After the end of the battle, the disciples of Sword Mountain poured into the Sword Immortal Hall, and almost everyone could see a scene that they couldn't believe at all.

The old master Meng Jin died.

Li Fuyao was still alive, he was sitting on the ground, panting heavily.

"Old Master ......"

Some disciples choked up, they had already developed a lot of feelings for this old master, when the old master's sword cut down a thousand words, they had already established a high prestige in the hearts of the disciples of Jianshan, and at this moment, the old master's death here, many people couldn't accept it for a while.

They stared at Li Fuyao, their eyes were red, and asked, "The Old Palm Sect has made great contributions to Sword Mountain, and you actually killed the Old Master Sect!"

"That's it, you, who are entangled with the demon girl, actually killed the old master!"

"You ......"

"You know, the old master is your ancestor, and you actually did this!"

Many people began to draw their swords, as if they were going to kill Li Fuyao, the guy who deceived his teacher and destroyed his ancestors, in the next moment.

Li Fuyao ignored them, just silently chewed the elixir he got from Ye Shengge, and then he asked the Sword Mountain disciple who was closest to him, "You want to kill me?"

Li Fuyao's eyes were sharp, and when he looked at this Sword Mountain disciple, there was even murder in his eyes.

The Sword Mountain disciple was forced to take a few steps back, and then said sharply, "Shouldn't you kill a demon like you?"

The devil should naturally be killed, but Li Fuyao should not be killed.

Not all of the Sword Mountain disciples who came here had to blame Li Fuyao, some of the swordsmen who had been standing beside Wu Shanhe all the time quickly drew the swords at their waists and aimed them at their fellow disciples.

"Senior Uncle Li is a guest of Jianshan, and he is also the younger brother of the master, Meng Jin wants to make trouble, it is a big crime, and being killed by Uncle Li today can be regarded as a crime!

Such a charge is on the head, no matter who it is, it can't bear it, not to mention that they are only three generations of disciples of Sword Mountain.

Three generations of disciples, how high can the realm be?

Some second-generation disciples quickly stood up in solidarity, "Before the master has spoken, Li Fuyao killed the old master without authorization, this is a big crime and must be severely punished!"

"Yes, yes, Li Fuyao doesn't know the number of etiquette, the swordsman compares the sword, the victory or defeat is unpredictable, but it will not kill the old master like this!"

The voices on the mountain are very noisy, and there is everything that is said, so that it is not clear what is being said.

But Li Fuyao, the protagonist of this incident, sat very quietly on the ground, silent.

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Wu Shanhe took down the sword order on the yellow leaf hovering on the mountain road, and looked at the sword mountain under the starlight.

Yan Le was standing beside him, also looking at the Sword Immortal Hall, he had already known the news of Li Fuyao's killing of Meng Jin before, and he was accompanying Wu Shanhe at this moment, in fact, because he didn't know how to face Li Fuyao, "He really went very far." ”

Wu Shanhe played with the sword order in his hand, like a certain rich boy under the mountain, "A person like Shizu, although he is not a good person, is still a very powerful swordsman, and he was actually killed by him." ”

After saying this, Wu Shanhe even shook his head, as if he didn't quite understand how it could be such an ending.

"Since the junior brother has done great things, I, as a senior brother, should go and do some small things. ”

After saying this, Wu Shanhe went to the Sword Immortal Hall.

Yanle followed behind him.

Chen Sheng walked alone towards the mountains, where there was a young man sitting by the stream soaking his feet.

The boy kept his head down, feeling very depressed, because he knew roughly what was going on on the mountain.

He had even shed a lot of tears before, but they weren't visible.

I don't know when, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared next to him, and the man rubbed his head, just like his senior brother.

Zhao Dabao turned his head, looked at the familiar but unfamiliar face, struggled for a while, and shouted Master.

Master.

Chen Sheng asked, "What are you sad about?"

This master never beats around the bush, as soon as he speaks, he goes straight to the point, Zhao Dabao is a little uncomfortable, so he doesn't speak.

"Your ancestor is dead. ”

"Oh. ”

"Your ancestor was killed by a sword. ”

"Oh. ”

"Your ancestor was killed by your brother. ”

"Which one?"

"The dearest one. ”

"Senior brother is very powerful. ”

Chen Sheng raised his eyebrows, and then said: "Your senior ancestor loves you, your senior brother also loves you, your senior brother killed your ancestor,

What do you want to do?"

Zhao Dabao was stunned for a while, and then said in a daze: "I can't beat Senior Brother." ”

"Then you can beat your senior brother, and you are going to kill your senior brother?"

Zhao Dabao shook his head, "Senior brother treats me well, I can't kill him." ”

Chen Sheng slapped this kid's head fiercely, and said viciously: "Your ancestor was instigated to give this sword mountain to others, your senior brother killed your ancestor in order to prevent the sword mountain from becoming an outsider's sword mountain, not to mention how dangerous this matter is, just killing your master ancestor is already very dangerous, you are loved by your master and ancestor, and it is right to think of his good, but in this kind of thing, if you blame your senior brother, you will get rid of Lao Tzu as soon as possible!"

"I don't have an apprentice like you!"

Chen Sheng patted his head, and then sat on a large rock, which quickly shattered.

Zhao Dabao just felt very aggrieved, he looked up at his master, and said in a low voice: "I don't blame my senior brother, and I don't think my senior brother did something wrong, I just think that my ancestor treats me well, and my ancestor is not here now, I am very sad." ”

Chen Sheng glanced up at the sky, then sighed and comforted: "Little guy, no one can accompany you to the end, there are not many people who can accompany you on a journey, you should cherish it." ”

For the first time, Chen Sheng took the initiative to take the young man's hand and whispered, "Your senior brother may be in some trouble now, let's go and take a look." ”

Zhao Dabao lowered his head and nodded, "Okay." ”

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Wu Shanhe passed through countless sword trees and came to the front of the Sword Mountain Hall, and the sword order was always in his hands, which was to show the fact that he was the head of the Sword Mountain.

It is also a reminder to these Sword Mountain disciples.

Looking at these Sword Mountain disciples, Wu Shanhe opened his mouth and said, "I instructed me to kill the old master sect. ”

I did it.

"Meng Jin wants to take the foundation of Sword Mountain, I naturally can't ignore it, even if he is our ancestor. ”

"In matters related to the survival of Sword Mountain, no matter who it is, it cannot be an exception!"

The sword order in Wu Shanhe's hand was brought to everyone's eyes from time to time.

When Chen Xuan heard these words, he nodded first, and then wanted to stand up and say something.

But soon it became impossible to speak.