The ring was shining, causing the monks present to intentionally or unintentionally aim at the position of the fingers in the corpse, which was really coveted. Compared with the wide Xuanzhong Sword, the simple and dull Xuanzhong Sword looks like garbage compared to the thin finger ring of the Pen, Fun and Pavilion www.biquge.info.

Qin Yun's approach is correct, the Xuanzhong Sword is too heavy to hold, so it's better to just throw it here, anyway, if it can't be broken, no one will pick it up.

Everyone was silent, each with a ghost in their hearts. But no one dared to be the first to take the ring from the corpse's hand, because it was really difficult to explain in front of everyone.

At first, there were monks pacing from side to side, and others watching around pretending to look for clues. Just to wait for others to gradually leave, I can come to a hand.

Everyone's approach is different, but the idea is still in one place.

After a long time, the number of monks present not only did not decrease, but increased with the arrival of those who came after them.

"If you knew it, you should have made a move sooner!" someone said with annoyance.

"When the hell will these obstructors leave?"

"If you don't just grab it, you can slip away immediately. Someone thought like this, pretending to move to the next door of Changsun Xing's corpse, but he didn't dare to do it.

Similar ideas are like a hodgepodge of ferments here.

Some monks finally couldn't bear it anymore, and Meteor walked to the next door of the corpse and said loudly: "I think there may be clues to why the two of them died together in their vows, please find out with me." ”

How can this be not talented, it is simply too talented!

Such a statement is far-fetched, but in fact it is reasonable.

The two have no grievances on weekdays, but today they are all together. It's not because of the treasures of the ring, and because of what did he die, is it because the two of them joined hands to kill Qin Yun, a waste who has no cultivation?

Look for clues, the reasons are above board, and there is no reason to refute them.

Even if there were, no one would say.

"I, Wei, am the first to agree, I'm afraid there are other details hidden in the ring on the way, and we haven't found out. "Someone proposed, and naturally someone agreed.

The nuss and the eldest grandson were taken off, and at the same time, the aura was lost. It's like a big cloth bag with the opening facing down, and as soon as the rope is released, the treasure inside flows out in a hurry.

A few demon pills, clear water, dry food, gold coins, and a forged flying sword, this is all the belongings of Changsun Xing. The nuns' vows were turned out, and an empty jar of elixir and a book of exercises were revealed.

Compared with the flying sword, the female monk's exercises are even more eye-catching.

"Thirty-two Jade True Sword Techniques"

In terms of swordsmanship, although the Yuzhen Gate is not as good as the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, it also has its own unique and subtle places.

What these thirty-two styles of Yuzhen swordsmanship record is all the essence of Yuzhenmen swordsmanship, and it integrates the wisdom of several generations of great cultivators of Yuzhenmen. It is not the first eight styles, not the sixteen inner door styles, but the final thirty-two styles.

The last form of the thirty-two Jade True Sword Technique was the ten thousand pieces of heaven and earth that the female monk had performed at the end, and the ten thousand pieces that covered the vast sky were enough to make everyone present jealous.

Such a shocking swordsmanship trick is now like a girl who has stripped naked, lying on the bed and letting others hehehe.

"It's a pity that a disciple of the Yuzhen Sect died in the Phoenix Tomb," someone said sadly, as if he was really sorry for the death of the female monk. "I happen to belong to the same South Korea as Yuzhenmen, and I am willing to bring the relics of Yuzhenmen's disciples to Yuzhenmen to mourn them. The monk, who claimed to belong to the same Korea as Yisumen, raised three fingers and swore to the sky.

At first, the crowd listened to him and felt foggy. In the end, it turned out to be the same thing.

"It's not proper!" As for the ownership of the Jade True Sword Technique, it is naturally not so easy for others to give up.

At least excuses don't work.

The Korean monk was displeased and said: "My sect and the Yuzhen sect are brothers and sisters, if this matter is not to make friends with us, will it be handed over to other foreigners to deal with?"

The person who refuted was speechless for a while, and it was indeed inconvenient for the rest of the people to say more before they had torn their faces and robbed them.

This situation made many people present anxious, and the dark luck repair was ready to rob!

"It's so gentlemanly and awe-inspiring, but in fact it's not a group of sanctimonious people. A sneer slowly sounded.

"This fellow Taoist should not spray people with blood!" Hearing this, the Korean monk opened his bow with his left and right feet, and pressed his right hand lightly on the hilt of the sword to prevent anyone from snatching it.

The fat that is about to reach the mouth must not be allowed to fly away!

"Let me say that both vows belong to us. Ye Jianshui suddenly appeared on the battlefield, his eyes were red with excitement, and tears were forcibly endured.

When Ye Jianshui finished speaking, two black shadows flashed out behind her like lightning. One rushed towards the female monk's thirty-two style jade true sword technique, and the other rushed towards the forging flying sword of Changsun Xing.

The Korean monk drew his sword and tried to stop the robbers. Unexpectedly, the black shadow's speed was faster than he imagined, and with a palm, he slapped the long sword that was about to leave the sheath back into the scabbard. Then the second palm was striking out again, and the force was so great that it directly knocked him away.

The black shadow that rushed towards Changsun Xing stretched out a white silk and swept the flying sword into his pocket with lightning speed.

Two of the most precious treasures of the two rings were snatched.

provoked the anger of the people.

The black shadow did not escape after snatching the treasure, but stood by Ye Jianshui's side, and these two black shadows were Wei Yi and Su Su.

Wei Yi grabbed the Jade True Sword Technique in his hand, and the green tendons in his palm were obvious, as long as he moved a little bit of cultivation, the Jade True Sword Technique would instantly turn into crumbs.

And Su Su threw the flying sword he had snatched over at his feet like something in the way, his face was gloomy and slightly melancholy.

It is always difficult to express a man's emotions, and Su Su's temperament itself is relatively cold. Among the three, only Ye Jianshui could be clearly seen to be in a state of sadness and anger.

In the eyes of the three of them, Qin Yun undoubtedly died in the fierce battle between the female monk and the eldest grandson, otherwise the Xuan Heavy Sword would not have appeared alone.

Among the three, Ye Jianshui and Qin Yun have known each other for the longest time, after all, the two have known each other in the Li Mansion for a long time, and later they worked together to eliminate the Bloody Great Immortal. And the most profound intersection with Qin Yun is Wei Yi, the battle between zero and one on the school field of Yanwutang, and finally ends with a zero victory, from that day on his Wei Yi took the broken Qinglei Sword with him every day, hoping to surpass Qin Yun one day. The most pleasant acquaintance with Qin Yun was Su Su, the sun swayed and the two talked to each other in the shade of the tree, and Qin Yun didn't laugh after learning that Su Su chose the "Hanging Pot Order", but joked, If you are injured in the future, you have to rely on you. Such words won great favor in Su Su's heart.

Although the acquaintance is short, it can also be touching.

"How could you die so easily. Ye Jianshui said, a line of tears running across his cheeks. Crystal tears condensed on the pointed chin, as if unwilling to fall. It's just that as the teardrops continue to grow, they finally can't hold it anymore. Ticking fell to the ground with a few small tears.