"Senior brother, what are you going to do, put down the sword quickly."

"Li Haotian, do you want to rebel?"

"Senior Brother Li, have you forgotten who raised you?"

On the empty avenue, there were a little yellowing and dry weeds on both sides, and Li Haotian turned a deaf ear to the voices of the surrounding senior brothers who were either caring or scolding.

He suddenly felt a little sad in his heart, even ordinary people could see that although the child was covered in poison, he didn't have the slightest martial arts.

He didn't believe in the people here, these senior brothers who had lived with him for many years couldn't see it, and he didn't believe that Su He couldn't see it.

However, Su He was indiscriminate, and he didn't ask the reason for the matter, and he drew his sword and killed.

In his eyes, is good and evil really that important?

Is he, the right way he upholds, the right way?

Li Haotian and Su He stood opposite each other, the two long swords crossed together, and the head of the child who had been killed by a sword fell from front of their eyes and fell to the ground and rolled around a few times.

During the whole process, Li Haotian could see clearly, Su He's eyes did not blink, and there was no wave in his heart.

He was silent for a moment, ignoring the noise of the surrounding brothers and sisters.

In fact, there is no need to care, although those senior brothers are angry, they dare not step forward.

Li Haotian was sad in his heart, is this a person who practices martial arts? If it weren't for the fact that they weren't in the Grandmaster realm, I'm afraid they would have rushed up to clear the portal a long time ago.

He didn't raise his head, his eyes stared at the long sword in his hand, and he said softly: "Since entering the master's door, I haven't asked the master to instruct the disciple's martial arts. ”

Su He looked at the calm young man in front of him, and a trace of anger flashed in his heart. From the moment he brought Li Haotian under his command, he saw the hope that the Floating Cloud Sword Sect would flourish, if the entire sect was handed over to him, the Floating Cloud Sword Sect would go far in the future, instead of just a third-rate sect like now.

But his temperament is lazy, and he doesn't seem to be interested in being the sect master, but he cares about Xu Fan very much.

So Su He thought that Xu Fan was an obstacle to the development of the sect, which caused the entire Sword Sect to not treat Xu Fan very well.

Su He didn't understand that the sword just now was that he wanted to stop himself from killing this witch sect disciple, but he had to kill the other party. But all demon sects, no matter how big or small, don't ask whether they are right or wrong, kill first and then quickly.

This is the principle that has always been in Su He's heart: the right way should prosper, and the evil way should die!

Therefore, that sword was not only killed for himself, but also for all his disciples.

"Li Haotian, you are really my good disciple."

Su He deliberately bit the good word very tightly, and then said: "I don't dare to give advice, now that you have also been promoted to the grandmaster realm, let's learn from you for the teacher." ”

"Come on, then!"

Li Haotian was too lazy to talk nonsense, and directly brandished his long sword and attacked Su He.

Both of them are based on Ziyang Divine Skill, and the Floating Cloud Sword Technique is an attack move.

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Su He has been immersed in the floating cloud swordsmanship for many years, and he knows every move and style well, so he can always gain insight into opportunities. And Li Haotian did not show weakness, although he did not have the accumulation of time, he was better than having a decisive and fearless heart.

Therefore, the two showed their own magical powers, and they didn't win or lose after fighting for a long time.

The surrounding disciples only had a rough idea of Li Haotian's strength, but they were all shocked to see that they were now on an equal footing with the master they had always respected.

With such a demonic talent, no wonder he dared to argue with his master.

Su He was also more frightened the bigger he was, he didn't expect that Li Haotian had grown to this realm, if it was time, there would be no one in the Floating Cloud Sword Sect who could suppress him.

It's a pity in my heart that such a talent can't be a lintel for me.

After playing about Mo Cha Kung Fu, the two of them cast the Floating Cloud Sword Technique in reverse directions, and finally retracted the long sword at the same time.

Li Haotian complimented expressionlessly: "Master is master, he is a step ahead, and the disciple is grateful for the mercy of Master's subordinates." ”

Su He looked at Li Haotian and nodded, and said softly: "You have made great progress, you still need to practice hard in the future, and one day you will catch up with you as a teacher." ”

As for the actual situation, the two have a tacit understanding.

Only then did the surrounding disciples understand that it was the master who had been letting Senior Brother Li all the time, no wonder Senior Brother Li had made such rapid progress.

……

Deep in the forest, a group of green-faced men dressed in black and wearing green hats marched along the serpentine mark.

However, after following the serpentine marker for several hours, they still did not reach where they wanted to go.

One of them was alert, stretched out his right hand and waved it, and whispered, "Stop!" ”

The people behind asked, "Helmsman, why did you stop?" ”

The helmsman's face was solemn, and he said coldly, "How long did it take to walk from outside the woods to the altar?" ”

Without thinking, the man replied, "Half an hour is enough." ”

The helmsman asked again, "Then do you calculate how long we have been walking since we came in?" ”

In an instant, the man seemed to understand something, and said, "Helmsman, do you suspect that someone has done something?" ”

The helmsman smiled coldly and snorted: "It's not a suspicion, but someone really made a small move." ”

He crouched down and looked at the mark carefully, only to find that although it was all serpentine markings, there was no imperceptible point on the snake's head.

