"I see who dares!"

Boom!

I saw that the people in the four factions drew their swords one after another, vowing not to back down.

Ye Baiyi's expression was indifferent, even in the face of several kendo masters, he was not afraid at all, he just snorted coldly: "Search!" ”

Shout!

Zheng!

Suddenly, a sword light shot out from a distance, slashing directly at the blue brick in front of the disciple of the Songshan Sect, and the sword marks were deep, which made people shocked.

Frightened, the Songshan Sect disciples retreated backwards, all frightened by this sword light.

"Who!"

Ye Baiyi shouted angrily and looked towards the courtyard house.

I saw the open door, and a figure slowly walked out of the candlelight-lit figure, walking slowly.

"The success of the night master is a fortunate thing for the righteous path of martial arts, but at this moment, he is falling to his own people, is it a little inappropriate?"

A neutral and peaceful voice sounded, and immediately, a middle-aged man in a cloth coat and carrying a long sword walked out.

He has a thin face, a long beard under his chin, a strand of white hair on his temples, a breeze on his sleeves, and a pair of eyes as sharp as a sword staring at the night white clothes.

"Liu Qingge ......"

The pupils of the white clothes shrank slightly, and he was a little afraid.

Unexpectedly, this person has traveled all over the world, and today he will appear in his Songshan faction, why haven't the disciples of his disciples reported it?

"Master of the night, I haven't seen you for a few years, don't come unharmed!"

Back then, the two of them had also studied swordsmanship in private, but of course, it was Ye Baiyi who lost.

Since Liu Qingge entered the rivers and lakes, he has never heard of his defeat.

"The swordsman is coming to our faction, why don't you send someone to spread the word?"

The arrogance of the night white clothes was slightly restricted, and he said in a deep voice.

"The night master is polite, I just came with the friends of the Huashan faction to join in the fun, I really don't want to alarm the night master, but I never thought that the day of the alliance has not yet arrived, and the heroes of the world are not all coming, your Wuyue Sword Sect is planning to compete here, but it is really a big oolong!"

Liu Qingge smiled faintly and calmly.

Even in the face of the miraculous night white clothes, he does not show timidity.

And Ye Baiyi is also afraid of the other party, even if he is a great achievement, but in the face of Liu Qingge, a swordsman who has never been defeated, the victory rate in his heart is less than fifty percent.

If he is allowed to cultivate for two or three years, he may still have the opportunity to compete with the other party, but today, it can only be!

"Hmph, it's just a misunderstanding, since the swordsman is here, I don't think he will harbor the thief, I disturbed you tonight, and the leader of this alliance is here to make a compensation!"

After that, he arched his hand and did not bow down, although his attitude was still rebellious, but it was not easy for those who knew him.

Seeing this, the heads of the four factions did not reply, and each snorted coldly.

Regarding the attitude of the four factions, Ye Baiyi didn't care, and when he saw that he couldn't do anything, he brushed his sleeves and left.

When the people of the Songshan faction left, the disciples of the four major factions began to complain, and what they said was nothing more than how arrogant and arrogant the people of the Songshan faction were, but not many of them were self-conscious.

If they are strong, even if they are deceived by the white clothes at night, what are they afraid of, and only after waiting for people to leave at this moment do they dare to talk behind their backs, which is really not a gentleman's doing.

The disciples of the Hengshan sect are still able to control themselves and do not speak much, thinking that it is because they chant sutras and worship the Buddha on weekdays, and their minds are much higher than others

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Disciples of the three factions.

However, this also led to the rather weak character of the disciples of the Hengshan Sect, although they were decent, they did not know what to do to eliminate evil, what was decisive in killing, and only knew compassion and persuaded people to be good, which made them a little out of place in the Wuyue Sword Sect.

And they're all women.

Listening to the discussion of the disciples under his door, Xiao Yaosheng's face darkened and darkened, and he reprimanded loudly: "It's all over, isn't it!" All disciples, go back to the room and copy the Heart Sutra ten times, otherwise you are not allowed to sleep, Feng Xiu, you will supervise it! ”

"Yes, Master!"

Feng Xiu bowed respectfully.

With the wails of the disciples of the Huashan faction, this farce came to an end completely.

Seeing this, the disciples of the two factions of Hengshan and Taishan hurriedly shut their mouths for fear that their own masters would also be punished.

Seeing this, even if he originally wanted to learn from Xiao Yaosheng and rectify the Xuanbei Daoist and Mu Feng of his disciples, he had no choice but to give up!

After everyone dispersed, Xiao Yaosheng invited Liu Qingge back to the room, in addition to the other three faction heads, there was also Xiao Shengfeng, the old head of the Huashan faction.

Now it seems that there is a little less blood in the end, but a little more calm, which is remarkable, and will not be criticized.

After a few heads and Liu Qingge sat down, Xiao Yaosheng couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Let you see the joke!" ”

Mu Feng shook his head, and also sighed: "Master Xiao is virtuous, and I am a disciple of the Hengshan Sect...... Alas, don't say it, don't say it. ”

Master Jingchen just recited the phrase "Amitabha", which seemed to have become her mantra, and everyone was used to it.

Liu Qingge didn't want to comment on this, but he just looked at the Xuanbei Daoist of the Taishan Sect and said with concern: "How is the Daoist Chief's injury?" ”

Xuan Beidao waved his hand, smiled far-fetchedly and said, "Thank you Swordsman for your concern, three days is enough for me to get rid of the cold ice true qi in my body!" ”

Xiao Shengfeng exclaimed: "With the cultivation of an old friend, it will take three days? ”

Xuanbei Dao Chang nodded helplessly and said: "This night, the cold ice true qi in white clothes is really great, although he is not willing to fall into majesty, but I am afraid, no one is his opponent, this time the position of the leader of the Wuyue Alliance, it should be sent by Songshan to sit!" ”

Everyone couldn't help but gasp, and they contemplated with their eyebrows and didn't say anything for a long time.

