Su Xingchen wore a demon mask and returned to the Imperial Sword Sect. Through the crystal pupils of the mask, Su Xingchen looked at the vermilion gate, two stone dragons were prostrate, and on the side of the stone dragon, there was a big flag that was hunting in the wind, and he had mixed feelings.

Things are people!

The Imperial Sword Sect is still the leader of the Imperial Sword Sect, the alliance leader of the Six Divine Dragon Sects. But he, Su Xingchen, is no longer the Su Xingchen he once was!

Even though the master is ruthless to herself, the master will always be the master! The Fire Ancestor is eyeing the Imperial Sword Sect, and he must remind her!

"What person?" an outer disciple was startled when he saw a man wearing a pitch-black mask standing beside the stone dragon.

Su Xingchen didn't want to hide his identity: "Su Xingchen! I want to find my teacher, I have something important to tell you." ”

"Su ...... Su Xingchen?" The outer disciple obviously didn't expect that the senior brother who was dismissed by the Imperial Sword Sect would wear such a terrifying ghost mask in the middle of the night and return......!" You wait a minute......" The disciple didn't call him a senior brother, and hurried into the inner door to report

Su Xingchen had the surname of Nai, and stood quietly outside the sect and waited. Not long after, Ji Susu had not yet appeared, and all the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect ran out of the Imperial Sword Sect to see the excitement. Su Xingchen's expulsion from the Imperial Sword Sect was indeed a major event for the Imperial Sword Sect, but many people were very curious about how this outcast could return to the Imperial Sword Sect again, and he was still wearing a strange mask!

"Su Xingchen, do you really have the face to return to the Imperial Sword Sect?" hahaha!" an outer disciple laughed.

"He just doesn't have a face, so he's wearing a mask. ”

"How's it going?

Cheng Qingyun was dressed in green clothes, his expression was dashing, he stood outside the sect with his hands in his hands, like a senior brother, he glanced at the disciples, and his eyes were majestic: "How do you speak?

The outer disciples, when they saw Cheng Qingyun talking, they all closed their mouths, and only a few of them were still snickering.

"Senior brother's talent as a carpenter, and he is definitely the first person on Flame Sky Island! All the disciples burst into laughter.

Su Xingchen smiled indifferently and did not speak. If every taunt can make his cultivation rise by a small level, then in the past five years, he must have become the number one master of Shenwu Jiulu! But ridicule can't make him upgrade, so he has already regarded it as a breeze and turned a deaf ear!

"Senior Lady is here...... one of the junior disciples said in a low voice. Cheng Qingyun closed his mouth, stopped talking, and got out of the way. Ji Susu and Murong Qing, one after the other, stepped out of the Imperial Sword Sect.

Ji Susu was born extremely beautiful, her skin was as white as jade, she was dressed in a snow-white plain robe, her demeanor was elegant, she was known as the first beauty on Yankong Island, and she was three points more beautiful than her daughter Murong Qing, although she was already in her thirties, but the years did not see any traces on her slightly plump cheeks. The pale crimson belt, the thin waist that is unbearable to hold, and the chest is full of a beautiful and powerful peak-shaped arc, which is really a stunning thing.

It's just that at this moment, her delicate face is slightly tired.

"Xingchen, you...... Your master is still in the sect, you know ......" Ji Susu wanted to invite him in, but he couldn't help it. Now that Su Xingchen is no longer a disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect, if he is allowed to enter the door again, he will only make Murong Longyuan feel disgusted.

Su Xingchen's heart sank, and he felt that his relationship with Shi Niang at the moment was not as harmonious as before, as if he was also separated by an indescribable wall. The gate of this Imperial Sword Sect used to be regarded as a family gate, but now, Shi Niang is not even allowed to enter her own door!

That's fine, if even Shi Niang sees herself as a passerby, then she will no longer have any concerns about the Sword Sect!

Ji Susu looked at this child who had been raised for himself since he was a child and regarded as a child, but he was wearing a ghost-like mask that covered his familiar face, and couldn't help but cry.

