Chapter 7： Great Sword Lord

Lin Chiu was startled.

So, Qin Yunxi witnessed the whole process of developing her new offline?

Lin Chiu didn't change his voice, and Yaoyao confronted Qin Yunxi.

Sitting in the shadow in the corner, he was only wearing a plain shirt. His cheeks and eye sockets were sunken under the high protruding cheekbones. His lips were pale and his skin was dull, making him a handsome man.

In the blue sky and white sun, he looks a bit like a ghost.

Lin Chu's scalp was slightly numb, she suppressed the strange discomfort in her heart, and nodded at him with restraint.

Qin Yun nodded slowly.

There is no malice.

Lin Zhuo looked at the second lotus petal that was 80% open in the sea of ​​knowledge with some regret.

The malice of Zheng Ziyu and her son towards her must have far exceeded that of Qin Yunxi who had never known each other.

Qin Yunxi easily opened the first lotus petal for her, but Zheng Ziyu and Lin Dong, two people who wished to cut her a thousand knives, only opened the second lotus petal to 80%! It can be seen that the more malicious you need to open the lotus petals, the greater the benefits after opening the lotus petals.

Especially after opening the eight lotus petals in the outer ring, the ultimate move that was enough to kill the strong Yuan Ying made Lin Chu's heart moved.

Of course, she wouldn't be like Lin Qiu in the book, foolishly making herself a public enemy of the world to absorb malice.

‘Let them look down on me and not get rid of me. "Lin Chuo pondered secretly," it's still 20% malicious...it depends on the performance of the Wang family! ’

She lifted the skirt and walked to the mountain gate.

Between the Yingke Hall and the mountain gate, there is a long white stone stairway, with Qionghuayu trees growing on both sides, and the misty clouds surround it. At a glance, it is a treasured land of immortal home with rich aura.

Lin Chiu lightly sniffed the air filled with light floral fragrance, and felt refreshed.

If it weren't for the embarrassment of her identity, she would like to throw ten thousand swords into the sect, and hug the thighs of the male and female masters tightly. When the two gain the Tao, she will also rise up as a chicken and dog, and taste the taste of being a fairy. I just sigh... I hate to meet when I'm not married!

Lin Chuo sighed and shook his head all the way to the mountain gate.

This place is also tense.

Listening to the noise from a distance, Lin Chu thought about the general situation.

The Shizhong Lingmu guarded by the Dongting King's family was seized last night. Can break the guardian barrier of the Wang family with one hand, and kill the Flowing Fire Sword Immortal King Hezhi in one move, such a strong person, looking at the Tianyuan Continent, there are very few.

Although the murderer covered his face, he could recognize a pair of young men and women. The first thing Wang Tianpo, the head of the Wang family, thought of was the disciple of the Great Sword Fairy under Wei Liang's seat.

So he brought Wang Hozhi's corpse and asked to compare his palm prints.

There are still three and a half disciples under Wei Liang's seat, the second senior brother Gu Fei, the fourth senior brother Murongchun, the seventh senior sister Liu Qingyin, and the senior brother Qin Yunxi, who has failed.

The second senior brother Gu Fei received a lot of anger from Zheng Ziyu, and was feeling upset. When Wang came to the mountain gate to make such an insulting request, he immediately exploded his hair. The fourth senior brother Murongchun had a much more calm temper. Seeing the death of the sword fairy king Hezhi, who was in the early stage of transforming the gods, he knew that the matter was not trivial, so he and Liu Qingyin persuaded Gu Fei to compare his palm prints one by one to eliminate suspicion.

Unexpectedly, the patience of Wan Jian's return to the sect resulted in the Wang Clan's changes.

They requested that the senior brother Qin Yunxi also be brought to the mountain gate to verify his body. If it is really inconvenient, they would transport Wang Hozhi's body up the mountain.

The disciples underneath had long been unable to bear it, and immediately quarreled with the Wang family.

Wei Liang stood behind the crowd, watching with cold eyes.

As a cold-hearted Great Sword Lord like him, murder can rush ahead and end the game. It is impossible in this life.

Suddenly, an unknown member of the Wang clan shouted boldly, "Isn't there still Wei Liangjian?!"

For a moment, Wan Lai was silent.

The disciples of Wan Jian's return to the Sect were about to blow up their hairs, and saw Wei Liang slowly take a step with his hand.

Everyone retreated to both sides of the road.

Wei Liang walked towards the Wang clan person step by step. The more than one hundred people backed down subconsciously, and the few standing on the edge of the steps rolled down the stone steps like dumplings.

"Master!" Gu Fei's face was red, and he was about to draw his sword to protect each other.

Wei Liangman raised his hand carelessly, causing him to retreat.

The power of the sword king is unstoppable. Standing in the forefront, Wang Tianpo, the Patriarch of the Dongting Wang Clan, was sweating like rain, and he rushed down. He held up his momentum and faced Wei Liang with a slight upward face.

Wei Liang stopped in front of him and spoke coldly.

"In the battle with the Demon Clan, the return of Wan Jian to the sect lost three Great Sword Immortals, 15 Sword Immortals, 17 Yuan Ying monks, 482 Jin Dan monks, and 751 disciples of Ji Jian. I was also hit hard, and my cultivation base has not stabilized.

Everyone at the scene held their breath and focused, and some of them had tears in their eyes.

"Wang's." Wei Liang's eyes were cold, "Twenty-three Great Sword Immortals, only one suffered minor injuries, and none of the 56 Sword Immortals suffered casualties. The Yuan Ying monk died and injured less than one palm, and finally reported damage The more than a thousand golden core and foundation-building cultivators are all foreigners hired by Lingshi.

Wang Tianpo's face turned blue: "The Wang clan people die less, because close relatives help each other, so they can tide over the difficulties together."

