"Yes!"

"Do you know I can't protect you?"

"Yes!"

"Are you really Qin Yangzi's son?" Ling Heng asked knowingly.

"Yes!"

"Do you only have two words?"

"Or else?"

Ling Heng was speechless, and the two fell silent again.

At this time, Huo Qing, who was slightly hot-tempered, couldn't help but say: "Master, no matter what the Bai family and the black family are, my Divine Sword Peak is steep, as long as we activate the sword formation to defend the pass, I don't believe that the people of the Bai family can break in!"

"Besides, we still have a hostage from the Bai family in our hands!" Huo Qing pointed to the gray-clothed old man who had been tied up by Wuhuada.

"Hahaha, don't say that your small Divine Sword Peak is ten Divine Sword Peaks, and the Bai family can also enter a no-man's land, and there will be no Zen Sword Pavilion in the world!" the gray-clothed old man sneered, his face was unafraid, but as soon as he finished speaking, he was immediately kicked to the ground by several disciples beside him.

As a psychologist, he was not offered to anyone, He had been so humiliated, he immediately scolded, so he ushered in another punch and kick, and after a while, the old man in gray was already messy, scarred, and extremely embarrassed. If Ling Heng hadn't spoken, I am afraid that he would have been beaten to death by these people long ago.

"He's right, the Bai family is far from being as powerful as you can imagine, and he's not a hostage to the Bai family, I'm afraid there is no Zen Sword Pavilion in this world!" Ling Heng said quietly, his tone full of grievances.

Huo Qing and the disciples around him were stunned when they heard this, were they still the high-spirited and arrogant master in front of them? Indecisive, depressed and pessimistic, and even became lacking in qi when they even spoke, is the Bai family really so powerful?

"I'm willing to leave the Zen Sword Pavilion!" Qin Qi's chapped lips opened slightly, his long hair danced lightly, and his face was haggard, but he was extremely resolute.

"Leave, if you can solve the problem if you leave, it won't be a good way!" Ling Heng said lightly, and Huo Qing and several disciples on the side changed their faces when they heard this, and they were about to speak, but they only heard Ling Heng's words turn around and continued: "It's just that you are a little too naïve!"

Ling Heng looked at the endless mountains in the distance, and slowly closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

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The territory of the Mu tribe, the Qingdi City, the Bai Family Hall.

Looking at the jade beads in front of him, which had turned into powder, two lines of turbid tears oozed slightly from the eyes of an old man in a green robe, and the true yuan around his body was agitated, and a blue halo appeared.

The people in Tsing Yi on both sides of the lobby were silent at this time, and no one dared to speak at this time, because a thunderous anger was coming.

Sure enough, I only heard a muffled sound, and the case in front of the old man in the green robe burst violently, and suddenly the sawdust flew, and before it could land, it was shocked into wood powder by the cyan halo again, and then it slowly fell to the ground.

"Ling Heng thief, dare to murder my son, the old man will definitely break you into ten thousand pieces!" The old man in the green robe had a hideous face, waved his fists and roared, and the wood powder all over the ground was once again shaken and scattered by the powerful power of True Yuan, forming a thin curtain of dust.

"If the following commit a crime in the Zen Sword Pavilion, the crime should be destroyed, and the little nephew is willing to go to the Divine Sword Peak to follow the Ping Zen Sword Pavilion!" At this time, a young man in a strong suit bowed slightly and said, his eyes flashing with faint excitement.

"That's a good word, but we don't have the Blue Emperor's order, so we destroy one sect like this, I'm afraid it will cause dissatisfaction among other subordinate sects......" At this time, an old man with white hair said cautiously.

"Hmph, you know that the Qing Emperor has been missing for many years, what do you mean by that?" Before the old man could finish speaking, he saw a stout man with a bearded face standing up and scolding angrily.

"But don't forget that there are also the Holy Maiden and the Wood God, as well as the Seven Heavenly Envoys!" the white-haired old man immediately retorted.

As soon as these words came out, everyone talked about it, but it was obvious that the majority advocated the destruction of the Zen Sword Pavilion.

"Shut up!" shouted the old man in the green robe with an iron face, and the discussion stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at the old man in the green robe and waited for his final decision.

"The Qing Emperor has been missing for many years, and for so many years, the old man has not done any of the affairs within the Mu Clan, and today the Zen Sword Pavilion is guilty of killing my only son, even if the Holy Maiden is here in person, what can he say! Not to mention that the Holy Maiden does not have the right to inquire about the affairs of the clan!" The old man in the green robe was already a little out of control, and he roared hoarsely.

After finishing speaking, the old man in the green robe calmed down a little, and then continued: "As for the envoys of the Heavenly Clan, their duty is to resist foreign invasion, and it is not their turn to speak in the affairs of the clan!

When everyone heard this, they dared to have any more objections, so they had to nod their heads frequently.

I saw the old man in the green robe burst out with murderous eyes in his eyes, and after glancing at everyone, he said word by word: "Order the White Bear and the White Leopard to lead a thousand guards to the Divine Sword Peak to exterminate the Reverse Gate Zen Sword Pavilion!"

"Obey!" The stout man and another slightly thin middle-aged man gave up their orders, and when the two were about to leave, they heard the old man in the green robe grit his teeth and say, "Wait, order the thirteen guards to go together!"

