"We want to see Jian Cangtian and let him come out and give us an explanation!" The rioting crowd roared in front of the gates of the forbidden land.

"That's right, let Jian Cangtian come out to see us!"

"Let the Sword Lord come out to meet us"

......

Seeing this, the disciples guarding in front of the gate of the forbidden land immediately went straight to the main hall of the Sword Palace to report, and the people who were still discussing strategies to deal with the ghost sect in the main hall also had different expressions after hearing the disciple's hurried report.

Tsing Yi, who was already angry, glanced around at the people in front of him, and found that this group of people seemed to have thoughts, so he snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves violently, turned his head and left.

Jian Cangyun was also shocked in his heart, on weekdays, there is a great name in the Sword Palace, who dares to come to the Sword Palace to make trouble, but now, not only are there fierce tigers outside, but there are hungry wolves at home, if this is not handled well, I am afraid that I don't have to wait for the ghost to do it, and my side will be killed by my own people.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly led everyone in the main hall to the Demon Suppression Tower.

Tsing Yi, who was holding back his anger, was not as old and sophisticated as Jian Cangtian, and seeing that the disciples of the Sword Palace who were blocking the gate of the forbidden land were about to be scattered, he stepped out and appeared at the front of the crowd in an instant.

Looking at the man in green shirt in front of him, someone in the crowd shouted: "Elder Tsing Yi, now that the Ghost Sect is coming, why don't you open the Demon Suppression Tower and let me go in to improve my cultivation, and we can also contribute to the defense of Sword City." ”

As soon as the words fell, the crowd erupted in echo.

Tsing Yi squinted coldly, "Hmph, when my Sword Palace is a place, can you enter if you want to?" I'll only say it once, the Demon Suppression Tower is the forbidden land of my Sword Palace, who dares to take a step beyond the Thunder Pond and die! ”

The last word 'death' seemed to burst out of his throat, with bursts of mana, echoing very clearly in everyone's ears.

The boiling sound in the crowd gradually subsided, no one wanted to trouble Tsing Yi, he was the third person in Sword City, except for his master Jian Jun and senior brother Jian Cangtian, I am afraid that no one in this huge Sword City is his opponent.

"There are so many of us that we're afraid of what he's going to do! I don't believe he can kill us all!" A strong voice came from the silent crowd, but I don't know who said it, and the voice was ethereal, like a breeze moving through the crowd.

Tsing Yi treated him coldly, the fairy sword in his hand was already out of the sheath, the blade was hanging down, and he said angrily: "If there is a kind, come out and say, say it openly in front of my Tsing Yi, what kind of righteous man is a gentleman who hides his head and shows his tail!" ”

"Let's rush over together and see who he dares to kill!" The erratic voice sounded again.

The things in the Demon Suppression Tower can improve cultivation, and even some monks are fantasizing about whether the legendary elixir of wisdom will be able to make people advance to the sky?

If the human heart has evil thoughts, it is more terrible than the devil.

The crowd that was bewildered by that sound immediately stirred, even if the monks in front didn't want to cross the thunder pool, but the monks behind had already exerted their strength, and the crowd was gradually moving forward.

Tsing Yi clenched the fairy sword in his hand, squinting at the crowd that was crawling like a turtle, and sneered......

The fairy sword in his hand suddenly pulled up a few sword flowers, and a majestic spiritual power instantly filled his side, and a green shirt was scraped by this spiritual power that appeared out of thin air.

Seeing that the crowd was about to make contact with the fairy sword of Tsing Yi, the sword Cangtian with the nine major factions and the three major palace monks let out a long roar, which instantly attracted the attention of the advancing crowd.

The crowd slowed down, then stopped.

Jian Cangtian turned around, and the person was already standing beside Tsing Yi, reaching out and holding Tsing Yi's sword-holding hand, quietly forced, and motioned for him to put away the fairy sword.

Tsing Yi didn't want to make it difficult for his senior brother, so in the end, he put away the fairy sword unwillingly, looked fierce, took a few steps back, stood behind Jian Cangyun, and coldly glanced at the group of monks in front of him.

At this time, the crowd remembered the bewitching voice just now, "Sword Palace Master, please open the door of convenience, let me wait to improve my cultivation, and I can deal with the army of the Ghost Sect in a few days!" ”

Jian Cangyun's brows tightened, he was slightly surprised in his heart, he couldn't imagine that he couldn't lock the location of the person who spoke.

If you don't give an explanation now, it is very likely that turmoil will break out, and Jian Cangyun said loudly: "This Daoist who spoke doesn't have to worry that my Sword Palace will settle accounts after the fall, if you have anything to say, you might as well say it clearly in person." ”

"Since you want to say it, then you can give us an explanation, why do you want me to come out, I think you just want to settle accounts after the autumn, otherwise why do you have to let me come out!" The voice drifted through the crowd again.

"Okay!" As he continued, he might really be provoked by this person, Jian Jun arched his hand at everyone and said, "Don't hide it from everyone, the family teacher is impacting the realm of leaving the sky in the Demon Tower, and now in my opinion, I am afraid that no one can compete with the ghost except the family teacher today." ”

"Aren't you afraid of disturbing the family teacher?"

"Do you want to repeat what happened a hundred years ago?"

"Do you think you can win against the demons?" ”

Jian Cangtian's three consecutive questions made the excited many monks gradually calm down, no one dared to say that they could defeat the ghost absolute, in fact, not to mention the ghost absolute, even the six demons under his seat were rarely able to compete with it, let alone the ghost absolute.

"But we heard that the one who is cultivating in the Demon Suppression Tower now is a yellow-haired boy who is less than a primordial baby!" That nasty voice rang out again.

The crowd suddenly seemed to pour a scoop of cold water into the hot oil pot, and it exploded in an instant.

"What? A hairy boy can go in, why can't we go in? ”

"Sword Cangtian, you lied to us!"

"We're going to go in and find out!"

"We're going to enter the tower to improve our cultivation!"

The crowd was completely out of control, and there were many disciples of the major sects in this crowd, as well as many casual cultivators, and there were even disciples of the Sword Palace who had never entered the tower.

The monks in the back began to push forward again, and the crowd moved again.

"Bang ......"

The gate of the forbidden place was suddenly burst open from the inside, and a burst of wood fell.

When everyone saw the person who came out of it, they immediately wanted to retreat, but the people behind did not see the figure that walked out slowly, but looked anxious, and they wanted to push forward.

Jian Cangyun and Tsing Yi had just put down the arm that was blocking their eyes, and when they saw the person who walked out, they immediately knelt down and bowed: "The disciple is incompetent, please forgive the master!" ”

The Sword Monarch was holding a brilliant fairy sword, his white hair fluttering, and his face was angry, "Who wants to come in?" ”

The voice was very low, but it was like thunder in everyone's ears, and even some monks who had cultivated low and weak spit out a few mouthfuls of blood on the spot......

"Who's going to come in!" The Sword Monarch asked again.

"We want to improve our cultivation!" That nasty voice sounded again, as if even if the Sword Monarch was here, it couldn't stop his determination to want to enter.

As soon as the voice came out, the Sword Monarch squinted suddenly, and a brilliant sword shot out in his hand, heading straight for the crowd. 2k reading web