After Xia Fan asked this sentence, no one answered him for a while, but all of them had an expression that they didn't want to mention it.

Xia Fan tugged at the corners of his mouth, thinking that this holy pool used to apologize for sins must not be a good place, but Xia Fan was young and curious, but he couldn't help but continue to ask: "Uncles, speak, what's wrong with jumping into this holy pool?"

Zhang Mazi and Cao Jiusi glanced at each other, and said angrily: "It's a hundred times more painful than the attack of the Heart Rotten Bone Pill." ”

"A hundredfold !!"

Xia Fan trembled and remembered the pain just now, Mo said that it would be a hundred times more painful, even if it was another attack, he was also ten thousand unwilling, and suddenly sat on the ground, as if he had jumped into the holy pool, and said to himself: "It's over, it's sloppy." ”

At this moment, Zuo Zhong took all the disciples of the Songshan Sword Sect to approach first.

The madman looked at it coldly, turned his head again, and said to Xia Fan: "Silly boy, you don't need to worry, it's hard to say whether we can leave alive today, as for the holy pool they said, not everyone can jump." ”

Xia Fan sighed, raised his eyes and saw the broadsword in Zuo Zhong's hand, and subconsciously moved back, "Uncle Madman, this person is so scary." ”

The madman looked down at Xia Fan, deliberately made a fierce expression, and suddenly asked, "Am I terrible or is he terrible?"

Without waiting for Xia Fan to answer, after the madman finished speaking, his eyes suddenly became more aggressive, staring coldly at Zuo Zhong and the others in front of him, with a shake of his hand, he once again sacrificed the silver full moon scimitar, the scimitar was like a waning moon, glowing with cold, unusually sharp, and the spiritual power on the blade slowly fluctuated, obviously a good divine weapon, and at the same time as the scimitar appeared, a blood-colored flame lingered and roared.

The madman stood in front of all the people in the Hall of Eternal Life like a god of war, but his back was still blurred with flesh and blood, and he snorted coldly: "It's time for an end!"

Zuo Zhong's face was solemn, his gaze bypassed the madman, and he said loudly: "Cao Jiusi, hand over this young man, it is not impossible for my Songshan Sword Sect to let you go today." ”

Cao Jiusi was half-lying on the velvet blanket, still reluctant to get up, and said with a disdainful smile: "Zuo Zhong, you can't make me Cao Jiusi a three-year-old child? If you Songshan Sword Sect are willing to let us go? Can you Zuo Zhong be the master of other sects? Or do you Zuo Zhong think that Songshan Sword Sect is already above other sects?"

"This ......"

Zuo Zhong was questioned by Cao Jiusi, and his expression became complicated, although what he thought in his heart was as Cao Jiusi said, the Songshan Sword Sect surpassed Huashan in the near future, and it was only a matter of time before he became dominant, but at this time, he never dared to admit it.

Bai Ju coughed lightly, glanced at Zuo Zhong, and interjected: "My Emei Sword Sect is also as Senior Brother Zuo meant, if you hand over this young man to the Songshan Sword Sect, my Emei Sword Sect will no longer embarrass you." ”

Zuo Zhong was overjoyed when he saw that Bai Ju intended to give up the spirit seed to him, glanced at Bai Ju, hugged his fists and smiled: "This is the case, I will definitely inform the head of the sect what Senior Sister Bai did today, and my Songshan Sword Sect and Emei Sword Sect will always be together." ”

Under the word "Heng", the old man Ping Sihai, who was as calm as water, suddenly spoke: "Cao Protector, you hand over this young man to me Hengshan Sword Sect, I will ensure that all of you in the Hall of Eternal Life are safe and sound, and you can also avoid an unnecessary killing." ”

Zuo Zhongmi raised his eyes and sneered, thinking that your Hengshan Sword Sect seems to be going to be my enemy, and was about to speak, but at this time, he saw a person wearing a strange mask walking slowly, seemingly mysterious, but not pretending to be mysterious, he walked straight to Ping Sihai and stood about a foot or so, and took off the mask on his face.

That's everyone's first impression of this tall man!

