"Senior Brother Yu, are you okay when you wake up Senior Brother Yu?"

The junior sister was very anxious, but her movements were very gentle, she shouted softly, and slowly straightened Chen Yu,

At this moment, the other side of the ring is already in chaos,

"Senior sister, let's take Senior Brother Yu to take shelter for a while"

Senior Brother Yu, who was beside the junior sister, looked at the scene in front of him, and his heart was also very panicked, this encounter was an unprecedented crisis for the sect since the establishment of the sect.

"Is the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect so capable? ha"

The old man looked at the weaker and weaker offensive with the enchantment in his hand, and quipped

The head of the sect looked at the scene in front of him, most of the disciples were killed by the Sword God Pavilion in the surroundings, and they had no power to resist at all, so they couldn't help but be distracted,

The old man seized this opportunity, pulled out a strip of cloth full of silver needles from his cuffs, smiled slyly, took out a light black liquid and smeared it on the tip of the silver needle,

"Kill all these ignorant ones!"

The old man deliberately raised his voice, as if it was to provoke the head of the house and cause confusion in the head

"Yes!"

The guards behind the old man scattered one after another and fell into the crowd, for them, killing these disciples was as simple as killing chickens and ducks,

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect below continued to rout, and their severed arms and ankles were scattered everywhere, wailing all over the field,

The onlookers had already withdrawn from the sect and stood at the gate of the sect, looking at the bloody scene in front of them, and couldn't help sighing,

"This Ten Thousand Swords Sect is usually very enthusiastic about us, but now it has ended up like this"

The white-haired old man shook his head and said

"Shhhh

A young man next to him booed and said.

"The injured disciples quickly retreated and leaned back, and the uninjured disciples followed me into the sect array!"

The head of the sect judged the situation and quickly made adjustments, and could no longer let the crowd disperse, so that the sect would probably be cut off in his own hands.

"Yes!"

I saw that the injured crowd kept retreating, leaving the rest of the disciples whose robes were stained with blood.

The head of the sect put away the internal force, and the offensive disappeared, and the body fell into the crowd, ranking as the head of the crowd.

"Do you want to leave when you hit me?

The old man smiled brightly, and the silver needles he had prepared just now were already side by side in his hand, aimed at the master, and the gong shot out.

"Falling Rain Pear Blossom"

The silver needles are like ice picks, dripping, like rain in the sky, densely dazzling under the refraction of the sun.

Even if the head of the sect can dodge, the disciples in the audience will be killed or injured if they are hit by these silver needles.

"What a vicious old horseman!"

Elder He looked at the scene in front of him and gritted his teeth! He understood that the old man had deliberately brought the head and disciples together.

If the head of the sect and the old man confront each other, the old man will not be able to pull away, and after the integration of the sect, he will not necessarily lose too much, but now the situation has changed subtly.

"The disciples continue to line up, and I will block it"

Without saying much, the head pulled out his long sword, pointed at the sky, and a gas-shaped bracket suddenly appeared, and countless silver needles seemed to hit the glass.

"Hehe, wait for the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, whoever can help me kill your master, I will approve you to enter the Sword God Pavilion to learn the superior exercises"

The old man then spread demagogic words to the crowd

"Instead of nesting in this ruined sect, it is better to come to my Divine Pavilion and become a human master, you can think clearly, whether this kind of opportunity is only once in a lifetime!"

The old man is familiar with the selfishness of human nature, and understands that in this kind of place, such people abound, and no matter what faith they have, they are all selfish and selfish.

At this time, the individual disciples behind the head of the sect began to hesitate, the sword in his hand swayed, and he had no intention of forming a large array of sects

"yes! I don't want to stay in this kind of place anymore!

I saw a disciple go crazy, clenched his long sword and stabbed the back of the master,

The rest of the disciples froze in place, as if they had lost their minds.

"Evil obstacles, for the sake of prospects, do you even ignore the teacher?"

I saw Elder He scolding at the crowd, as if to awaken the shame of these people

A few disciples came to their senses, but it was inevitable that there were people with ill intentions, and the disciples of the master actually killed each other, and they were in a mess in an instant.

