Two Hundred and Eight: The Little Sword Tomb of the Four Elephant Sword Sect (3)

After fighting more than a dozen moves, the man only felt that this kid's swordsmanship was soft and dense, and it was simply impeccable, and he was immediately annoyed.

"Boy, what kind of swordsmanship is this. ”

This person's vision is not bad, as the Four Swordsmen, he can also be regarded as understanding that the sword rain sect's swordsmanship is mainly ethereal and changeable, but this kind of soft swordsmanship is unheard of.

Mu Qiu really didn't answer, after all, it didn't take long to be promoted to the realm of forging bones, and he didn't grow up in killing like Bu Qianhuai, so his strength was definitely a little worse, so he paid more attention to his own spirit. If you open your mouth, this mouthful of cotton and harmony will be discharged, and you will definitely have no power to return to the sky.

Seeing that Mu Qiu didn't answer, the sword style was still calm. That person couldn't help but feel impatient in his heart, after all, if such a treasure was brought, there would definitely be great benefits in this small sword tomb, and he couldn't lose such benefits. As a result, the eyes were ruthless and fleeting, and his face became cold.

"If you don't eat the toast, then go to hell and eat Hades's punishment bar!"

Suddenly, that person's swordsmanship was three points faster, and at the same time, he was three points more ruthless, and the increasingly powerful moves made Mu Qiu tired of resisting, and he couldn't hold on anymore. After all, a fourteen-year-old child, even if he is in the realm of forging bones, is inferior to an adult who is a fellow practitioner, and even lied that person has already cleansed the marrow at the peak, and there is hope for the day after tomorrow.

After more than thirty moves like this, Mu Qiu was no longer able to support it, and was favored by the people of Sijian Zhuang as a weakness. With a backhand press, the blade in his hand collided with the blade under the Crescent Moon Sword Technique, but it bounced out again, and he turned the sword in his hand and stabbed directly at Mu Qiu's door.

............

"Urgent!"

A shout sounded at the door of the various sect masters' long rooms, and Ming Yangzi also stopped cultivating, and the door of the room was wide open.

"Senior, the front-line war is urgent. The sect master called everyone to go to the hall to discuss the matter. ”

I knew I couldn't speak, but I nodded, "I know." ”

* In the conference hall, Ren Su sat on it, and the two seats on the side sat with Broken Intestines and Mr. Kong, and Qin Shen, this acquired realm, had long since known where he had been.

Looking at the figures coming one after another below, Ren Su also coughed lightly, and suddenly the Innate True Yuan filled the entire hall: "Everyone, the masters of the four sects have gone to the Great Spirit Capital City, and they have fought with four of them, regardless of victory or defeat." And now that the masters of the four sects have noticed that the Spirit Dynasty's control over the west and south is getting lower and lower, they are ready to attack it in one fell swoop, gather the strength of our sword realm, and exterminate the Spirit Dynasty. And my Four Elephant Sword Sect is the sword from the Northern Martial Arts. When the time comes, I will also invite all fellow Sword Sect Daoists to kill the spirit together. ”

Ming Yangzi pondered carefully, the nine great sword sects, among which there are many Ming gods, and the Ling Dynasty alone is only a lose-lose. But the advantages are also clear. The Ling Dynasty sits on the Central Plains, the land is vast, and it will be lost if it is defended for a long time. And the number of the Ling Dynasty's top innate singles is not as good as that of the Sword Realm, so there is no other way than to repel them one by one. But if you want to repel them one by one, you have to pour out of the nest, and then the capital will lose its protection and be as precarious as a weak fire.

The battle is getting more and more intense, and the sword world has a big advantage. And I have to let the Qianchao fish in troubled waters, so that I can have a greater right to be more transparent. When there is a lot of power, the task will be easy to do. And with my strength, it is really difficult to correctly support the next Sword Realm Holy Land. Therefore, it is the most important thing to let the Sword Realm have some small setbacks, or even let some Holy Lands be seriously reduced, so that the strength of the Sword Realm Holy Land can no longer be lost. ’

The Ming Yangzi who issued it did not have the slightest words from Ren Su, after all, the Sword Rain Sect did not have the final say, just implement it according to the words of the autumn drop.

And the council didn't last long, but the half-pillar incense ended, after all, the time was still very urgent to dispatch personnel, and the various sect masters were ready to go back immediately. However, the disciples of Xiaojian Tomb couldn't ignore it, so many elders and deacons stayed behind to take care of the disciples.

"Since that's the case, then I'll go back and rectify it first, and dozens of disciples will bother Elder Mingyangzi to take care of it for a while. "After all, Ming Yangzi is only an elder of Keqing, and he is only responsible for the war in the rivers and lakes, and letting him take care of the disciples of the sect is already out of bounds. However, Mingyangzi did not feel the slightest discomfort, nodded and agreed. After all, his apprentice is also in the small sword tomb, so he always has to stay one. Especially if Mu Qiu really found a good blade, then the jade could only cover up the aura for a while, but if it was exposed, it would be a disaster and endless trouble.

After that, he also left in a hurry, followed by many sect masters, leaving only a group of elders and deacons waiting quietly.

Looking at the dim sky, Ming Yangzi carefully calculated the time, and it was almost over, so like many elders, he did not go back, but waited for the disciples who were about to return.

Waiting quietly, and in a moment, Mr. Kong led many elders to the secret exit of the small sword tomb in the back mountain.

"Well, there is less than a moment left, and no matter where you are, you will be rejected by this secret realm. Please be quiet. ”

A moment of time passed in a flash, and suddenly there was a picture of many disciples being ejected at the door of the secret realm. And Mr. Kong quietly looked at the sword blades brought back by each brother. There is no sorrow or joy in the eyes.

And a few disciples saw Ming Yangzi, and they also obediently occupied the past and waited for everyone.

However, after a while, Ming Yangzi's eyes gathered, and he saw a rather embarrassed Mu Qiu. beckoned, Mu Qiu also obviously saw Ming Yangzi and walked over.

Lowering his head, he didn't dare to look at Ming Yangzi: "Master......"

Ming Yangzi's eyes are so vicious, he looks like he knows that he has fought with others, and he is also injured. So he didn't say anything, checked the number of disciples, and went back immediately.

In the room, Mingyangzi and Mu Qiu were talking in the house.

"That's it, Master. ”

Ming Yangzi knocked on the table quietly, the expression on his face remained unchanged, only his gaze gradually became cloudy. But if you are familiar with it, you must know that his personality is never easy-going, which is a precursor to an outbreak.

Looking at the sword that his apprentice Mu Qiu got back, it was a Xuan-level blade after identification, which was also reassuring.

"Fortunately, after all, there is a Xuan-level blade, and it should be safe in the day after tomorrow. But the Four Swords Village...... Hum. After that, Mu Qiu was given some medicine, and Mu Qiu was so tired that he fell asleep.

Pacing to the window, the heavy moonlight reflected on Ming Yangzi's face, which was even more gloomy: "One has no desire to live, and the other has tried to die." It's a pity that you have four sword villages, all of them are occupied. ”