"I say! I say! Don't hurt my son! "Su Lun loves this son in the end, and he doesn't want to see him suffer," Xie Haozhi said that as long as I help him get the Qingling Mirror, he will help me break through to the Yuanying Realm, and also accept my son as a disciple. ”

Saying that, he looked at his son, if he had known that it would still be such a result, I don't know if he would have agreed to Xie Haozhi's suggestion.

"What about the others? What does he want the Clarity Mirror for? You can't use it for makeup, right? Xu Shuwen was very dissatisfied with this answer, he didn't care about why Nanshan Shougong did this, he only cared about Xie Haozhi's purpose.

Xu Shuwen pinched the young man's neck tighter, the young man's face was flushed, as if his mouth was wide open but he couldn't breathe air, he stared at Su Lun deadly, as if he was begging for help.

Su Lun's heart was pinched, and he knelt on the ground with a "poof".

"Immortal Master Xu! I beg you to spare my son. Su Lun burst into tears, and the disciples around him looked at each other, when had they ever seen such a palace master? Such a humble begging for mercy.

"Immortal Master Xu, as long as you let my son go, everything in Nanshan Shou Palace will be yours! The classics, pills, and magic weapons that we have inherited for thousands of years are all yours! Su Lun looked at Xu Shuwen with a blank eye, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Old thief! You actually want to betray your sect for the sake of your son?! ”

"We don't have a palace master like you in Nanshan Shou Palace!"

Su Lun only had his heart in mind to save his son at this time, for fear that these people would talk nonsense again and annoy Xu Shuwen.

"Immortal Master Xu, you wait a while, the old man will kill these noisy flying insects."

Su Lun's flying sword was broken, and these people's flying swords were also broken, but after all, Su Lun was at the peak of the Jiedan Realm, and he was the palace master of Nanshan Shou Palace, and his strength was still good.

I saw him take out another rope from his arms, and introduced it to Xu Shuwen flatteringly, "Immortal Master, this is a bundle of immortal ropes, which was obtained by accident by the ancestors of my Nanshan Shou Palace five hundred years ago, of course, I can't tie up a master like you." ”

As he spoke, he threw the bundle of immortal ropes at the person who started it, and the man seemed to know the power of the bundle of immortal ropes, so he hurriedly turned around and ran.

The fairy rope did not let him go, and followed him closely, directly entangled him.

This bundle of immortal ropes is indeed a bit interesting, Xu Shuwen nodded, and let Na Su Lun hand over the bundle of immortal ropes to himself.

In order to show sincerity, Xu Shuwen also let go of his son.

Su Lun thanked him for his kindness, and then took out a short sword from his arms and said, "Immortal Master Xu, this is the treasure of our Nanshan Shou Palace's Zhen Sect, the Youzi Sword." ”

As soon as he let go of his hand, the short sword flew into the sky on its own, constantly circling around Su Lun.

The man who was tied up with the immortal rope scolded loudly: "Su Lun! You dog thing! Come to a sticky end! ”

Su Lun pointed forward, and the short sword stabbed at him, and before he could finish his sentence, the sword light disappeared into his chest.

The sparkle in the man's eyes faded, and the spirit dissipated.

Su Lun lifted it up again, and the wandering sword flew out of the man's body, and there was not a drop of blood on the sword.

Xu Shuwen was very interested in this sword, and he always felt that this sword was not ordinary, so he left his body and stretched out his mind to the wandering sword.

As if he had been inspired, the sword body trembled, and he was about to break away from Su Lun's control and fly towards Xu Shuwen.

Su Lun also realized the sword's own will, and hurriedly disarmed his swordsmanship, letting the short sword fly towards Xu Shuwen.

Without any blockage, Xu Shuwen could instantly feel that this short sword seemed to be a part of his body.

"Good sword."

It is indeed a good sword, this sword is also a rare magic weapon in the fairy world, although it is not as good as his saber like a rainbow, but it is enough to use it now, after all, he can't pull out his hair every time, right?

"Swords with heroes." Su Lun couldn't take care of it, so he ran over and quickly helped his son up.

"I see that Zhongyang Shu also has a similar sword, do you have a lot of this kind of sword?" Xu Shuwen asked.

"No, this is the only one, those are all imitated by us later, and it costs a lot to make one, and it is usually rationed to the more important disciples in the Chengqi Realm, so that they can use it for self-defense."

"Xiao'er also has a handful, but it was just ...... just now" Su Lun looked at his son.

Needless to say, Xu Shuwen also knew that his one had just been cut off by himself.

"Your son also has it, and Zhongyang Shu also has it, this more important disciple is the descendant of you people, right?" Xu Shuwen said.

