The voices of discussion around him came and went, but Xiao Yang seemed to have no idea that he had been moved out of the space of the sword shrine at this moment, and was still sitting cross-legged. The three venerable seats were whispering, and everyone didn't know that the Dao was life, and they didn't dare to come forward to ask and disturb.

"The middle stage of the Tao!"

The red silk throne looked shocked, and her eyes were full of incredulity.

Among the eight thrones, she ranked fourth, but it was only in the late stage of the subtlety of the Dao, and now a guy who has transformed into fifteen changes, the perception of the power of the sword path has actually chased her.

Unbelievable.

"This is the disciple of the strongest sword immortal."

"The next strongest sword immortal must be this son." Plough Tianzun muttered, "The power of the sword path of the fifteen transformations is already in the middle stage, how strong is his sword." How terrifying his future will be. ”

I really can't imagine it.

However, the greater Xiao Yang's potential, wouldn't it be better for the Sword Venerable lineage?

The indifferent and cold eyes of the red silk throne became extremely hot, and the figure swept away, the red silk floated lightly, and the figure fell in front of Xiao Yang, staring at Xiao Yang as if looking at a treasure, and holding a red silk in his hand tightly.

The other two thrones also swept up at this moment, standing on either side of Xiao Yang.

The actions of the three great thrones at this moment seem to be......

"To Xiao Yang's protector?"

Everyone's eyes suddenly widened, and their eyes almost bulged out, and they were all dumbfounded.

Including Jin Wenzun, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

The Red Sword Throne appreciates Xiao Yang, he knows the Tao, and he knows it in his heart. However, now that the Red Silk Throne has such a move, it is surprising. You must know that although the Red Silk Throne looks like a middle-aged woman's face, her actual age is more than 100 years old, and she has personally experienced the catastrophe of that year. Having witnessed the tragic death of countless relatives in the killing, her heart was filled with hatred, and for a hundred years, no one had ever seen the red silk smile on her face, even if her face showed a little other expression, it was extremely rare.

Now, she actually stepped forward to protect a young man in person?

All the chatter came to an abrupt end.

The thoughts that the people on the left branch had just vented were suddenly blocked again, uncomfortable, this kind of treatment, who has enjoyed this kind of treatment? The schadenfreude that had just returned empty-handed because of Xiao Yang disappeared immediately.

It's just that they don't understand, Xiao Yang obviously came out without getting anything, why did he get such attention from the three great thrones?

The power of kendo!

They didn't know the Dao, and the appearance of the power of the sword on Xiao Yang's body was far more shocking than when they saw Xiao Yang get the spiritual sword, it was very important!

For about half an hour, everyone didn't dare to make a sound, and they didn't dare to move their steps casually, but during this period, many disciples of the Sword Sect rushed over one after another, looking at the unbelievable scene in front of them.

Suddenly, Xiao Yang, who had a calm face, suddenly opened his eyes.

At this moment, the hearts of the people standing in the distance in front of Xiao Yang felt a tremor at the same time, as if they had been directly stabbed in the soul by a sharp sword, and their steps subconsciously took a few steps back.

Sharp! Sharp!

This is the biggest feature of the sword in Xiao Yang's eyes at this moment.

The whole body is like a sharp sword.

Xiao Yang's first glance, but he saw the Red Silk Throne, and seeing the Red Silk Throne looking at him with very concerned eyes, Xiao Yang couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, and subconsciously blurted out a smile, "Sister, thank you for protecting the Dharma." ”

Although Xiao Yang crossed his knees to comprehend the way of the sword, he still knew that the Red Sword Venerable Throne of the Dao had moved himself out.

Sister?

When everyone around heard this, they were dumbfounded for a moment.

It was hard for them to imagine how the Red Aya Throne would go berserk.

Sword Venerable, the eight thrones are commensurate with brother and sister, in addition, the rest of the people see the eight thrones, which one is not a respectful salute. Now that Xiao Yang actually met, he directly called Hongyan Zunzuo 'sister'.

If you are so big or small, you will definitely be punished by the Red Silk Throne.

