"This is our business, what do we have to do with you!" Wang Xinchan said with an angry look on his face: "If you don't leave, don't blame me for being polite!"

Li Gang laughed and said, "You're welcome? Could it be that my nephew wants to compete with me? Just by virtue of you cats and dogs, if it weren't for Brother Zhou's friendship with me, I would have driven you all down the mountain directly!"

Wang Xinchan's eyes were full of cold light, and with a flick of his hand, he pulled out the iron sword beside him, and said coldly: "If you have the ability, you can try it!"

Li Gang sneered slightly and said, "Since Senior Nephew Wang is so ignorant, then don't blame me for being polite!"

Just as he was about to make a move, a majestic and restrained voice suddenly came: "Who are you going to be polite with?"

This voice is like rolling thunder, which makes people's eardrums hurt, but the tone of speech is very indifferent and calm, which shows the depth of its internal strength!

Everyone was shocked, and when they turned their heads to look, they saw seven or eight figures coming from the hillside, which was the same as the number of people from the Sword Fist Sect. At the head is an old man in a purple shirt with a white beard, with a hooked nose, eyes like electricity, and extraordinary momentum.

"Zixiao Gate!"

When Li Gang saw the purple-shirted old man, his face suddenly changed and he became gloomy.

"Li Gang, I haven't seen you for a while, you are still as unproductive as before, and you have come over to bully the juniors!" The purple-shirted old man led by him put his hands behind his back and said indifferently.

Li Gang's face was ugly, and he hugged his fists and said: "Jian Lao, this is our private matter, don't get involved!"

The old man in the purple shirt smiled lightly, but spit out one word: "Get out!"

Li Gang's face changed, and he said angrily: "Sword Old, don't bully Tai Sheng!"

"I don't know whether to live or die!" The purple-shirted old man pointed at all, and he didn't see how he acted, and a purple sheath long sword suddenly flew out of his back, falling into his palm, and his body shook, and suddenly appeared in front of Li Gang from dozens of meters away, and a sword fell.

Li Gang barely reacted, his face was full of horror, and he hurriedly smashed it with his fist.

Boom!

His fist missed, and his body flew upside down, falling to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Master!"

"Master!"

The Sword Fist Sect next to him was startled, and hurriedly surrounded him, drew his sword to protect it, and inspected the injuries.

Li Gang propped up his palm, turned over and got up from the ground, his eyes showed a look of horror, he glanced at the long sword in the hand of the old man in purple shirt, gritted his teeth slightly, and said, "I admit it today, let's go!"

After speaking, he took the lead and left quickly, and the rest of the people glanced at the people of Zixiaomen with fear, and then followed behind and left.

After everyone from the Sword Fist Sect left, the purple-shirted old man came to the martial arts training ground, glanced at Lin Chen, Wang Xinchan and the others, and showed a little kindness on his cold face, and said, "You are not injured, are you?"

Wang Xinchan's eyes were full of gratitude, and he hugged his fists and said, "Thank you for the sword old man's righteous action!"

Jian Lao smiled lightly and asked, "Brother Zhou is really dead?"

Wang Xinchan's face darkened, and he said, "The master has gone to ...... immortal."

Chu Wu, who was behind, saw that the old man had a kind face, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Master, please help our master get justice, he was assassinated!"

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. Jian Lao smiled slightly, and said: "I once had a friendship with your master, speaking of which, I am still his savior, this time, I came over, just thinking that he had just left, and other sects fighting for the town seal might come over to take advantage of the fire and rob you, and clear you out before the game, so come and have a look." ”

Chu Wu cried with joy and said, "Master, thank you so much!"

Wang Xinchan's face was very enthusiastic, and he beckoned the old sword to take a seat.

Lin Chen stood aside, silently peeking at the attributes of this sword elder and his disciples, and he found that the strength of this sword elder was stronger than the Eryu Holy Guard he had seen before! The weakest attribute of all parts of his body was also around seven points, and the strongest attribute was arm strength, which had reached the limit of twenty points!

The second weaker is the force, which reaches seventeen points.

Leg strength fifteen.

In terms of attributes, it is biased towards the type of brute force attack rather than light and flowing swordsmanship.

As for the disciples he brought, the weakest ones were much stronger than the second master of their sect, Chu Wu!

