The Eighth Elder of the Hundred Swords Gate got the consent of the Seventh Elder, and he was immediately arrogant, and when the Ninth Elder of the Welcome Building pointed out the direction, he took a few strides to the herringbone wing room on the third floor, and saw the Flying Fox of Variety playing with Huang Yao at a glance.

The Eighth Elder of the Hundred Swords Sect didn't pay much attention to it, but he felt that the woman in front of him was in good shape, and she couldn't see it clearly buried in the deep blonde hair, and counted them one by one along the number.

"Room No. 7, yes, this is it" The fiery temper of the eight elders of the Hundred Swords Sect did not have the saying that they saluted first and then soldiers, and raised their hands and prepared to smash the door with a punch and grab Huang Wuji out of the room.

At the moment when the Eighth Elder of the Hundred Swords Gate punched, a beautiful figure appeared in front of him, and he said forcefully: "This benevolent brother, I don't know why I smashed my door, I hope to give an explanation, otherwise!"

As soon as he heard this, the eight elders of the Hundred Swords Sect became angry, stepped back and saw the appearance of the person who came clearly, his body was stunned, his eyes were slightly stunned, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye, and asked in a deep voice in a rough voice: "Girl, who are you." Why do you say that this room is yours, don't get me wrong!".

The Eight Elders of the Hundred Swords Sect saw that the Hundred Variety Flying Fox's body was strange, as fast as lightning, as charming as a spirit fox, and his vigorous body technique made it impossible for people to dodge at all. I know that the woman in front of me, who looks unusually beautiful, is not below herself, even if she is not bad, she is not far behind.

Don't look at the eighth elder Gao Ma with a short temper, but he is also a shrewd and clever character, otherwise he would not become the eighth elder of the Hundred Swords Sect.

"Hmph, this room belongs to my master, dare to come to harass him, and he won't retreat!" "The Flying Fox was unwilling to weaken Huang Wuji's prestige, and called him the master against his will.

"What, that kid is your master!" The Eighth Elder of the Hundred Swords Gate roared and laughed: "It's really hard to find a place to step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it, I can't imagine that the kid is your master, and he just took you in, and by the way, he is arresting your master and bringing it back to my Hundred Swords Gate to ask for guilt!"

"It's up to you!" The Hundred Variety Flying Fox's expressive eyes were like cutting water, and he looked at the Eight Elders of the Hundred Swords Sect with disdain. Being despised by a woman, the Eight Elders of the Hundred Swords Sect were immediately furious, after becoming the Eight Elders of the Hundred Swords Sect, no one had ever dared to look at him like this.

"Originally, I still wanted to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, come over to me!" As he spoke, the Eighth Elder of the Hundred Swords Gate hung a hurricane with a pair of iron fists with sharp golden mangs, and punched towards the face of the Hundred Changing Flying Fox, and the fist wind carried small golden rays like golden needles, stabbing around.

"Not good!" The Hundred Changing Flying Fox noticed that the cultivation of the Eighth Elder of the Hundred Sword Sect was two small levels higher than himself, and it was the late stage of the Huangdan Realm, and the tiny golden mangs were like a sharp sword, making his whole body faintly tingling.

Fortunately, the Hundred Variety Flying Fox has a good body technique, holding Huang Yao's spiritual power to cover his feet, taking light steps, as if dancing alone under the moon, dodging the golden mangs that are approaching him one by one, and a water whip in his hand comes out of the air, like a spiritual snake out of a hole, wrapping around the neck of the eight elders of the Hundred Swords Gate.

"Little girl, it's a little interesting, she has the cultivation of the early stage of the Huang Dan Realm at a young age, although she has just stepped in, I have to say that she has some ability. It's a pity that you're still a lot behind, I think you're just out of school!".

The Eighth Elder of the Hundred Swords Sect didn't speak, and the soles of his feet kicked lightly, and the close combat was his favorite. His cultivation is all in a pair of fists, don't look at the sword generation in the Hundred Swords Gate, not everyone is a sword learner, and there are many people who learn other blades. However, there are very few people who learn other blades in the Hundred Swords Gate, and they generally learn swordsmanship, and the Hundred Swords Gate also started with a set of flying swordsmanship, which is also famous in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Moreover, the reason why Baijianmen put the achievements of one body in a pair of fists is that in the early years, he got a set of prefecture-level nine products in line with his own attributes of "Tui Shan Boxing", which has only two punches, one is to open the mountain with five dings, and the other is to move the mountain with the golden dragon. The two moves complement each other, the left fist can open the mountain, and the right fist can move the mountain.

