Feeling the sight of the two in the sky, the corners of Meng Xiang's mouth twitched, and goosebumps arose.

The surrounding inner disciples, hearing Hu Tuopa say this, coupled with the fact that the Sword God was obviously a little unhappy, couldn't help but look at Meng Xiang with a sneer.

"You dare to say to your face that the Axe King and the Sword God are rookies, Third Elder, should I say that you are a disciple or should I say that he has the ability or should I say that he has a kind?"

At this time, an old man next to him caught up with the three elders.

This person is dressed in a gold-edged white robe, his temples are white, his eyebrows are like frost, and his aura is lofty.

Meng Xiang recognized that this person was the Great Elder of the Purple Xuanmen.

"Uh..."The third elder scratched his head in embarrassment, and hurriedly pulled Meng Xiang's sleeve: "Meng Xiang, don't you kowtow to the two masters to make amends... Hurry, you're going to die. ”

In the second half of the sentence, the three elders said very lightly and anxiously.

A person who cultivates the truth speaks with a neutral qi, like Meng Xiang is so strong, even if he suppresses the cultivation, he can't suppress the main neutral qi, even if it is a whisper, it sounds as loud as far and near, let so many people hear this, it is undoubtedly disrespectful to the two masters, think about it, you know how big things are.

Meng Xiang wasn't afraid of them.

It's just that if you provoke the two masters, even if your brain grows on your ass, you know how much trouble it is.

It's not that I can't beat it, today I really shot, exposed my strength, tomorrow someone heard about it and came to challenge me, I won, the day after tomorrow another one, and then win, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow... Endless.

This kind of thing, Meng Xiang has not experienced it.

During the Mahayana period, Meng Xiang had just come out of the mountain, and immediately a bunch of masters ran over every day to duel, just to prove themselves, or think that Meng Xiang had any treasures, and even once Meng Xiang visited Yihong Mansion, hey to half of... Don't mention it.

Meng Xiang is past the age when he likes to show off his strength.

Forget it, just apologize, I'm not a child anymore, and I will feel that it is a shame to apologize.

Meng Xiang rolled his eyes and stood upright, ready to bow and apologize.

However, before he could bend his waist, the trajectory of the bow was blocked by the cyan blade that locked his throat.

When I looked up, I saw that it was Ren Xiaoyao, who had landed at some point, and pointed his sword at his throat with a frosty face.

"You are my disciple of the Purple Xuanmen, my Purple Xuanzong rules, your words and deeds will be fruitful, do you think what you said today is an apology that can be settled?"

Hancang's tone, like his sword, was cold and merciless.

"Wow, Sword God, it's the first time I've seen the Sword God so closely, it's so handsome!"

At this time, Ling Yueyue, who had been dating two chapters until now, finally couldn't hold back her words.

Listening to her tone, I can't wait to pounce on it now and implement the magic word that can search for a lot of resources on Du Niang: reverse strong [beep].

I have to say that the sword god is very handsome.

The age looks no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, and that appearance makes people wonder if Ah Ugly is lying.

But the age of a cultivator cannot be judged by appearance, after all, cultivation can prolong life, especially in this ninefold continent, although the deformed cultivation developed cannot soar, it can extend the lifespan more than ordinary cultivation.

A golden body powerhouse like the Sword God has a lifespan of nearly immortality, so no matter how old he is, his appearance looks about the same as eighteen years old.

"Brother Meng... Lord Sword God..."Ah Chou clutched his chest and looked at Meng Xiang and Ren Xiaoyao back and forth, a little at a loss.

One is a benefactor who has saved him many times, and the other is a long-lost father, although it is only possible, but it is enough to overwhelm Ah Chou.

He looked at the tense picture and didn't know what to do.

Even because he didn't recognize each other, he didn't dare to stand up and speak, so he could only stand aside and tremble.

"Third Elder, I said I haven't seen you for two years, you actually raised an apprentice who is so bold and fat, and you actually dare to scold the sect master in front of you, you are really a talent. ”

The Great Elder's words were not so much mocking the Third Elder and Meng Xiang as he was surprised by Meng Xiang's boldness.

Sword God Ren Xiaoyao, the strongest person of the human race in the Nine Continents, his name Ren Xiaoyao has a decisive weight in front of the totem clan, and today there is actually a little disciple who dares to scold Ren Xiaoyao... Rookie?

And it's not chewing the root of the tongue behind your back, it's scolding in front of your face.

This made the Great Elder curious.

