Chapter 981

Tasting Wanliu's more gentle and encouraging eyes, when Yuan Di was ecstatic inside, his expression was more sad and twisted, and the sound of wailing was very sympathetic.

"Master! Master! This woman had some old grudges with me in the early years, but that's all gone. The disciple confessed that she didn't owe anything. Unexpectedly, she suddenly stepped on the door and killed my beloved wife on the spot, which hurt my countless relatives. The disciple ran all the way to this place, and she still didn't give up! "

"I know that I am willing to bear all the punishments because of my incompetence and the damage to my face in the mountain! But before that, the disciple begged the master to do something to avenge my dead wife. She was wronged! "

Qin Huan raised his eyebrows slightly and turned to look at the snow. Her face was soft and could not be stretched any longer. He shouted angrily, "you fart!"

Obviously, in order to escape, this scum man pushed out the woman in his arms. She couldn't stop before she was killed.

And look at the woman's behavior, she is a concubine at the top of the sky, and I don't know how many hundreds of rooms are arranged outside. You are a bad actor!

Qin Huan's mouth was slightly cocked. He thought that the farting scum man was not useless. At least when he was able to start, he was more upright and angry. You see, he jumped out of his own initiative to find death. I was forced to kill him.

Just now, Qin Huan had found the sword for Xiang Xue. Leng Yan wanted him to kill him.

Or to be more precise, some people are very satisfied with Wanliu's heart, but their faces are more dignified. In a cold voice, "Yuan Di, you can rest assured that no matter who is involved today, I will get justice for you and let your wife sleep in peace!"

He doesn't need to confront anything at all. What he wants is just a reason that he can take for granted.

Now there are.

"Qin Huan, leave now, or I won't blame you

Ha ha, she is your woman, right? I say so now, can you bear it?

Don't bear it, don't bear it. Take out your young man's impulse. Hurry up. I'm starving!

Jianxiu has always tried his best to make a move. He has just made a breakthrough in his recent cultivation of Jiandao, but he can't send and receive freely. It's also possible for him to miss something.

Qin Huan looked serious. I was very restrained. You'd better get back quickly, so as not to cause trouble to the elder Wanliu, who looked like he was. Suddenly, the corners of his mouth were hooked. "I feel that you should now, very much hope I have a conflict with you, right?"

Wanliu's expression is slightly stiff, and there is a trace of consternation at the bottom of his eyes. The script shouldn't be like this. You should be angry now, and it should break out. How can you look through everything and wait quietly for me to pretend to be forced? What can I do next!

It seems to be noticed that elder Wanliu was a little shy, angry and embarrassed in his heart. Qin Huan's mouth was even wider. "Don't worry, I can't see other people's embarrassment. Since you have this idea, I will help you achieve your wish."

Raise hand forward a press, the air "bang" a loud sound, it is like mountains and rivers collapse, vast sweeping. Wanliu stays slightly, and then is surprised. What did he think of? Qin Yuming knows his idea, but he is so understanding.

But in a flash, the surprise turned into a fury, because with that loud noise, it was a violent wave of power

It's like, a million iron clad giant cattle in the fences, which are liberated, "boom boom" with the momentum of trampling on everything, come rushing with the posture of destroying, pulling and decaying.

"Ah!" With a low roar, Wanliu raised his hand forward. He wanted to build a sword all his life. He didn't dare to keep any of them. All of them burst out.

Between the heaven and the earth, the sword suddenly appears. From the top to the bottom, the breath is extremely sharp. You can open mountains and split the sea to destroy the heaven and earth!

With one sword, Wanliu's heart was afraid of the end of his mind. He believed that his sword would be enough to cut through everything.

This is the self-confidence of a strong man who has been infused with sword since he was born, and has been tireless for thousands of years since then.

There is nothing to stop under my sword!

But elder Wanliu's idea of being so passionate only lasted for a very short time. Then he heard a "clang" in his ear. It was like taking a rough long sword and cutting it on a heavy and solid iron ingot. As a result, only a few pieces of it were broken.

So between the heaven and the earth, the sword shadow that cuts down from the top and has sharp breath It just broke.

Its fragments are wrapped in the air and carried by the raging force, whining in the tumbling, like a little daughter-in-law who feels helpless and ravaged severely.

At this time, however, elder Wanliu was not in the mood. He was ashamed and annoyed. He was staring at his frightened eyes and feeling the power of terror.

That feeling, like a fast-moving mountain, without any ease, directly slapped his head on his face.

For a moment, elder Wanliu's facial features were deformed and twisted. Then a mouthful of blood was spewing out, mixed with several shining white teeth. His body was like a rag, rolling and flying out in a mournful way.

But we, elders Wanliu, are indeed the elders of wanjian mountain. We value our faces more than anything else. Especially now, in front of many disciples in the mountain, if we just hit them like this, they will be trembled and groaned on the ground, and then they will see others?I firmly supported my feet and fell to the ground. Although I slid back a hundred feet and plowed the ground straight, I suffered more and more serious shock and shock, which made my injury more serious. But the face of elder Wanliu, at least, is to save the next point.

Of course, it's just distance from the face, so lost.

However, in the current situation, when I didn't care about my face, elder Wanliu's eyes were shocked, and I couldn't believe the scene in front of me. It was like a soft little white rabbit, suddenly opening its mouth and turning into a wolf to eat people This boy is so strong!

