What is that sword? How can it resist the attack of the hall master? More than 20 disciples were shocked, and they only felt that the scene in front of them was their own dazzle, otherwise, how could they see the hall master and the black sword fighting, and even indistinguishable for a while? The Zhuxian Sword has become more and more courageous, since it was unearthed, it has not yet encountered an opponent, and now it has encountered the hall master of the God King Palace, just with his coercion, it has made it full of fighting intent, the strong! The Zhuxian Sword is a murderous artifact, and the reason why Twelve was able to form a contract with it was because she was ruthless, Cruel nature!

Zhu Xianjian's battle instinct was led out by the old man in front of him, and he persevered to use the black gas to fight with the old man, and there was even a certain sword excited haode voice in the mind of Twelve, it seemed to have killed red eyes, twelve eyebrows condensed, and the golden Gang Qi cover on her side also dissipated in the hall with the disappearance of the old man's coercion, her eyebrows were cold, and she looked coldly at a certain sword that was fighting, and let out a low shout in her mouth: "Give me back!"

The sharp blade of the Zhuxian Sword brushed the light fur of the old man, just as the stiff fox fur was cut off a few times, it reluctantly buzzed and shook a few times, in the cold sight of the twelve, it could only withdraw its hand and return to the side of the twelve, like a child who had been drained of strength, the tip of the sword was bent into an arch, and it kept poking at the ground paved with jade.

It seemed that he was angry with someone, and he shook his head when he saw it.

When the old man saw that the Zhuxian Sword had withdrawn his hand, he wiped a cold sweat that did not exist on his forehead, and it fell, he fixed his eyes on the black sword at the twelve feet, and praised: "This sword is really not an extraordinary product, and it is your blessing to be able to get it." ”

To tell the truth, Twelve didn't like him very much like him with such a tone that seemed to be very familiar with himself, his brows furrowed slightly, Twelve held the Zhuxian Sword with one hand, and waved it in the air, the tip of the knife pointed directly at the throat of the old man, and his eyes were solemn: "I just want to see my friend! I have no intention of being an enemy of your Divine King Palace, if you repeatedly obstruct it, I will not be afraid!

She was awe-inspiring, and she didn't look at the Divine King Palace, which others feared for three points, and she thought about it, she was able to uproot the Xuannu Palace for the sake of the maid Lan Xin, and now in order to rescue Yun Ruohan and Ling Yuhan, what is so strange about the Divine King Palace?

The old man's eyes sank, "Young man, it's not a good thing to be too murderous. His old god was there, like a reminder, like a warning, and like a worry, in short, listening to all kinds of discomfort in the ears of the twelve, "I don't want to talk nonsense with you, do you let people go?"

If she doesn't let go, she will open this god king hall today! Twelve resolute eyes flashed with such an arrogant word!

The old man suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, and before he could speak, the doorman standing against the wall took the lead in speaking: "Hall Master, this little baby has repeatedly underestimated my Divine King Palace, and Xiaosheng is not willing to ask for a battle and fight with her!"

These people are all the elite of the Divine King Palace, which one of them is not a first-class master among the people? Now they are ignored by Twelve, and even said repeatedly in front of her that she wants to destroy the ground under their feet, how can this group of disciples stand it? They all rubbed their hands, eager to give Twelve an unforgettable lesson!

Hearing this, the twelve raised their eyebrows, and their cold eyes hurriedly swept over the doorman who made a sound, looking like she was going to fight, she was not afraid, so that many people gritted their teeth, wanting to teach her a lesson! Tomorrow night and Qiu Lou were on the side of Twelve, making it clear that they were standing on the same front as her, Yun Ruoshui also woke up from worry, gritted his teeth, and protected the back of Twelve, and the four of them stood proudly in the main hall, on full alert against the enemies who were eyeing them around!

The old man waved his hand and stopped the doorman's invitation, "I won't do anything to her." ”

Fart!

Qiu Lou scolded angrily in his heart, I don't know who it is, just from the high head, he forced the Ruyi sword to fight with him, forcing them to kneel down in embarrassment, isn't this called doing it?

Twelve's face was cold, and he turned a deaf ear to the old man's words first, "To let go, or not to let go?" she asked word by word, and her mind fell on Yun Ruohan, who was dying, and Ling Yuhan, who had been under house arrest for many days.

"The hall master, you must not tolerate her, you see how presumptuous she is?" the man fell to his knees with a puff, and glared at Twelve with angry eyebrows, as if she had said something rebellious, and she should be in a different place.

The old man stared at the dozen or so glances, and sighed, "Your temperament is diametrically opposed to her, I really don't know ......"

"I don't want to hear you say these inexplicable words!" Twelve interrupted the old man's words almost rudely, his brows were cold, and his face was covered with frost, "I just want to know, people, do you let it go, or don't you let it go?"

The old man was surprised for a while, everyone in the world said, Sima Ruyi has a violent temper, cruel means, is a killing god crawling out of the abyss of hell, he still doesn't believe it, now I see, if this is the case, a touch of melancholy between the eyebrows dyed the eyebrows, the old man's energetic body, at this moment, as if he had lost support, the whole person was full of fatigue, he turned around, turned his back to Twelve, and opened his mouth full of vicissitudes: "This kind of thing is good to say it here with me, if you don't rein in your edge, if you offend some people who can't be offended in the future, you will have to suffer." ”

"What does it have to do with you?" Twelve's face sneered, and she didn't understand, why did this person always speak in the tone of elders teaching juniors?

