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The bright lights were swaying in the wind, and the lights in the sword pavilion buildings were bright at the moment.

Yan Jian sat on the somewhat gloomy bed, and his cold eyes were a little cold and piercing in the firelight.

As the leader of the new disciples of the sect, Yan Jian's prestige among these disciples is not low.

Even if Yan Jian was not a leader disciple, there were dozens of disciples around him.

Most of these disciples used to be killers.

At this moment, Yan Jian was about to frown slightly and looked at the several new disciples in front of him, silent.

These new disciples were from Western Qin, and at this moment they had left Su Defeat's team and joined the retirement of other leaders. One of the older disciples was saying in a colorful voice, "Senior Brother Yanjian, your strength is obvious to everyone present. If a genius like you stays in the defeated team, he can only be said to be condescending. In the inner door, time also means resources, and getting the most resources in the shortest time can better improve the strength. ”

"The leader of the Sanskrit Song once said that if Senior Brother Yan Jian joined his team, he would give Senior Brother the greatest resources. Seeing Yan Jian's unmoved expression, this disciple chattered endlessly.

"Fan Ge, is that the leader from Western Qin?" In the light and darkness, Yan Jian's deep voice gradually rose.

"Yes. This disciple's face immediately flushed with a little excitement: "But Senior Brother Yanjian can rest assured, although the leader of the Sanskrit Song is from Western Qin, he is virtuous and does not avoid relatives, and only uses talents." ”

"Drop-off. Yan Jian interrupted the disciple's tirade and said coldly.

"Senior Brother Yanjian, you might as well think about it again, and secretly cast it with its pearl. Why not follow the leader of the Brahmana Gita. This disciple was a little unwilling. The disciples of Western Qin who followed him also spoke one after another, trying to change Yan Jian's attention.

Shout!

A sharp wisp of sword qi pierced through the light and darkness, slashing across the disciple's cheek.

Blood burst out, and the disciple screamed miserably, intellectually telling him that he should retreat now, but the heart-rending pain on his cheek made his face a little hideous: "Yan Jian, don't be embarrassed." Su defeated the prince of Qin Zheng who killed my Western Qin, and the leader of the Sanskrit Song will inevitably fight with him endlessly. If you stay in this team, you will inevitably be suppressed by the leaders of the Brahma. ”

When the words fell, the disciple immediately brushed his sleeves away indignantly.

The other disciples also glared at Yan Jian, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed. The gaze is a little playful. I don't know what to do.

With the departure of these disciples, there was a rare moment of silence in the Accord.

After half a ring, a voice came out of the Accord side: "Brother Yanjian, what this disciple said may have some truth. These veteran leaders have been in the Shake Light Pavilion for several years. Naturally, there are a lot of resources in hand. If only we could defect to these veteran leaders. Get its attention. There will be a lot of resources. In the short term, the strength will be increased by leaps and bounds. ”

Yan Jian's eyes raised slightly to look at the young man who spoke out, this young man's name was Blood Feather. I have known him for several years, and his strength is second only to himself and others. Seeing the young man's face with some emotion, Yan Jian frowned slightly: "You want to leave this team?"

"Hmm. Maybe the leader of Su Defeat is stronger than us, but in terms of heritage and team strength, he can't compare to these veteran leaders. ”

"Brother Yanjian, you don't want to spend years in this Shaking Light Pavilion. ”

Water flows downwards, and people tend to go upwards a lot of the time. The young man named Blood Feather did not hide his thoughts at all: "I waited for several years of my killer career to finally get the qualification to be promoted to the inner disciple, and no one would put this hard-won opportunity on a young leader. ”

Yan Jian's brows furrowed even deeper, and he looked at the rest of the brothers who followed all the way: "What do you think?"

Catching Yan Jian's gaze, most of them lowered their heads in silence.

"Everyone has their own ambitions, and I don't force you, but one person has two brothers. There are some things you may not want to hear, but I want to say them anyway. People often don't limit themselves to the present, but look ahead. After a short silence, Yan Jian took the lead in speaking: "Whether it is the leader of the Western Qin Dynasty or the leader of the Tang Dynasty, for the Langya Seven Pavilions, they are always the losers who have been eliminated by the times. Why should we put our hard-won opportunities on these people?"

"Blood feathers, the icing on the cake in this world is precious, but the most memorable thing is the charcoal in the snow. Yan Jian sighed slightly, people walking in the dark may cherish the warmth of each other. When the words fell, Yan Jian closed his eyes slightly, until several hurried footsteps faded away, Yan Jian suddenly sighed slightly.

Such a scene was playing out all the time among this group of new disciples, some stubbornly stayed, and some resolutely left here with ambition to join the team of the leaders of the Western Qin or the leaders of the Tang Dynasty.

The lights in the many sword pavilions are flickering, and the buildings have long been empty.

The noisy lower area had once again regained its former sorrow, except for a few new disciples who had remained and sighed softly in the wind, staring at the Sword Pavilion in the center. From beginning to end, this closed sword pavilion has never been opened.

The scholar and the seven sins stood in the glass lamp of Yan Shan, quietly watching this scene.

"They're going to regret it, they're going to regret it until their bowels are green. The Seven Sins said coldly.

"It's because of their regret that the people who stay behind feel how lucky they are. Everyone has their own aspirations, and it is impossible to say who is right and who is wrong. The scholar raised his head, his eyes under the straw hat were as bright as stars: "So far, how many people have left?"

