"I would also like to trouble you to call him here. I have something else to say to him."
"As for the others, you can let others do it."
After saying that, Ao Changkong stopped speaking, closed his eyes tightly, and sat cross-legged, seemingly silent.
But Lin Xiao knew that he was still alive!
Because he still had something to say to Shen Jian!
Lin Xiao turned around and walked towards the crowd. When he passed by the nine-ringed golden sword, he didn't forget to pick it up.
When he was about to return to the crowd of clan members, Lin Xiao turned around and looked at Shen Jian who was not far away, and said loudly: "Your master still has something to say to you."
Shen Jian's body trembled, and he ran quickly towards Ao Changkong without caring about anything else.
And everyone in the Zongmeng shouted in unison: "Mr. Lin is so powerful!"
"Okay, everyone, just be quiet and go do your business."
Lin Xiao waved his hand, and then continued: "I have done what I promised you before setting off."
"After today, Northwest Martial Arts will respect the clan alliance, and the rest will be left to you."
Hearing this, everyone patted their chests and gave Lin Xiao a guarantee.
Lin Xiao nodded slightly, and then everyone dispersed.
However, Lin Xiao still called out to Lao Chen and handed him the dilapidated nine-ring golden sword in his hand.
"Your sword, this sword will stay in the clan alliance from now on."
"It can also be regarded as witnessing our clan alliance overcoming the greatest difficulty and unifying the northwest martial arts."
"As for your weapon, after I return to Beicheng, I will have someone bring you a sword."
Lin Xiao said with a chuckle.
Lao Chen's expression paused for a moment, then he nodded steadily and said with a smile: "Thank you very much, Mr. Lin!"
"This nine-ringed golden sword can be used as your weapon, Mr. Lin. It is also a blessing for it to fight against Senior Ao!"
After saying that, Lao Chen turned around and walked towards the northwest warriors around him.
Facing the menacing people of the sect alliance, these great master warriors present had no intention of resisting.
Didn't you see Lin Xiao, who was like the god of war, still standing there?
Anyone who dares to resist the clan alliance at this time may think that his life is too long.
At the same time, Shen Jian had also walked to Ao Changkong.
Looking at the master who was breathing weakly in front of him, as if he might die at any moment, Shen Jian's nose felt sore, and tears quickly filled his eyes.
"How old you are, but you still cry as much as you did when you were a child."
Ao Changkong slowly opened his eyes and said.
His eyes returned to the cloudy look they had at the beginning, but when he looked at Shen Jian, there was a strong look of concern in the cloudiness.
"Master..."
"It's all my fault. I didn't know your body had reached this level..."
"If I could do it all over again, I would definitely not come to Tianhe Peak..."
Shen Jian had a hint of crying, and his words were full of self-blame.
Seeing his appearance, Ao Changkong sighed softly and whispered: "There is no regret medicine in this world."
"Master has lived for a hundred years, and he has lived enough. He has not been able to overcome the last hurdle. After all, he cannot continue to live in this world."
Tears fell from Chen Jian's eyes. He had been practicing swordsmanship with Ao Changkong since he was a child. Ao Changkong was both his master and his father to him.
At this moment, looking at Ao Changkong who looked like a dying old man in front of him, Shen Jian's heart was filled with self-blame and guilt.
If he had not come to Tianhe Peak, Ao Changkong would not have fought with Lin Xiao...