Chapter 621 Bickering

Jian Zhanyi was very smart, and he had already thought of countermeasures as early as the moment he stood up, so he took the sea boundless army at the beginning, so that he couldn't help Long Yun and Long Moling talk.

Hearing Hai Wuya's mouth at this moment, Jian Wuya's mood gradually returned to normal, and said lightly: "Although Long Moling is Hai Lao's personal disciple, not all of them come from the inheritance bloodline of the disciples under the 'Gate' of the Sword Sect, but with Hai Lao's guarantee, he can be regarded as half a disciple of the Sword Sect, but this Long Yun, it is said that he is a disciple of a small 'Gate' faction within the influence of the Cloud 'Gate', Hai Lao let him enter the Sword Shrine, I am afraid that the heroic spirits of countless predecessors in the Sword Shrine will not sleep peacefully!"

"Won't it be stable?" Hai Wuya smiled lightly: "In the sword mound, there is not a single sword sect disciple's heroic spirit, it is a place where the sword is buried, and the heroic spirit in your mouth does not exist!"

Jian Zhanyi didn't expect that he actually ate an oolong of his own, his mind turned around, and he continued: "Even if there is no heroic spirit of the predecessors in it, it is also where they match the sword, our disciples of the Sword Sect, the sword is life, and just like ourselves, the disciple is just talking about this reason, not the existence of 'selfish' hearts!"

Hai Wuya said slightly: "Mo Ling is incarnated by the spirit of the heart of the earth, and he is very supernatural, and only he has the opportunity to comprehend the inheritance inherited from the twin sword gods, this is my last hope for Hai Wuya, so no matter what, I have to give it a try, Long Yun is his father, let him enter it to ensure Mo Ling's safety!"

"Hai Lao!" Although Jian Zhanyi secretly hated in his heart, he still held back his anger and continued: "Long Yun's cultivation is not as good as that of his disciples, how can he protect the safety of Senior Brother Mo Ling?

Hai Wuya knew that he was wishful thinking in his heart, but on the surface, he said quietly: "Long Yun has several kinds of origin exercises, and he has entered them, which cannot be replaced by others!"

When Jian Zhanyi heard Hai Wuya's words, he knew that he had made up his mind, but he gritted his teeth, since the words had already been said here, there was absolutely no reason to push it down.

He immediately continued: "Hai Lao, it's not that the disciple looks down on Long Yun, if he has a bad heart and takes away the precious divine sword in my sword shrine, what should it do?"

Before Hai Wuya could speak, Long Yun sneered and said, "I, Long Yun, am upright, what do I need you to do with those broken swords?"

"Long Yun!" Hearing Long Yun's sarcastic words, Jian Zhan's face changed drastically, and he was worried that he had no introduction to have a conflict with Long Yun, but now he created such an opportunity for himself, how could he give up?

Immediately snorted coldly: "Long Yun, I don't care how loud you are outside, but don't forget, this is the Sword Sect, not a place for you to be a wild boy!"

"Sword stained clothes, who are you talking about? Believe it or not, I'll kill you now!" Long Moling suddenly 'pulled' the long sword at his waist, and the killing intent instantly diffused out.

Long Yun laughed and stopped Long Moling, and said to Jian Zhanyi: "Jian Zhanyi, you are also the chief disciple of the Sword Sect, such a mother-in-law, compared with Yun Zhongyue of the Cloud 'Gate', even a finger of him is not as good as him, no matter where I Long Yun is, the name is loud, and these names are all earned by myself, I didn't rely on the aura of others behind me, because all the halos were created by myself, what about you? Flower, how many people have you killed? Or how many times have you experienced life-and-death battles? If it weren't for the fact that the mountain of the Sword Sect is behind you to shelter you from the wind and rain, with your personality, I am afraid that you would have died a hundred times ago!"

Long Yun's words can be said to be extremely damaging to 'yin', but they are every word, and there is really no trace of fraud, how can he listen to the arrogant sword dipping clothes.

Holding back his anger, the sword was stained and arched towards Hai Wuya and said: "Hai Lao, it's not that the disciple is aggressive, it's really Long Yun who deceives people too much, but he is a guest brought back by your elder, and the disciple will not treat him like us, but this person belittles my Sword Sect so much, the disciple will not tolerate it, please agree with Hai Lao, I will have a competition with Long Yun!"

