Wu Jian's move was both unexpected and reasonable. But it was too late for everyone to stop it. However, just when the Witch Sword's Blue Fire Dragon Whisker was about to reach its destination, it was blocked by something extremely hard.

It turned out to be Sun Xiaohan, who used the Autumn Moon Cold Dew Sword to hold the gauntlet of the Biyu Fire Dragon Beard, which was regarded as temporarily leaving the surname of the witch sword. Wu Jian saw the situation clearly, but he was eager to die, and in a hurry, he twisted his wrist. The tip of the sword of the blue fire dragon whisker was pointed at the patio point on Sun Xiaohan's right arm.

Severe pain came from his arm, but Sun Xiaohan was stunned and didn't move, so he stubbornly held the gauntlet of the blue fire dragon beard, for fear that Wu Jian would find a short-term sight. Seeing this scene, Wu Jian's heart softened, and as soon as his hand was released, the blue fire dragon whisker fell to the ground with a "snap". But Wu Jian didn't pay attention to it, but tightly covered Sun Xiaohan's injured right arm with both hands, and two lines of old tears flowed down.

Wu Jian choked up and said: "The son is benevolent and righteous, and the old man is a mountain and wild horseman, and it is not a pity to die." Now that he is bent on death, can't the son be fulfilled?"

Sun Xiaohan said with a smile: "The bold person of the witch sect master is naturally not afraid of life and death. But the longevity is not over, how can you talk about life and death lightly, and the parents who suffer from the skin of the body must be cherished by life!"

"Childe, the old man is obedient. The old man is willing to go back to Tengjiazhuang with his son to accept the guilt. With that, he fell to his knees.

Sun Xiaohan hurriedly helped Wu Jian up, took his hand and said, "Where is the master of the Wu Sect, this time, Xiaohan alone can handle it." The essentials of sin, right here. After speaking, as soon as he grabbed the void in his left hand, the autumn moon cold dew was in his hand. Sun Xiaohan raised his eyes and glanced at Wu Jian, only to see that Wu Jian's expression was calm, and he couldn't help but admire it again.

Sun Xiaohan didn't say much, with a flick of his wrist, he made a move of "Spirit Ape Stealing Peach". The tip of the sword stabbed the witch sword's heart from the bottom up, but the witch sword didn't seem to see it, and he didn't blink his eyes. When the tip of the sword pierced the outermost layer of the sword's clothing, it never moved forward again. Immediately after Sun Xiaohan twisted his wrist, a big hole was picked out of Wu Jianxin's clothes.

Wu Jian looked down, showing in front of his heart, the symbol of the Qin Wu Sword Sect was picked up by Sun Xiaohan. After receiving the recruitment, Sun Xiaohan said: "Today, the Qin Witch Sword Sect has fallen, and the master of the sect, the Witch Sword, died on the spot. After saying that, the sword returned to the box and walked towards the witch sword.

At this time, Wu Jian couldn't say a word that was already excited. Sun Xiaohan walked up to the point and said: "Senior Wu, Xiaohan's private army has just been formed, and there is a shortage of manpower, so Xiaohan is thirsty for talent. If you can afford to look up to my Sun Xiaohan, I hope that the old-timers can help Xiaohan from the side. ”

Wu Jian said with tears in his eyes: "The son raises love, and if the old decay wants to shirk it again, he will not be a human being." In the future, if necessary, there is no second word about old decay. Ask for people to give, and lay down your life. As long as he can help his son achieve great things, the old man will lead the horse and fall for his son. ”

Sun Xiaohan laughed and said: "Today, the old-timers are on the side, which is really like a tiger with wings." ”

But Wu Jian still said with some concern: "After all, the old man has offended Teng Guogong, if he returns with Gongzi, he will cause trouble for Gongzi!"

Sun Xiaohan waved his hand and said, "Seniors don't have to worry, everything has Xiaohan." Since Grandpa handed over this matter to Xiao Han, it is Xiao Han's decision on how everyone deals with it. If grandpa is to blame, Xiaohan will bear it. After saying that, he called for someone to clean up the battlefield.

This battle was indeed tragic, and the Qin Wu Sword Sect was almost shaved from top to bottom. The main leader, only one witch sword, and one crippled four elders remained. There were originally more than 270 disciples under the sect, but now they have surrendered, and there are only 80 people who can breathe with the wounded. Looking at everything in front of him, Wu Jian was a little unwilling. But now, what can I do?