"Elder Jian, thank you for breaking the siege. After Wang Xinchan waited for the sword elder to take his seat, he sincerely thanked him again.

Jian Lao smiled slightly, took a sip of the tea handed by Wu Yan, and said: "This is all a gesture, not enough to worry about, it's just that although I drove away the villain of the Sword Fist Sect today, most of the other sects are also eyeing me, and when I leave, I will make a comeback again." ”

Hearing this, Wang Xinchan, Chu Wu and the others immediately thought of the bronze bone sect that carried the coffin up the mountain yesterday, and their faces suddenly sank.

Seeing their melancholy faces, Jian Lao smiled and said, "A few senior nephews don't have to worry too much, I have a way here to make them dare not covet it anymore." ”

"What's the solution?" Chu Wumei's eyes widened and she asked subconsciously.

Jian Lao smiled and said: "It's very simple, before the battle for the town seal, my disciples will temporarily take over the position of head of the Yunhu Sect, in this way, others will know that this is the place where my Zixiao Sect is sheltered, and they don't dare to offend easily." ”

"Let you take charge for the time being?"

Hearing this, Wang Xinchan, Chu Wu, and Wu Yan, including Lin Chen, all the smiles on their faces suddenly disappeared, and they were stunned on the spot.

Jian Lao said with a smile: "A few senior nephews don't have to worry, it's just temporary, and when the battle for the town seal is over, it will be handed back to you, and then, Senior Nephew Wang, you are the senior brother, and you will take over, how about it?"

The smile on Wang Xinchan's face was completely gone, his brows were furrowed, and his face was slightly ugly.

Chu Wu and Wu Yan looked at each other, and some couldn't understand the situation.

When Lin Chen heard the words of this sword elder, he suddenly came to his senses, and couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart, this is also a guy who came to plot against Yunhumen, what he said was sanctimonious, but in fact, he harbored evil intentions.

Wang Xinchan was silent for a long time before he said: "Elder Jian, this temporary head also needs to be registered in the Martial Palace, once he takes office, he can exercise all the rights of the head during his tenure, and he can even designate the candidates and selection conditions of the next head, so I am afraid that something is wrong......"

Jian Lao was surprised and said, "Senior nephew, are you worried that the old man is going to covet you Yunhumen?"

Wang Xinchan said: "The master and nephew don't have this intention, it's just ......"

"Nothing just. Jian Lao waved his hand and said: "My nephew is too worried, our Zixiao Sect is a major sect ranked within 1,000 in the town-level sect, and your Yunhumen is after tens of thousands, to say something unpleasant, you have nothing worth thinking about here, if you really want to covet your position as the head of the sect, I only need to spend a hundred taels to register a sect." ”

Wang Xinchan's face was ugly, but he also knew that what he said was the truth.

"Jian Lao, I really can't agree to this matter!" Wang Xinchan lowered his head and gritted his teeth.

Jian Lao looked at his stubborn appearance, his face suddenly became gloomy, and said, "What does Senior Nephew Wang mean by this? Do you know that as soon as we leave, the Sword Fist Sect that left just now will immediately go and return, and even other sects that are eyeing each other will also rush up, and then you juniors, can you resist it?"

Wang Xinchan gritted his teeth and said: "Even if I can't stop it, I will find a way, but the position of the head of the family must be selected from several of our senior brothers, this is what the master once told me, and the master and nephew dare not disobey!"

Jian Lao's eyes turned cold, and he said indifferently: "Is it? Since you don't eat the toast, then you have to eat the penalty wine!"

He took out a letter from his sleeve and shook it, "This is the letter that your master once exchanged with me, we used to be called senior brothers, if you really want to count it, I am still your uncle, according to the law of the Martial Palace, your head is deceased, and if the new head is not established, my uncle has the right to temporarily take the helm!"

Wang Xinchan's body shook, he raised his head in disbelief, looked at his trembling letter, and when he saw the contents inside and the handprint below, he couldn't help but say, "Impossible! How can my master call you a brother and a brother?"

Jian Lao smiled coldly and said: "Your master wanted me to instruct him in his swordsmanship, and he flattered me in every way before agreeing, this letter is true, even if you invite the deacon of the Martial Palace to check, it is also true, if you don't believe it, we can go to the Martial Palace to test it." ”

Wang Xinchan looked at the letterhead in a daze, and suddenly lost his luster like a frosted eggplant.

