Xuanyuan Sword stabbed the two old men, and he did it himself, this matter was too mysterious, which directly made Su Zinan dumbfounded.

However, Yun Zhongzi was overjoyed and shouted loudly: "Sword Immortal, Senior Su turned out to be a Sword Immortal. ”

His voice was a little loud, which made Su Qiubai depressed.

It seems that he is still not good at swordsmanship, obviously showing his face, but because of his swordsmanship, the limelight was all robbed by Xuanyuan Sword!

He was depressed here, but the two wounded old men were completely devastated.

Although both of them were injured, especially the round-faced one, and there was a sword in the face, the wound was very shallow, and it was impossible to die.

Although the wound was fatal, the Xuanyuan Sword flying in the air scared his soul away.

As a sect that has been born for nearly a thousand years, they don't know the existence of the sword immortal. How can you not know what a sword immortal represents?

It was because they knew too much about the lethality of the Sword Immortals that they collapsed. Against a sword immortal, not to mention Yue Buyun, the artificially synthesized heaven-level master, is the Murakita Jiro who is known as the Jindan Mahayana period in the back, I'm afraid he will only be abused.

Thinking of that kind of consequence, they were not only terrified, but even the only trace of fighting spirit left in their hearts was completely lost in the flying of the Xuanyuan Sword.

Their faces were like ashes, and Liu Changhong, who had just fallen to the ground, had weak legs and sat directly on the ground. stared blankly at the Xuanyuan Sword flying up and down, as if it was showing off, and his face twitched violently a few times.

They were scared, and they were even desperate for their own choice.

"Hehe......" Liu Changhong sat softly on the ground, his face was like a mournful woman, but he let out a laugh.

But the laughter was not cheerful, only bitter, and sounded hopeless.

After laughing a few times, his gaze was withdrawn from the Xuanyuan Sword, he looked at Su Zinan opposite, and said bitterly: "Senior Brother Su, it seems that you have a new choice." ”

"I ......" Su Zinan opened his mouth, and when he wanted to speak, he closed his mouth in embarrassment.

He could hear that Liu Changhong was satirizing his wall-like character. However, he did not regret his choice in his heart, and even rejoiced.

If he hadn't chosen to give up Yue Buyun, wouldn't he have fallen into the fate of Liu Changhong and others now?

Jindan Mahayana period? Can it be compared to a sword immortal? A widow in the Jindan period can improve the cultivation of the Huashan faction as a whole, and a sword immortal can't do it?

Don't forget, Huashan is a sword sect, and he has always relied on the sword in his hand to save his zài. Compared to a widow in the Jindan period, a sword immortal is what they desire the most.

I already knew that such a master as a senior disciple of the peak, who was special. Are you willing to be a traitor? Give a little devil three or four low, is it okay if a Chinese person doesn't want to?

"Senior brother, I didn't sarcastically mock you!" Just when Su Zinan lowered his head and sighed, Liu Changhong's voice came from the opposite side.

He looked up and found that Liu Changhong's face was indeed without the slightest ridicule. On the contrary, on the face of the senior brother opposite, there was always a strong envy and this deep regret.

"Senior Brother Su, you chose the right one this time, I hope you can remember this choice, don't be like the original, you will choose whoever is strong."

Su Zinan's body was shocked, he bent down suddenly, bowed to Liu Changhong, and said seriously: "Thank you for your teachings, junior brother must remember it." But brother, you can also choose. ”

"Alas!" Liu Changhong sighed, turned his head and glanced at the two juniors on the other side, and said with a wry smile: "One wrong step, one wrong step, it's all because we are too utilitarian and missed the opportunity to really make Huashan rise." ”

"Senior brother!" Su Zinan felt bad in his heart, and was about to speak, but he saw Liu Changhong stand up, turned around and bent down towards the hall behind the mountain: "The ancestor is above, today Huashan disdains his disciple Liu Changhong, because he was wrong with a thief, and wanted to assassinate his fellow disciple and brother, which violated the rules of Huashan. In order to make up for my great mistake, my disciple is willing to pay for it with his life. ”

"Senior brother!" Liu Changhong was shocked and hurriedly shouted, "Don't." ”

"Whew!" The words were still floating in the air, and Liu Changhong's long sword had suddenly floated up, flashing through his throat.

"Plop!" Liu Changhong fell down on his back, but his eyes were still open, and the direction he was looking at was where Su Qiubai was standing.

"Senior brother!" The round-faced old man exclaimed at the same time.

Su Zinan, Yun Zhongzi and others were all stunned, no one thought that Liu Changhong, one of the three elders of Huashan, would choose to apologize for his crimes.

Everyone was stunned, but Su Qiubai was looking at Jiro Murakita opposite. For this widow, he felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart, and from the bottom of his heart, he wanted to kill this person!

So, no matter what happened, he ignored it and still watched Jiro Murakita to prevent him from escaping.

"Senior Brother Gao, Senior Sister Lin!" It turned out that the old man suddenly shouted loudly: "We are sorry for you, we do not desire your forgiveness, we only hope that you can remember that you are Huashan disciples." ”

"Senior Brother Sun!" Gao Feng was taken aback.