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked when they heard this, the Thirteen Guards were the top secret power that the Bai family had cultivated for decades, and these thirteen people alone were enough to exterminate the Zen Sword Pavilion, but in this way, the existence of the Thirteen Guards was completely exposed, and on the basis of sending a thousand guards, it seemed to be a bit too much in everyone's eyes, but the old man in the green robe was angry, although everyone felt that it was inappropriate, but no one dared to question it.

The two brothers, Bai Xiong and Bai Baibao, also hesitated a little after hearing this, but they didn't dare to say more than half a word after seeing the cold face of the old man in the green robe.

"Remember, Ling Heng, I want to live!" the blue-robed old man gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

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Zen Sword Pavilion.

When twilight fell, the entire Divine Sword Peak was shrouded in a storm of rumors, and all the disciples of the Zen Sword Pavilion with nervous faces shuttled back and forth between the pass and the sect, which was the only way to go to the Zen Sword Pavilion together.

A huge sword array composed of five hundred Zen Sword Pavilion disciples had already opened up in front of the pass, and from a distance, white-clothed hunting, long swords and relatives, bursts of sword qi rose leisurely from within the sword array from time to time, like clouds and mist, fluctuating.

This is the strongest elite disciple in the Zen Sword Pavilion, at this moment, they are shouldering the survival of the sect, and he has only one goal, that is, he will never allow the people of the Bai family to set foot on the Divine Sword Peak for half a step.

At the same time, at the top of Shenjian Peak, a man in white shirt around forty years old and a young man in white at the age of sixteen or seventeen stood side by side.

The middle-aged man stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the sword formation at the foot of the mountain in the distance, his face thoughtful. The young man was carrying a jet-black iron rod on his back, holding a six-foot cyan ancient sword in his right hand, and looked up at the sky slightly, also not knowing what he was thinking.

One old and one young just stood there quietly, not saying a word.

"Do you hate me?" Ling Heng asked softly, looking ahead.

"Why should I hate you?"

"It's been five years, and I haven't taught you swordsmanship, let alone any exercises!"

"I was born without a natal true element, even if you teach it, it will be in vain!" Qin Qi said helplessly.

Ling Heng was stunned when he heard this, obviously he didn't expect Qin Qi to have such a birth defect, and then he saw Ling Heng smile bitterly: "Alas, this public loser didn't even tell me about this!"

"But you don't seem to have ever called me master!" Ling Heng said as he turned his head to look at Qin Qi.

"You haven't taught me anything, why should I call you master?" Qin Qi didn't turn his head, still looking at the sky.

A trace of disappointment appeared on Ling Heng's face after hearing this, but it disappeared in a flash, and then said, "Do you know the secret of the Demon Mountain?"

"There are pythons in the Demon Mountain!" Qin Qi replied calmly.

Ling Heng was taken aback again, and asked, "How do you know?"

"Uncle Ghost said!"

Ling Heng's face suddenly turned pale, but he immediately returned to normal, shook his head lightly and sighed, "Alas, this public loser even told you about this!"

When Qin Qi heard this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly to show a hint of a smile, this was the first time Ling Heng saw Qin Qi smiling, and the resentment in his heart also disappeared.

"Then do you know why the Bai family wants to seize the Demon Mountain?" Ling Heng asked again.

Qin Qi turned to look at Ling Heng and shook his head slightly.

Ling Heng seemed to be very satisfied with this result, but his expression was extremely serious, and he slowly spoke: "The Demon Mountain Giant Python was originally my Zen Sword Pavilion Guardian Divine Beast, and two hundred years ago he hid in the Demon Mountain to concentrate on cultivation, hoping to be able to transform into a dragon, and during this period, every hundred years, the Giant Python will have to endure a Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, and it will take three tribulations, and three months later will be the last Thunder Tribulation of the Giant Python!"

"So the Bai family wants to get the demon pill before the giant python turns into a dragon!" Qin Qi said without thinking.

"Hehe, it is worthy of being the son of Master Qin Yangzi, he already has such a mind at a young age!Yes, the giant python is the weakest time in the three days after experiencing the last thunder tribulation, but the effect of its demon pill is also the strongest time, and it is also the best time for the Bai family to make a move!" Ling Heng paused slightly when he said this, his face was slightly puzzled, "This secret has always been regarded as the top secret of the Zen Sword Pavilion, only the previous pavilion masters know about it, I don't know how the Bai family knows this!"

And just after Ling Heng finished speaking, he saw a cyan light curtain suddenly appear in the distance, Ling Heng's face changed, and he said slowly: "It's so fast!"

On the sword field of Nuo University, except for the five hundred disciples who maintained the sword formation, all the disciples of the Zen Sword Pavilion gathered here again, Ling Heng stood quietly on the sword platform, looking at the disciples in front of him who had been trained by himself, his face looked a little unbearable.

Everyone knows what they will face today, after this battle, the Zen Sword Pavilion may cease to exist, and these brothers and sisters around them may be separated from each other forever.

At this time, Qin Qi suddenly felt remorse for his impulsiveness, if he didn't show up, then the Zen Sword Pavilion would only lose a demon mountain at most, and as long as there are people, the demon mountain will come back one day, but now, it is the sect that is lost, and these innocent lives are lost.

All of this is due to oneself.

After experiencing a parting of life and death, at this time, as if the situation had reappeared, Qin Qi's heart had been swallowed up by endless regret, he didn't know how to face these people, and he couldn't face it.

After a while, I saw Ling Heng say quietly: "Presumably everyone knows the crisis we are about to face, the sect is in trouble, and I can't protect everyone, so I am here to announce it today!"