Seeing Chi Wu's move, the old man immediately shouted: "Junior brother, stop it quickly."
Hearing this, the old beggar turned his eyes and looked at Leng Xuan, who was not far away. Leng Xuan knew what he meant, but when he tried to contact Chi Wu through his mind, he discovered that there was a connection between himself and Chi Wu.
He was blocked by a strange force. In desperation, he had to spread his hands to the old beggar, showing that he was helpless. Time passed little by little, and the foreheads of the old beggar and the old man were already covered with sweat.
At this time, the dark purple flame had become only a quarter of its original size after being devoured by Chi Wu.
By devouring the dark purple flame, Chiwu's body color also began to change to dark purple. Half an hour later, as the last bit of dark purple flame in the air was swallowed by Chiwu, the old beggar and the old man slowly fell to the ground.
On the ground, wiping the sweat on his face. After Chiwu absorbed the dark purple flame, he immediately flew back into the Chiwu Sword. Leng Xuan made a move with his hand, and the Chiwu Sword returned to his hand.
"Hand over the sword." Leng Xuan was about to put the Scarlet Crow Sword away when he saw the old man appeared in front of him and asked him for the Scarlet Crow Sword. Leng Xuan didn't even think about it and just handed the Scarlet Crow Sword to him.
The black sword was put away. Just kidding, this red black sword has been with him for so long. How could he hand it over immediately? Seeing that Leng Xuan refused to hand over the sword, the old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and a strong aura rushed towards Leng Xuan.
Come.
At that moment, Leng Xuan felt as if he was about to suffocate. However, the momentum came and went quickly. The old beggar moved and appeared between the old man and Leng Xuan, blocking all the momentum.
Come down.
"Senior brother, he is the person I brought here. If you want to cause trouble, just come to me. Why bother to attack him?" After hearing this, the old man's aura immediately retracted and returned to the coldness before.
His expression was unflame. He sighed softly and said, "Junior brother, you don't know what that ball of flame means to our Heavenly Fire Palace."
"I know." The old beggar nodded.
"Now that you know it, you should ask him to return the flame."
"Senior brother, you have seen what happened just now. He did not do it intentionally, so you cannot blame him for this matter. As for that sword... I said before that this visit to Tianhuo Palace is related to his life, so I am more concerned about it.
It is impossible to hand that sword over to you."
The old man shook his head and sighed: "If I could make the decision, I wouldn't blame him. But you have to understand that although I am the palace master, I alone cannot make the decision in the Heavenly Fire Palace. Such a big thing has happened
Once the elders investigate the matter, let alone the sword, he will not even be able to save his life."
The old beggar was unmoved, "I still say what I said, I will never hand over that sword. If the Heavenly Fire Palace wants to cause trouble, just put this account on my head. As for those elders, huh,
If they dare to take action against this kid, I will make them miserable."
"You..." the old man shook his head helplessly and said, "After all these years, your temper has not changed at all. That's all, that's all, let him keep that sword for now. However, you must stay in the Heavenly Fire Palace these days.
Feel free to go out. I have to discuss the matter with the elders about the flame. If there is any result, I will inform you."