The head found that several people behind him danced their long swords, aimed at their backs, and assassinated them.

At this moment, there is the old man's falling rain pear flower needle in front, and there is the disciple's long sword in the back.

"A group of things that eat inside and outside, how can I teach you people to come out, don't you know that soldiers can be killed and not humiliated?"

I saw that the head of the sect pulled out a palm and slammed it behind him, and several disciples were shocked and flew a few meters, just like that, the head of the sect was still reluctant to kill these people.

The old man instantly saw the opportunity, pulled out the sword of the attendant beside him, and slapped the hilt of the sword with one palm, and the sword broke through the void without any intention of vain.

It was too late for the head to turn back his hand, and the sword directly pierced the arm, knocking the head away, and countless silver needles stabbed the defensive disciples,

More than a dozen stabbed into the chest of the boss, and the boss spat out a mouthful of black blood in a muffled voice.

The core of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was instantly defeated and defeated.

Elder He got rid of the entanglement of the Sword God Pavilion guards and leaned towards the center of the ring, and the rest of the disciples slowly gathered together,

"Are you still fighting? Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?

The old man stared at the crowd below, looking at it sinisterly and slyly,

"Cough, cough, everyone's luck to protect the heart, this silver needle is poisonous"

The head of the family ignored the old man at all, he understood that this time he was afraid that he would be in a catastrophe, and he was powerless to return to the sky, and the defeat was decided.

"This silver needle is a gift for you, I think this Ten Thousand Swords Sect does not obey orders, and there is no need to exist"

The old man clapped his hands, flicked the dust on his shoulders, and looked at the many guards who had just gathered behind him,

"Kill them all"

stepped forward and motioned to the young man who was fighting with Chen Yu just now,

"Young master, let's go back"

The young man looked back at Chen Yu lying in his arms, not knowing what he was thinking, and then turned around and was about to leave.

I saw a figure flying across the sky, staring at the scene in front of me,

"Make this Ten Thousand Swords Sect look like this, come as you want, and leave as you want?"

The old man's gaze condensed, narrowed into a slit, and looked at the person with the sword in the sky,

"The art of the sword, this person is not simple, and he is not good. Stay vigilant, and if there is an accident, make every effort to escort the young master back to the Divine Pavilion."

It was rare to see such a calm old man with a stern face, as if he was facing a great enemy, and the people around him also became nervous

The young man thought for a moment, this small place made him feel like it was in danger again and again.

"Hehe, who is Your Excellency?I am the elder of the Sword God Pavilion, and I have been ordered to come to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to act."

The old man's tone was humble, and he didn't have the same lofty posture as before, and he put on a posture that the Sword God Pavilion seemed to be deliberately deterring something!

"Sword God Pavilion, the little broken pavilion is now rampant to this realm, if you leave this Canglan Continent another day, will you have to go backwards?"

The person in the void spoke like thunder, and the words were swallowed, shocking the old man's heart, he understood that this person's cultivation was by no means low, and it was not easy to say the words of breaking the pavilion.

"Your Excellency doesn't know that this Ten Thousand Swords Sect is disobedient to my Sword God Pavilion, and is just cleaning up the door with the master, and I hope that the master will not interfere in the internal affairs of this sect."

The old man's tone became more and more empty, and he had to explain or cover up at the moment, if the strength was below him, where to use so much nonsense, but after all, strength was respected, so he had to lower his voice

"Oh!?"

The people above the void looked confused and asked one after another

"When, this sword cang's hands are still in charge of my faction, it seems that I have been out for too long!"

In the center of the ring, the head of the arena shrank and tightened, got up and bowed, and muttered in his mouth

"See the Old Master"

The old sect master? Everyone has never heard of an old sect master, the sect master is so old, why is this old sect master still so young?

And in terms of strength, the old sect master seems to be very strong, like the boundless sea, unfathomable, and everyone is confused for a while.

"Jian Cang.."

