But at this moment, after learning that Ao Changkong was dead, everyone showed a sad expression.
Aochangkong is the belief in many people's hearts, but now their belief has collapsed!
Many old men in the crowd felt sad. Even martial arts geniuses like Ao Changkong would not be able to escape the passage of time, so they would have to face death sooner or later!
At this moment, many people sighed and looked helpless or sad.
Everyone in the Jian Zong rushed towards Ao Changkong and Shen Jian as quickly as possible.
Unlike the people from the Sword Sect, Mo Qingqiu and Duan Yu took the initiative to approach Lin Xiao with the strong men from their own sects.
"Mr. Lin!"
Duan Yu and Mo Qingqiu shouted in awe.
This young man, who is less than thirty years old, has single-handedly changed the pattern of Northwest Martial Arts, and even defeated Ao Changkong, the number one person in Northwest Martial Arts!
"What's wrong with you?"
Lin Xiao glanced at the people in front of him and said calmly.
Mo Qingqiu immediately spoke: "Now that the sect alliance is at its peak, we, Tiangong Pavilion and Yinyu Valley, also want to join the sect alliance in order to find a refuge for ourselves."
"Okay, even if you don't take the initiative to come to me about this matter, the elders of my clan alliance will come to talk to you."
Lin Xiao nodded slightly, then looked around at the members of the sect who were still busy accepting the various great masters, and said: "Now that you are also a member of our sect, go and help accept these people first."
"As for other matters, we will wait until we return to the clan alliance."
Seeing that Lin Xiao did not make things difficult for them, Mo Qingqiu and Duan Yu breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.
The two said in unison: "Thank you, Mr. Lin!"
After saying that, the two of them led a group of strong men and turned around and walked toward the others around them, and began to help Lao Chen and the others accept the strong men from all walks of life.
Shocked by Lin Xiao's powerful strength, among the many great masters present, no one dared to escape, let alone resist!
Everyone who was asked by the strong men of the Zongmeng honestly agreed to join the Zongmeng, and even their sects became vassal forces of the Zongmeng.
Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner, and it only takes some time for the Zongmeng to capture the entire northwest martial arts.
On the other side, a group of strong men from the Jian Sect gathered around Shen Jian, and then they all knelt down on the ground.
"Farewell to the old sect leader!"
Yu Wenhan said with a trembling voice and a sad expression.
Others also spoke one after another and said: "We from the Sword Sect would like to send our old sect master a respectful farewell!"
The sad voice spread throughout the Tianhe River and never dissipated for a long time.
Yu Wenhan looked at Shen Jian, who was crying like a child, and said in a deep voice: "Sect Master, now that the sect alliance has become a general trend, where should our Sword Sect go?"
The other strong men of the Sword Sect also looked at Shen Jian, and no one mentioned the matter of revenge for Ao Changkong.
After all, even Ao Changkong is not Lin Xiao's opponent. I'm afraid they can't do anything to Lin Xiao even if they are tied together.
It is better to live in this world than to die in vain.
"You don't have to worry. Master told me before he died that there is no need to avenge him, let alone be Lin Xiao's enemy."
"Moreover, from today on, I am no longer the master of the Sword Sect. As for who the next master of the Sword Sect is, it is up to Lin Xiao to decide."
"I will go to Jianzong to get something, and then leave the northwest. As for you, just take care of yourself..."
Shen Jian had no intention of talking to these people. From now on, he and Jian Zong were strangers.
After saying that, Shen Jian stood up and picked up Baiyuan with one hand, carried Ao Changkong on his back, and walked towards the distance with heavy steps...