The round-faced old man suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "Poor, we are bent on improving the entire power of Huashan, but we have gone astray. Ancestors of Huashan, the disciples are guilty! ”

"Bang!" At the same time as the shout landed, his right palm had already struck his own Heavenly Spirit cover.

When his body fell, the long-faced old man didn't say a word, and he also slapped it with one palm, ending his own life.

When these two committed suicide, Su Qiubai woke up, but before he could make a move, the two old men committed suicide one after another.

Looking at the three corpses on the ground, he was also a little stunned. Although he did not kill these people with his own hands, I did not kill Beren, but Beren died because of me.

The reason why these three old men committed suicide was entirely because of the existence of Xuanyuan Sword. They were worried that they would retaliate against the entire Huashan faction, so they apologized for their crimes.

The reason they did this was definitely to get their own forgiveness.

What the round-faced old man and Gao Feng said, and what Liu Changhong said to Su Zinan, all showed that they wanted the two of them to remember the identity of Huashan's disciples. While building a good relationship with yourself, let Huashan really rise.

Vicious! It's so ruthless, for the rise of a sect, these three old men actually committed suicide when they said they committed suicide! This is a typical sect fanatic!

"Whoosh!" A faint sound of wind suddenly came, and as soon as his body moved, he immediately got up and stepped forward, shouting: "Little cabinet, stand for Lao Tzu." ”

At the same time that the wind entered his ears, he had already seen Jiro Murakita who had turned and fled.

This little devil is really fast enough, and as soon as he found out, this kid has already rushed towards the back mountain.

"Whew!" When he chased his legs, the Xuanyuan Sword in the air shook violently, and then flew out with a thud.

The speed of the Xuanyuan Sword has surpassed the highest technology in this world. Even if the F22 of the United States comes, it can only follow the butt of the Xuanyuan Sword and eat dust.

"Poof!" As soon as Jiro Murakita ran out of 100 meters, the Xuanyuan sword passed through his body.

Sharp pain came, and Jiro couldn't help but let out a scream, then stumbled on his feet and fell down with a thud.

Soon, under him, a pool of bright red blood appeared.

Looking at the Xuanyuan Sword that shook its head and tail in mid-air, Su Qiubai looked down at Jiro Murashita on the ground again, and then touched his nose depressedly, "How can you kill it directly?" ”

"This kid has a bad aura on him, I like it very much!" The voice of the old sword spirit came, which immediately made Su Qiubai dumbfounded.

In his stunned gaze, the Xuanyuan sword suddenly fell, directly penetrating Murakita Jiro's body, nailing the man firmly to the ground. 、

What others saw was the bloodthirsty appearance of Xuanyuan Sword, but only Su Qiubai could see that Xuanyuan Sword at this moment was absorbing the evil qi on Murakita Jiro's body.

"Senior Su, this is a cultivator of the Jindan Mahayana period?"

"So what? Can't you kill it? Su Qiubai turned his head, looked at Su Zinan who was speaking, and asked, "It's just like this, it's also called the Jindan Mahayana period?" ”

Su Zinan was stunned for a moment, looked at Murakita Jiro suspiciously, and asked, "Senior, isn't this person?" ”

"Of course not!" Su Qiubai smiled coldly, and his divine sense had already been collected from the sea of Shiro Shiro in the village.

In fact, he hasn't searched all of Murakita's memories yet, but this little devil is dead, and if his divine sense is not recovered, I'm afraid it will dissipate with the dissipation of Murakita Jiro's soul.

"How could it not?" Su Zinan still didn't understand, and said, "Have we seen him Jindan?" ”

"That's what you're talking about?" Su Qiubai stretched out his hand to congratulate the Xuanyuan sword, and picked it up casually, and the golden beads jumped out of Murakita Jiro's body in an instant.

"Dang!" Su Qiubai flipped his wrist, caught the golden bead with the Xuanyuan sword, and then sent it to Su Zinan, asking, "Take a closer look, what is this?" ”

There was no need for him to remind him, when Jin Zhu appeared in front of him, Su Zinan was already engrossed in it.

Yun Zhongzi and Yuan Zhuzi also ran over, and together with Su Zinan, they looked at the golden bead.

This bead, they have all seen before. If it weren't for this bead, Su Zinan wouldn't have become a diehard against Yue Buyun? If it weren't for the great effect of this bead, how could the three elders of Huashan like Liu Changhong come together with Yue Buyun?

It's just that Jin Dan, who was shining with gold and could improve everyone's skills, why is it so weak now?

They looked at Jin Zhu with puzzled faces, but Su Qiubai took the opportunity to squat down and searched Murakita Jiro's body very carefully.

Of course, he doesn't have any bad taste, and the reason for doing this is to see if there are any other treasures in this person.

It's a pity that he searched all over and couldn't find a second spirit treasure or anything good. Even if it was a broken sword, it looked like an ordinary knife.

"I'm rubbing, it turns out to be a poor ghost!" Unable to find anything, he couldn't help but mutter, and reached out to grab the knife.

However, when the sword was in his hands, he was suddenly stunned, and then lowered his head and looked carefully.

When his gaze fell on the words on the hilt, the confusion on his face became even heavier: "Hongjing gives the knife?" Who is this Hongjing? ”