Hai Wuya raised his eyebrows, and before he could speak, Long Yun shook his head and smiled: "Sword Dipping Clothes, there are so many people here, all of them are elders of the Sword Sect and people who have been famous for many years, don't you hear my words clearly? I, Long Yun, have I ever said half a sentence to belittle the Sword Sect? I'm just saying that you are just a person with a sword dip, is it possible, your sword dipping clothes can also represent the entire Sword Sect?"

"You-" The 'color' of the sword's clothes changed, thinking back to Long Yun's words, it was indeed not the slightest bit that the Sword Sect was not, and immediately the 'color' of the sword became very ugly.

Gritted his teeth and said: "Jian Zhanyi is the chief disciple of the Sword Sect, and it represents all the disciples of the Sword Sect, you insult me so much, if I don't have a discussion with you, how can I still have the face to be the chief disciple?"

Then he turned to look at Hai Wuya and said, "Hai Lao, the disciple implores Hai Lao to give the disciple a chance, otherwise the disciple will cut off the meridians and leave the Sword Sect!"

Hai Wuya doesn't have much affection for the sword dipping clothes, a sword dipping clothes is just a scrap, and if it is scrapped, he doesn't care, but at this moment, there are many elders and other disciples here, and the prestige of the sword dipping clothes in the 'sect' is extremely high, if today's affairs are not handled properly, I am afraid that it will cause disgust in the hearts of the disciples of the Sword Sect.

Immediately, Hai Wuya shifted his gaze to Long Yun's body, and said slightly: "Long Yun, what do you think?"

Long Yun stood up and laughed loudly: "Hai Lao, Long Yun accepted your love, if it wasn't for Hai Lao's generous gift of swords and help, there would be no Long Yun today, how could Long Yun dismantle your platform?

Jian Zhanyi was most afraid that Long Yun would not agree to compete with him, and when he heard his words at this moment, he immediately spoke: "What color head do you want?

Long Yun nodded and smiled: "It's very simple, if I win you, you must no longer stop me and Mo Ling from entering the Sword Shrine, how about it?"

The color of the sword's clothes changed, and if he responded, he was afraid that he would deliberately embarrass Long Yun and Long Moling and prevent them from entering the sword mound.

This Long Yun is such a powerful mouth! Jian Dipping was also stunned for a while, not knowing how to answer!

The master of the Sword Dipping Clothes, the Great Elder of the Sword Sect, had been sitting on the side and quietly watching all this, including the fact that the Sword Dipping Clothes stood up against it, and he also secretly asked the Great Elder for instructions, and only then did he stand up after getting his tacit approval.

At this moment, seeing that Jian Zhanyi fell into the other party's language trap, the Great Elder smiled slightly: "Dipping clothes is just for the sake of the Sword Sect, it may have been misunderstood by the little brother Long Yun, in this way, the old man and Hai Lao will jointly serve as your notary, although the conditions you said, although some of them are not true, but the old man can agree, if you win the clothes, no one will continue to stop you! You have the qualifications to protect Mo Ling!"

The Great Elder spoke, but Hai Wuya didn't say a word, just frowned without a trace.

Jian Zhan Yi followed the Great Elder and said: "Even if I agree to your condition, but if you lose, don't mention the matter of entering the Sword Shrine again, and leave the Sword Sect by yourself!"

Long Yun smiled and said, "But if I make a shot once, I'm afraid this little bit of color is not enough!"

"Long Yun, are you finished, such a mother-in-law!" said Jian Zhanyi impatiently.

Long Yun waved his hand and said: "Sword cultivation is the most jealous and impetuous, before you start the competition, your Dao heart is already 'chaotic', what else can you use to win me?"

Jian Dipping clothes didn't expect that he was actually instructed by Long Yun in cultivation again, and he was angry, but after thinking about it, he still held back the anger in his heart, and sneered: "What else, you will say it together?

But I secretly thought to myself, if I don't miss and kill you later, how can I be worthy of your humiliation?

Long Yun laughed and said, "If you lose, your life is mine-"

A group of Sword Sect masters have changed drastically in their faces.

"Domination!" Long Yun continued, finally letting everyone breathe a sigh of relief!