(After introducing Ling Qingyan, Lian Jun left with all the elders one after another.)

And Ling Qingyan was left here by Lian Jun. According to his words: Senior brother, you and everyone are young people, and we have a lot of common language, so we can talk more. Our old guys are old, and we can't go out and walk a few steps, so we need to go back and rest quickly.

Ling Qingyan was disdainful, was he really a little white? Purple-level martial artists would be tired? It's a joke to say it!

As soon as Lian Jun and the others left, the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples around Zhixingtai had completely disappeared from the restraints that they had originally held in front of Sect Master Lian Jun and many elders, and they all recovered their freedom and freedom, and directly surged up to surround Ling Qingyan who was sitting on the steps of Zhixingtai.

And the gentle corpse, I don't know who kicked it fiercely, and kicked it to the corner of Xingtai. And it seems that after that, some people felt that it was an eyesore, and took a few steps forward and kicked it off the Xingtai, and after the Xingtai, it was the cliff!

Wen Yi's corpse is kicked down like this, and there will inevitably be no bones left, and even the scum can't be found!

But who cares?

At this time, Wen Tianhe, who was at the back peak of Tianxian Peak, only thought that it was in the way of his own face, although his senior brother and others would not give their grandchildren a thick burial, but it would always be good to roughly order a rough burial below, right? But the development of things is often unpredictable, today Lian Jun and the others are almost forced to come here, looking at the outer disciples staring at their hot eyes, they are really afraid that a group of people will come up to ask for martial arts......

Reading the novel xstxt like this, they directly left Ling Qingyan righteously and awe-inspiringly, saying that he is young and similar, and can further exchange feelings.

As for Wen Yi, they had already forgotten about it, let alone let people bury his body. If former Discipline Elder Wen Tianhe knew about what happened to his grandson's corpse, he would definitely be so angry that he would vomit blood, even if it was three liters, it was not too much at all.

.........

"Brother, let Jean, go back and invite you to drink, let me get closer to Uncle Shizu......"

"Drink, go! There are not many opportunities like this, if you can learn a few tricks from this young uncle......"

"Yes, Shi Shuzu is a blue-level martial artist at such a young age, no matter how good his talent is, it is unlikely! According to my guess, Shi Shuzu must have his own set of cultivation methods......"

"Brother, I'm an inner disciple, let me, thank you!"

"Inner disciples, didn't you see it just now? The sect master bowed to our outer disciples just now, you inner disciples, do you have such treatment?"

"This, this ........."

Around Ling Qingyan, there were waves of noisy sounds.

Ling Qingyan looked at the scene in front of him, stunned, this is to be placed in the previous life, any news reporter can introduce it to the camera, "This noisy scene is the special session of the youngest generation of disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect 'Ling Qingyan', the atmosphere is so intense, this 'Ling Qingyan' definitely has the strength to win the next Little Heavenly King...... The above is who who is reporting. ”

Imagining such a picture, Ling Qingyan only felt creepy all over his body.

"Everyone is quiet. ”

There was a lot of real power in his voice, Ling Qingyan really couldn't stand the noise around him, he had never liked this kind of noisy environment.

Call!

The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect were originally arguing over the question of where they were standing, but at this time, when they saw the main master Ling Qingyan speak, they all came down in order, and for a while, the entire Zhixingtai seemed a little calm.

"Everyone," Ling Qingyan moved his bandaged right hand slightly, and stood up with his left hand supporting his body with the Nether Long Sword, looking around, and said with a smile: "Actually, I'm just like everyone else, I have one head, two arms and two legs, nothing special. You can't do that, right......"

As soon as Ling Qingyan's words fell, the surrounding Heavenly Sword Sect disciples all laughed. They never expected that this young man who killed Wen Yi coldly, and even dared to compete with the former precept elders, would be so humorous.

At this time, in another corner of Xingtai, Meng Hao smashed his mouth and said to Hou Jin next to him: "Dead monkey, I didn't expect our little uncle to be quite humorous!"

"Humph!"

Hearing Meng Hao's words, Hou Jin snorted coolly. Just now, after he found out that Ling Qingyan's right hand would not be in any condition for the time being, he withdrew when the crowd surrounded him. The eyes of all the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect were on Ling Qingyan, and naturally no one noticed his departure.

.........

"Okay, there are so many of you, I can't answer everyone's questions one by one," Ling Qingyan looked around, then looked up at the sky, and said, "It's almost noon, everyone should be a little hungry like me, I'll just order a few people and answer their questions." ”

Hungry?

Although martial artists also have to eat whole grains, the more high-level martial artists are, the less high the demand for food. Even, purple-level martial artists were able to go without eating for a month or two! Honorable-level martial artists such as the Heavenly Sword Sect's previous generation sect leader, Zhong Na, could even skip eating at all, because they had already reached the legendary "Bigu" realm. Even if you eat and drink occasionally, you are just greedy for that little appetite.

And a green-level martial artist like Ling Qingyan, if he doesn't eat three or four meals, he definitely doesn't have any impact or any feeling.

But the surrounding Heavenly Sword Sect disciples really thought that Ling Qingyan was hungry, after all, Ling Qingyan had previously gone through a battle with the former Discipline Elder Wen Tianhe. For a while, everyone nodded at Ling Qingyan's words.

Seeing this, Ling Qingyan smiled at first, then pointed to a young man about twenty-five years old on the left, and said with a smile: "You ask first." ”

Seeing Ling Qingyan pointing at him, the young man's face immediately flushed, although his real age was still five or six years older than Ling Qingyan, but he was an outer disciple who could not be compared to Ling Qingyan and other inner disciples at all.

The young man looked at Ling Qingyan in a restrained manner and asked, "Senior Uncle Ancestor, what kind of material is this black long sword of yours made of, it can actually break the 'Blue Frost Sword' of the Discipline Elder." As far as I know, that Blue Frost Sword is one of the several divine weapons of our Heavenly Sword Sect......"

For a moment, the eyes of everyone present were fixed on the Netherworld Long Sword that was staring at the ground in Ling Qingyan's left hand. Yes, this black long sword of this little master uncle ancestor actually broke the divine weapon "Qingshuang" of the precept elder, and it seems that there is not even a trace left on this black long sword sword.

What kind of material is this divine weapon?! It's so sharp.

At this time, even the waiters outside were listening with their ears pricked up, obviously he wanted to know the answer to this question.

Hearing the young man's question, Ling Qingyan raised the long sword in his hand and said with a smile: "This long sword was forged for me by my most respected eldest brother! As for the material of this sword, even my eldest brother doesn't know what material it is, but it is certain that it is definitely very rare and precious." As for the divine weapon 'Qingshuang' that could cut off Wen Tianhe, I didn't expect it, after all, I had a desperate determination at that time...... This sword is called 'Netherworld'. ”

After speaking, Ling Qingyan slightly stroked the sword body of the Netherworld Long Sword in his hand, and he also sighed in his heart. If it weren't for this Nether Sword today, maybe I would be in a different place by now. Therefore, Ling Qingyan's words were not adulterated in the slightest.

Although none of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect knew who the eldest brother in Ling Qingyan's mouth was, they all knew that the one who could forge such a divine weapon must be a divine craftsman. At the same time, their gaze was tightly wrapped around the dark black sword.

"The name of this divine weapon is apt ...... 'Netherworld' itself. ”