Liu Qingge thought in his heart, he wanted to have another competition with this night master to discuss swordsmanship, but now it seems that he majored in internal strength, but his swordsmanship has not improved much, so this appointment is better to stop there!

Unexpectedly, as the leader of the Wuyue Alliance, the swordsmanship is not very subtle, and it is really a bit of putting the cart before the horse, which makes people sigh.

……

On the same night, at the foot of Mount Taimuro.

A black shadow staggered down the cliff before burrowing into the forest and vanishing.

Midnight, Qingping Inn.

Bang!

The closed window door was suddenly opened, Xuanyuan Tu seemed to feel something, not surprised, the candle in the room was not extinguished, he sat at the table eating small dishes, drinking small wine, so comfortable.

However, as soon as the figure stepped into the room, it heard a thud and fell to the ground.

Xuanyuan Tu's thick eyebrows furrowed slightly, strode forward to check, and as soon as he reached out and touched the other party, a chill suddenly climbed up his five fingers, forming a thin layer of frost on his hand.

"Ice is really angry, it's so terrifying?"

Xuanyuan Tu was shocked, and hurriedly helped the treasure thief to sit on the bed, and then sat cross-legged behind it, and his palms turned his true qi and hit the opponent's back, using his own cultivation of authentic Shaolin internal strength to remove the cold and ice true qi in his body.

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But when his internal force poured into the other party's body, that cold and icy true qi quickly grew, and began to pour from the body of the treasure thief towards his palm, and in just a moment, frost formed on Xuanyuan Tu's black hair and long beard.

"What kind of martial arts is it, how can it be so powerful!"

Xuanyuan Tu was shocked again, fortunately, his skills were profound, so he could barely suppress this chill, but fortunately, thanks to this, all the cold ice true qi in the body of the treasure thief was incorporated into his body and temporarily suppressed.

"Whew!"

Xuanyuan Tu slowly exhaled a breath of white air, which was extremely cold.

Slowly put down the treasure thief and lay down, Xuanyuan Tu couldn't help but wonder: "It is rumored that whenever the treasure thief god peeks at, he has never missed it, even the treasures of the Jinling Palace have stolen no less than ten pieces, Zhuge Lao'er respects it like a ghost god, from the beginning of the strict precautions, to later, the treasury treasures are still claimed, directly ignored."

It's such a powerful thief, how could he just go to the Songshan Sect to steal the cold and icy true qi of the white-clothed cultivation that night, and make it like this? ”

He was very puzzled, if he hadn't made his own move today, this treasure thief would have to be frozen by the cold ice true qi and his whole body stiffened and died, and when the cold qi invaded the internal organs, even Li Musi and Sun Qinian joined forces to rescue, and they couldn't save it.

“…… It can't be a fake! ”

Xuanyuan Tu had a not-so-real thought in his mind, and he stretched out his hand to pick off the other party's masked black scarf, but before his hand could touch it, he retracted it again, shook his head and sighed: "Isn't this behavior taking advantage of people's danger?" ”

"That's it, that's it, let's wait for him to wake up, and then ask what the result is! After receiving such a serious injury, if he hadn't stolen the cultivation method of the Ice True Qi, it would really be a waste of the old man's hard work! ”

Xuanyuan Tu was heartbroken for Yang Ling, about letting the Treasure Thief God steal the cold ice true qi cultivation method of the night white clothes, he was completely making his own assertion in private, otherwise, with his righteous brother's character, he would definitely not agree, even if he obtained the cultivation method of cold ice true qi, he probably wouldn't be able to cultivate.

But Xuanyuan Tu didn't want his brother to die young, and for him, he didn't even care about his own morality.

If you want to save him, the only way to save him is not to tell him the truth, as for the so-called consequences, you have to bear it yourself!

In this way, Xuanyuan Tu sat alone all night, and when the sky was dark, the treasure thief on the bed finally had a trace of movement.

“……”

When he woke up from a coma and saw that he was in a strange room, and his body was still covered with silk, the thief suddenly sat up in shock, and then put his hands on his face and groped for a while, and was relieved to see that the black towel covering his face had not been removed.

As the memories of last night gradually came back to me, it finally understood everything.

looked at Xuanyuan Tu on the side, and said with a little gratitude in his tone: "Thank you Lion King for saving your life!" ”

When Xuanyuan Tu saw that he woke up, he didn't care about any kindness, and immediately asked, "Can it be successful?" ”

The Treasure Thief took a deep breath and said with palpitations: "Fortunately, I am not dishonored!" ”

"Hahaha, good, very good, it's not in vain that I spent my efforts to save your life!"

Xuanyuan Tu waited all night, because he was worried that the other party did not have the cultivation method of the cold ice true qi, after all, failure would inevitably startle the snake, and if he wanted to do it next time, he was afraid that it would be even more difficult.

I saw the treasure thief take out a leather scroll from his arms and hand it to Xuanyuan Tudao:

"I have been lurking for half a month since the Songshan faction, and I finally discovered the secret of Ye Baiyi, it turns out that he is not cultivating any family heirloom internal skills, and there is no so-called cold ice true qi in the world, only the peerless martial arts on the Immortal Sutra!"

……

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