Qin Juexiang turned his head and saw that it was Chang Sihao who held him. He only heard him say softly: "At this moment, the artillery fire is all fire, so how can you and me be there?" Qin Juexiang understood what he meant, looked up, and the swords were staring at him by the window, and they all stared at him. As soon as he retreated, he realized that it was impossible to escape and attack with fire. He immediately turned his heart and flew into the pavilion. Xu Jiansan and Bai Shiying looked at each other, and they all stood up, following him. Chang Sihao raised Cao Zhengwu and fell to the end. Ma Mingshao and Chen Zhibin both slowly retreated and guarded the entrance of the courtyard.

When he came upstairs, he saw that the pavilion was brightly lit, shining like the daytime, Xuan, Yuan, and Shi, all the swordsmen were there. The leader of Zheng turned his hand and closed the window. The house calmed down. Chang Sihao helped Cao Zhengwu sit aside. He first talked about how he investigated the movements of the three factions, how to listen to Ying Hongying, Xu and Bai, how to discover and catch Xia Zenghui, etc. Xu Jiansan and Bai Shiying also took Ying Hongying in the first volume of the "Sword Cultivation Hall Record" Laishun and talked about his joint withdrawal from the alliance. After that, he took out the book from his arms and presented it to him.

The leader of Zheng took the two first volumes and flipped through them. The paper was very fresh. It was obviously hand-copied and not the original version. Cao Zhengwu looked at Xu in surprise. Bai and the other two said, "You have obtained the "Swordsman Records", why didn't Hongying say this?" Xu Jiansan said, "She is just using you, how can you tell everything?" Bai Shiying also said, "Guan Yilan is her treasure, and this is something that you don't know from your two elders," Xu Jiansan said, "We answer." He retreated to the alliance because he was able to get the "Text Record", avoiding the trouble of testing swords, and spending less youth. How did she tell you, "Cao Zhengwu's face was blackened by artillery fire, and his face was invisible, but his ears were swollen and red. He stood up suddenly, stared at his eyes for a while, "Hey," sighed, and said with his teeth: "People leave their names, and geese leave their photos," his eyebrows stood up, and the "collapse" landmarked in his mouth showed half of blood, and he fell backwards to the ground.

Jiang Shiyou hurriedly ran closer to the clinic, and after a moment, he looked up and said, "The old swordsman has broken his heart."

Xu Jian Sandongdong kowtowed upwards and said, "He was afraid of crime and shy, so he committed suicide. The two elders and Ying Hongying..."

"Stop talking,"

The leader of the Alliance Zheng shouted in a solemn voice, suppressing the noise, and said, "The old swordsman was deceived and did something wrong, and it was difficult for him to forgive himself for a while. Therefore, he killed himself and apologized for his crimes. His actions made people admire him. He really lives up to the reputation of the Taishan Sect for hundreds of years. From now on, there are indecent rumors about the two old swordsmen in the world, and the alliance will never agree."

Xu Jiansan and Bai Shiying both understood the meaning of this, and slowly lowered their heads and said, "Yes,"

The leader of the alliance Zheng calmed down and said, "Xiao Chang, you just said that in that inn courtyard, Xia Zenghui reported the name of the Hundred Swords Alliance. When Ying Hongying met, he was first surprised and then recognized him. Obviously, Xia Zenghui went there with the heart of framed by the Alliance. He wore a mask and ran away after killing people. Taishan sent people to mistakenly think that it was the action of our Alliance. Such methods were disguised as Yuan Liangyu, Qibeishan, killing Shen Yuanqi, Qin Yi and others. This person was interspersed between the Qin family, Juhao Pavilion and our Alliance, with the purpose of provoking a fight. He designed it with death and wanted us to kill each other. The poison of scheming, the secret of strategy, and the pain of heart are all extraordinary. We should abandon some misunderstandings together and join hands again,"

Chang Sihao bowed and said, "Should it be like this," Qin Juexiang blinked without saying a word. Seeing that the leader of the Zheng League looked at him, he said coldly: "May I ask the leader, the record handed over by the two leaders Xu and Bai just now is fake."

Zheng said: "Although it is not the original, the content is indeed true."

