In an instant, even Jian Wuya and the others, who were cold to him before, couldn't help but feel a little close to him.

"Born with a sword body!"

Jian Wusheng exclaimed in surprise, anger on his face.

The rest of the people also changed color.

The sword body is a congenital strange physique, a peerless genius who is not born in the way of the sword, not only has an amazing cultivation speed, but also can easily gain the active intimacy of any spiritual sword in the world.

This is a talent that any sword cultivator desires!

Who would have thought that in the Leng family, there was a person who was born with a sword body.

Now, I'm in trouble!

A hint of surprise flashed in Mo Yu's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and turned into a faint mockery.

If you change to another monk, even if you have been recognized by the king-level divine sword, you will not have any advantage in the face of a natural sword body. But what he holds in his hand is the Xuanhuang Sword, and only the Xuanhuang bloodline can obtain any king-level divine sword.

If you want to recover it, it is simply impossible!

I saw that at this moment, Leng Zhe was standing quietly beside the Xuanhuang Sword, carefully releasing his breath.

After a few breaths, the Xuanhuang Sword trembled slightly.

Leng Zhe was stunned, he didn't expect it to be recognized so easily, but a bright smile appeared on his face. The more this is the case, the more it can show that his important role is to help Lord Leng Qianqiu retrieve the king-level divine sword, and his status in the Leng family will inevitably become higher and he will be cultivated more vigorously.

"Alright. ”

He turned around and nodded, and the group of monks of the Leng family laughed at the same time, looking at the people of the Sword Sect, revealing an undisguised mockery. I thought that this would make it difficult for our Leng family, so this time I lifted a stone and smashed my own foot!

Deserve!

Leng Zhe coughed lightly, sensing the nervous gazes of several Sword Sect high-ranking officials, and his heart became more and more proud.

Reaching out, he grabbed the hilt of the Xuanhuang Sword and used a little force...... Didn't move!

His face froze slightly, and then he exerted another force...... Push harder...... Do your best......

Still didn't move.

Leng Zhe's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"What's wrong?" Leng Yuanhe sensed that something was wrong, and spoke with a gloomy face.

Leng Zhe hurriedly shook his head, "It's okay, it's still a little resistant to me, and it will be fine soon." ”

Taking a deep breath, he barely calmed down the panic in his heart, and injected his own strength into the Xuanhuang Sword little by little.

It's okay, it'll be fine soon, Lao Tzu is a natural sword body, and no sword can resist my temptation.

Lao Tzu is the most awesome......

Perhaps because of the psychological suggestion, Leng Zhe felt that he had regained his self-confidence.

Suddenly, the Xuanhuang Sword in his hand trembled slightly.

Leng Zhe was overjoyed, but in the next moment, it turned into horror.

Buzz –

With a sword roar, his body was thrown backwards, blood spurted wildly from his mouth and nose, and he fell far to the ground without a sound.

Everyone in the Leng family was completely frozen in place.

He's dead......

Leng Yuanhe shivered, although Leng Zhe was only a side branch of the Leng family, but after his innate sword body was discovered, he had become an absolute descendant of the Leng family, and he had been carefully hidden so far, spending countless treasures to cultivate vigorously.

Now, he died in front of him...... And the king-level long sword has not yet been put into his hands......

Leng Yuanhe suddenly expected the terrible situation he would face after returning to his family.

No, a scapegoat must be found, and the matter must not involve him!

Yu Guang and Leng Yuanming staggered, and the two tacitly reached a consensus.

"Master of the Sword Sect, you dare to do something to kill my Leng family's innate sword body genius!

Leng Yuanming's voice was gloomy, "Lord of the Sword Sect, Leng advises you to follow us and others, personally send the king-level divine sword to the Leng family, and then kowtow to my Leng family master and beg for mercy, maybe there is still a glimmer of life." Otherwise, the consequences of this matter will not be borne by your Sword Sect!"

The two of them went one after the other, pushing all the responsibilities cleanly.

"Dare to kill my Leng family monk, the Sword Sect really doesn't want to exist anymore!"

"This matter must be severely punished, otherwise what is the prestige of my Leng family!"

"The master of the Sword Sect, I want to accompany Leng Zhe to the funeral!"

The Leng family monk roared again and again, his face angry.

Mo Yu suddenly smiled, he looked at the Leng family monk jumping up and down, his eyes gradually became cold. The invisible aura of the sword, like the cold wind in winter, enveloped all the people of the Leng family.

Just when their bodies stiffened in disbelief, Mo Yu's cold voice flowed out, "Why do you think that this sect will not dare to kill you?"

The voice echoed in the main hall, and the anger that had just surged out in the hearts of everyone in the Leng family was extinguished by a basin of cold water in the head.

The chill that poured out from the depths of their souls made them fall into an ice cellar, and their blood seemed to be congealing.

The rich smell of death seems to be right in front of you...... At your fingertips......

Leng Yuanming was very scared, he hadn't been so close to death for a long time. It seems that since Lord Leng Qianqiu worshiped the Holy Clan Ancestor, it has never been again.

He walked in all directions, and at first he couldn't let go, but gradually discovered the powerful deterrence of Lord Leng Qianqiu, and he couldn't help but feel proud in his heart. Even if it is the cultivation of the Heavenly Dao, in the face of him, you must give enough respect, and even forbearance.

But today, someone threatened to kill him......

Leng Yuanming was suddenly angry!

With Lord Leng Qianqiu in charge, who dares to touch the Leng family, even if the opposite side is the master of the murderous Sword Sect!

He must be bluffing!

Yes, that's it.

If you really dare to kill them, you are not afraid of pulling the Sword Sect into the abyss of no return.

Thinking of this, Leng Yuanming felt that he had grasped the key, he raised his stiff face and tried to sneer, "Master of the Sword Sect, it's not good for you to do this, the Leng family is very angry, and the consequences will be very serious." ”

"Give you one last chance, bind yourself to cultivate, and go with us to the Leng family to take the blame, otherwise there will be no place for the Sword Sect to survive in the world of Ah Nose. ”

In the end, his mentality has completely recovered, and his slightly raised eyes and cold and tense face all show the pride of the Leng family.

And Leng Yuanming is confident, he has the qualifications to be proud.

Mo Yu was silent, and after a few breaths, when the minds of everyone in the Leng family gradually became active, thinking that he was frightened by the debunking of the vicious face, and cast an admiring look at Leng Yuanming, he suddenly shook his head, "Even if Leng Qianqiu is in front of this sect, he doesn't dare to be so unscrupulous, where do you have the confidence? Since you are trying hard to prove the pride of the Leng family, then this sect will tell you that this thing is not worth a penny in front of me." ”

He waved his hand, and Leng Yuanming's eyes suddenly widened, but before he could speak, he felt his gaze roll in front of him.

Hey......

How can there be a headless corpse, and the sight of blood spurting wildly, is really beautiful...... However, how does it look familiar...... This...... It's like it's his body......

With a "snap", his head fell to the ground, Leng Yuanming's mouth squirmed slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but finally remained motionless.