"Bastard!"

He cursed in a low voice, and several slender poisonous snakes crawled out of his body.

The snake was three feet long, inky black, and hissed and crawled in one direction.

"There is a perennial fog here, and these little black snakes are the heirs of Lingzun, and they will follow the smell to find Lingzun."

The subordinate worried, "Helmsman, will anyone wreak havoc on the altar?" ”

Although his face was pale, he could still see confidence on the helmsman's face: "With the Spirit Venerable, the altar is foolproof." ”

The subordinate stopped talking, because the Lingzun had surpassed normal cognition and was a god against the heavens.

Follow the little black snake all the way, and finally reach the altar.

It was the giant tree that Xu Fan broke into, and when the man in black walked to the door, his nose suddenly sniffed, as if he had noticed something.

Suddenly, they screamed, and they didn't care about the door closing, so they broke in directly, and then the deeper they went inside, the more ugly their faces became, and in the end, their whole faces were full of hatred.

I saw that all the poisonous people they had worked so hard to cultivate had turned into charcoal, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell.

The ground was a mess, there seemed to be traces of a fight, and if you counted carefully, there was one person missing.

Suddenly, a large snake appeared from below, spitting its core at them, and the horn on the top of its head stood out.

Those people suddenly bowed: "See Lingzun!" ”

I saw that there were also a few white marks on the giant snake's body, and then I watched everything around me disappear.

The helmsman roared: "Which dog thief, let me find out, I must break your body into ten thousand pieces and attack your body with ten thousand poisons." I must torture you for ninety-nine eighty-one days, so that you shed your last drop of blood and watch yourself die. ”

No matter how he cursed, it would be useless, the culprit Xu Fan had already turned into a beggar and went towards the Sang tribe.

On the other side, after Su He finished fighting with Li Haotian, he took all the disciples back to the tent where they were staying.

Luo Qiushui opened his mouth and asked, "Sect Master Su, can you get something?" ”

Su He nodded slightly, and said calmly: "The situation that the disciple has found is not much different, and I have already awarded the thief to the head." ”

After hearing Su He's words, Li Haotian glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and the expression on his face was neither sad nor happy.

Luo Qiushui applauded and said, "Sect Master Su is worthy of being my minister, with such a good general, why should I be worried?" ”

Listening to Luo Qiushui's words of praise and implication, the corners of Su He's eyes jumped, but he didn't answer.

At this moment, a person came in from outside the door, everyone was familiar with him, he was one of Luo Qiushui's entourage, like a ghost.

In fact, he is a secret agent of the imperial court, a person who specializes in lurking and spying on military intelligence.

After he came in, he walked up to Luo Qiushui and whispered, Luo Qiushui's face kept changing, and finally a hint of joy appeared.

After the man retreated, she said with a smile on her face: "I just got the information, the disciples of the Witch Sect of the Sang tribe have quietly evacuated, and the helmsmen here are all empty, as for the reason remains to be investigated." However, when they left, they were in a hurry, and according to reliable sources, the altar where they cultivated the poison king was burned down by the mysterious man, and all the poison people died on the spot. ”

"Great, if there is no poisonous person, we will not have to worry about it, we should move forward and kill him without leaving a piece of armor."

Zhang Biao shouted in a loud voice.

"If that's the case, our sect can return and regain its strength."

Su He pondered silently in his heart.

Looking at the different expressions of everyone below, Luo Qiushui knew that there were heavy casualties on this trip, but she was actually more inclined to Zhang Biao's statement in her heart.

"Take a break, and I'll go to the Witch Sect of the San tribe early tomorrow morning."

The northern barbarians are few and wide, all of them are poor mountains and bad waters, and people can hardly survive. The products are not abundant, and only by living together can we live better.

Moreover, each tribe is far away from each other, and as for their Northern Desert Royal Court, it is even more far away.

Although Luo Qiushui was confident, he was not stupid enough to take such people to destroy a place that once established itself as a country.

This time, I came here for experience, to exercise my physique and ability at this border; The second is to deter, deter the recklessness of border officials, and even more deter the Northern Barbarians.

The next day, when the group of them marched through the Sang tribe and reached the rudder of the Witch Cult, they found that this place was indeed as the intelligence said, the building had already been emptied, and there was nothing left.

Zhang Biao was so angry that after getting Luo Qiushui's consent, he burned the place to the ground with a fire.

The people of the San tribe in the distance watched as this branch of their state religion was burned to the ground, and surprisingly no one came to stop it.

Although the Wujiao disciples evacuated, some of the Northern Barbarian soldiers did not have time to escape. Moreover, they all participated in raiding the border, and even crossed the Sui River and crossed the town of Bishan to cause trouble for the people.

After questioning, the soldiers identified each other, and about dozens of Northern Barbarian soldiers were tied with their hands tied.

Originally, Zhang Biao wanted to kill on the spot to set an example.

But she was stopped by Luo Qiushui, she said: "These people are not guilty of death, but they also want me to be punished by the law." What's more, we still have so many wounded, and they just used it as foot strength when we went back. ”

Here Luo Qiushui has the highest status, so naturally she said it, so those people were tied up into a long snake one after another, heading towards the south.