Xia Fan raised his eyes and saw that this man was about thirty or forty years old, and he looked a little ...... Embarrassing, because throwing away a somewhat crooked nose, a man can definitely be called handsome, but with the existence of this nose, the man looks ugly and special. Despite this, the man was still dressed in chic white, and said, "Uncle Ping, you are still as confident as ever." ”

Suddenly, all the disciples under the word "Heng" were surprised, and they hugged their fists together and said, "Senior brother." ”

The man smiled slightly, his face became more and more embarrassed, his gaze did not leave Ping Sihai, but he glanced at it vigilantly, and said lightly with his back to the men and women behind him: "Senior brothers and sisters, don't come to harm." ”

Ping Sihai saw this abnormal face tremblingly, it was Feng Chi, the eldest disciple of the Hengshan Sword Sect, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and said, "It's you?"

Feng Chi only nodded, bowed his hand respectfully, and sneered: "Hmph, isn't it me?

Then he raised his finger and pointed to his nose for a while, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "Also, your nose is crooked?"

Ping Sihai snorted coldly: "If you hadn't robbed the women of the good family, how could I have made a move?"

Although Feng Chi is really a child of a famous family, and his cultivation talent is extremely outstanding, he has a bad hobby, that is, he has a soft spot for women, and it is best to be a woman who is not the same, so his cultivation progress is rapid, and he is already a late stage of cultivation in the four realms when he is less than thirty years old, so the head of the Hengshan Sword Sect has high hopes for it, these little things have always turned a blind eye, never harshly punished, and never discouraged, until the last time the sect was compared, Feng Chi happened to fall in love with Ping Sihai's niece, Feng Chi followed for dozens of days, and took advantage of his unpreparedness to overlord to make a bow, raw rice and cooked rice, and he was about to succeed, but he was unexpectedly broken by Ping Sihai, and Ping Sihai was furious, he beat Feng Chi's good face into the embarrassing appearance he is now, and he was extremely proud of his appearance, so he had no choice but to wear a mask to show people.

Feng Chi was told old accounts in public, although the others scoffed, secretly scolded and obscene, looking at his strange face and couldn't help laughing, but Feng Chi still looked as usual, noncommittal, and said in a weird manner: "I don't mean to blame Uncle Ping, how dare I?"

Hei Shikaido: "Hmph, why did you know that today was the beginning?"

Feng Chi smiled slightly, but he couldn't hide the sadness in his eyes, and sighed: "Yes, it was I who deserved Feng Chi in the first place, and I was not wronged, and I will not hold a grudge against you." ”

After a slight pause, Feng Chi suddenly looked violent, the corners of his mouth snorted coldly with murderous intent, a white paper fan suddenly appeared in his hand, and with a slight wave, the dazzling white light stirred the wind and snow around him, and then said heavily: "It's just that this time is not the same as in the past, this spirit seed, my Hengshan faction is determined to win, if Uncle Ping still wants to fight, then please forgive Feng Chi for not telling you about the past." ”

Ping Sihai glared angrily, cut the long sword in his hand vertically, split the wind and snow in front of him, and said coldly: "No need, between you and me, what kind of love does it come from? ”

Feng Chi said: "Just have Uncle Ping's words, then let's rely on their own abilities." ”

Ping Sihai was disdainful and said, "It's up to you?"

Feng Chi's face immediately changed, and he shouted: "Ping Sihai, you can't stop me, this legendary spirit seed, I want to seal the pool. ”

Ping Sihai's contempt made Feng Chi's heart extremely unhappy, before the words fell, Feng Chi waved the paper fan violently, and immediately, the void hurricane roared, and white wind blades appeared out of thin air, accompanied by a wind groan, several white fan shadows, piercing the air, and shrouded Ping Sihai.

Where did Ping Sihai expect Feng Chi to shoot at him, he was startled, but he was not slow to move, with a sword groan, several fierce cyan sword qi also stabbed towards Feng Chi's various death points.

Everyone was shocked, and really responded to the sentence, "The enemy is very red when they meet", and the two fought without saying a few words.

Ping Sihai was furious, knowing that if he continued to fight like this, wouldn't it make the Demon Sect fisherman benefit? But seeing that Feng Chi had no intention of stopping, he didn't want to take his own life with every move, he jumped high and scolded fiercely: "Extremely stupid, since this is the case, then it's no wonder that the old man is no wonder." ”

Feng Chi said with a smile: "It's not to blame, it's not to blame, it's only that Uncle Ping shot too lightly back then and didn't beat me to death, today there is only one of us who can get down the mountain." ”

Ping Sihai frowned, and suddenly sacrificed another long sword!

The combination of the two swords is the unique swordsmanship of the Hengshan Sword Sect.