Chapter 130: The people of Sword Mountain deserve to die

Liu Yishou handed over the matter of selling pills to the Xuanyu Sect Master, and he really wasn't the material for doing business, and he was a master when you asked him to rob others.

It's better to go to the Ancient World to get some medicinal materials and come back, and wait until Xuanyu completes the business, but it won't be possible in a day or two.

Just as Liu Yishou was about to go out again.

In front of the mountain gate.

The disciples of Liangming were guarding the mountain gate, at this time, the sky clouds floated down, and a behemoth suddenly hung down, and the shocked disciples changed their faces greatly, and hurriedly rang the alarm bell, and the roaring sound spread over the sect.

"This is the Shenzhou of Sword Mountain, why are they here?"

It's been almost half a year since the last time Sword Mountain came to Xuankong Mountain, so this time they are coming to us for revenge.

The entire appearance of Shenzhou was completely revealed, and it was pitch black, enveloping the world and the entire mountain gate in shadows.

Jun Moxiao stood on the Great King Peak, his eyes staring into the distance, and he felt a familiar aura.

"Ximen Leopard, why did they all come to the Great Wilderness?"

On that Shenzhou, he couldn't be more familiar with those two breaths, Ximen Leopard was a disciple of the Ximen family in Zhongzhou, and Jun Bufan was a direct disciple of the Jun family who kicked him into the Great Wilderness, his cousin.

Now these two people are sitting on the Shenzhou of Sword Mountain and came to Xuankong Mountain, is it to find themselves?

Several figures in the sect attacked, not the top elders, just some ordinary elders in the sect, who heard the alarm bell of the sect, and came out to see what was going on.

Shenzhou.

"My lord, we have arrived. A disciple said respectfully.

Simon Leopard opened his eyes, his voice was calm, but there was a kind of majesty that was not angry and arrogant in it: "Go down!"

At the gate of the mountain, an elder looked up at the Shenzhou in the sky, and frowned: "Eight-winged Shenzhou, this is the treatment of the Divine Son of Sword Mountain, what is the Divine Son of Sword Mountain doing in our Xuankong Mountain?"

Another elder said, "Don't they know that the demigods of the temple are all in the hands of my Zongliu King, and they dare to come here to show off their might?"

"This shouldn't be, if it's a show of power, there will definitely be elders with you, and it won't just be a god son coming over. ”

At this time, several disciples came down from the Shenzhou, led by the Ximen Leopard paper fan opened, long hair flowing, silent, trampling on the heaven and earth, when they saw these people at the gate of the mountain, they showed a smile, and the paper fan closed: "Ximen Leopard in Xiazhongzhou represents Jianshan, and comes to Xuankong Mountain to talk about important things." ”

"It turned out to be a friend of Jianshan, I lost my welcome, I don't know if this friend came to my Xuankong Mountain on behalf of Jianshan, what important things to talk about?" An elder stepped forward to ask, not long after the war between Xuankong Mountain and Jianshan ended, an elder from Jianshan came to Xuankong Mountain, and finally lost face and left angrily, and now someone is coming, I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in this gourd?

I don't understand, I don't understand it at all.

Ximen Leopard didn't hide it, and went straight to the point: "The disciples of Xuankong Mountain killed Situ Haoran, the holy son of Jianshan, and even killed 50,000 disciples of Jianshan, Situ Haoran is the person that my Ximen family fancies, you don't even say hello, just kill him like this, it's a bit unreasonable, I'm here to ask the girl for an explanation today." ”

As soon as the words fell, the faces of these elders changed slightly, but they didn't expect that this person would come for that Situ Hao.

The ordinary disciples looked at each other even more, not knowing what the situation was, this Situ Haoran died in the battle between the two armies, not because of personal grudges.

But they didn't speak, and it was up to the elders to see what they had to say.

One of the elders asked, "I don't know which disciple you are referring to, friend?"

Simon Leopard shook his head with a smile: "I don't know." ”

"I don't know the name, but it's not easy to do, there are countless disciples in my sect, and trying to find one person is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Besides, at that time, the two sects were at war, either you died or I lived, and there were more people who died on the battlefield, if you had to ask for an explanation for every death, then simply don't cultivate. An elder said.

"This is not in the way, just call out all the disciples of the Tianyuan Realm, I have the disciples of Sword Mountain here, and they should be on the scene. Ximen Leopard said unhurriedly, and then said softly: "That junior brother, come over for a while." ”

At this moment, a disciple in a yellow robe walked out. With a gloomy and terrifying face, he arched his hand towards Ximen Leopard, and then faced the Xuankong Mountain Elder.

"On that day, in the first line of heaven, that person hid my 50,000 disciples of Sword Mountain into a line of heaven, and then used the demon method to borrow heavenly thunder and bombard all my Sword Mountain disciples. ”

The yellow-robed man took out a portrait and unfolded it directly in front of everyone.

Everyone in Xuankong Mountain looked at the portrait, looked at each other for a while, and couldn't help laughing: "Friend, is this a person on this portrait?

Ximen Leopard didn't speak, but the yellow-robed man spoke: "After he transformed, his whole body was pitch black. That's what it looks like. ”

The elders naturally knew who the person on this portrait was, but they could only pretend not to know: "If that's the case, then it's really hard to recognize, we really don't have this kind of disciple in Xuankong Mountain, I think you Sword Mountain must be mistaken." ”

"No way. The yellow-robed man roared. He will never forget the devastating scene at that time. Sometimes closing your eyes comes to mind.