Su Xingchen looked around. The entire Imperial Sword Sect, except for Ling Mofeng and Shi Niang, everyone looked at them with a mocking look. Senior sister Murong Qing, who was carrying a long sword, her face flushed, fine sweat oozing from her forehead, stood side by side with Cheng Qingyun, her hands clasped together, hidden behind her, with a touch of ridicule on her lips, without saying a word.

"Hehe, I used to regard me as a treasure, and even promised my baby daughter to me, but now I am regarded as my abandonment and swept me out of the house, hehe......" Su Xingchen sneered a few times, and it was difficult to contain his little growing disgust for Master Murong Longyuan! "In the past thirteen years, I have worked hard to serve the Imperial Sword Sect as my master, and there is not a single day that I have not trembled and been conscientious! All the injustices suffered by my Su Xingchen Imperial Sword Sect will never be forgotten in this life!"

"From now on, I have broken off with Edgeworth Zongen, and I have nothing to do with it!" Su Xingchen couldn't suppress the grief and gloom in his chest, and held back his tears without shedding them. He exhaled heavily, and the ten thousand Nine Void True Flames in his body were running wildly, and the pain was about to tear his skin, but the cold gaze behind the crystal pupils was even more scorching.

Ji Susu looked at this former beloved apprentice, her heart was like a knife, and she burst into tears: "Xingchen, you...... Why are you doing this?"

In Shenwu Jiulu, only the sect abandoned the disciples, and there was no precedent for the disciples to abandon the sect. Although Su Xingchen was expelled, in the traditional moral etiquette, he should still be grateful to the former sect. The so-called being a teacher and a father for life, as he decisively announced that he had severed relations with the former sect, which was absolutely shocking and rebellious!

As soon as he said this, the emotions of the outer disciples surged, and their anger burned.

"Okay, you Su Xingchen, you really ate gentian, and you dare to be disrespectful to your former master!"

"This kind of rebel, the Imperial Sword Sect has really raised him for more than ten years in vain, what's the use of keeping him?

"Kill such a rebellious person as him, and dirty my sword!"

Su Xingchen ignored the insults one after another, looked at the beautiful teacher, and his voice turned soft and warm: "Master, I came back this time just to tell the teacher that Su Xingchen raised you single-handedly, and I will never dare to forget this kindness in my life." The gaze behind the crystal pupils, forbearance and perseverance, made Ji Susu's heart tremble suddenly!

"This kid ...... He has suffered so much over the years...... Even though he was abandoned by my Imperial Sword Sect, he still regarded me as a master...... "Ji Susu thought secretly.

"Master, I heard some rumors that on Flame Sky Island, some sects want to ...... me during this year's sword trial conference It's bad for Edgeworth. Su Xingchen forcibly held back his ups and downs and returned to the topic.

In the sect, a cold and threatening voice came out, suppressing all the noisy voices: "Nephew Su Xian, thank you for your kindness." Since my Imperial Sword Sect has nothing to do with you, then the affairs of the Imperial Sword Sect will not bother you......" Murong Longyuan's feet were dusty, and he barely moved under his feet, as if he was walking in the wind, and in an instant, he had reached the door, and a powerful coercion forced all the disciples away, and his tall and straight figure like a mountain had already stood in front of Su Xingchen.

Su Xingchen once regarded his master Murong Longyuan as a god and a role model. He is the highest Great Qi Master on Flame Sky Island, unparalleled for a while, admirable, humble and gentlemanly, and admired by all the people. But now, Su Xingchen only feels cold to the bone!

He no longer looked at the master who had looked up, but instead looked at the master and said, "This group of people took the commission and was ordered by the Huoyun Sect, intending to seize the position of the leader of the Six Sects of the Divine Dragon. Among them, two of them are known as the Iron Sword Twin Brothers, a monk and a bald monk, and the bald monk is obviously a silver evil man with a vulgar language...... I'm just afraid that he will be rude to Shiniang, Shiniang, you have to be more careful......"