"Even if you are a genius, you shouldn't be so arrogant."

"Who is the Red Silk Throne? Ranked fourth among the eight thrones, is this also something that Xiao Yang can climb? ”

…………

When everyone was talking softly, the expression of the red silk throne was also stunned.

For so many years, except for the Red Sword Venerable Throne and the other three who occasionally call themselves 'Sister Hongyan', who else will call themselves 'sister'?

This 'sister', Xiao Yang may just be an unintentional sentence, but it directly seemed to touch a string in the heart of the Red Silk Throne, and it trembled violently in an instant.

"Sister, I will also become a powerful throne in the future." A little boy, holding the wooden sword in his hand, flew in front of his eyes, the little boy was less than ten years old, and he happened to step into the image back then.

"Sister, sister, it's not good, most of the people in the Sword Sect have been poisoned, and someone has killed them!"

"Red Aya! Take your brother away! Walk! Walk! ”

"Sister! You go first, you go!! ”

The heart-rending shout, the original scene appeared in the eyes of the red silk throne, when he was caught up by a strong enemy, the younger brother who was much younger than himself turned back alone, directly using his body to protect the strong enemy, and let the strong enemy's weapon pierce his heart.

He still held his hand tightly, shouting and roaring loudly......

"Sister! Come on! Come on! Come on! ”

"Sister, let's go!"

At this moment, the eyes of the red silk throne couldn't help but moisten, the scene of the year, even if it was pressed in his heart for a hundred years, but it always flashed out again inadvertently. However, she never reveals her heart in front of others.

Now Xiao Yang's unintentional 'sister', and the contour of Xiao Yang's face seems to be a little close to his younger brother, and at this moment, the two faces overlap in the eyes of the red silk throne.

"Brother...... Brother......" Red Ayazunza's eyes pursed and murmured.

There was silence around him, no one could imagine this scene, let alone think that the Red Silk Throne, which had always been extremely cold, could suddenly become so sensational.

Xiao Yang didn't know either, but he could feel that the eyes of the Red Silk Throne looking at him at the moment seemed to be full of affection.

It's family affection.

This kind of look made Xiao Yang's heart soften, and he said softly, "Sister......"

"Brother." The red silk throne couldn't control it, and rushed directly to the owner of the building Xiao Yang, the picture of the year came to mind, and the red silk throne kept talking, and kept muttering, "In the last life, you died because of your sister, and in this life, my sister will protect you." ”

Although Xiao Yang didn't know what had happened to the Red Silk Throne, the only thing he could do at the moment was to be silent and gently hug the Red Silk Throne.

On the side, the Red Sword Venerable Throne couldn't help but have a sour nose, and hurriedly turned his head, each of their eight great thrones, each of them had experienced that disaster in their own lives, and was able to survive the catastrophe, and the feelings of the eight people were as cordial as brothers and sisters. Now seeing the appearance of the Red Silk Throne, how can the Red Sword Throne not know her heart?

After a while, the Red Sword Venerable grinned, using his laughter to hide the sourness that suddenly rose in his heart.

All these years, everyone has had a hard time.

For the sake of revenge, there is only revenge, and all thoughts cannot be weakly expressed.

"Since you fall in love at first sight, it's better to recognize Hong Aya as your sister, Xiao Yang." The Plough Heavenly Venerable Throne laughed, his heart was actually the same as the Red Sword Venerable Throne.

Sister Recognition.

Xiao Yang raised his head, looked at the red silk throne, and smiled slightly, "If you don't dislike ......"

"Xiao Yang, from today onwards, I will be your Sister Hongyan." The red silk throne wiped the tears from his eyes, the regret that his brother left in his heart a hundred years ago, a hundred years later, he seemed to see the shadow of his younger brother from Xiao Yang's body.

Just make up for that regret.

"Sister Hongaya." Xiao Yang smiled.

The red silk throne almost couldn't help but shed tears again, and quickly exhaled deeply, just about to speak, suddenly, as if he felt something, the red silk throne abruptly sat directly cross-legged on the spot.

