As soon as Elder Wu said this, he was silent.

"What!"

The Third Sword Lord was so scared that he grabbed Elder Wu Yu's clothes and said angrily: "You tell me again?"

"Return to the Sword Master! The Sword Pavilion is about to be disbanded! All of these people have to be covered and left, and give up the blessed land of the green mountains and green water caves!" Elder Wu Yu pounded his chest, "This is the main vein of the Qinghun that has won the championship for eight swords for a hundred years. It's really swearing!"

"You fart!" The third sword master slapped him on the forehead, "That's sad, not so shameful!"

"Yes, I'm wrong." Elder Wu Yu sorted out his clothes, suddenly looked at the people of Jiange, and smiled sinisterly: "But... there's nothing wrong with Jiange's disbandment."

"That's really heartbreaking! When they run away with their tails, can't I burn three incense sticks on this mountain?"

When the Third Sword Lord said this, he finally couldn't help laughing.

"To pay tribute to the youth that Jiangge will eventually lose?"

"Ha ha!"

The other Eight Swordsmen were even more smiling when they watched the performances of these two shameless "childish ghosts".

But in the distance between them, the people in Jiange felt like they were in the snow and ice, with frost in their eyes!

The Eight Swords will humiliate them!

But now Jiange’s weakness is a fact!

The rules of the Qinghun Taoist are even more iron laws!

So, even if these sarcasm sneers pierce into the heart like a sword, what can happen in reality?

"It's all your fault!"

Qin Tong's eyes were red, and she could no longer hold back the anger in her heart. She cursed at them: "It is because you colluded with the despicable and shameless people of the First Sword Peak who colluded with demons in the Northern Wilderness to kill the seven sons of the Sword Pavilion and forced the head to break the sword. Our Sword Pavilion will have today! You have no intention of Taoism to seize power! You are the shame of the Qinghun!!"

"Shut up! You can eat the manure indiscriminately, but you can't speak nonsense. Openly slander the Sword Lord, elder, believe it or not, you have to go to the Forbidden Sword Prison?" Elder Wu Yu glared and cursed.

"Xiaotong!"

Grandpa Qin shouted in a deep voice.

Even though Qin Tong was extremely unwilling and wronged, she actually knew that there was no point in fighting with these people.

Their shamelessness has no bottom line!

How to fight?

"Junior Sister Qin, don't worry."

At this moment, a burly young man walked out next to the third sword master!

He looked tough and upright.

"Wu Jianyang!" Qin Tong looked at him coldly.

The young man named Wu Jianyang smiled and said, "I know, the reason why you are anxious is that you are afraid that you will be expelled from the Qinghun. It doesn't matter. After the Jiange is disbanded, you come to my third sword peak and become my Taoist couple. In a few years, you can still see your grandpa off together."

"I'll go to your uncle! You'd better send it to your father first!" Cai Maomao couldn't help but roar.

Snatch the woman and grab him on the head!

The key is that Wu Jianyang has no sincerity at all. If he is sincere, would he still say something like "send to the end"?

He is just a joke!

After Cai Maomao finished speaking, Wu Jianyang looked at him deeply and suddenly smiled and said, "Your brother is Cai Qingyun, the seventh son of Jiange, right?"

"That's right, I beat you three years ago to the ground and look for the guy who was too terrified!" Cai Maomao said.

"He is really good, but unfortunately he is a short-lived ghost." Wu Jianyang shrugged and smiled, saying: "To show respect for him, when I went up the mountain just now, I urinated the wine glass in front of his tomb."

"Wu Jianyang!!"

Cai Maomao's eyes were suddenly broken!

The dead are the greatest!

Even the deceased are not spared...

Cai Qingyun has always been his role model and sustenance. Even if he has passed away, Cai Maomao still regards his elder brother as his benchmark.

Wu Jianyang, the deceased!

Even if Jiange has fallen to this level, the seven sons of Jiange will die by slaying demons, and will still be a well-known hero in the eyes of all the people of the world!

"You are too bullying!"

The son of the Third Sword Master, such qualities?

A villain is like a ghost!

The Third Sword Peak, from top to bottom, is full of shameless villains.

They came to Jiange today, and they were fearless and wanted to step on the heads of the people in Jiange and humiliate them!

"Don't worry!"

Seeing that everyone in Jiange had already stood up, the third sword master sneered and said, "You don't have to panic. The first sword master asked me to bring a word. As long as you bring the sword master's Taoist techniques and sword techniques, you will join the First Sword Peak. The First Sword Peak will arrange a place for you. After all, you are all Zhao Xuanran's dowry, right?"

"Don't be anxious, really don't be anxious. You can change your name and change it, and it's our Green Soul Sword Cultivator!" Elder Wu Yu said happily.

"but--"

He looked at the plaque on the gate of Haoran Palace.

"The four words "Haoqi lasts forever" are just a name, and they will not be used in the future!"

After that!

With a click, he condensed a mouthful of thick phlegm and spit it on the plaque with a soothing sound!

Bang!

The plaque trembled, and it was shamed forever!

"Wu Wu! Wu Yu! Wu Jianyang!"

Grandpa Qin's face was distorted, and countless bloodshots appeared in his turbid eyes.

His old man clenched his fists and pushed away his granddaughter Qin Tong and pressed towards the third sword master!

"Grandpa Qin."

At this moment, his other hand suddenly grabbed him.

This voice stunned Grandpa Qin for a moment.

"Yun Xiao?"

Everyone in Jiange did not expect that when everyone was so angry that they almost lost their minds, Yun Xiao, who had just started, would be to hold this sad and angry old man.

Yun Xiao is indeed very calm.

After all, he had just arrived and although he had received favor from Jiange, he had never experienced these grievances and entanglements in person.

"After hearing so much, I have a question. Does it mean that as long as there is a sword head and brings all the disciples to participate in the Eight Swords to the Grand Prix, the Sword Pavilion will not have to be disbanded?" Yun Xiao said.

"……yes!"

Everyone in Jiange felt very sad.

I never dreamed that Jiange once caught a lot of geniuses, but after that drastic change, none of them were left!

"Do you have any requirements for the sword head?" Yun Xiao asked sincerely.

"The Shenhai Realm is generally required, and the age must not exceed twenty-one! However, according to the regulations, the Longquan Realm is enough!" Grandpa Qin gritted his teeth.

Yun Xiao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

The momentum is like water and fire for a long time, so it turns out that this matter is so easy to solve.

So he took a step back, pointed at himself, and smiled and said, "Then I can!"

"What can you do?" Grandpa Qin was stunned.

"Longquan Dingjing, the sword head is the head of the sword." Yun Xiao said.

joke!

He just came to Jiange and finally integrated into it. If this place is disbanded, wouldn’t it be useless?

After Yun Xiao finished speaking, the elders and disciples of Jiange looked at him in a daze.

"Grass! I'm so stupid!" Cai Maomao slapped his head, so excited that he was almost crying. He stood beside Yun Xiao and pointed at him and said, "I promise everyone that he can!"

I was so angry just now.

Forgot Yun Xiao.

This kid kills Wang Feng to death with three swords and kills Elder Yao again!

Can such a ruthless person be the head of a sword?

"Yun Xiao, is it Longquan Dingjing?"
To be continued...