In principle, the choice is easy.
Shen Qihua, the leader of the warlord, simply said, "Shen Jianxin is not a member of the warlord. If you want to trouble him, you can go to the royal guards." You can leave everything clean.
More than 80% of the people present thought so, because Shen Jianxin was not really a member of the Shen clan, and there was no need to offend the Heaven Sword sect for him.
"We won't give you people! Shen valve has been a self-supporting valve for more than 300 years, and has never given up any of his people because of the oppression of external forces! " Shen Qihua looked up at the sky and said faintly.
At this moment, all the people in Shen's sect, including his son Shen Shengyi, could not help but feel that this was Shen's sect, and this was the attitude of the leader of a sect.
Although your Heaven Sword sect is powerful, our shenvalve is not a soft persimmon. Why did you deceive us to come here and ask for help? Why did you give it to you!
When Yang Weiyuan heard this answer, he was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Lord Shen, please think twice! As far as I know, Shen Jianxin is not in the middle of Shen valve. You don't need to stand up for him! Besides, you don't seem to be very friendly with him, do you
Shen Qihua blinked his eyes and said with a laugh: "the matter between Shen Jianxin and me is the internal matter of Shen valve! It's none of your business! In a word, there are no important people! "
Yang Weiyuan was waiting to say something more. He heard a scream from the sword tent behind him.
A sword passed by Yang Weiyuan and shot down at Shen Qihua.
Who could have imagined that the Heaven Sword sect was so powerful that it attacked the Shen valve.
When the sword Qi came, Shen Qihua gave a big drink and sacrificed his own Qi column.
Jian Qi and Jian Zhu, two peerless forces collided fiercely.
Chucking! Everyone present clearly heard the sound.
Shen Qihua's sword pillar was suddenly blown through by the sword Qi, making a sound as if it were broken.
You know, Shen Qihua is a powerful warlord. He has entered the realm of longevity. He has no equal in sword field. He can compete with the top experts in the world. How could he know that his family skills were defeated by the other side's sword.
Shen Qihua's face was pale, his shoulders shook sharply, and he couldn't help retreating.
At this time, a malicious sneer came from the sword tent and said: "Shen valve is so famous! It's a pity that there is no one to follow the old sword demon. This master is really vulnerable. "
This sentence pierced Shen Qihua's ears like a steel needle, which made his face look gloomy again.
If Shen Jianxin had not broken his sword domain and shaken his confidence before, it would not have been so easy to break the sword pillar even though the sword was powerful just now.
It's a pity that there are not so many ifs in the world. If the overseas experts in the sword tent force Shen Qihua to retreat, it's an ironclad fact, and there's no explanation.
The people in the Shen warlord were in an uproar. They were angry at the rudeness of the Heaven Sword sect, but at the same time they were shocked. Was the other party really so strong that they could not even resist the warlord with a sword?
Just at this time, the sword air was full of air, sweeping from the royal residence of Lu, and the overwhelming sword spirit instantly enveloped most of the royal residence.
The sword Qi like running waves rushed to the sword tent in the air.
Boom! Boom! Boom boom!
There was a series of explosions in mid air!
All around the sword tent, the light of the sword suddenly lit up, trying to resist the air attack.
In terms of momentum alone, it can't be described as sword fighting. It's like a hundred guns shooting together. Who can imagine that there is such a fierce sword force in the world.
Soon, although the sword tent was protected by the sword light, it still couldn't withstand the fierce impact and began to shake.
Gradually, the high sword tent finally began to fall slowly, and finally fell to the door of King Lu's residence with a bang.
The onlookers on the whole street saw the scene and finally hissed.
It turns out that immortals can also be shot down! There is another master among the shens!
"Old sword devil! You dare to shoot down the sword! Come on, come on, come on! I will fight with you for 300 rounds! " A man came out of the sword tent, angry and shouting.
He looks like a man in his forties. He has a full face and beard. He is quite bold and bold. He carries a strange weapon on his shoulder. It looks like a sword, not a sword, or an axe, not an axe. At first sight, he is a very difficult person.
At this time, a bright sword light rose from the backyard of King Lu's residence. In the sword light, a figure rose up in the air, flying in the air, and there was an indescribable flow of clothes.
"Ancestor!" Seeing this, Shen's disciples all knelt down on one knee and saluted the figure.
The sword post that the ancestors raised is at least five or six times stronger than Shen Qihua's. It's just like the god man came into the world. Now it's just like the sword tent of Heaven Sword sect.
In front of the old sword devil, no one can be more coquettish than him! Not before, not now.
"Nanman king, do you dare to be arrogant in front of me? Believe it or not, I'll kill you now? " The old sword devil held his arms and said haughtily.
"If he is not qualified, what about us?" The voice did not fall, from the sword tent out of two people.
As soon as these two talents appeared on the stage, they immediately made people shine.
If there is a couple in the world, it must be to describe the two in front of us.
The man's temples are slightly frosty, but he is still handsome. Although he is over the age, he is still an old man with a jade tree in front of the wind. People can't help thinking about how he was in his prime.
Standing beside the handsome old man with his sword on his back is a beautiful woman with cold and gorgeous appearance. At first glance, they seem to have the feeling of old man and young wife. But if you look at them more, especially the coldness in the woman's eyes, you will be surprised how their temperament matches.
"Cangshan snow! Aren't you two emigrating? How did you return to the Central Plains? " When the old sword God saw the two immortals, his face was a little unnatural.
At this time, a fourth man emerged from the sword tent.
This person is a haggard, evil shape of the old woman, withered body is like stepping on tomatoes, but she is wearing a big red robe, head also upside down with a very complex shape, extremely cumbersome process of bead hairpin, there are at least 50 or 60 beads, piled together, dense, there is no beauty to speak of.
"Jie Jie! Old sword devil, long time no see! " As soon as the old woman opened her mouth, everyone around her felt cold and goose bumps fell all over the place.
When the old sword demon saw the old woman, he obviously frowned and stepped on dog shit.
"Yao Honghua, you are not dead! God doesn't have eyes The old sword devil said coldly.