The old man frowned, he understood who the person in the void was talking about Jian Cang, that was the pavilion master of the Divine Sword Pavilion, but the pavilion master had not paid attention to the affairs in the pavilion since the retreat, and it was all decided by a few respected elders.

"Why do you think this sect master is like this?"

The Void Man glanced down, looked at the sect master with anger, and then turned his head to look at the old man,

I saw my head tilted slightly, my face sniped, and two swords shot straight at the old man,

The old man had never seen such a fast sword, he couldn't react at all, and hurriedly put his hands in gear,

"Bang!~"

There was a violent collision sound, and the old man was knocked down from his seat, and even the people rolled to the ring,

"Ahem.."

The old man hurriedly got up and half-squatted, blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and he breathed disorderedly,

"Today, all the participants will stay in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, let's sacrifice to the sect."

"Senior, I didn't mean to offend today, I hope for the sake of the Sword God Pavilion and forgive us"

The old man's face immediately changed, and he looked like a victim, as if he was the one who suffered

"Old Sect Master, I... I'm ashamed of you, I didn't do a good job as this sect master."

I saw the sect master pick up the sword and prepare to cut himself,

"Ding~!"

The sword was broken invisibly, and the void man slowly fell, falling beside the sect master,

Urging the internal force, his left hand slapped at the sect master, and more than a dozen silver needles flew out of his chest.

The right hand slapped again, transmitting internal force towards the sect master and regulating his breath.

"I said, those who participated today will stay, no matter what emperor you are, even if the emperor of Canglan comes, I will not let you go"

The person who fell from the void was the old sect master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the first sect master who founded the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Yang Di

"Jiadi, I only recently returned to the Canglan Continent, but I didn't expect to see the sect like this as soon as I came back."

The sect master looked at the old sect master, and the forty or fifty middle-aged man had red eyes and tears in his eyes.

"Old sect master, blame me for not being as good as others"

The old sect master looked like a young man in his twenties and thirties, but he behaved like an old man in his hundreds.

Yang Di shook his head and sighed

"Gadi, let's not talk about it for now, let's solve these things first, and then you can talk about the recent situation."

Yang Di stopped instilling power and turned to look at the old man with a puzzled face

"Who are you from Jian Cang?"

The old man clutched his chest, his face timid

"I am the elder of the Sword God Pavilion, his younger brother"

"Oh, today's troubles are all caused by you, right? Then you stay, and I'll let the rest go, which can be regarded as giving Jian Cang a face."

Yang Di looked at the old man, turned his head to look at the rest of the people, and said to the others:

"No, the elders must go"

The young man is standing, not letting the old man stay, how can his uncle stay alone,

"Young master, don't be rash!"

The old man looked at the young man with a look of relief, and it was difficult to see a trace of tenderness in the eyes of such a person

"I'm too lazy for you to do it, I'll make my own decision, and the rest of the people want you to keep your promise"

The old man said, raised his hand and looked at the young man with a kind face

"Jian Rui, go back and practice hard, you must listen to the elders, and you will avenge me one day"

The young man gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, inserted his nails into his palms, and blood flowed out along the cracks of his fists.

"Hurry up and leave quickly with the young master, and go back and report the matter here to the Sword Pavilion."

The old man looked at the guards behind the young man and admonished

Then he charged his hands with strength, and slapped his palms hard against his chest.

"Poof!~"

At the moment of impact, the pupils of both eyes dilated, and his eyes collapsed, and he collapsed to the ground.

After reading it, the young man followed the waiter and left, the scene that happened in front of him just now,

He may not forget it for the rest of his life, he will come back, come back and slaughter the Ten Thousand Swords Sect again. He swears!

"Clean it up, cultivate for a day, and hold a sect conference tomorrow, and the rest of the people are not to blame in the past, but they are no longer disciples of the sect"

At this moment, Senior Brother Liehu had already secretly followed Jian Rui back to the Sword God Pavilion, and the remaining rebellious disciples quietly left the Sword Sect...

The messy center of the ring, the limbs scattered everywhere, the scattered fallen leaves, and the unconscious Chen Yu, all of this is a blessing or a curse for the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.