"Wuding Kaishan!" The Eighth Elder of the Hundred Sword Sect saw the Flying Fox's slippery body like a loach, and regardless of whether he was in the Flying Fish Sect, he directly used his own mastery.

Under one move, the left hand of the Eight Elders of the Hundred Swords Gate was like a sharp axe falling from the sky, with a fierce and unpredictable killing power, firmly enveloping the surrounding environment, a golden sharp axe more than 100 meters wide, the blade of the axe reflected a chilling sharp axe light, as if a large mountain could be split into two halves under an axe.

The Eight Elders of the Hundred Swords Sect were full of confidence in their own proud learning, and within a hundred meters of the surrounding area, everything was shrouded in the axe, and at the same time as the ecstasy in his heart, he also secretly sighed that a delicate beauty was about to be split in half by an axe.

Although the experience of the Hundred Swords Flying Fox is not as rich as that of the Eight Elders of the Hundred Sword Sect, her body technique is indeed a must, facing the overwhelming giant axe, the whole person calmed down, staring at every inch and every detail of the giant axe, a ball of blue water spiritual power ran to the soles of the feet, and a torrent spurted out, with that vigorous body like a flying arrow, swish, from the edge of the giant axe.

With a muffled sound, the eight elders of the Hundred Swords Gate struck a steady blow, watching the giant axe slashed into the air, he couldn't help but be angry in his heart, his eyes were full of anger, and a strong wind blew through and lifted the floor made of iron and wood. The floor covered the eyes of the Flying Fox, and suddenly a sense of danger appeared in his mind, and he retreated from the flying floor and looked up. I saw that a golden giant axe was close in front of me, and the sharp blade of the axe seemed to be cut at the center of the eyebrows, a tingling pain, and the body involuntarily wanted to retreat.

"Ahh

The Flying Fox with his eyes closed waited for death to come, but after a long time, he still didn't feel the pain in his body, and quietly opened his beautiful and charming eyes. I saw that a white jade-like palm blocked in front of him, stopping the golden hurricane, and the palm was changed to grasping, and the blade of the giant axe was pinched, and there was a gac, as if the metal was broken, and the giant axe conjured up by the spiritual power of the eight elders of the Hundred Swords Gate directly collapsed.

"Here, I thought I'd see you again!" Flying Fox relaxed for some reason, and his heart was relieved, the man in front of him seemed to have a strange charm, making him unconsciously want to rely on him in his arms, that small chest was like the safest fortress in the world.

"I'm not coming, you and Huang Yao won't be split in half yet!" Of course, Huang Wuji was joking, if he wanted to split Huang Yao in half, he couldn't do it with the stupid big man in front of him.

"Boy, what kind of person are you, you dare to stop me from doing things in the Hundred Swords Gate!" The eight elders of the Hundred Swords Gate shouted angrily, and his heart was very angry, and the characters who didn't put the Hundred Swords Gate in his eyes today came out one after another.

"Oh, haven't you been looking for me!" Huang Wuji grabbed the fragment of the axe blade that had not yet broken in his hand and turned it lightly in his hand, his left hand brushed the tips of his hair, and his slender fingers made two circles on the silky sideburns, and said calmly.

"What, it's you kid. Okay, very good, if I don't kill you today, what will be the prestige of my Hundred Swords Sect in the future!" The Eighth Elder of the Hundred Swords Sect seemed to be amazingly imposing, but in fact, his eyes flickered, and he looked at the stairs at the end of the corridor.

What kind of person is Huang Wuji, of course he saw the small movements of the Eight Elders of the Hundred Swords Gate, he sneered disdainfully in his heart, and with a wave of his hands, the majestic spiritual power was like a torrent flowing into the sea, and a power that was even more powerful than the Eight Elders of the Hundred Swords Gate rose instantly, and a golden giant sword faintly appeared between the palms of the white Ruyi, and the sharp edge seemed to be able to pierce the heavens and the earth.

