Chapter 542 Chaos 6

"Qinghong Sword, such a divine object, naturally destined to live in it!"

"Really, you guys are coming uninvited, and you don't seem to be in order?"

At this moment, a door opened in the air, and two monks appeared, one scruffy and one neatly dressed.

"Dean?"

The monks of Changhong naturally recognized that this was the dean of the inner courtyard of Changhong.

Brush......

The next moment, just felt a breeze blowing, and the sloppy monk appeared next to Qinghong coldly without everyone noticing, and grabbed Qinghong.

The sudden change of events made the monks who had arrived a step earlier completely unresponsive.

"Qinghong...... I can't imagine a goodbye day!"

Touching this long sword, there is serious remembrance and emotion.

Chirp......

The long sword was handed, and an ethereal phoenix roar came out of the long sword, and then the rainbow above the long sword suddenly erupted, like a rushing river pouring up, covering the entire sky.

"What? How could he be the owner of the Qinghong Sword?"

At this time, everyone's eyes were full of surprise and their hearts were shocked, especially the dean who was very personable, seeing such a scene, his shock was no less than anyone else's.

"No...... How is that possible?"

And Yang Yan, who still has some meaning, is also very puzzled, I can't imagine that this Qinghong sword has already had an owner, but the connection between my own feeling and the long sword has not weakened, but it has become a little stronger, what is going on, but a humanized emotion that Qinghong just came out clearly told everyone that the owner of this long sword should be the old man.

"Qinghong Sword, it's not for you to get your hands on it!"

Staring at the Qinghong Sword in his hand, the sloppy old man's appearance changed dramatically in an instant, and his eyes were no longer so blank, but he wanted to change into a person, and suddenly became a young monk with a graceful demeanor.

"Is that you?"

At this time, the monks who had come before blurted out in surprise when they saw this, because they knew this monk well.

This person is the monk who was expelled from Changhong and disappeared because he killed his master.

"Fujing, are you still alive?"

This is their question, this monk who should have died a long time ago, not only did he not lose it, but he also cultivated a lot, and he has been side by side with them, and more importantly, he has a divine weapon in his hand at the moment, and they are completely unsure about dealing with him, this is the key.

"Fu Jing, do you want to keep the Qinghong Sword for yourself?"

At this time, the monk who snatched the Changhong Sword at the beginning pointed at his nose with anger on his face, eager to tear him alive. Seeing his reaction, Fu Jing's eyes flashed with golden light, and he slowly spoke;

"As the patriarch of Changhong Academy, I have killed the younger generations and robbed the property in public, and the first person to question me at this moment is still you, if it weren't for the past situation, I would have slaughtered you with a sword, a shameful thing. ”

"You ......"

These words made his old face flush, so he was said by Fu Jingzhi, and in front of so many people, he couldn't be angry, after all, he was also a person with a head and a face, when had he been humiliated like this, so the old man Long Zhong's body instantly erupted with a strong momentum.

Rumble......

As if the sky and the earth were dark, the foundation building monks instantly lost the power to think, and this momentum alone had already made many foundation building monks weak in their legs and sweating all over. Which geniuses were also intimidated by this momentum.

The square was like the end of the world in an instant.

"Enough. ”

The plain but endless majesty voice came, and it was Luo Xiudi who spoke. Before the words fell, the apocalyptic weather seemed to be dispelled by a special force, and everyone instantly felt relieved.

A few monks from outside just watched this scene with interest, but when their eyes touched the blue and red sword in Fu Jing's hand, everyone's faces were a little gloomy.

"Several, since you're here, come in and have a cup of tea!"

Glancing at the old man, the old man lowered his head slightly in his gaze, but the bruises on his face had trembling and his clenched fists betrayed his heart, and he was extremely unbalanced. 、

With a wave of his robe, a rotating whirlpool appeared out of thin air in the space behind Luo Xiu's enemy, and on the other side of the whirlpool, he could only vaguely see the scattered palaces, towering among the mountains. Hug your fist and invite a few bigwigs to have a preface.

"In that case, it would be disrespectful to go down. ”

"Brother Luo is invited, how can you postpone it, please!"

"It's time to get together. ”

However, just as several bigwigs were about to enter inside, the long sword in Fu Jing's hand flashed a faint light and disappeared.

Then, in the incomprehensible gaze of everyone, he slowly walked towards Yang Yan.

"Former ...... Seniors?"

Yang Yan was a little nervous, because Fu Jing stared at herself and Yang Chen for a long time, and didn't understand what was going on, so she couldn't help but ask.

cough cough cough ......

Yang Chen, who was lying on the ground, suddenly coughed a few times, highlighted a stuffy acupoint, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?"

Nodding slightly, he signaled that he was fine.

"Is it okay to be soul-searched?"

Seeing Yang Chen's reaction, many monks frowned, this is not quite right, is it the heir Zhenming who stayed behind or this guy has something else weird.

Confirming that Yang Chen was nothing serious, Yang Yan was a lot more relieved, but just when he wanted to speak, Fu Jing frowned and opened his mouth brainlessly.

"Where's the token?"

"Huh?"

The weak Yang Chen glanced at this monk suspiciously, unfathomable, but he couldn't see one, two, three, it seemed to be a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it, so the ghost envoy said a word.

"Let's play!"

Click......

The jaw dropped to the ground.