"Many, even the new disciples of the rest of the sects have left quite a bit. The Seven Sins folded their hands with some seriousness.

The scholar glared at the Seven Sins and bluffed, "How many people are there?"

"By now, counting the leaders, there are one hundred and five left. Seven Sins sighed lightly, and his tone suddenly became cold: "These two leaders are a good method, and they have disintegrated the new disciples without much effort, and at the same time strengthened their own team. ”

......

In the basement, Su Yu slowly opened his eyes, and the surging power in his body converged.

Looking at the shocking sword marks on the ground, Su Yu smiled with a little satisfaction, whether it is the sword or the control of the body, it is not as casual as before, after today's hard work, it is like restoring the level to the outside world. Even now out of the sword or wandering between. Su Yu was a little accustomed to the gravity here, and when he got up, Su Fu's heart condensed slightly, looking at the soaring proficiency on the Moon Water Shadow Sword, the corners of Su Fu's mouth slowly lifted a smile: "It is thousands of points of proficiency again, and there is still a gap of tens of thousands of points from the realm of a generation of grandmasters." However, at this pace, he will soon be able to cultivate to the realm of a first-generation grandmaster. ”

Walking out of the basement, Su Yu looked at the white clothes that had been soaked with sweat all over his body, simply bathed and changed, and washed the back of the Qingfeng Ancient Sword Xue Liang by the way. Fang just walked out of the Sword Pavilion.

"Quiet enough. Su Su raised his eyes and looked. The whole area looked like a ghost town, and I walked slowly towards the end of the stone path. It wasn't until in front of the cyan stone tablet that Su defeated Fang stood with his hands in his hands, raising his eyes to look at the undulating layers of Feige Liudan above. Faintly, you can hear the melodious sound of ceremonial music. It is in stark contrast to the dead silence of the area where he is located.

"It's a bit of a frustration. The person who poached me and then showed it off to me so boldly. Western Qin, Tang Dynasty. Being silent for no reason is not my defeated character. Su Yu pursed his lips, and a touch of coldness slowly seeped out on his white face. A moment later. Several sharp wind-breaking sounds sounded in the rear, and Su Yu didn't reply: "How many people are left?"

"One hundred and five. The voice of the Seven Sins gradually rose in the wind and snow, and after half a sound, the scholar and the Seven Sins appeared behind Su Wei. Hearing this, the cold on Su Fu's face eased a lot, and even a little bright smile: "Fortunately, I didn't become the commander of the light pole, which is much better than the imagined situation." ”

Yan Jian, who was standing in front of the window, raised his eyes to look at the white-clothed figure at the end of the stone road, and the coldness in his eyes was relieved, and he walked down the attic. At the same time, in the rest of the Sword Pavilion, several figures also walked out one after another. These figures walked towards the end of the stone path with great tacit understanding, standing behind the Seven Sins and the scholar, each looking at Su Yu's back with a little complicated emotion in their eyes.

The new disciples who stayed were all gathered here, Su Yu turned around, calmly met these different eyes, and asked softly: "Your salute should not have fallen in the attic, should you have brought it with you." ”

An inexplicable sentence made these new disciples look stunned, and Yan Jian was also a little stunned, but Su Yu's next sentence made the eyes of the people present change drastically: "If it doesn't fall, then let's go." While it's still early in the night, find a place to live. As the words fell, Su Yu stepped out of the boundary formed by the cyan stone stele, and his whole body suddenly lightened. Su Yu walked straight towards the stone path above, which led to the middle area of the Shaking Light Pavilion.

Seven Sins clasped his hands tightly, and the corners of his mouth oozed a little coldness, and he stepped forward.

The scholar lowered his straw hat slightly and smiled lightly, he knew that this night was destined to be an unpeaceful night.

Looking at Su Fu's back walking straight up, Yan Jian and the others realized the meaning of Su Fu's previous words, the leader was going to live in the middle area. However, the mid-level area has been occupied by two leaders, and they can't give it up lightly.

That is, this is about to go to war.

Thinking of this, Yan Jian's face immediately showed a hideous coldness, and he raised his body like an arrow from the string to chase after Su Defeat.

The rest of the new disciples also rushed out violently, and these two leaders openly wooed the new disciples, seemingly to suppress Su Defeat, but it was also contempt for their team. When they entered the inner gate, they realized that their new disciples were like a whole, and they were all prosperous.

More than 100 figures carrying long swords swept straight out like a rainbow and rushed towards the middle area.

There is also a stone monument in front of the middle area, and the sound of salute music wafts out.

The two disciples were standing behind the stone monument, looking at the brightly lit area behind them with some dissatisfaction, and pouted, "I really don't know why the two leaders greeted these weak chickens so ceremoniously. ”

"These weak chickens came to join our leader, and the leader naturally had to receive them ceremoniously and show his bearing, not only to be able to get a good reputation, but also to win over these weak chickens. I'm sure these weak chickens will be thrilled to see the leader receive them in person. ”

"Weak chicken? That's a bit unpleasant. ”

Just as the two disciples were chatting, a calm voice suddenly sounded.

The two disciples' bodies shook suddenly, and when they turned to look, they saw that in the dark night like ink, a young man in white came slowly with an ancient sword on his back, and his white clothes fluttered. Secondly, more than 100 figures followed closely behind like shadows, coming with great momentum......

ps: [The weak chickens are going to march, let me cheer for them with the monthly pass as a bunting.] Ask for a monthly pass] (to be continued......)