Chu Wu and Wu Yan hurriedly said, "Senior brother, is this true?"

Wang Xinchan was silent.

Jian Lao snorted coldly and said, "Even if this matter spreads, no one will say that our Zixiao Sect is bullying, you don't have to be too frustrated, I don't have the slightest interest in being the head of your Yunhu Sect!"

"I heard that you Yunhumen has a set of incomplete internal strength mental methods, although it is incomplete, but the mental method is quite obtainable, I don't know where this mental method is, Master Wang's nephew can find it and send me to take a look. ”

Hearing this, everyone suddenly realized that this sword elder was plotting the incomplete mental method in the sect.

Wang Xinchan clenched his fists, his fingernails sank deep into his palms, he raised his head suddenly, and stared at Jian Lao, "Even if I die, I won't hand over my heart to you!"

Jian Lao was not afraid of his gaze at all, his eyes were cold, "You don't want to die, just by virtue of this letter, I am fully qualified to be the substitute head of your Yunhu Sect, I have no interest in the two sets of tattered exercises you practice, I have every right to watch this broken heart method, even if you sue the Martial Palace, it will not be reasonable!"

"You, you're too much of a bully!" Chu Wu gritted his silver teeth in anger.

Wu Yan's face was ugly, he didn't say anything, he had been bullied since he was a child, and he already knew that people's hearts were sinister, and he didn't feel too shocked.

Lin Chen sighed secretly, knowing that the Cloud Tiger Gate was completely abolished, and even if the internal strength and mental method were spread, what else did the Cloud Tiger Gate have to rely on?

Judging from Jian Lao's attitude and Wang Xinchan's reaction, even if he didn't verify the letter, Lin Chen knew that it was true, he didn't expect that after he killed Zhou Yunshen, Yunhumen would suddenly decline to this point.

"Senior brother, I want to quit the sect. Lin Chen no longer hesitated, and said to Wang Xinchan, whose body was trembling with anger.

As soon as these words came out, Wang Xinchan suddenly turned his head and looked at him angrily, "What are you talking about!"

Chu Wu and Wu Yan were also extremely angry, but they didn't expect him to retreat at this juncture.

Lin Chen sighed: "Before they have passed the formalities of the Martial Palace to replace the head, the current head is still in charge of you, I am afraid that after they become the head, we will not be able to leave, we can only obey their dispatch, and then not only will the mind be gone, but I will also become a slave." ”

If a disciple of the sect violates the master, the head has the right to punish or even execute!

For example, Zhou Yunshen before, even if he killed Lin Chen in public, he would not be convicted.

However, Lin Chen did not make a mistake, if Zhou Yunshen did this, it would naturally be difficult for the other disciples in the sect to accept it, so the latter would choose to assassinate.

Hearing Lin Chen's words, Wang Xinchan, Chu Wu, and Wu Yan suddenly sobered up, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Indeed, Jian Lao has not yet taken over the head of the sect, once they take over, they can't quit the sect if they want to, they can only be sent, unless they directly apply to the martial hall to withdraw from the sect, but it costs money and needs relationships.

"Senior brother...... Wu Yan quickly thought about the stakes inside, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I will also withdraw from the master." ”

Wang Xinchan was stunned, and seemed to be a little distracted.

The sword elder next to him looked down at Lin Chen and sneered: "Slippery boy, he is very clever. ”

Chu Wu's face was hesitant, looking at Wang Xinchan, unable to make up his mind.

"Go and find me the secret book of the mental method. Jian Lao said indifferently.

Wang Xinchan came back to his senses, he took a deep breath, clenched his fists, seemed to have made up his mind, and said, "I announce that Yunhumen is disbanded!"

What the!

Disband?!

As soon as these words came out, not only Lin Chen and the three of them were stunned, but the Jian Lao and Zixiaomen people next to them were also dumbfounded.

Wang Xinchan looked at Jian Lao coldly and said, "I won't hand over the exercises to you, the Cloud Tiger Gate will be disbanded, and I will build another portal!"

Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at Lin Chen next to him, and said, "Senior Brother Lin, it takes a hundred taels of silver to register a new sect, can you prepare it before the battle for Zhenyin next month, I will definitely return this money to you in the future, and besides, you will be the head of the new sect registered!"