbai.

"You too?" Zhan Bai looked at the others behind Nie Xiaofan.

"Yes, this is our home." Everyone's face was filled with calm happiness.

This is a group of people who are content and happy, and at the same time have a normal heart. Although he has only been in Sword Hell Villa for a short time, only a few days, he has truly regarded this place as his home.

Since it is home, there is naturally no reason to abandon it, even if it is death, it must be guarded.

The reason is very simple, but there are a few people who really understand, at least Zhanbai's conscious realm is not so high. He was more of a prodigal son by comparison.

"Do you want to learn the sword?" After a long silence, Zhan Bai suddenly spoke.

More than a dozen people were a little confused, not knowing what Zhanbai meant.

"Hehe, if you want to stay, no matter what you learned before, in the future, you must change to learn swords." Zhan Bai changed to an undoubted command tone this time.

"Yes."

"Whatever."

"As long as you stay, you can do anything."

The answers are not the same, but they mean the same thing.

"Very well, then you can learn swords from me." After Zhan Bai left a sentence, he turned around and left, and re-boarded the Dianjiang stage, where Qin Yin looked at everything with a smile on his face.

On the surface, the future of Sword Prison Villa seems to be bleak, but Qin Yin is clear that as long as there is a group of people in the audience and Zhan Bai is there, Sword Prison Villa will never disappear.

"From now on, the Sword Prison Villa will die out and be officially renamed the Sword Prison Villa." Zhan Bai walked up to the platform, looked at the less than two hundred people below, and raised his voice.

Well?

Everyone was stunned, the owner of the village couldn't have suffered some blow, he couldn't say anything clearly.

Sword Prison Villa renamed Sword Prison Villa? Is there a difference?

"I know what's going on in people's minds. You heard me right, and I didn't say it wrong. In the past, the Sword Prison Villa was a gang, and the Sword Prison Villa in the future will be a sect. And I, Zhanbai, am the master of one of your sects. As soon as the words fell, Zhan Bai tore off the white veil covering his eyes.

For the first time, in addition to the sound of the piano, in front of people, he showed his pair of love pupils!

Hula!!!!

No matter how much cultivation they are or how much combat power they have, they are all people of Xuan Xiu, and at such a distance, Zhanbai's strange pupils clearly came into view, and suddenly caused a commotion.

Is that the human eye? Aren't all eyes round, how can anyone be born with sword-shaped pupils? No wonder they cover their eyes with white veils all day long.

The unknown always brings people inexplicable awe, and this is the best portrayal, even the eighty-five evil qi who have been trained by the sea of blood in the Blood Refining Dark Hall are trembling at this time.

Bu Ming has been a blockbuster, revealing his peculiar love pupils, Zhan Bai is still not satisfied, unknown, will switch the life, the demon heart that has been suppressed for a long time is revealed.

Rumble!!!!

A suffocating momentum radiated from Zhanbai's body and swept across the entire schoolyard.

"This—this is ...... The demon ......" mutated too quickly, and the startled sound of the piano almost did not reveal the identity of the white demon.

Demon, and judging from this powerful momentum, cultivation is even equivalent to the Taixuan realm of Xuan Xiu.

Qiang !!!

A sharp sword roar emanated from Zhan Bai's body, and it condensed into a sword-shaped sound wave visible to the naked eye, with a momentum like destroying the world, soaring straight into the sky.

At this moment, the sky under the night seemed to have been pierced out of a huge hole, condensing a whirlpool of air currents above the nine heavens, and it was bottomless.