Gu Shuo finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the Wuji Sword Saint smile, it seems that this Wuji Sword Saint still has some affection for Huaxia's people, thinking about it, after all, his blood is also Huaxia's blood.

"Yes, if the kid can return to Huaxia, the rest of the matter will not bother you." Gu Shuo nodded, as long as he returned to Huaxia Yanlong, he would definitely be able to notify the people of the national security to come, who would be able to cross the sea and kill himself in front of the Huaxia national security personnel?

"Okay." After the Wuji Sword Saint finished speaking, he looked up at the people who had already stopped fighting, if Duanmu Yongyu hadn't been using the 'ghost sound technique' in private to make him not act rashly, he would have come over with a handsome man and two generals a long time ago.

As the name suggests, the ghost sound technique is a spell that transmits sound to ghosts, and no one present can hear it except Gu Shuo and the five ghosts.

Gu Shuo heard the consent of the Wuji Sword Saint, so he said simply: "Back then, many schools also succumbed to the obscenity of the three major schools before participating in the battle with the Wuji Sword Dao. Gu Shuo's words pushed the top three swordsmanship schools to the forefront.

A pun, which means that Gu Shuo will not stop the Wuji Sword Saint from venting, but just deal with those top-ranked sword sects, of course, don't kill them all, and there is a feeling of being a peacemaker when he says this,

Hearing this, the eyes of the Wuji Sword Saint suddenly became indifferent, "Dongjo is a sword stream, Beichen is a sword stream, and the heart-shaped sword Shinto is flowing, back then, your three major schools led the people to slaughter my Wuji Sword Dao disciples, and now Gu Shuo did defeat me just now, he proposed that if he didn't want me to wash the 'On Sword Hill', I would naturally sell him a face, but the death penalty can be avoided and the living crime cannot be escaped, within ten breaths, I want your five legendary sword leaders to lead the disciples to cut off their own hands, and I can let you leave today, if not, no one will be left!" ”

After the Wuji Sword Saint finished speaking, the Wuji Sword Dao disciple behind him immediately shouted in agreement, "Don't leave a single one!" Shouting made all the swordsmanship school disciples feel for a while.

"Ten...... Nine...... Eight...... Seven...... Six ......" all the Wuji Kendo disciples began to shout.

Liu Sheng Xiongtai took all the disciples and Duanmu Yongyu and them to Gu Shuo's side, Hum Tian and Ha Tian supported Gu Shuo one by one, Gu Shuo looked at those hesitant swordsmanship schools, and couldn't help sighing, it seems that this swordsmanship school is really going to decline for a while.

Those swordsmanship warriors who are not the three major schools of swordsmanship, when they see that they don't have their own things, they all hang up one by one, and they look like they don't care about themselves.

"Five...... Four ......" shouted four, both the Wuji Kendo people and the ninjas were ready to kill.

"The heart-shaped knife belongs! Kill yourself! Kamiya Mingxin shouted and picked up a sharp blade and cut off his left palm, Kamiya Mingxin was also ruthless, he was injured now, even if he was in his heyday, he would not be the opponent of the Wuji Sword Saint, but not to mention that there was a group of ninjas who were eyeing each other and several of Gu Shuo's very powerful subordinates were ready to attack at any time.

The head of the sword was cut off, and the disciples dared to hesitate, and hurriedly cut off their left hand.

"Three...... 2. ......"

"Cut! Cut! Beichen's sword head was in a cold sweat, he understood that as long as his group did not cut off his palm, then the Wuji Sword Saint would inevitably act immediately after counting, and the strength of the three major swordsmanship schools could still be slightly opposed for a while, but the people of the heart-shaped sword god Dao flow all cut their palms, what else to fight against others?

Qi brushed down a palm, and Tojo Nishiinu also gritted his teeth and glanced at Tojo Ichiro, "Cut!" ”

Tojo Nishiinu then chopped off his hand, and Tojo Ichiro's eyes let out a cold light, "I'll you!" Die! Tojo Ichiro suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the Wuji Sword Saint, although he cut off one hand is his left hand, but the katana of this book is generally held with both hands, so a broken hand is equivalent to half a wasted person, Tojo Ichiro is unwilling to fight it.

"One! …… It's time! Kill the man who didn't cut his hand! The Infinite Sword Saint snorted coldly.

Rows of three-edged darts shot out densely, and although the legendary sword leader Tojo Ichiro, who was still running wildly, dodged some, he was still pierced into a hedgehog by the darts after a while, and he snorted and lay on the ground and vomited blood.

Gu Shuo took a breath when he saw this, this dart was poisonous!

There are also a few scattered people who fish in troubled waters without breaking their hands, all of them have been hit by darts, and they can't survive.

"We've all done it, should we be let go?" Tojo Nishiinu was very angry when he saw Tojo Ichiro's tragic death, but Tojo Nishiu could only endure it, and he was afraid that the Wuji Sword Saint would not abide by the agreement.

"Get out!" After the Wuji Sword Saint finished speaking, a group of people began to flee like amnesty.

"Infinite Sword Master! You're going to let them go? A ninja shouted angrily.

"What? No way? The Infinite Sword Master glanced at the ninja.

The ninja pointed at the Infinite Sword Saint and said, "Don't forget that, they are the ones who slaughtered your fellow people!" ”

"Yes, the people who slaughtered my sect are not bad, but the people who participated in the war at that time are now only those five sword heads, and there is no climate when they have a broken hand, and there is no difference between them having a broken hand and losing their lives."

"Infinite Sword Master!" The ninja was just about to continue, when the Infinite Sword Saint held the sword in his hand and swung it twice in succession, and already put the sword on the ninja's neck.

"What are you? Dare to yell at me? I said let it go, let it go, you want to kill yourself! The Infinite Sword Master withdrew his sword and kicked the ninja out, waving his hand, "Go!" ”

Yanagi Yuta took his disciples and hurriedly followed Gu Shuo and the men and horses of Wuji Sword Dao to the bottom of the mountain.

The ninja hunched his waist and covered his stomach, sweating in pain, now go hunt down the disciples of those swordsmanship schools? It is estimated that he has not killed many of them, and he has already fled to the foot of the mountain, and the foot of the mountain is no better than this 'On Sword Hill', where a big disturbance can be stabbed in a big basket.

The ninja gritted his teeth, "Withdraw!" I'm afraid that the old ghost of the Wuji Sword Saint will be difficult to use as a pawn in the future, and the matter of the fox demon will have to rely on ourselves! Fortunately, Elder Yiqi has a high opinion and has already planted people in Huaxia, hum! The ninja waved his hand, and as soon as he did, the man jumped into the surrounding grass and scattered.

……

When Gu Shuo woke up, he was already in the inner courtyard of the Liusheng faction, his entire upper body was almost wrapped in zongzi, and Yan Long and Bai Yan were sitting beside him.

"Are you feeling better?" Bai Yan looked at Gu Shuo and asked.

Gu Shuo nodded, the wound didn't feel painful, shouldn't it? Gu Shuo looked at his upper body, and his white hands were stroking back and forth on his body, I'll go! Gu Shuo really felt that there was some meaning of feng shui taking turns, not long ago he was still touching the body of Bai Yan, the little fox, but it didn't take much time for the two of them to change their roles.