Su Lun couldn't refute it, so he had to smile awkwardly.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a certain place in Nanshan Shou Palace was on fire, Xu Shuwen glanced at it carelessly, and Su Lun's face turned pale.

"What's that?" Xu Shuwen asked.

"That's, that's." Su Lun spoke incoherently, and opened his mouth tremblingly, "That's the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Nanshan Shou Palace, all the classics, pills, and magic weapons are all in it." ”

"Oh?" Xu Shuwen looked at his son very deliberately, and then looked at him intentionally or unintentionally, "You arranged it?" ”

"Actually, you don't have to be like this, just don't tell me first, it's a pity that the things that have been passed down for so many years have been ruined."

Xu Shuwen said as he played with the wandering sword in his hand, and the short sword was quietly suspended above Xu Shuwen's fingers, with a cold light.

Obviously, Xu Shuwen's subtext is, if you don't give me an explanation, you and your son will die soon.

Su Lun swallowed his saliva, and knelt in front of Xu Shuwen again, this time not only himself, but also his son beside him.

"Immortal Master Xu spares his life! It's really not us! ”

Xu Shuwen looked over there, the fire was raging, it would definitely not be natural, and even if the book was ignited, there would not be such a big fire, unless it was a combustible material such as gasoline.

There is no doubt that some people don't want Xu Shuwen to get anything.

"Cui Zhan! It must be Cui Zhan! Su Lun shouted anxiously, "He's Xie Haozhi's person!" Just now, he also asked to take the initiative to stay, it must be Xie Haozhi who ordered him to destroy everything once we fail! ”

"This Xie Haozhi is too vicious." Suren gritted his teeth.

Xu Shuwen felt that Xie Haozhi was right, the wine bottle Su Lun saw the temperament of the wind and the rudder, and if it was himself, he would make the same arrangement.

Looking closely, there was indeed a figure running out quietly, he probably felt that he was so far away, it must be no problem.

It's a pity that he thought wrong, Xu Shuwen opened his mouth lightly, "Go." ”

The wandering sword flew directly upside down from his fingers, and a distance of several hundred meters, it only took an instant to pierce the man's shoulder.

Xu Shuwen deliberately didn't kill him, the wandering sword pierced through his shoulder and stuck tightly on his shoulder blade, Xu Shuwen lifted up, and Cui Chong was also lifted.

Xu Shuwen loved this sword more and more.

You Zijian was summoned by Xu Shuwen, and flew back with Cui Zhan, when he arrived at Xu Shuwen's side, You Zijian accelerated, Cui Zhan finally couldn't support it, his shoulder blade was cut in two, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"You traitor! Why do you want to help that bastard Xie Haozhi?! He was the one who designed our Namsan Shou Palace! I want to trap our Nanshan Shougong to death! ”

Before Xu Shuwen could speak, Su Lun took the lead in crusading against the traitor, but if he really wanted to say it, he was actually a traitor.

Sure enough, Cui Zhan felt the same way, and spat at Su Lun fiercely.

"You old thing, you also deserve to represent Nanshan Shougong?!"

"Are you worthy of so many palace masters in Nanshan Shou Palace, and are you worthy of the master?!" Cui Zhan waited for Su Lun, his eyes full of hatred.

"You know what? I'm here for our Nansan Shou Palace! Suren said.

"Whew!" Cui Zhan reprimanded angrily, "When Xie Haozhi came, you also said that it was for Nanshan Shou Palace, and now you say that it is for Nanshan Shou Palace, you are a wall grass!" ”

"Now you still want to give things from Nanshan Shougong to others? Everything you do is for yourself! ”

After scolding Su Lun, Cui Zhan still felt that it was not enjoyable enough, and looked at Xu Shuwen and continued to scold.

"You're Xu Shuwen, right? You are very good, you can destroy the thousand-year-old Nanshan Shou Palace, you are very powerful, we are like ants in front of you. ”

"But so what? There are more sects in this world than our Nanshan Shou Palace! ”

"And you, for this world, are just ants!"

Cui Zhan smiled coldly, writing wildly, laughing hysterically.

"Suren! Xu Shuwen! Don't get complacent! I'm just going first, and before long, you'll all have to come and accompany me!" ”

With that, he pulled out a dagger and was about to stab it into his heart.

Xu Shuwen waved his hand, and the wandering sword instantly cut off the handle of his dagger, and the blade fell to the ground, so he smashed the handle on his chest, and he didn't catch his breath, grinning in pain.

"My sword is far sharper than you think."

After Xu Shuwen finished saying this, Cui Chong was stunned, not knowing what he was thinking, the wandering sword flew again and slashed his throat.