If he hadn't been a dog and stolen his life, I'm afraid he would have died at the hands of that devil.

The elders shook their heads: "If you don't have a clear goal, we can't help you find it, so please ask your friends from Sword Mountain to go back!"

"What are you doing, so many people are blocked at the mountain gate, if you have this time, why don't you hurry up and cultivate. ”

Then a voice came.

It was precisely when he was preparing to go out of the sect to go to the ancient wilderness to find medicine that he got Liu's hand, and it was really good to come to the mountain gate, and when he saw a large group of people surrounding the mountain gate and not cultivating, he suddenly became angry.

When the elders present heard the voice, their faces suddenly changed, and they didn't expect the disciple that Jian Shan was looking for to come over by themselves.

When the yellow-robed man saw Liu Yishou, he immediately shouted in panic: "It's him, it's him, Lord Ximen is him......"

Liu Yishou arrived at the scene. The disciples next to him gave way, and all the disciples respectfully said, "Senior brother"

"Hmm. Liu nodded with one hand, found the yellow-robed man pointing at him, and wondered, "Who are you?"

The yellow-robed man's expression was obviously a little crazy, and his mouth was torn: "He is the one who blew up and killed our 50,000 disciples on the first line of heaven, it is him, even if he turns to ashes, I remember, Lord Ximen, take him down quickly." ”

"Don't you remember? In the first line of heaven, you used heavenly thunder to blow up all my brothers and sisters, but you didn't expect that I was still alive. ”

Liu Yishou didn't quite understand, and looked at the yellow-robed man in front of him strangely: "Who are you? I don't seem to remember that you have appeared!"

"Qubble, you still want to quibble. The yellow-robed man roared, and because he was so excited, he began to dance with his hands.

The elders didn't expect Liu Yishou to come out, but looking at Liu Yishou's appearance, he didn't know it, so it was easy to do, and then said: "This friend of Jianshan, you look at the disciple of Jianshan and there is something wrong, you can't listen to him alone, besides, the battlefield was so chaotic, just rely on his words, to frame my sect senior brother, it seems unreasonable, if there is no full evidence, even if the sect master of Jianshan comes in person, you can't believe it!"

It's just that at this time, Liu Yiyi frowned, and said: "I remember this place, this is a battlefield of the battle between the two sects, and I remember that many people were killed at that time, but you, I really don't have any impression." If you can be specific, maybe I'll be able to remember who you are. ”

"You are still pretending, Situ Haoran, my senior brother Situ Haoran was killed by you", did you forget, don't think that I won't recognize you if you can transform, tell you, I remember you. ”

"Oh, Situ Haoran, I remember that there is such a person, he seems to have a grandfather who is an elder called Situ What I forgot, and what kind of grandfather did a saint in the temple, all died at my hands, but this kind of little person really can't remember for a second!" Liu Yishou remembered, and then said with a smile,

"Remember, this king's name is Liu Yishou, it's not a black cake, I think the black cake you said must be like this!"

The surrounding elders listened to Liu's personal admit, and their faces suddenly changed greatly.

Suddenly.

The scene has changed.

Liu single-handedly performed a wild change, directly turned into a ten-zhang giant, and appeared in front of everyone, a huge figure, shocking everyone.

Smack!

A huge hand landed on the yellow-robed man's head, and a smile appeared on his face: "Is this what you see?"

The yellow-robed man's pupils contracted suddenly, and his face was full of fear, as if he had seen a ghost.

"That's him, he's like this, my lord, it's he who killed Situ Haoran. ”

Ximen Leopard, who was standing on the side, didn't expect things to be so simple, and then a smile appeared on his face: "I didn't expect it to be so easy to find, the murderer of my friend, you have to give an explanation to the dead disciple of Jianshan for the second time." ”

Liu Yiyi turned his head: "It's not that I found it, it's the king himself who admitted, and the king will never hide in front of the ants." ”

"The battle between the two armies is a matter of the survival of the sect, either you die or I die, fighting on the battlefield, life and death are fateful, is there still a problem? Or is your Sword Mountain really so weak, you will only come to cry your nose, and if you have the ability, you can come to retaliate. ”

"Open killing, assassination, even if you don't hesitate to fight to the death of the two sects, you can do it, as long as you have the courage to come. ”

"Are you satisfied with this explanation?"

At this moment, the audience was silent, and everyone didn't expect that Liu Yishou would be so unscrupulous, even if he did not hesitate to start a sect war.

If it was an ordinary disciple, these elders would definitely reprimand them.

But what they can face is the peak master of Dawang Peak, the senior brother of Xuankong Mountain, and the fiancΓ© of the sect master, they don't have the courage to reprimand Liu.

The onlookers were suffocated, they didn't expect that the senior brother would be so domineering, killing the disciples of Sword Mountain, and people came to the door, without looking for any reason, directly admitting it, and constantly provoking others.

even, he did not hesitate to start a sect war.

Although, none of them wanted to fight, but, the words of the senior brother.

but it made their blood boil.

The people of Sword Mountain deserve to die.