Sun Xiaohan walked to Wu Jian's side and handed back the Biyu Fire Dragon Whisker to Wu Jian. Wu Jian looked at Sun Xiaohan in surprise and said, "Although this sword is not a peerless divine weapon, it is also a good weapon that has not been encountered in a hundred years, doesn't the prince like it?

Sun Xiaohan hurriedly explained: "A gentleman does not win people's love, Xiaohan can see that his predecessors also love swords like life." Since he is a hero and cherishes a hero, how can he privately swallow the blade of others. ”

After hearing this, Wu Jian hugged his fists and said: "Sun Gongzi is really a person who has achieved great things, no need to suspect people, and no doubt about employing people." The old decay is happy to surrender, and the son may wish to call his confidant and go to a place with the old decay. ”

Sun Xiaohan saw that the witch sword god was mysterious, and couldn't help but have questions, and just about to ask, the witch sword said: "Childe doesn't need to ask more, just come with the old man, and the old man will not disappoint the child!"

"Okay, I'll go with my predecessors to take a look!" After speaking, Sun Xiaohan called Sun Quan and Wen Sheng to go together. The rest stayed behind to continue cleaning up, bandaging the wounded and burying the dead. Witch Sword led the group into the main hall and bypassed the shadow back wall. I entered a very inconspicuous small room next to the main hall, which was so small that there was no room to turn around after a private person came in.

Witch Sword felt on one of the walls, found a spot, and pushed a green brick inward, and the ground creaked, and a dark passage appeared. The stairs stretched straight down, the candlelight on both sides of the stairs swayed, and the candle tears had piled up small bags on the steps. After this analysis, this dark passage has existed for a long time.

Wu Jian took the lead in walking down the dark path, followed by Sun Xiaohan, followed by Sun Quan and Wen Sheng. In this way, everyone kept going down, and walked for about a stick of incense, and gradually saw the end of the dark passage. The further down they went, the more suspicious Sun Xiaohan became, what the hell was it that they had to hide so deeply.

After walking for half a cup of tea, everyone finally came to an empty place, the candles on all sides were dim, but the specific items were still easy to find. Judging from the display here, it should be the treasure trove of the Qin Wu Sword Sect.

In fact, this is the foundation of every sect or family, and it is not unusual. Wu Jian naturally knew everyone's thoughts, and he didn't speak, but walked straight to the front of a small coffee table, moved up, and the panel of the coffee table was lifted, and a secret passage appeared below.

This time, Sun Xiaohan and the others were a little surprised, it is said that the library in the library is not an uncommon thing, but generally those who have such strength must at least be a giant who can deter one side, so as to have the ability and capital construction. The Qin Wu Sword Sect is such a small sect, and there is even a library within a library, how can it not be different.

Wu Jian looked at everyone and said: "These things outside are the savings I have saved over the years from running the Qin Wu Sword Sect, and I will give them to Gongzi today, even if I am a little careful, I only use them to help Gongzi form a private army." Hearing this, Sun Xiaohan smiled in his heart and said: It is true that people are not rich in foreign wealth, and horses are not fat in the night! With these things, I can expand the number of people, and I can apply to the imperial court to garrison the army, and then I will have a military salary, and it will be easier to develop my forces.

But Wu Jian's next words shocked everyone present. It turns out that this so-called library in the library is actually a ruin, to put it bluntly, a tomb. But the person who sleeps forever is not a mortal, but the martial saint who dominated half of the Qianhua Continent back then, the Demon Fire True Monarch. This news was absolutely shocking, and it could be said that Sun Xiaohan and the others were dizzy.

The tomb of a Martial Saint peak powerhouse, even if it is a stone, can become a treasure. The reason is simple, it is possible that the owner of the tomb may have carved what he has learned all his life on a certain stone before he died, and that stone will become a treasure.

Now, Sun Xiaohan and the three of them could no longer suppress the excitement in their hearts, urging Wu Jian to lead the way quickly. Wu Jian naturally understood, and took the lead. The further down the three of them went, the more strange they felt. The air around them can be unbearably hot and unbearably hot, and at other times it is extremely overcast.

After Wu Jian's explanation, the three of them were relieved, and it turned out that it was because of this martial saint known as the "Demon Fire True Monarch", and the root bone surname was the double fire surname. That is, the double fire of yin and yang, which is very weird.

The four of them walked for half a pillar of incense, and then they came to the bottom, and the scene in front of them suddenly became brighter. When Sun Xiaohan and the three of them saw everything in front of them, they were completely shocked into wood.