In fact, it's not just a strong one, but a strong one. It's just a slap in the hand. It's hard for him to bear.

It's not that Qin Huan was rejected by the holy stone in the holy stone ceremony, and had been cut off from his way of practice? But even if the news is false, he can still jump around, and he won't be so strong, right?

At the moment when he was just hit, elder Wanliu had a feeling of looking up to the stars. That sense of huge gap is beyond words.

But at least for one thing, elder Wanliu is certain. Qin Huan, this boy, must not let go. Otherwise, after today's event, he will be miserable.

He raised his hand and clapped his chest. He spewed out the blood which had been forced down. The chest suddenly became more comfortable. Elder Wanliu roared, "elder, please join me to fight against this tusk!"

Liao, the beast.

This one word shows his attitude of not leaving room for change.

To tell you the truth, seeing elder Wanliu flying with a fist, he was in a state of embarrassment. Then listening to his roar at the moment, several elders hesitated in their hearts. But after a little silence, they didn't wait for the feedback from the sword master. Their eyes were cold at the same time.

As a major in swords, he has already reached the realm of communication between ten thousand swords. What happened in ten thousand swords mountain cannot be concealed from his perception.

since the sword master did not obstruct, it was acquiescence. It seemed that though he could not do anything, he was still unwilling to obey the orders left by the old sword master.

Yes, when Leng Yan was killed out of the mountain gate, the sword master was seriously injured on the spot. He recovered after a long rest. No one mentions that your teacher was really strong at that time, and I was just humiliated. Now even his disciples dare to be presumptuous in me. How could that be!

After guessing the mind of the sword master, several elders naturally knew how to do it. They drank coldly one after another. Their figures roared out and stood in the void, encircling Qin Huan in a ring.

Most sword cultivators attack the tyrants and are always invincible stars in the world of single combat. But this does not mean that they lack the means to fight together. After all, there is the name "sword array" in this world!

In this side of the world, there are dozens of sword arrays in the ten thousand sword mountain. At this moment, six elders, including Wanliu, step on the empty space and surround Qin Huan, so they choose the same one. The strongest one is the endless sword array!

The power of combining several elder level sword cultivation strength is strong enough to make no one dare to smooth the edge in the divine realm. Even before, in the exercise, I personally felt the strength of the sword array. Wanliu and others agreed that even in the face of the existence of Yuanshen, they could have the power of World War I, at least not immediately defeated.

The endless sword array of annihilation yuan is in hand. Even though Qin Huan has such strong strength, he has only been suppressed.

To this end, the six elders are confident, with a pale face and gloomy eyes. They are even more steady and sneering.

Qin Huan!

You have to wait. After a while, I will let you know what is regret and what is the taste of rolling!

Tang Yi took a deep breath and said, "Qin Huan, if you can admit your mistake now, you may be able to ease it. After all, you are also a part of my Wanjianshan."

His eyes were warning and reminding.

In his early years, he had an old relationship with the Tang family, which owed him a little bit of human affection. Now it's all back to Qin Huan, so he naturally didn't want to see him.

Qin Huan's eyes fell, and he was slightly surprised. He didn't know what was going on inside. Naturally, he didn't understand it. It was just a matter of fate. The old man of Tang Dynasty was kind-hearted.

But no matter how, this person is good, and he is not, cold Yan's opponent in those days, then let him go.

If at this moment, six thousand sword mountain elders knew that they were standing on the void, Qin Huan was afraid that they would feel very messy and would not be able to drink again!

It's too presumptuous of you to think so with six to one and the help of sword array.

But unfortunately, several elders have no ability to explore the mind. Of course, even if they have, they have no chance to roar.

Because Qin Huan has already done it.

He glanced at the elders in the sky and said lightly: "how much do you bully? In fact, I also like to do such things. "

Originally, I thought it was just a taunt. Wanliu was about to retort with a sneer. Suddenly, she heard the roar in her ear, and her body suddenly froze.The voice is Sword!

The sound of a sword A hundred swords Wan Jianming Overlapping together, is a huge sound, rolling between the vibration of heaven and earth.

And the source of Jianming is Jianzhong!

Wanliu's eyes were wide open. The first thought was impossible. He was very clear about the existence of sword tomb, where the long sword, despite its powerful power, was imprisoned.

And this confinement is the sword tomb itself. Except for the sword master, no one can mobilize them, and they must face the life and death of the whole Wanjianshan.

Because Jianzhong is the foundation of Wanjianshan mountain. It can't be missed!

But now, with those horrible sword meanings, the sound of "whew", "whew" and "whew" broke into the air one after another, countless sword shadows rushed up to the sky, arranged in a neat way, surrounded by large circles and small circles, occupying the whole sky in a flash.

Sword power is like sea, sword power is like prison!

Because of the cultivation of swords, we can more clearly feel the terrorist power contained in the tens of thousands of long swords overhead.

Once it erupts, it will be the fall of heaven and earth. Everything in the area will be ground into powder and completely destroyed!

Putong -

Putong -

a monk of Wanjianshan, with a limp foot, fell to the ground. His face was pale and his eyes showed great fear.

Who can tell them what happened? Why does the long sword in the sword tomb follow the will of an outsider and turn the blade around.

The six elders, Wanliu and Tangyi, bear the brunt of the attack. They feel the most pressure. They fall down at the same time in their exclamation, fall back on the ground again, and smash a big deep hole It's like being photographed by an invisible hand!