Therefore, if this bone sword is given to Lu Qiu, it will definitely not bury it.

Bai Qiyue was also a man of the year back then, but he couldn't see through and guess this young man named Lu Qiu at all.

On the body of this black-robed young man, it seemed to be covered with a layer of mysterious brilliance, which could not be touched by mortal eyes.

"Thank you so much. ”

Lu Qiu laughed twice, he could feel the extraordinaryness of this sword.

Looking at the appearance of this sword, it should be that after Bai Qiyue refined this sword with a bone back then, he couldn't cultivate it to a perfect state.

Bai Qiyue can't do it, it doesn't mean Lu Qiu can't do it.

After all, all the inheritance of the sword of the Ancient Sword Sect was sent to the head.

After looking at the sky, it was already bright, and it was time to leave the Eternal Sword Sect and return to Canghe City.

After all, the army of the Red Yan Kingdom was about to overwhelm the border, and if Lu Qiu was not there at that time, Canghe City would only be slaughtered.

......

In the mountain and forest paths of the sect, a team of seven or eight people was hurriedly walking in a certain direction of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sword Sect.

"Sect Master, where are we going?"

A girl dressed in the costume of a disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect followed behind the group.

Her name is Gu Zhu, and she is the personal disciple of Duan Heng, the sect leader of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sword Sect.

Those disciples who had withdrawn from the sect all left along the path of the sect down the mountain.

Gu Zhu and several disciples and elders did not leave, they are now the core of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sword Sect.

Absolutely would not choose to be treacherous and abandon the sect and flee alone when the sect was in a crisis of life and death.

Perhaps because of their affection, God is protecting them.

Dozens of disciples who had withdrawn from the sect expressed their attitudes to Wu Feichi, the master of the Bloody Clothes Sect, and Wu Feichi smiled and asked his subordinates to get out of the way.

The dozens of disciples who had fled from the sect were relieved, but fortunately, although the master of the Bloody Clothes Sect was notorious and his hands were stained with human lives and blood, he was still credible.

When the dozens of retired disciples were about to leave, Wu Feichi suddenly ordered.

All the masters of the Bloody Clothes Gate surrounded them, and their swords, guns and clubs were all out, knocking them down in a pool of blood.

Some disciples vomited blood and asked why, didn't they say that they would let them go?

Wu Feichi snorted and laughed twice: "How do I know that among the people you so-called quit the sect and left, are there any geniuses who have deep feelings for the Ten Thousand Ancient Sword Sect? What if there is? Fuck give me a thirty-year-old Hedong and thirty-year-old Hexi, don't bully the young man to be poor, come back to take revenge, and take my bloody clothes and Wu Feichi's name to make a name for yourself?"

All the disciples who retreated from the sect and fled understood that this was Wu Feichi's trap from the beginning.

Deliberately break their hearts and give them a glimmer of life.

In despair, most people will grasp the last straw without reason.

And these disciples who have fled from the sect to pursue the hope of life are poor worms who have no reason to grasp the last straw.

I knew this earlier, why did I abandon the masters and elders who raised them, taught them skills, and died to protect them.

Regret medicine is nothing but a ridiculous lie fabricated by ridiculous people.

Duan Heng and the rest of the elders and disciples stood in the main hall and watched with pain in their hearts, they didn't mean to let this group of children take revenge in the future, they just hoped that they would live.

If it weren't for the stubbornness of Gu Zhu's disciples not to leave anyway, Duan Heng and the two elders really wanted to let them go too.

After witnessing the process of Wu Feichi leading the members of the Bloody Cloth Sect to kill people, Duan Heng led the rest of the people towards the back mountain of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sword Sect.

When he was halfway down the road, the ancestral tomb of the Ancient Sword Sect unexpectedly resounded with a faint and astonishing energy fluctuation.

Duan Heng's whole face darkened, could it be that a bastard ran to the ancestral tomb of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sword Sect and spared the peace of those ancestors?

Killing people is not enough, the people of the Ancient Sword Sect are not dead yet, and the other party is too arrogant!

Duan Heng's eyes turned red and he quickened his pace.

Since the destruction of the Ancient Sword Sect today is a foregone conclusion, then let those bastards pay the price.

Let everyone know that although the Ancient Sword Sect has taken a downward path, it still inherits the hard bones of its ancestors.

If you want to gnaw on the hard bone of the Ancient Sword Sect, you must first weigh whether your teeth are enough!

The ancestral tomb in the back mountain of the Ancient Sword Sect is forbidden to enter the high-level people who are not in the sect.

Therefore, although Gu Zhu was already a personal disciple of the sect leader Duan Heng, he still didn't know what was in the back mountain of the sect.

Facing Gu Zhu's doubts, Duan Heng didn't answer, he just wanted to hurry to the ancestral tomb in the back mountain of the sect and kill that bastard!

......

"Huh?"

Lu Qiu, who was carrying the Sen White Bone Sword in his hand, was just about to leave, but found that he had been surrounded.

According to the information in his memory, looking at the clothes on these seven or eight people, they should be from the Eternal Sword Sect.

Sure enough, it was discovered?

Lu Qiu was helpless and embarrassed, digging people's ancestral graves was discovered, and it seemed that it was unreasonable to find any reason.

"Who are you?" Duan Heng took a step forward and asked.

"Zong...... Sect Master, take a look...... The sword...... That sword ......" An old man who looked like an elder suddenly fixed his gaze on the white bone sword in Lu Qiu's hand, and then his whole body trembled with excitement.

"The sword?"

Duan Heng and the other elders, as well as the last few Ten Thousand Ancient Sword Sect disciples, including Gu Zhu, all looked at Lu Qiu's hand.

To be exact, it was the white bone sword in Lu Qiu's hand.

"You...... No, who the hell are you? According to the ancient records of the Ancient Sword Sect, this sword was used by the ancestors of the sect. Duan Heng also became excited.

"Could it be that this is the ancestor of our Eternal Sword Sect?" Gu Zhu followed Daxi, she was very clever and intelligent, and immediately understood why the Sect Master Master and the two elders were so excited.

Ancestors?

A few black lines appeared on Lu Qiu's forehead, he was young and the jade tree was in the wind, how could he become the ancestor of the current disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sword Sect?

This group of people is really blind.

"You are their ancestor, help me find out, what happened to the Ancient Sword Sect?" Bai Qiyue said in his ear.

The girl in a black dress floated beside Lu Qiu.

But she is a soul body, and her advanced soul power cultivation is not something that Duan Heng and others can see at all.

wants to see Bai Qiyue's existence, unless she shows up voluntarily, or the other party's strength is above Bai Qiyue.

Lu Qiu understood, what Bai Qiyue meant was to see that this group of disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sword Sect was quite embarrassed.

The middle-aged man standing in the middle, dressed in the suzerain's clothes, had his hair messed up.

This group of people is more like in the process of escaping, they discovered the abnormality of the ancestral tomb of the Ancient Sword Sect, and they rushed over.

"Okay. Lu Qiu nodded, and could only pinch his nose to recognize it.

Now, he is the ancestor of this group.