Chapter 22: The Divine Soldiers of the Ages

Qiu Renjiu stood on the high platform in the middle of the flat ground, and shouted arrogantly: "Friends of the cultivation realm, all the heroes of the rivers and lakes, thank you for being able to gather at Duxiu Peak today at the invitation of the Spirit Immortal Sect to share the fun of the Sword Tasting Conference. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

He looked around at the people under the high platform triumphantly, and said smugly: "Maybe some friends will ask, what is the relationship between the leader of the Qingzhou Gang, Enemy Jiu, and the Lingxian Sect? Since then, the Qingzhou Gang has been a hall of the Lingxian Sect, the Qingzhou Hall, and my old enemy is the hall master. ”

"Hey, it's weird, what about the old gang leader of the Qingzhou Gang? How can the surnamed Qiu be the master of the Qingzhou Gang?" someone asked in a low voice.

"You don't know this, the old gang leader of the Qingzhou Gang died of a recurrence of his old injuries more than 20 days ago, and after his death, the surnamed Qiu took over the position of the leader of the Qingzhou Gang. Another explained.

"I haven't heard of the old gang leader of the Qingzhou Gang, what injuries have he suffered before, how can the old injuries recur? ”

"It's strange that you're big, it's hard to say if you want to get an old injury, today I'll cut you, tomorrow you'll die, this is also a recurrence of an old injury, stupid. ”

"How do you speak? You can slash me?"

"Forget it, forget it, don't make any noise, just now this benevolent brother is just an analogy, he has no grievances with you, why do you slash you?

"What is he going to do with this shameless thing?" Luo Mu asked Chunzhu softly, he now felt that he and Chunzhu were extremely close, and he really wanted to hear Chunzhu's opinion.

Chunzhu glanced at Luo Mu with a smile: "See, the firewood stick behind the mad dog has stood up, and the show is about to start." ”

Luo Mu just wanted to laugh, but covered his mouth again. Chunzhu compares the enemy nine to a mad dog and Situ Wang to a firewood stick, which is too vivid and fun. He really wanted to laugh, but he was afraid of alarming others and attracting Ba Tuwan's scolding.

Therefore, he could only cover his mouth and swallow the laughter into his stomach, enjoying this rare happiness to himself.

"Next, I would like to invite the left envoy of the Lingxian Sect, the Situ envoy and everyone to meet. Please listen to the heroes and heroes, the mystical words of the old fairy Situ. The enemy suddenly looked like a pug, shaking his head and tail at his master, Situ Wang.

Situ Wang arrogantly walked to the edge of the high platform, cleared his throat, and said with a smile: "Everyone, I have been favored by the fairy world, and I have been teaching for more than a thousand years, and I have never dared to forget the fairy rules of the fairy world. ”

He paused for a moment to see the reaction of the people in the audience, and then said: "Recently, our sect has been warmly invited by all major sects, and they hope that our sect can invite the ancient divine soldiers that have been passed down from the fairy world to have a look. The sect leader of our sect really can't shirk it, so he has to satisfy the interest of your friends, and has decided to show you here today, the Eternal Divine Soldier Blue Spirit Sword. ”

He ordered someone to take out a rectangular brocade box, and smiled: "The rivers and lakes and the cultivation realm are passed down, the ancient gods, the blue spirit flame, let one of them, exorcise ghosts and immortals." I brought this Blue Spirit Sword here, what about the Flame Slash?"

"As we all know, the Flame Slash has always been collected by Old Man Mo Baisheng, and the Sect has also sent someone to inform him, and I want to ask Old Man Mo to bring the Flame Slash here, so that everyone can feast their eyes. ”

"But—" Situ Wang snorted: "Old Man Mo is a little stingy, I don't know where to hide with his treasure?" ”

He snorted and sneered a few times: "Later, after many inquiries, we finally found the whereabouts of Old Man Mo, but Old Man Mo was eccentric by nature and refused to tell us where the Flame Chop was collected. This makes us very disappointed, after all, only the Blue Spirit Sword and the Flame Slash, the combination of the two ancient divine weapons, will have a new atmosphere in the world. ”

He lightly gestured to his entourage, and said with a cold face: "We have invited Old Man Mo today, do you have any friends who are good friends with Old Man Mo, come over to enlighten him, let him stop being stubborn, this is not good for anyone." ”

While Situ Wang was speaking, the sedan chair that Situ Wang was riding was carried up by four sedan chair drivers. They opened the mezzanine of the sedan chair, took out a sack from the mezzanine, and slowly untied the rope that bound the sack.

"It turned out that they hid Old Man Mo in a sedan chair and brought him to Duxiu Peak, this trick was very clever and deceived everyone's eyes. Chunzhu thought to herself.

"My grandfather was caught by them, how is this good?" Mo Chou was full of worry and gently pulled Chunzhu's shirt.

"You stabilize first, let me think of a way. Chunzhu comforted Mo Chou: "I just fought for this little life today, and I also want to save Old Man Mo." ”

"But you're alone, how can you save it? You haven't rushed to my grandfather yet, I'm afraid you've been chopped into pulp. Mo Chou was worried, she didn't believe that Chunzhu could snatch Mo Baisheng from the hands of the Spirit Immortal Sect on her own.

"Let me think, let me think. Chunzhu touched his nose, frowned, and turned his head to look at Luo Mu beside him.

"If you let the Seven Sages of Xuxia create chaos and let Qingtong take advantage of the chaos, maybe you will still be a little sure. Chunzhu thought secretly: "But in this way, the Seven Saints of Xuxia may face annihilation." What should I do?"

An exclamation from the high platform interrupted Chunzhu's thoughts.

"Situ Zuo. The sack was opened, and the sedan chair man who opened the sack pointed to the person in the sack and screamed: "The person in the sack is not Mo Baisheng, but the leper who guards Mo Baisheng." ”

"What?" Situ Wang lifted his head and asked in shock, "What's the matter?"

As if he was still in a dream, he touched his head and said in a daze, "I—I don't know how to faint, and I will see you when I wake up." Situ Zuo, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong. Situ Wang opened the brocade box and took out the Blue Spirit Sword from the brocade box: "Let it tell you what's wrong." ”

He held the Blue Spirit Sword in his hand, swung it at the leper head's neck, and then raised the bloodless Blue Spirit Sword high above his head.

Chunzhu could see clearly that the tip of the Blue Spirit Sword was very different from the tip of other swords. There is a gap in the tip of the Blue Spirit Sword, like a python's letter, and the others don't seem to be different.

"Pass the order down, block the noose basket down the mountain, no one is allowed to move rashly, and whoever does not obey the order will be doomed. Situ Wang shouted loudly.

Everyone looked at the leper still kneeling there, as if the blue spirit sword had not touched him, and when they were wondering if Situ Wang was sick, the leper head slowly fell off his shoulder, and a warm blood spurted out two or three feet high.