Wei Liang shook his head lightly: "No, that's because you handed over the great rivers and mountains, and the demon clan drove straight in. Starting from Qianqi Pass, slaughtering all the way to Yunshui Yao."

Wang Tianpo's expression was even more ugly: "Thousands of differences were breached by the Demon Clan. What does it have to do with my Wang Clan? I can't resist the Demon Clan army. Is it my Wang Clan's responsibility?"

Wei Liang leaned slightly and said with confidence: "No one knows what is going on in Qianqi Pass better than me."

Wang Tian flashed his eyes and gritted his teeth: "I am stationed in Dongting, and I don't know anything about it! Please don't worry about him! Sword Lord is also asked! Shi Zhong's spiritual milk was taken away, Wang will definitely find out! Regardless of the background of the murderer, he must be brought to justice! I dare not doubt Lord Sword, but Qin Yunxi, your senior disciple, must investigate!"

Wei Liang smiled coldly: "Is the Wang Clan's ability to preserve his strength actually for infighting? Since you have been ordered to test my bottom line for returning ten thousand swords, I will tell you plainly."

Wang Tian opened his mouth to argue, and when he met Wei Liang's deep-cold eyes, his back became cold and speechless.

Wei Liang said quietly: "The twenty-three people of Wang's Great Sword Immortal...Although I am seriously injured, it is not a problem to destroy half of your country with my own strength. If you don't believe it, you can try."

When the voice fell, everyone present with their swords around their waists shook and screamed!

This is the sword intent of the Great Sword Lord, the mortal soldiers in the world bow their heads!

The Great Sword Sovereign in white, standing indifferently in front of the Wang family and the rest of the clans, makes people feel an illusion that he alone can withstand the wind and frost of the whole world.

All the disciples of Wanjian Guizong's expression were agitated, and their eyes were full of pride.

Lin Chuo looked from a distance, only to feel that this scene was really upright and passionate.

…If the person who took her to eat Shi Zhong Ling Milk last night was not Wei Liang, she could not help but admire him.

The Wang clan's popularity was completely lost, and everyone looked sullen and retreated unconsciously.

A young man wearing dark green silk and satin clothes was staring at Liu Qingyin and drooling, but he didn't notice that the people around him had retreated a foot.

Like a rock exposed at low tide, this fascinated person was suddenly exposed to all the disciples of Wanjian Guizong.

For a time, the sneer was like a tide.

Lin Chiu recognized that this person was Wang Tianpo's grandson, Wang Hantan-the one with her two little clothes in his hands.

This person looks gentle and handsome, but it is a pity that his eyes are cloudy and apathetic, and he looks like a dude who has been addicted to wine for a long time. If he hadn't drunk spirit water to temper his bones when he was born, he wouldn't even be able to stand straight now.

Lin Chuo was observing in secret, and suddenly felt a sharp pain from the sea of ​​knowledge!

The second lotus petal that opened to 80% was slowly closing.

Suction surged, as if to drain all the aura in her body. Lin Chuo's breathing was stagnant, only to feel that the meridians all over his body began to contract and spasm, as if he would be dragged into the sea of ​​knowledge and swallowed up in the next second.

She realized that the opening of the lotus petals is time-limited. If the absorbed malice cannot make the lotus petals open in one go, it will reclose, and at the same time it will bring great backlash punishment!

Fortunately, last night Wang's Shizhong Lingma covered her meridians, which greatly strengthened the meridians and dantian, otherwise she would have shrunk on the ground and rolled.

Lin Zhuo felt the tens of thousands of horses galloping in his heart, so he couldn't think about it, and immediately rushed to Wei Liang with his skirt, calling him: "Husband..."

At this moment, Wei's cool words have been exhausted, and the momentum is cold and majestic.

Wang Tianpo's complexion was intertwined with blue and red, and he led his tribe to prepare to leave.

Lin Chuo's chaotic entry was like a pretty stone thrown into the calm water, stirring up the solemn atmosphere at the mountain gate.

She ran to Wei Liang's side, looked around hastily, and fixed her gaze on Wang Tianpo's body.

Wang Tianpo looked at the age of 30, extremely black and thin, with powerful eyes.

Lin Chuo raised his chin and put on a deceptive look, and said manly: "A few broken stones are just a few broken stones, and your Wang family will be regarded as heirlooms! That kind of thing is given to me, and I am too heavy to take it away. !"

Nothing wrong, just absorb the light on the spot.

Wang Tianpo lowered his face, and his eyes fell gloomily on Wei Liang, not looking at Lin Chiu. Obviously, in his opinion, this woman is not qualified to talk to herself.

Lin Chiu didn't care about Wang Tianpo's attitude, she continued: "It's just that your Wang family deceives yourself and thinks that the whole world is coveting your good baby. In fact, it's just that the vision is too low, and the broom is too cherished! If not, how could it have been so many years? Theft happened once?"

Wang Tianpo dismissed a lady, but Wang Hantan couldn't help it. He rushed forward, raising his nostrils and said, "That's because there used to be great sword immortals taking turns to garrison! Who would dare to come and die?! It was just yesterday. It happened to be the Liuhuo Sword Immortal..."

Lin Chuo slapped him crisply and interrupted him: "Oh, that's right! Except for your royal family, who would have known that a sword immortal had changed to protect your baby yesterday?! The case was solved! The murderer, it was you. People of the royal family--you also have the eyes of the royal family!"

The Wang clan members were not irritated, they all glared at Lin Ju.

Swims of malice came to her, as if to keep the second petal of Yelian from opening or closing.

‘I have to add another fire...’ Lin Chu thought secretly.

While she was thinking, Wang Hantan seemed to have discovered something extraordinary, and a pair of cloudy eyes gradually burst into light.