Qin Juexiang's Liu Ye's eyes swept coldly at him and Zhu Jian, and said, "That means that the prisoner who steals the transcript and leads Xia Zenghui to commit the crime is now between you,"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the swords were shocked. Although their bodies had not moved, anyone could feel that they had slightly distanced apart from each other.

Jing Wenzhong said, "This record is the crystallization of the wisdom of the sword family in our alliance. Even in the sword cultivation hall, ten swords were required to be kept in turn. It is difficult for others to approach. On that day, the Eastern Great Sword was held. Liao Gushi killed his mother and left the alliance, and he disappeared. That day, it was the night of the sword sacrifice. All the members of the alliance were there, but those who entered their courtyard, namely the leader of the alliance and the chief of the third department,"

Luo Chengyuan said: "Director Jing, what do you mean? Could it be that this record was stolen by Alliance Zheng, or was hinting to us that we all arrived at the time when we heard the sound, but you ran out of the courtyard first. We don't know what you carried with you,"

Jing Wenzhong said, "I have said that the transcription is useless to me. But you brothers, in order to make Luo Hulu famous, I don't know what to do. Unfortunately, Hulu was scared to see Xiao Jinshiyue's sword sweeping the ring four years ago. No matter how you train it, it would be a waste of effort."

Luo Chengyuan said angrily: "Just, my Luo family's 'Wang Shibai Qingniu Yongjin' is a unique and unique skill of a generation. It is even better than the 'Seven-wheels of Fruit'. We have no reservations and contributed it to the league. My elder brother has already entered the sword cultivation hall. The transcript is written every day. My nephew wants to learn it, and he teaches it directly orally. How could he steal this thing? On the contrary, the alliance has already been rumored about you and Mrs. Liao. That day, Liao Gushi killed his mother and it has a lot to do with you. What did you do in someone's house? Why not explain it here today and give you a clear explanation."

Jing Wenzhong said, "Yes, Wang Shibai Qingniu Shengjin was contributed by your brothers, but you have been treated unfairly by the alliance. Where did your status come from? Where did your swordsmanship be learned from? Ten swords, General Jiang, General Tong, and the swords in the alliance. The ancestors of the Five Sects of the past did not offer their martial arts to the alliance without reservation. Your uncle and nephew took this to his mouth when he was free. It was obvious that he felt wronged and felt that the things he had exchanged were not enough."

Luo Chengyuan shouted: "Don't mess around and avoid topics,"

Suddenly, the stairs sounded, and someone hurriedly ran up. Chang Sihao turned his head and looked back. It was Zheng Xiqing, the daughter of Zheng League Leader.

The face of the Alliance Leader Zheng was dark: "Xiaoqing, why are you here for?"

Xiaoqing shouted and panted, holding the railing and said, "Dad, it's not good, the fight in the sword cultivation hall... started,"

"What,"

Zhu Jian changed his face when he heard this.

Xiaoqing waved his hand quickly and said, "It's Brother Liao. He broke into the sword training hall. Several of the nine swords have been injured by him. Go and have a look,"

Zhu Jian was even more surprised when he heard this. After not seeing each other for many days, Liao Gushi's swordsmanship had improved so well that he could actually hurt the characters in the sword cultivation hall, and there were still several people in the one hand.

Luo Chengyuan said: "He must have secretly learned the martial arts in the transcript. Have you forgotten the precedent when the sword demon Ruan Yunhang went crazy?" Zhu Jian's face showed horror when he heard this.

Zheng Zongzhu waved, "Go away,"

At such a critical moment, Zhu Jian could not even take care of walking on the stairs. The sound of paper cracking was broken, and each broke out from the window, spreading his arms in the air, and he was like a flock of birds breaking out of the forest.

Chang Sihao jumped over the wall and followed closely behind. He soon came to the outside of the sword cultivation hall. He saw the doors and windows of the high and wide hall, and the hall was full of blue light, and three clusters of white shadows on the floor were colorful. Four people were fighting fiercely. Under the four giant characters "Qing Guang Shu Qi" on the back wall, a white-bearded old man sat down on the floor with his eyes drooping, and blood was scattered like a stiff and paralyzed. He rushed into the hall, but saw the surrounding tables falling, and eight other people lying crookedly on both sides, not knowing life and death. Chen Chumang, Yu Xuebing and several big sword wives had arrived, guarding their father, their husbands were either calling, crying, and making a mess.

