Wen Jian was surprised when he saw this, just because he saw that the two brothers of the Su family did not use mana to drive, but the blue and purple flying swords were as agile as fish flying endlessly, obviously two magic weapons!

Then he looked at the two brothers again, and saw that they were beaming and frowning, so Wen Zhao deliberately ignored them, and only secretly accepted the two black god kings of Boya and Vima, and flew into the air again on the lotus seat.

While withdrawing the Lost Trace Banner holding the people of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, he put on a solemn statue and shouted to the two brothers of the Su family: "I have shown mercy to my subordinates, otherwise you two will go down to Huangquan." Today, my Chicheng Sword Sect opened the mountain, and I was about to kill and sacrifice the sword, if you two don't know what to do, I will accept your magic weapon and take your head. ”

The people of the Qingcheng Sword Sect were surrounded by the Lost Trace Banner before, and they could neither see the outside scene nor hear the sound of the outside world; now that Wen Copied the magic weapon, they saw that the "real person" sat on the lotus platform and scolded the "external demon", which was really majestic. For a while, including the people of Tongweizi Dao, everyone felt that there was a great future with the cultivation of Duxiu Zhenren.

"Real people are angry!" Su Wujian made the purple flying sword hover above his head, made a defensive appearance, and after taking a few steps back, he shouted loudly: "It's my two brothers who don't have long eyes and offend the honorable driver." I hope that the real person will spare us this time for the sake of our young and ignorant. ”

At this time, the qi refiners who came from other peaks also arrived at the ground, and each received a spell to show his form, divided into two monks, one nun, one layman, and two daos, a total of six people.

Later, when the people saw the blue and purple flying swords cruising in the sky, they were frightened, and they happened to hear the people of the sword begging for mercy from the boy who was not a monk or a monk on the lotus platform.

Su Wuming saw that his brother did a good job, and secretly smiled in his heart, but his face also put on a soft appearance, and he made a mockery of Wen Xuan, and said: "Just like my brother said, we didn't know that Duxiu was a real person with immeasurable powers, so we ran to find hardships by ourselves...... My Qingsuo Sword and my brother's Ziying Sword are the treasures of demon subjugation handed down by the ancestor of my Emei Sword Sect, and even the combined strength of these two magic weapons is not a real person, we ...... We have nothing more to say. If the real person allows, we will return to our own dojo to practice our skills, and in the future, if we have achieved success, we will come to ask for advice; if the real person's anger has not subsided, we will not eliminate the real person's action, but only tie up our own family and wait for the elders of the sect to come and receive it. ”

After listening to Su Wuming's words, the disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect and the Tongweizi Daoist didn't think it was a big deal, but they only showed their magical powers and subdued the two immortal boys who came to make trouble;

The Ziying Sword and the Qingsuo Sword were refined by the founder of the Emei Sword Sect, Changmei Zhenren, and they were originally just two magic weapons, but the real people practiced these two swords for nearly a thousand years, used them to kill countless evil demons, and finally refined the Ziqing Sword into a magic weapon.

However, as long as a disciple from a famous sect has a little knowledge, he has heard of the prestige of the two flying swords of the Emei Sword Sect, and even the timid evil sect qi refiner even happened to see the blue and purple sword light appear in one place, so he didn't care whether he really encountered Zi Ying and Qing Suo, he just spread out the spell and turned his head and ran.

The six of them thought almost at the same time: "Even the Emei disciples who hold the two supreme treasures of the purple and green swords have been subdued, this Duxiu real person's magical power is really immeasurable! Although he doesn't look very old, maybe he is just a rejuvenated old monster? Among the qi refiners, there are many people with tender faces, and it is not unusual for a 'young man' who is more than 100 years old to come." This person can't be provoked, he wants to start a sect, so I will congratulate him, and the two of them will be at peace in the future. ”

A fat monk in a big red robe stepped forward first, copied a suitable salute in the court, and said: "The poor monk is the presiding officer of the Hongfa Temple in Qingcheng Mountain, a lineage of Zen Buddhism, and the law name is 'one'." When the Zen master was attending the scriptures, he heard the sound of a real person, saying that he was going to establish a religion in Qingcheng Mountain, so he specially followed the sound to congratulate him. I came in a hurry and didn't bring a congratulatory gift, so don't blame it. ”

When Wen Jian heard this, he laughed and scolded in his heart: "What kind of 'transmission of sound for thousands of miles'! I can't spread it so far if I cut my throat." This great monk is a man who can behave, no wonder he can be the host. Learning from the smiling treasure of the clay Buddha statue in the temple in his previous life, the corners of Wen Zhao's mouth were raised, and he responded: "I am very happy that a master can come to watch the ceremony; ”

The other five people saw that the copyist was quite good at talking, so they also stepped forward to salute. Su Wuming interjected at this time, "You are not busy greetings," he looked up at the half-empty lotus, "Shenxiu Zhenren, please also collect the sword array first and release my senior brother." He doesn't have a magic weapon to defend himself like our brothers, and after a while, I'm afraid that he will die thoroughly. ”

Wen Xuan nodded, pinched a seal in his hand, and shouted: "Where is the heavens?" The words settled, and a treasure light behind his head trembled, and suddenly bounced to the ground, turning into a three-headed, dragon-tailed, and black-haired Rahu Black God holding a black sun in his hand.

Everyone in the audience was surprised to see that the "real person" had said what he said, and he really invited a god to come, but the people of the Qingcheng Sword Sect didn't feel very strange, after all, they had seen the "real person" invite two gods with a more terrifying appearance than the current one, and even the old master was sent to Huangquan.

Keeping everyone's expressions in his eyes, Wen Jian was very satisfied. He pointed his hand at the sword formation and instructed the black god Rahu, "Go and collect the formation and bring the people in the formation out." ”

The senior brother of the Su family brothers is only a beginner in innate cultivation, and he doesn't have any good magic weapons to protect himself, and he was frightened half to death when a magic weapon that has been refined to the sixteenth level of prohibition releases tens of millions of sword lights. The text copy was aware of the situation in the formation, and he secretly opened a gap in the sword array, so that Na Luohu sneaked into it and knocked Sao Bao unconscious and carried it, and then he collected the demon sword array.

After the thousands of swords disappeared, everyone saw the "god general" walking out against a man whose clothes were poked into strips of rags. Su Wujian hurriedly went up to pick it up, and thanked Wen Jian pretending to be "Thank you for the mercy of the real people, my brothers have taken it to heart." Don't pass this and come back to apologize later. With a soft snort, the Ziying Sword hovering above his head emitted a ray of light and covered him, and in a blink of an eye, he flew away in the direction of the Qingcheng Branch of the Emei Sword Sect.

Su Wujian also set up his sword and fled away, while saying to the copy: "When I was a child, I brought wine and meat to find you. ”

Just as he was about to reply, Wen Jian saw that the nun in the field raised her hand and pointed towards the southwest sky, and said: "Duxiu Zhenren, that is the scattered cultivator of Huoyun Cave and the Bone Destroying Dao is here." He is stubborn by nature, and this time he must not have good intentions, so he waited for the poor nun to step forward and explain to him the real people's methods. ”