The pavilion built of iron and wood was cut off in an instant, the golden giant sword slowly slashed through the void, and the invisible sword qi directly pierced the seven-story pavilion, and the crumbling pavilion could no longer hold on, with a loud bang, it collapsed suddenly, and the dust spread in the welcome building.

The Nine Elders of the Welcome Pavilion were stunned for a moment, looking at the collapsed pavilion, the huge pain in their hearts was as if a piece of flesh had been dug up on their bodies, and their eyes flickered. I saw that a figure crashed out of the dust, and the ninth elder of the welcome building looked at it, and it turned out to be Xie Fei, the eighth elder of the Hundred Sword Gate, who was known as the founder of the mountain.

Seeing the Eighth Elder of the Hundred Swords Sect, Xie Fei flying upside down, the Seventh Elder's expression became solemn, and the eyes of the Ninth Elder of the Welcome Building flickered from time to time like a streamer, and countless thoughts in his heart flew by.

"Xie Fei, what's the matter!" the Seventh Elder helped Eighth Elder Xie Fei up and asked.

"Elder Zhao Qing, that kid is hot, I don't know if it was cultivated by that sect, I can't handle it!" Eighth Elder Xie Fei didn't care about talking big at this time, he did have a feeling of powerlessness in the face of Huang Wuji, obviously cultivating to be a big level lower than himself, but for some reason he was always bottomless in his heart, as if he was facing a giant beast that had just woken up in the Ancient Wilderness.

"Hmm!" Zhao Qing, the seventh elder of the Hundred Swords Sect, sighed lightly, his eyes looked at the dusty ruins of the pavilion, and a fine light shot out from his eyes, as if he wanted to penetrate the dust and see Huang Wuji's true face clearly.

Whew, suddenly a hurricane blew out of thin air in the welcome building, and the dust that shrouded the ruins of the pavilion was instantly swept up to the roof by the hurricane, a person wearing a pure white silk brocade robe, a childish face mixed with handsome, delicate and quiet, a pair of dark eyes as deep as ink, exuding a confident divine light, from that confident eyes can see a firm will.

"It's not an ordinary person!" Zhao Qing, the seventh elder of the Hundred Swords Gate, suddenly had a definition at the moment when he saw Huang Wuji clearly, and at the same time secretly worried in his heart, he decided to salute first and then soldiers, and find out the way to think in the long run, so as not to cause trouble for the Hundred Swords Gate.

"This son doesn't seem to be an ordinary person. Can you tell me which sect and sect it is a disciple? If there's something wrong, you can make amends here!" Zhao Qing, the Seventh Elder of the Hundred Swords Sect with a decent face, tested Emperor Wuji's bottom line with a sincere apology in his tone.

"You're so old, aren't you just afraid that I'm a disciple of the Great Gate Sect. I'm here to tell you, my sect is all of them, it's just passing by the Flying Fish Sect to participate in the grand gathering of Daoxu Sect to recruit disciples!".

After listening to Huang Wuji's words, the ninth elder of the Yingbin Building was stunned for a moment, and his heart was shocked, the Daoxu Sect's twenty-year disciple acceptance conference, it was a grand event outside the entire square, and it was almost a few months before the time came, if it wasn't for the old age, he would be a hundred years younger, maybe he would give it a try.

"Haha, it turned out to be a little miscellaneous with no sect, obediently and I will be in the Hundred Swords Sect, maybe your grandfather is in a good mood to leave you a whole corpse!" Xie Fei, the eighth elder of the Hundred Swords Sect, who had a lot of scruples about Emperor Wuji in his heart, suddenly became arrogant when he heard these remarks.

"What are you talking about!" Huang Wuji's plain eyes were as plain as ink, and he was not angry, a fine light crossed, and the invisible domineering intent spread out, and a coercion that looked down on all the lonely and arrogant people slowly filled the small welcome building, and the temperature around him dropped sharply, and the pressing sense of oppression pressed on the hearts of everyone present like a heavy majestic mountain.

(End of chapter)