Among the four people who fought fiercely, Liao Gushi himself recognized that two other young men holding Han swords, one was Luo Huzhu, the other was Wei Lingchuan, and the other was middle-aged man with flat eyebrows and deep eyes, cheeks and nose high, long beards and neck, and a three-foot dragon spring in his hand danced with light and shadow, with a huge atmosphere, but this was the first time he saw it.

Jing Wenzhong shouted, "Xiaoshi stopped, why did you fight with your father?" Liao Gushi's eyes were cold and hard, and he turned a deaf ear to his words. Ying's resentment was in his hands, and he could not stand the weak. Obviously, his martial arts were several levels higher than when he left the alliance. Chang Sihao was stunned: "Young Master Liao's father, that middle-aged man is the Oriental Sword." At this time, Jing Wenzhong didn't care about the rules of the alliance and shouted loudly: "Guangcheng, you stop first, you have something to say," Liao Guangcheng laughed: "The surname is Jing, what else can you say between you and me?" The Longquan Sword in his hand danced like a flying dragon, and stepped up the offensive again.

Alliance Leader Zheng shouted: "Hulu, Xiaochuan, you two retreat,"

When Luo Hulu and Wei Lingchuan heard this, they both retreated their swords and retreated aside, and their foreheads were already hot and sweaty.

Alliance Leader Zheng shouted: "Liao Gushi, he still surrendered without abandoning his weapons."

Seeing that Liao Gushi's sword was still anxious and unmoved, Luo Chengyuan stepped forward and said halfway: "Leader, why are you talking about it? This child was abnormal before, and now he is even more crazy. His sword is too powerful. To avoid casualties, let's work together to take him down." As he spoke, he pulled out his sword and wanted to take action.

Jing Wenzhong knew that Luo Chengyuan had very high martial arts skills. If he took action, he was afraid that Liao Gushi would either die or be injured. He said nothing and flew out to join the battle. When Liao Guangcheng saw him joining the battle, he withdrew his sword. Liao Gushi would not allow him to leave. He followed him to chase him, but was blocked by Jing Wenzhong. He was so angry that his eyes were on fire and shouted: "Get out quickly, otherwise I won't blame me for being polite," he waved his sword.

Jing Wenzhong was also very anxious: "You kid..." Halfway through his words, the blue light suddenly disappeared, and Ying's resentment had pierced into her chest.

His eyes were so strong that he said sadly: "Xiaoshi, are you really crazy?" His body sank and his knees hit the ground. Liao Gushi didn't expect that the sword would be successful, and his eyes were straightened. He was stunned and didn't know what to do. At the same time, he stabbed the wind with a slanted sword, penetrated his body from his ribs into his abdomen.

"Young Master Liao,"

Chang Sihao shouted in shock, and it was too late to save him. The leader of the Zheng League, the chief of the three ministries, the swords present, Chen Chuan, Yu Xuebing and others were stunned.

Liao Guangcheng withdrew his sword and retreated. Blood slid down along the tip of Longquan's sword. Chang Sihao rushed out in one step and came to Liao Gushi. He pointed several acupoints on his body. When he saw the wound, he knew that the sword had penetrated many organs and he could not survive. Liao Gushi saw that it was him, shook his hand and tried hard: "Brother Chang... I have something to do with my little master..."

Chang Sihao burst into tears: "At this point, why are you talking about this..." Thinking of Yu Jian Zhixin that day, he sat with him and Cang Shuilan in the restaurant and talked about his feelings, he couldn't help but feel even more sad. He raised his head and shouted, "You can even kill your son, you really do it."

Liao Guangcheng smiled sinisterly: "He can kill his mother, so what can I do? Besides, he is not my son at all." As soon as this said, he was shocked. Jing Wenzhong helped the wounded and gasped, raised his face and said, "Guangcheng, you are crazy, what nonsense," as he spoke, blood kept flowing out of his fingers.

Liao Guangcheng sneered: "Jing Wenzhong, now, are you still lying to me?"
Chapter completed!