The Great Elder of the Qingyue Sword Sect was thinking about it, and the next moment, he heard the bright moon hanging in the air speak lightly,

"You don't have to make friends."

"In the Lower Xuanyuan Sect Master, Yu Heng."

"Several times I have sent people to find trouble in my Xuanyuan Sect, the disciples in the sect are still young, Yu is afraid of continuous trouble, spare them peace, and come to solve it."

As soon as these words came out, the mask on the Great Elder's face cracked inch by inch.

This young man who slammed their family's mountain guard array with a sword was the sect master who broke the sect?!

Hemp eggs, let people not live?!

They haven't made a move yet, and this hairy boy has actually killed him?!

In a fit of rage, a grumpy elder summoned his magic weapon and struck at Yu Heng.

"Unknown juniors, dare to come to my Qingyue Sword Sect to be rampant?! Look for death! ”

Before the sect master of the Qingyue Sword Sect could stop him, he saw the grumpy elder summon his weapon and rush forward-

Then, after a bang, a loud bang, the grumpy elder was blasted out by a sword, and then smashed on the mountain behind him, smashing the mountain in half.

It is worthy of the realm of transforming gods, and it is durable.

The Great Elders of the Qingyue Sect were all shocked.

Several other sect elders of the Alliance sect were also shocked.

Elder Hua is the sword-wielding elder of the Qingyue Sect, the pinnacle of the gods, the powerhouse of the heavenly list, and the person who once fought a tie with the sword-wielding elder of the Kunwu Sword Sect in the martial arts of the three sects.

That's it, was second?!

Or a sword by the second!

Many people looked at Yu Heng, who was walking in the sky, and actually muttered a little in their hearts.

Or he can sell it if he wants to.

They don't care.

Anyway, how many pills can he refine alone?

How many magic weapons can be refined?

He was about to say stop the war and make friends.

But before he could open his mouth, he heard the man in the air speak coldly,

"I'm in a hurry, a few of you, let's go together!"

As soon as these words came out, the elders who were hesitating couldn't hold their faces, and suddenly their blood surged, and they scolded Yuheng,

"Shaft, you dare to be arrogant!"

Dozens of elders swarmed up, and in the sky, all kinds of spiritual techniques and sword qi were intertwined.

Yu Heng was not afraid at all, raised his hand to seal it, protected Xiao Changluo in the big array, rose into the sky, and then sacrificed the spirit sword, which was to kill those elders.

One to ten.

Yuan Infant to the gods.

It's almost a hanging.

The little boy stood in the ball of light, looking at the fight below, his eyes were full of light,

"Master, come on!"

"Beat them up!"

"The one on the left!"

"The one on the right!"

"Kick him in the stomach!"

"Cut off his legs!"

"The master is so strong!"

The little boy hung in the air, waving his little short hand and cheering.

And as he cheered, the dozen or so elders fell from the sky one after another, with blue noses and swollen faces.

Yu Heng put away his sword, took Xiao Changluo in his arms, and looked at the elders below who were beaten with blue noses and swollen faces,

"If you are not satisfied, you can come to my Xuanyuan Sect to ask me for advice, but please avoid the disciples in the sect."

"If there is a next time, let Yu Heng know that someone has hurt my Xuanyuan Sect disciple and frightened the children in the door, don't blame Yu for killing him!"

The young man is dressed in plain clothes, Ling is weak and resists the wind, and the warmth of the life is clear, which makes people feel like a spring breeze, but the words he says at this moment are full of coldness.

No one doubts the veracity of his words.

The sect master of the Qingyue Sword Sect took a deep breath and opened his mouth to apologize,

"This move is really offensive, and I hope that Daoist friends will stop it, no wonder."

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