"Hey, I don't blame you," the old man sighed for a long time, his eyebrows were full of melancholy, he waved his hand, signaling the people to exit first, leaving only the twelve and his party, tomorrow night and the others were afraid that the old man would be unfavorable to Twelve, where would he go? Twelve didn't feel that he had any need to hide what everyone and the old man said alone, so he acquiesced.

The old man's eyes were faint, staring at the twelve deeply, as if looking away through her, the kind of eyes full of nostalgia, sentimentality, and apology, made the twelve goosebumps come out, she glanced at the fire unicorn, the latter returned to the ring with interest, the sword was thrown by the twelve backhands, regardless of its crazy resistance, it was also thrown into the space, the twelve pairs of the old man's complicated gaze, pursed his lips and said: "If you have something to say, you can say it." ”

"Do you know why I sent someone to give you the Tianao Book?" the old man changed his words and raised the question that had been coiled for twelve years.

"I don't know. She didn't know that the heart method was given by the Lord of the Divine King Palace.

"That mental method is accompanied by the prophecy of a hundred years ago, left in my God-King Temple, and will be given to the Daughter of Destiny in the future. "It's that hellish prophecy again? Twelve coldly pulled the corners of her mouth, during this time, she had heard enough of the so-called mandate of heaven, the so-called prophecy, the so-called unification of the world! It seemed that she was aware of Twelve's noncommittal, but the old man didn't say anything about the prophecy, "That heart method has been given to you anyway, you can practice quietly, break through the realm of the martial god as soon as possible, the road of cultivation is long, with your qualifications, in a short period of time, you have reached the peak that others may not be able to climb in a lifetime, you must remember in the future, don't be in a hurry, you must first stabilize the foundation... ...”

"Stop!" Twelve raised his hand, interrupting the old man's chatter, the more he spoke, the more confused she became? "I don't have time to listen to you say this, I don't think our relationship is close enough to talk about my cultivation, I don't care what your reason is, you give me the Book of Heavenly Pride, I don't want to know, I repeat, I came today to take my friends with me! Don't beat around the bush with me, my patience is limited." ”

The twelve eyebrows are cold, a face is as cold as a glacier, a face as cold and hard as a knife, without the slightest kindness, there is a solemn killing between the eyebrows, Ming Ye, Qiu Lou, and Yun Ruoshui are firmly guarding her side, and the four of them look at the old man fearlessly, even in the face of the God King Hall Lord who exists at the peak of the entire continent, they have never been afraid!

"You kid. The old man muttered, as if angry, angry, and helpless.

Tomorrow night and the others squeaked in their hearts, and always felt that the Lord of the God King Hall was too strange to speak and do, otherwise, why did he always regard himself as a twelve-year-old elder?

"You ......" Twelve was about to drink coldly, but was interrupted by the old man's sharp gaze, which was like a sharp blade, piercing straight into Twelve's eyes, making her feel shocked.

"If your mother is still alive, I will definitely ask her how she taught you, young and reckless, impulsive and brainless, empty of ability, but not good at using resourcefulness, courage and strategy, look at you, where is the slightest girl? It is not enough to make a big fuss about Yuntianmen, and instigated Han to overturn the red-sleeved door, and make enemies with the Xuannu Palace, and shoot mercilessly, how many lives do you think you have? This time you can uproot the Xuannu Palace is your luck! If it weren't for ......"

"If I talk nonsense again, I will let your blood gradually get here!" Twelve volleyed a palm, directly interrupting the old man's chatter in such a rude way, her heart was irritated, she always felt that the situation was beginning to get out of her control, and it was developing in a direction she didn't expect.

The old man dodged sideways, easily dodging the twelve thunder blows, his snow-white hair fluttered up and down in the air, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he said in disappointment: "Look at your temperament, the elders actually interrupted without permission......

"Try it again!" Twelve clicked on the ground and ordered the Zhuxian Sword to be unsheathed from the space of the ring, holding the black sword high, the sharp tip of the sword exuding a compelling coldness, straight to the throat of the old man!

"Don't teach me a lesson, if you are old and dizzy, I believe that there are many people who want to get your favor, now, I just want to know, where are Yun Ruohan and Ling Yuhan?"

The old man had no doubt that if he didn't make things clear, I'm afraid he wouldn't want to recognize this granddaughter for the rest of his life!

Yes, granddaughter!

The old man flicked his fingers lightly on the body of the Zhuxian Sword, and Twelve immediately felt a compelling sense of oppression coming to him, and the Zhuxian Sword hummed a few times, and Twelve was forced to take a few steps back by this pressure.

"Damn! I'm going to kill him!" Zhu Xianjian was bounced all over his body, and shouted frantically in the sea of twelve's spirits.

"Shut up!" Twelve snorted, holding a sword in his right hand, and looked coldly at the old man who was carelessly arranging his sleeves.

The old man tidied up the fox fur on his body, turned around, walked towards the head with his back bent, leaned over and sat on the Taishi chair, his eyes were obscure, looking at the twelve of Xiangxia Fang, as if he had a thousand words to say to her, and seemed to be meditating on how to open his mouth, Ming Ye and others held their breath, I don't know what he planned in his heart, they didn't dare to move, they could only be secretly vigilant.

"I'll tell you a story, listen patiently, all the answers are in the story......" The old man opened his mouth slowly, his eyes faint, as if through this golden hall, he had returned to his youthful years.