The Holy Maiden Xiao Ziyue's eyes shone with a cold light, staring at the sword fairy in front of the bronze door.

Li Qingshan, the patriarch of the Northern Sword Gate, was even more stunned, as a patriarch, he was slandered by this kid in front of the public, and most importantly, this sword immortal who made him look forward to it was the kid who played chess with him in Qingjiang City.

Moreover, this kid has always made him uneasy.

Things have developed to this point, and Li Qingshan feels a little unacceptable.

This peerless demon is anyone, but why is it this open-mouthed kid?

Li Qingshan frowned.

And the thousands of inner disciples had strange expressions, followed by fear.

Originally, I thought that after the Sword Immortal came out of the secret realm, he would usher in countless glories, and many honors would be added to him.

This should have been a great event for the rise of demons!

But now, this sword immortal actually said in front of everyone that the ancestor was messing with the relationship between men and women, and he also pretended to be a master.

This...... Don't you want to die?

Everyone felt extremely frightened, looking up and down the North Sword Gate, who dared to speak to the ancestor like this? Are today's young people so tough and not afraid of life and death?

Xin Zhengming, the hall owner who was mixed in the crowd, felt chills all over his body, and his heart was extremely resentful, if the ancestor was angry, he, the recommender of the Sword Immortal, would have any good fruits to eat.

Thinking of this, Xin Zhengming couldn't help but look up at the place where the third elder Xu Ke, the fifth elder Cheng You, and the eighth elder Long Yu in the sky were.

The three elders sensed something, and they all turned around and glanced at him, and the three eyes were full of reproach and doubt.

"Hey......"

Xin Zhengming didn't dare to look at the three elders anymore, so he could only silently twist his head away and sigh alone.

In front of the bronze gate, Qin Han and the patriarch of the Northern Sword Gate stared wide-eyed.

The Patriarch of the Northern Sword Sect was furious, "Boy, you have the ability to repeat Fang Cai's words again!" ”

Qin Han sneered, did he really think that he Qin someone was easy to bully?

is about to be killed and robbed, he will not leave any mercy, so he straightened his waist and said:

"Why, you rely on your identity as your ancestor to run rampant in the North Sword Gate, not to mention messing around with the relationship between men and women, and you also have the habit of breaking sleeves, I'm bah! Who knows how many pure and immaculate people have been defiled by you? To do such a dirty and dirty thing, still not let people talk about it? Of course, none of this matters, after all, it's all about things that can't beat the master with eight poles, but you, as the patriarch of the Northern Sword Gate, shamelessly snatched the master's three hundred taels of silver, not to mention, and also shot at the master, a person who has no cultivation, you are really shameless! ”

As soon as these words came out, many disciples of the Northern Sword Sect looked at the ancestor with strange eyes, and finally silently distanced themselves from the ancestor.

"Boy, you're looking for death!" The patriarch of the Northern Sword Sect was furious, and he was about to step forward and slap this kid to death without any evidence.

Qin Han looked scared, "These dirty deeds have been exposed by me, you can't hold your face, aren't you in a hurry?" ”

"You!" The Patriarch of the Northern Sword Sect, who had already raised one palm, was stunned in place, and suddenly became furious.

Sect Master Beitian, who was standing on the side, saw that the momentum was not good, and hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him:

"Ancestor, although this son is stubborn, he is talented! A little discipline is still saved, please think twice! ”

The angry Patriarch of the Northern Sword Sect calmed down, and a playful smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Okay, kid, since you like to play so much, then your patriarch will play with you!" ”

"What are you going to do?" Qin Han frowned.

Play?

What to play?

The reason why he slandered the ancestor of the Northern Sword Gate was completely to avenge the three hundred taels of silver, what kind of relationship between men and women that Long Yang was good at, it was all his nonsense, but at this moment, the smile of the ancestor of the Northern Sword Gate made him shudder.

His hands involuntarily covered his chest.

The patriarch of the Northern Sword Sect in the sky was full of black lines, and he almost smothered out a mouthful of old blood.

What does it mean to hold your chest? It makes him really have some strange habits as an ancestor.

But what made him frown was that in his divine sense, many disciples looked at him vigilantly, regardless of male and female disciples, the gaze of this ancestor was very strange.

No, you can't let this kid get darker and darker. He snorted coldly, and then his big sleeves rolled, and a vast and boundless force rushed towards the bronze door.

"Boy, your good luck has come to an end!"

Qin Han in front of the bronze door suddenly punched, the soldier can not be killed, rather than being taken away by this ancestor, it is better to be brave and righteous.

Who knows if this patriarch really has some special habits, if he is taken away by this person, then his innocence will really be ruined!

A punch was smashed, and the vast golden fist power swept like a long river, extremely fierce.

But the other party is a patriarch after all, Qin Han's fist power is weak in front of the opponent's strength, and it completely dissipates in an instant, without a trace.

He only felt that his body was light, and the power of the ancestor of the Northern Sword Gate descended on him.

"Help!"

He yelled desperately for someone good to come to his rescue, but it was clear that the result was disappointing.

As the Sword Immortal was taken away by the Ancestor, the originally noisy Lei Huo Peak was a lot quieter, and many disciples even let out a long breath of turbidity.

The aura emitted by the patriarch when he was furious made people feel like falling into an ice cellar, it was too terrifying!

The power of the creatures in the king realm makes people desperate.

Beitian, the sect master standing quietly in mid-air, his face was a little ugly, he originally thought that after the sword immortal came out, the ancestor would come forward to accept the apprentices, and the sword immortal would gladly agree, so a beautiful picture of the master's compassion and filial piety could slowly unfold.

I never thought that as soon as this sword fairy came out, he fell in love with the old man, and said some rebellious words that ruined the image of the ancestor.

Can the patriarch be like that?

Beitian shook his head, since he became the sect master, the ancestor has been hiding in Qingjiang City in the fireworks and red dust to enjoy his old age, except for the little habit of liking chess, there is no unseemly habit.

The ancestor has always been a noble and glorious image in the North Sword Gate, but the sword fairy is so troublesome...... The distance that those disciples retreated invisibly, as well as those strange eyes, he could see them all.

But there is no need to explain this kind of thing, because the more you explain, the darker it becomes.

Beitian sighed, looked at the many whispering disciples, and said in a deep voice: "The matter of the Thunder Fire Realm has come to an end, so let's go back to the mountain peak!" Practice, don't slack off for a day! ”

"Yes!"

Many disciples and elders bowed and saluted to send off the sect master.

"Let's go too."

After the ten elders saluted and stood up, they glanced at each other, and the ten figures faded into the sky at the same time.

Half an hour later, the Thunder Fire Peak once again regained its former coldness, and only the thunder and purple flames flickered and burned here eternally.

But everyone knows that the matter of the Sword Immortal is not over yet!