Without the protection of Windswept Villa, the sword in this hand is a talisman.

The man in blue held the talisman and looked at the people around him angrily and sadly.

"Who are you?"

The man in blue had a very soft voice and looked weak, and behind him, his clothes had been soaked in a dark color, and his hair was covered with loose hair, which was very embarrassing.

"Who are we?"

The man in blue looked to the side, and a gap appeared in the encirclement, and a man came slowly.

Dressed in a red cape, his face is beautiful, and a little cinnabar in the center of his eyebrows adds to the style.

"We are the ones who have come to save you."

Save him?

The wounds on his body were brought by these people.

The man in blue didn't believe his words at all, but now he was seriously injured, and he didn't have the strength to fight with these people at all.

"You want this Manjing!" The man in blue stuck his sword on the ground, "Here you are, let me go!" ”

Man has no owner and is a scrap of iron, and the man is betting on whether the other party knows the purpose of this sword.

He was not originally a person in the rivers and lakes, but a swordsmanship enthusiast, and he was regarded as the master when he got this sword by chance, and he didn't know that this sword was Man Jing before entering Fengxing Mountain Villa.

It's not that the people in the rivers and lakes don't know about martial arts, and it wasn't until the last martial arts conference that he didn't know how many people wanted the sword in his hand.

He was also monitored in Fengxing Villa, and he usually couldn't go out, and he wasn't sure which sect the person in front of him was.

The person in front of him sneered, "What is the use of this palace's main focus on scrap iron." ”

Yan Sheng chuckled in his heart, and the person in front of him looked disdainful and arrogant, and he really had no intention of this sword.

But if this is the case, why burn down the popular mountain villa, or even hunt him down.

"Take the people back, connect the scrap metal, and tell Yoyo to teach well, and it will be useful in the future."

Listening to his words, Yan Sheng drew his sword, and before he could see anyone approaching him, his eyes were dark, and he fell limply to the ground.

"Tut-tut, it hurts a lot."

The man in red walked up to him, picked up the sword that everyone in the rivers and lakes wanted, waved it lightly, and then threw it on the ground, "It's useless." ”

The man behind him lowered his head, disapproving of his master's idea of treating the sword as scrap metal.

"You!"

The person who was pointed out by the man in red was still a little dazed, and was pushed by the people around him before walking out.

The people who walked out had big shoulders and round waists, and they could see the strength of the muscles under the uniform and gorgeous clothes.

"Palace Master!"

"Do you want this sword?"

"The subordinates don't dare."

The man raised his eyebrows, "If you don't dare, you just want it, then I'll give it to you." I allow you to dare. ”

The subordinate raised his head to look at the beautiful person in front of him, and then lowered his head, and his tone was unconcealed joy, "Thank you Palace Master!" ”

The subordinate hurried to the man.

"Palace Master, someone from the Heavenly Dao Sect is here."

Han Qiaoqiao ran over from not far away and whispered to the man in red, and the man glanced at Yan Sheng, "Qiaoqiao, the last time you saw that day, the Taoist Mo Don't seduce your family's ......"

"Palace Master—"

Han Qiaoqiao called him with an ugly face.

"Okay, don't say it, then how about you say I'll help you get revenge."

The man in red took off his cloak and threw it into her arms, ripped off his hair, and looked weak.

Han Qiaoqiao realized what he wanted to do, and his eyes widened instantly, "Palace Master, no!" ”

The man's weak face narrowed, and he lowered his eyes and thought, "It's really not." ”

Han Qiaoqiao thought that he understood the danger, but he didn't know that the other party's sword was unsheathed, and two blood lights appeared on his body, and he continued to look weak.

"That's it."

Han Qiaoqiao looked confused.

"Take them back, lest you do me any good."

"Palace Master!"

The man lay on the ground, "You still don't listen to the words of the palace master?" ”

Han Qiaoqiao hugged the cloak, saw that he was a little angry, and bowed slightly, "Yes." ”

The man watched as the group of people withdrew little by little, and when everyone left, the sword had not yet been taken.

The subordinate knelt on the ground with a panicked expression, "Palace Master! ”

This sword seems to have the power of ten thousand jun, and no matter how strong he is, he can't hold it.

The subordinate didn't expect this at all, when he just watched the palace master take it, it was as light as a feather, and even the seriously injured Burning Sheng could afford it.

"Waste."

That subordinate didn't even dare to come out.

"Get out."

The man adjusted his posture and lay on the ground, and in less than half an hour after closing his eyes, the ground trembled slightly.

Although he didn't open his eyes, he could feel someone walk up to him and kick him.

Wake up with this foot!

"Alive."

The voice is clear, it's a woman.

Peel it off and make human skin socks!

He was thinking of a hundred ways to peel the skin for this man, but then his hands were messing with his face.

This hand is also left!

Make a human skin lantern!

"It's a real person."

The man thought of a thousand ways to do it.

Of course he's a real person!

I don't know that the Heavenly Daoist Sect who doesn't have long eyes dares to touch him!

"Sect Master, he is the master of Man Jing, Burning Sheng."

The man's eyes were closed, and a face of enduring anger suddenly appeared in his mind.

It turned out to be her!

No wonder the hands and feet are not honest!

Eight pieces were dismantled, five horses were divided, thousands of knives were cut, and Ling Chi was executed......

Yin Xi felt a gust of cold wind coming in from his neck, and couldn't help but shrink his neck.

"Burning Sheng? Take. ”

Yin Xi lost interest in this person, looked next to him, and saw a cold sword with messy patterns engraved on it.

"This is Manjing."

This time, the Great Elder who came out with her to find someone was the most difficult to deal with, and when he saw that she was looking at the iron sword, he explained to her lightly.

"I heard that this thing is magical, majestic."

The Great Elder was not interested in it at all, but he still replied, "What everyone wants in the rivers and lakes is good." ”

Yin Xi had already picked up the sword and turned it upside down, "This sword is quite heavy, is it playful?" ”

The sword is very beautiful, but the heavier the sword, the more uncomfortable it is to use, this is like moving a mountain, what are you doing with it?

Yin Xi threw the sword to the Great Elder, "Scrap iron." ”

The Great Elder subconsciously took the thing that Yin Xi threw over, but he didn't know that this fluttering sword was held to the hilt, and he felt that this arm seemed to be pressed down by a thousand catties of stones.

The tip of the sword was stuck in the ground, and the one-meter range around the tip of the sword suddenly broke away from a large area of the ground and sank eight feet deep.

"Master!"

Yin Xi was looking at the bloodstains around him, and when he heard the voice of the Great Elder, he looked over, and the Great Elder covered his arms and looked at the "scrap iron" with a look of surprise.

"What did you do?"

The Great Elder's pretty face was full of horror, and the deep sinking of the ground clearly told her how heavy the sword was, and her own arm was sprained by the weight. She looked at Yin Xi, who was unaware, and her doubts were even greater.

Although this sect leader was not the person who was appointed by their old sect leader, she had also investigated and tested before she became the sect leader.

Although they know some martial arts, they are not masters in the end, especially when they come back this time, they also found that Yin Xi's meridians are blocked, and they don't look like they can hold this sword.

The Great Elder stared at Yin Xi for a long time, and Yin Xi also looked at this man for a long time, and finally drew out his sword, "Can't take it?" ”

The Great Elder nodded.

"This sword has weight, let people carry it."

Yin Xi felt that this thing was also called a divine sword, so it had to look like a divine sword.

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