The middle-aged man was beaten and retreated, and his hand holding the sword was a little stiff. But the man on the opposite side did not stagnate at all, and the power of the white fairy spirit was against his green wind spirit root, and the strength was not half a point behind at all, and there was a vaguely stronger taste than him.

The two fought only three or five times, and the tables and chairs of the entire inn were in ruins. Even the roof was hit by the sword stream and the skylight opened.

"Dead! He's dead! This is a loss for death. The shopkeeper and Xiao Er at the front desk squatted underneath, feeling the crackling sound outside. The shopkeeper wants to cry without tears......

Today's loss is really big enough, he doesn't have to go out, he knows what it's going to be like outside? The strong cultivators competed, and it was already good if they didn't raze their inn to the ground.

Compared with him, there are middle-aged men who want to cry without tears. He looked at Liyan Jue, and it was clear that the other party's strength was only in the middle stage of fetal breath, but the power and strength of the immortal spirit were even more powerful than his mid-stage of Bigu. This is not normal at all, is it possible that the other party has suppressed the rank?

The middle-aged man's last psychological defense line was also defeated by this idea, and the sword in his hand was loosened, and then he only had time to see a glimmer of light in the man's deep and narrow eyes, and then the sword in his hand was opened by the other party.

"Zheng~"

The sword was inserted into a stake, and before he could react, his neck was caught in the cold light of an ordinary sharp sword.

"Apologize." Two faint words, with coldness.

The audience was stunned......

Especially the disciples at the end of the Purple Cloth Gate, they couldn't believe it. It was actually their side that lost.

Hearing the man's words, they hadn't reacted yet.

The long sword in Liyanjue's hand was one step closer, and his narrow eyes locked on his sexy voice and said coldly: "It seems that you choose to shut up permanently?" ”

If it weren't for the fact that the other party was a sect, killing this master in vain would bring trouble to the Fuyun Sect, he would have killed the other party directly a long time ago and would not talk nonsense twice. Of course, he is not afraid of trouble, but Lan'er is definitely unwilling.

Hearing Liyan Jue's words, the middle-aged man immediately reacted, and then looked down at the sword on his neck and said to the disciples around him in a panic: "Don't you apologize soon?" So he took the lead in facing Liyan Jue and Yunlan and others at this end: "I...... We were wrong, forget about you, let us go! ”

Yunlan said just now, if you want to reconcile, apologize first.

If you don't listen to it now, you must solve it violently, right? Sure enough, it's good now.

In an instant, the disciples of the Purple Cloth Sect around them all panicked: "We are wrong, we should not speak wildly and forget the forgiveness of all kinds of adults. ”

One by one, they are extremely cautious, and they dare not say anything else?

Nonsense, except for Shizun, their strength is not at all the opponent of Cai Lingyang, Xue Zichang, Yan Bing, Lu Yuanke and others. So at this time, the master was restrained, and one by one he panicked.

The situation was reversed suddenly, and the people of the Floating Cloud Sect at this end were still lazily sitting in their seats drinking tea. They listened to these apologies and felt comfortable, but as for whether to forgive or not, it is not their business?

At this time, they looked at Yun Lan, not knowing what she would do? After all, Yunlan is now their backbone.

However, at this time, Yun Lan was a little careless and didn't reply: "Since everyone is safe, this apology will be reluctantly accepted." But ......"

But......?

All hearts are held high......

But Yun Lan said: "I'm afraid the purple clothes door will be responsible for these damaged things in the inn, right?" ”