Chapter 567: Please don't hug the princess

One sword kill!

The disciples of the Sword Sharpening Hall were all dumbfounded.

Is this script reversed, according to the normal way of opening, Elder Liu Yan should kill the other party in seconds!

Elder Liu Yan cultivated for a long time, and in order to keep a breath of pure true qi, he never married and did not get close to women and men.

He used all the time of others masturbating to make iron, and the Elder of the Battle Hall was not only due to strength, but also destined.

Use the sword stone to sharpen the sword, and use the secret method of this sect to condense and compress the true qi one by one, and seal it into the sword.

Each sealing of a sword qi is equivalent to a full blow, and a normal person who seals ten sword qi will not be able to continue, and he needs to meditate and breathe to restore his true qi.

And Elder Liu Yan is different, it is not a problem to seal a hundred Dao a day, except for eating and sleeping, all the rest of the time is spent on sharpening the sword.

However, Elder Liu Yan is dead!

His strongest blow failed to hurt the corner of the opponent's clothes, but the opponent's casual sword cost him his life.

A man of the hour who has been famous for more than ten years (within a hundred miles), but he used the prestige he had cultivated all his life to serve as a stepping stone for a nobody.

Thinking of this, the disciples of the Sword Sharpening Hall were filled with righteous indignation.

"Shameless!"

"Fraud!"

"Victory is not martial!"

All kinds of noises were heard endlessly, and many people even sat down and drew their swords to avenge Elder Liu.

The gang leader of the Sword Sharpening Hall surprisingly did not stop it, but acquiesced and connived.

Stand up for justice?

Don't be funny, do you want to tell everyone that the Sword Hall is defeated, and then you will fulfill your promise and give up everything in the mountain gate?

If he dared to stand up, the disciples would definitely cut him down with their swords.

At this time, it is wisest to remain silent, after all, "the people's will is available".

Out of sight is pure, the gang leader of the Sword Sharpening Hall simply turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

In the ring, Split Rain sneered.

However, the current situation is not for him to decide, so he turned to look at his master.

"The disciple requests, one person and one sword, kill all the people who are not convinced, and kill those who will never obey!"

"Accurate!"

The popularity of the sword hall on the opposite side exploded.

Damn, we haven't opened our mouths yet, you guys just sang the double reed.

And kill them all, who do you think you are!

However, the long sword of the splitting rain was agitated, the sword was singing, and the sound of rolling wind and thunder circled, rose, and grew around its body.

"Look! This is the real secret transmission of the master, and it is said to be a cultivation method that leads the heavenly thunder into the body. ”

"Senior Brother Splitting Rain deserves to be the first person in the Six Studies, and he actually got this kind of opportunity, and we must work hard to study the Six Studies!"

Kill!!!

There was no need to instigate or agitate, the people of the Sword Sharpening Hall had already spontaneously drawn their swords and rushed to the ring in a swarm.

The rules of the Mountain Gate Challenge are universal, but many of them have local characteristics.

For example, all martial arts.

Just like an island country that advertises as a developed country, every time a national gangster congress is held, it is inevitable that there will be a fight.

Compared with the rules and etiquette of crepe, people still prefer Chiguoguo's fists to the flesh.

It's too easy, too easy, and too weird for the Shilipo Sword Sect to win!

The people of the Sword Hall are not convinced at all!

In this situation, even if it is forcibly annexed, it will be a dissensibility, and sooner or later it will lead to disaster.

Fortunately, Su Yuxuan is not a good stubble.

A wild girl who beats her cousin every day really doesn't know what it means to protect the environment and take care of flowers and plants.

Kill!!!

The cracked rain also moved, one man and one sword, but it was like a knight's charge.

Although there are tens of millions of people, I will go!

The power of thunder surged in the body, and the furious true qi turned the fierce destructive power into controllable speed and power under the constraints of the exercises.

Flashes of lightning!

At lightning speed!

Electrifying flint!

His figure flickered left and right, up and down, moving back and forth, a series of high-frequency, high-speed body changes were dazzling and dizzy.

The disciples of the Sword Sharpening Hall, who couldn't afford to lose, made up their minds and swarmed up, and the accumulated sword qi shot out one by one, crushing it with the posture of swatting mosquitoes on the door panel.

Although doing so will cause the strength of the Sword Hall to fall into a trough, and it will not be able to slow down for a few years, it is better than losing the mountain gate and changing the banner.

Moreover, many people with ulterior motives want to use the rain as a stepping stone for their promotion.

It's a pity that they found the wrong person.

The sword was pulled out, but the sword qi did not dare to shoot out.

Because they can't tell which enemy is the real one, and then they can't find out where the person is.

Laugh at!

Yes!

Belch......

The desperate cries of dying before dying continued to be heard from the crowd of the Sword Sharpening Hall, but more people were killed with a sword before they even had a chance to shout.

The cracked rain shuttling in the crowd couldn't help but chant a poem: kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for a thousand miles, go to the clothes after the incident, and hide deep in the name and name.

This is what Split Rain learned from Mr. Long.

Mr. Long has a habit of hating people - after defeating his opponents, he makes mockery and sarcasm, without a single dirty word, but he makes people vomit blood.

Typical magic damage far exceeds physical output.

"I'm sorry, I'll kill ten people in one step!"

When the rain stopped, none of the people rushing to the ring were standing, let alone gasping.

"Who else (shéi)!"

No one dared to look at him as the sword pointed at him, and when the first man bowed his knees in submission, the people around him knelt in hula.

At this time, whoever says that others are deceitful and win without force is a typical brain pit.

Look at what kind of things are in the Sword Hall, you can't afford to lose, what is the future of following this kind of sect.

It's better to still have the Shilipo Sword Sect, this thigh must be held steady.

Only then did Split Rain turn around and walk towards his crowd step by step, when he was blocked by the surrounding brothers and sisters, his legs suddenly weakened, and if he wasn't hugged by the person next to him, he would probably have to be paralyzed on the ground.

The power of thunder is indeed domineering, but the consumption is not ordinarily fierce, if it is not for the exhaustion of true qi, he will not stop.

After taking two breaths, Split Rain suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Uh, this senior brother, you can just hold me, why do you want the princess to hug me?

On the other side, Su Yuxuan took a step forward and instantly attracted the attention of the audience.

"Where is the Sharpening Sword Hall Gang Master?"

No one answered......

The gang leader just took the opportunity to escape, wanting to wait for the riot to pass before cleaning up the mess, but he didn't expect the other party to be so neat, and in a few dozen breaths, the rioting crowd was wiped out.

As a result, he didn't have the face to reappear.

Su Yuxuan snorted, "Who is going to take his head, promote the inner disciple, and teach the sect a peerless school!" ”

Hearing this, the disciples of the Shilipo Sword Sect were all excited.

After all, so far, only Split Yu has been promoted to an inner disciple because of his excellent grades in the six studies and won unanimous praise from the four gentlemen, and he has learned the mastery of the Shilipo Sword Sect.

Others want to learn, well, go to the six studies first, and then get the unanimous approval of several gentlemen.

It's just an impossible task, okay?

In contrast, taking the head of a nobody is simply sending a score question, and a fool will not do it.

"Hey, why don't you get a few more gang leaders and deputy gang leaders in the Sword Hall."