Ji Susu raised him, how could she not understand what he meant? She had tears in her eyes, and on her plump and snow-white cheeks, two tear stains slid down, and she cried softly: "Xingchen, the master will understand, thank you......"

"Master, say goodbye......" Su Xingchen only bowed to Ji Susu, flicked the sleeves of his robe, and wanted to leave.

Murong Longyuan's hand was pressed on the Seven Absolute Swords under his waist, and the Seven Absolute Swords whispered softly in the sheath! But he was a humble gentleman, but he couldn't attack at will.

The second junior brother Cheng Qingyun stepped forward and shouted: "Su Xingchen, you are slow!"

Su Xingchen turned his head and looked at the second junior brother who hooked up with his fiancée, and his eyes were full of fire. Although he didn't love Murong Qing, Cheng Qingyun's collusion with Murong Qing had made him feel deeply humiliated. He is not a small person, if the two of them sincerely mention it in front of him and ask to withdraw from the marriage, he will not hesitate to give up his junior sister. Because the person he loves the most is not a junior sister at all.

"You have been deeply favored by the Imperial Sword Sect and have been nurtured for more than ten years, but now you are so rebellious! Master is magnanimous and doesn't care about you, how can we, as disciples, allow you to be so wild? Su Xingchen, it seems that after you were expelled from the Imperial Sword Sect, you have learned a lot of skills, so you dare not take the Imperial Sword Sect seriously!" Cheng Qingyun snorted coldly and held down the long sword at his waist.

Su Xingchen said coldly: "Cheng Qingyun, guard Murong Qing well, because one day, I will make you regret it!"

Cheng Qingyun's face changed, he turned pale, and his hand pressing the sword couldn't help but tremble: "What do you want to say?" He was the youngest first master among the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect, and Su Xingchen was just an ordinary person who had no obvious imperial vein, and he would never be able to cultivate the Imperial Qi Technique. But the cold and cold light transmitted behind the crystal pupil made Cheng Qingyun couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

"Heaven is evil, you can be forgiven, you are self-inflicted, you can't live, you are the first cunning person in the Imperial Sword Sect, trying in vain to win the favor of your junior sister, as a way to be promoted, deceiving the trust of your master, and paving the way for inheriting the great cause of the Imperial Sword Sect. You can deceive the teacher, but you can't deceive me. You know......" Su Xingchen unceremoniously separated the relationship between his master and him, turned around and wanted to leave.

The sound of the sword was long, Cheng Qingyun pointed with his right hand, and the long sword flew out, pointing directly at Su Xingchen's vest, which was the sword style of the "Spirit Flower Sword Dao" that had been passed down by the Imperial Sword Sect for hundreds of years.

Although Su Xingchen has obtained the secret of the Burial God Stone, he has only cultivated for the first time, and the imperial qi in his body is almost equal to zero, how can he resist the lightning sword behind Cheng Qingyun, the number one master among the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect?

He almost involuntarily threw himself forward, dodged a backstab sword, and was just about to get up, when the sword light was in Cheng Qingyun's hands. Su Xingchen got up and was hit in the chest by Cheng Qingyun's palm, and his internal organs were turned over, and he vomited blood.

Cheng Qingyun's handsome face looked like a smile, as if he was mocking the defeated general in this love field. Of course, he is not stupid, and he will never really kill him, because to kill him, only Master Murong Longyuan can decide. Being able to teach this wasted and rebellious disciple a lesson for the master in front of the master will definitely win the favor of the master.

Murong Longyuan didn't say anything, but the disciples of the outer sect who were watching had already cheered.

A faint sly smile appeared at the corner of Cheng Qingyun's mouth, and just as he was about to give Su Xingchen another palm, Ji Susu shouted angrily: "Stop!" The white shadow flashed, and he rushed forward, and the slender palm opened Cheng Qingyun's palm, pushing him backwards and falling far away, and he fell to the ground.

Ji Susu helped Su Xingchen up. Su Xingchen looked at the soft, sad and desperate face of the dearest person in the world, his snort was full of faint fragrance, his eyes gradually blurred, his chest was dull, and he seemed to be out of breath, so he fainted.