"Sister Hongyan......" Xiao Yang was slightly shocked.

"She's going to break through." The Red Sword Venerable Throne glanced at it, and his expression suddenly showed ecstasy, "Sister Hongyan's younger brother has always been a knot in her heart that she can't untie, and now that she has let go all of a sudden, she has a feeling in her heart, and she will break through naturally." ”

"Return to the Feather Realm!" Litian Venerable clenched his fists, and then smiled, "If the third brother knows that Sister Hongyan Dao breaks through before him, then I don't know how wonderful the Dao is." ”

The Eight Great Thrones, although they are said to be hundreds of transformations to the sect, however, two of them have already broken through to the Returning Feather Realm, and now the Red Silk Throne is the third to break through.

Back to the feather!

Xiao Yang's heart couldn't help but be shocked.

At the beginning, he was the champion of civil and military affairs, and the peak of his strength also changed in a thousand ways, and he did not reach the realm of returning to the feather.

However, this life is different.

Xiao Yang's eyes showed confidence, he had many adventures in this life, and he was much stronger than at the beginning. Returning to the feather is far from being his goal.

The early stage of the return to the feather!

Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be a dull roar, the red silk throne successfully broke through, his eyes opened, and he regained his calm, however, without the large coldness before, he jumped up from the ground, didn't care about his own state, looked at Xiao Yang directly, thought about it, and said, "Sister didn't prepare any good gifts, so I'll give you a sword." ”

Red Aya's wrist shook slightly, and a long sword appeared in the palm of her hand.

The red scabbard pattern is like a bright blooming flower, and the sword body is extremely beautiful, like a perfect work of art that cannot be faulted.

"Red Silk Sword?" Litian Venerable couldn't help but be taken aback at this time, and hurriedly spoke, "Sister Hongyan, this ......"

The red silk throne swept down the plough Tianzun seat at a glance, and the plough Tianzun seat suddenly didn't dare to make a sound.

"This sword must be very important to my sister." Xiao Yang raised his eyes to look at the Red Silk Throne.

Red Silk Venerable smiled slightly, unconcerned, "I still have a sword, it's enough." ”

"Sister Hong Aya's cultivation is dual swords." The Red Sword Venerable couldn't help but blurt out at this time, "It's the two divine swords of Red Silk and Red Silk that recognize the Lord." ”

Recognize the Lord's sword!

The eyes of everyone around couldn't help but look at Xiao Yang with envy.

"Seon is not blessed! Xiao Yang did not get the divine sword on the sword shrine, but was favored by the red silk throne and gave him the divine sword of the Lord Recognition. ”

"However, without the Red Silk Sword, the strength of the Red Silk Throne will definitely be greatly reduced."

…………

"Sister's kindness, Xiao Yang understands it." Xiao Yang gently pushed the red silk sword back in front of the red silk throne with a touch of his hand.

The Red Silk Throne glanced at the Red Sword Throne with a bit of reproach, and then said to Xiao Yang, "You can accept this sword, otherwise, how can my sister rest assured that you will be alone outside." ”

"No, Xiao Yang is not pretentious and unwilling to put away his sword." Xiao Yang looked at the Red Silk Throne with a smile, and from this moment on, his heart really recognized this sister.

The Divine Sword of Recognition that he used with him did not hesitate to send it away.

The sword is her life.

This is enough to show that in her eyes, the person who sent the sword is more important than her own life.

What other reason does Xiao Yang have to be hypocritical?

It's just that he really doesn't need it.

"I've got the sword, how can I be embarrassed to take my sister's love." Xiao Yang smiled.

"You've got a sword?"

Including the Red Silk Throne, several people couldn't help but look up and down Xiao Yang's body, secretly guessing whether it was a dark sword that was similar to a waist-shaped soft sword that was difficult to detect close to the body.

At this time, the corners of Xiao Yang's mouth rose slightly, and he suddenly waved his hand, and a sword light shot out from his palm.

"Thousand Phoenix Sword, out!"

Shout!

The sword light lit up everyone's eyes.