Tietou Zhao held the Changfeng Broken Sword tightly in his hand and refused to let go no matter how hard Ruyi pulled him.
Tietou Zhao sneered and said: "It's not that I'm arrogant. Since your master is no longer alive, no one else in the world can take this sword except me! Regardless of whether you agree or not, I am determined to take this sword.
!If you don’t go steal Xuan Tie, then I will!”
After saying this, he made a leap and jumped several feet away. However, the two of them did not expect that the old man was not only superb in martial arts but also had good kung fu. When they started to chase him, he had already jumped far away.
Ruyi shouted anxiously: "You must return the sword to me first!"
Tietou Zhao turned around and shouted: "If you want a sword, come with me!"
The two of them gathered their energy and chased after him, and in just a moment Tietou Zhao jumped up to the top of the mountain.
From a distance, Ruyi saw a huge stone tablet between the towering mountain gates, with the words "Qingyun Sect" written in powerful big words. After passing this stone tablet, it should be the boundary of the Qingyun Sect.
She stopped at the door and hesitated for a while.
"What, chase or not?" Bai Qinghan asked.
"Chase! No matter what, we have to get the Changfeng Sword back. The old man is very crazy, so don't cause trouble for me." Ruyi said.
Bai Qinghan smiled bitterly: "Meeting him is already a disaster, and he joined the Qingyun Sect out of anger. Let's act according to the situation. The disaster has already happened, I just hope it is not a big disaster!"
The Qingyun Sect does not have many palaces and pavilions like Laoshan. Most of the houses are built on four sides, and there is an extremely wide open square in the middle. Countless Qingyun Sect disciples are practicing in it. Their body shapes are consistent, and every move is very organized.
The masters of these disciples supervised them and occasionally gave them some guidance.
Tietou Zhao Cai ignored these disciples and rolled in, knocking them out and knocking them out. The neat formation was completely destroyed.
Not knowing what happened, Qingyun's disciples dispersed one after another. A few sharp-eyed ones recognized Tietou Zhao and shouted in surprise: "Master?"
"Old man! Don't run! But return the sword to me first!" Ruyi followed closely and came to the square.
However, all the disciples of the Qingyun Sect who had followed Emei up to Mount Laoshan panicked when they saw Ruyi, and exclaimed: "Array up! Prepare for battle! The demon girls from Xiaoyao Sect... The demon girls from Xiaoyao Sect are coming up the mountain to fight!"
The higher-ranking disciples protected the new disciples and fled in all directions.
Tietou Zhao did not stop, but flew to the "Immortal Iron Pavilion" where Xuantie was sacrificed.
Although the Changfeng was broken, it was still a sharp blade. Tietou Zhao pulled out half of the Changfeng, cut off the lock on the door, and entered the Immortal Iron Pavilion.
Ruyi felt like crying. Tietou Zhao had the nerve to call such an act of breaking into a house "stealing."
The strange thing is that this Tietou Zhao seems to be extremely familiar with the affairs of the Qingyun Sect. Not only does he know the location of the Xiantie Pavilion, he also knows the location of the Xuantie Sacrifice.
He didn't even look at the black iron placed on the table, but he flew up to the beam and took out a wooden box covered with dust.
Tietou Zhao stretched out his hand to blow away the dust on the box, opened the box, and gently groped for a small piece of dark iron lying inside: "My dear, after hundreds of years, you can finally come in handy."
At this time, Ruyi and Bai Qinghan had already chased into the Immortal Iron Pavilion.
Bai Qinghan closed the door and said to Tietou Zhao: "What do you think you are doing? Are you stealing openly? We don't need you to forge this sword. Please return the sword quickly!" Tietou Zhao took the Changfeng Broken Sword.
Holding it tightly in his hand, no matter how hard Ruyi pulled him, he would not let go.
Tietou Zhao sneered and said: "It's not that I'm arrogant. Since your master is no longer alive, no one else in the world can take this sword except me! Regardless of whether you agree or not, I am determined to take this sword.
!If you don’t go steal Xuan Tie, then I will!”
After saying this, he made a leap and jumped several feet away. However, the two of them did not expect that the old man was not only superb in martial arts but also had good kung fu. When they started to chase him, he had already jumped far away.
Ruyi shouted anxiously: "You must return the sword to me first!"
Tietou Zhao turned around and shouted: "If you want a sword, come with me!"
The two of them gathered their energy and chased after him, and in just a moment Tietou Zhao jumped up to the top of the mountain.
From a distance, Ruyi saw a huge stone tablet between the towering mountain gates, with the words "Qingyun Sect" written in powerful big words. After passing this stone tablet, it should be the boundary of the Qingyun Sect.
She stopped at the door and hesitated for a while.
"What, chase or not?" Bai Qinghan asked.
"Chase! No matter what, we have to get the Changfeng Sword back. The old man is very crazy, so don't cause trouble for me." Ruyi said.
Bai Qinghan smiled bitterly: "Meeting him is already a disaster, and he joined the Qingyun Sect out of anger. Let's act according to the situation. The disaster has already happened, I just hope it is not a big disaster!"
The Qingyun Sect does not have many palaces and pavilions like Laoshan. Most of the houses are built on four sides, and there is an extremely wide open square in the middle. Countless Qingyun Sect disciples are practicing in it. Their body shapes are consistent, and every move is very organized.
The masters of these disciples supervised them and occasionally gave them some guidance.
Tietou Zhao Cai ignored these disciples and rolled in, knocking them out and knocking them out. The neat formation was completely destroyed.
Not knowing what happened, Qingyun's disciples dispersed one after another. A few sharp-eyed ones recognized Tietou Zhao and shouted in surprise: "Master?"
"Old man! Don't run! But return the sword to me first!" Ruyi followed closely and came to the square.
However, all the disciples of the Qingyun Sect who had followed Emei up to Mount Laoshan panicked when they saw Ruyi, and exclaimed: "Array up! Prepare for battle! The demon girls from Xiaoyao Sect... The demon girls from Xiaoyao Sect are coming up the mountain to fight!"
The higher-ranking disciples protected the new disciples and fled in all directions.
Tietou Zhao did not stop, but flew to the "Immortal Iron Pavilion" where Xuantie was sacrificed.
Although the Changfeng was broken, it was still a sharp blade. Tietou Zhao pulled out half of the Changfeng, cut off the lock on the door, and entered the Immortal Iron Pavilion.
Ruyi felt like crying. Tietou Zhao had the nerve to call such an act of breaking into a house "stealing."
The strange thing is that this Tietou Zhao seems to be extremely familiar with the affairs of the Qingyun Sect. Not only does he know the location of the Xiantie Pavilion, he also knows the location of the Xuantie Sacrifice.
He didn't even look at the black iron placed on the table, but he flew up to the beam and took out a wooden box covered with dust.
Tietou Zhao stretched out his hand to blow away the dust on the box, opened the box, and gently groped for a small piece of dark iron lying inside: "My dear, after hundreds of years, you can finally come in handy."
At this time, Ruyi and Bai Qinghan had already chased into the Immortal Iron Pavilion.
Bai Qinghan closed the door and said to Tietou Zhao: "What do you think you are doing, are you stealing it openly! We don't need you to forge this sword anymore, please return the sword quickly!"