Is this little disciple an idiot? Or does he really have two hits? Hmph, it's probably the former, and if there are two more, it's all child's play in front of the sword god.

Thinking about it, the Great Elder didn't say anything, just watched this matter with an entertaining mentality.

"Meng Xiang!" The three elders' anxious faces turned blue, and they pointed at Meng Xiang again and again behind the sword god: "Quickly apologize to the sword god, do you know how much trouble you have caused?"

"Apologize?"

Ren Xiaoyao shook his sword, and the blade of the sword was closer to Meng Xiang's neck for three points: "Forget it about insulting me, but also insult Brother Tiger, Brother Tiger is my distinguished guest of the Purple Xuanzong, this kid is arrogant, insulting the sect, Liu Shanshu, I will hold you accountable later!"

As soon as these words came out, the three elders' faces suddenly turned dark, and Yan Ran looked desperate, and sat on the ground with his legs limp and paralyzed.

"Uh, no, I don't mind, I'm looking at this kid pretty interesting. Hu Tuoba stood beside him, carrying an axe and looking at Meng Xiang curiously.

Meng Xiang glanced at Hu Tuoba, the number one master of the orcs was not angry, but also smiled and waved at him to greet him.

Well, you're pretty good, I can see it, but the problem is... You look at me, you look at me, why do you crouch down and stare straight between my legs? and so close? You are Ji~~~~, right?

In short, I think this trouble is inevitable today.

sighed, and glanced at the ugly who was at a loss for what to do, Meng Xiang's eyes rolled slightly.

In other words, Ah Chou is not sure if he is the son of the sword god, right?

In that case, it would be better to...

"Great God. At this time, Ling Yueyue in the cochlea suddenly interjected: "You don't want to fight with the Sword God, do you?"

"What, is there any problem with me fighting him?" Because he didn't dare to speak in public, Meng Xiang slightly mobilized the true yuan and used the sound transmission to enter the secret.

"Of course there is a problem!"

Ling Yueyue's tone was a little embarrassed, and she said hesitantly.

"No matter what the Sword God says, he is the sect master of my lifetime, you have to fight with him, I'm a disciple... I... I can't be unfaithful. ”

I said, what's the matter with you at this time?

Meng Xiang was very irritable, too lazy to pay attention to her, and said slowly: "Ahem, if you are verbose, your sister she..."

Ling Yueyue was startled, and before Meng Xiang could finish speaking, she took the first step to speak: "You save my life, I will be your person in the future, and I have nothing to do with Zixuanmen!"

What Ling Yueyue said was more righteous than the protagonist of the boy jump, Ling Ran.

Meng Xiang's face twitched when he heard this.

I said that you are a dog-faced, and you turned your face so fast that you turned out the afterimage? I said that the book of life and death of the king of Yama turned the next page? It is really unreasonable not to recruit you back.

Anyway, what are you doing when you come out? Why do you have to nag about everything?

"Hey, what are you doing in a daze?" The sword god patted Meng Xiang's face with his sword: "Did you hear me speak?"

"Uh... Sword God, huh?"

Meng Xiang hehe, rubbing his hands and laughing: "That, disciple, I have a cheap mouth, you have a lot of adults, let me go, okay?"

If I could, I would like to see a peaceful resolution.

Yes, you don't think about yourself, I have to think about Ugly, after all, it's a bit immoral to beat his dad in front of him.

Meng Xiang deliberately did it very cowardly, just holding on to a glimmer of hope, Ren Xiaoyao could not be investigated, if he stalked him, then...

"Do you think it's possible?" said the sword god, and the killing intent had risen: "As a disciple of the Zixuanmen, insulting the distinguished guests and disrespecting the teacher, it is a capital crime, for the sake of you knowing your mistakes, I allow you to say your last words." ”

Is that still the case?

I said, why are you all so arrogant when you have a little ability? Can't you be as down-to-earth as me?

Ahh The old hen in my bedroom is about to stew!

Forget it, let's fight.

Meng Xiang shook his head helplessly, and immediately, his right foot stretched out to the side and raised his toes.

Brush!

Before an inner disciple next to him could react, the sword had been picked out of its scabbard and fell into Meng Xiang's hands.

The white light flashed, and in full view of everyone, Meng Xiang, who got the sword, made a move that made everyone fall through the glasses!

This scene, even Ren Xiaoyao himself didn't expect it, a pair of sword eyes, couldn't help but widen.

"Wow, this kid is crazy? Hu Tuoba couldn't help but show a surprised smile on his face, a pair of cat eyes, and couldn't help but look at Meng Xiang carefully.

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