The palm sword made the righteous and strict, and he did not dare to say a word that refuted the man.

Then he looked at Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun, clasped his fists and said:

"You two were frightened. Today's incident is that I am not strict in the Qi Jue Hall. Please don't blame me."

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun were not able to continue sitting there at this time, and they were suspected of being too arrogant. They immediately stood up and returned the favor with their fists.

But when he saw the palm sword turning his eyes, he suddenly looked at the sword box beside Su Mo.

A sharp look suddenly flashed in his eyes:

"Well? Two, what is this? Why is it in your hands?"

Su Mo raised his eyebrows gently: "What does this mean when the palm and sword are used?"

"What does this mean? I think you know it!"

The sword envoy suddenly changed his attitude just now, aggressive and sharp:

"This thing is owned by my Qijitang, and it is stolen by this person!"

He pointed to the man on the ground, and the man was also dumbfounded, as if he could not believe his ears.

The sword envoy looked at Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun coldly: "I also said that you two are really involved in this matter. But I didn't expect that you and this person were in a mess. Now it seems that the people and the stolen goods are captured, so there is no need to say more. Now, are you willing to follow me to go to the Qiji Hall, or do you let me take action and take you down?"

“Far…Far!!!”

The man on the ground wanted to turn over, but failed to do it. He simply sat directly on the ground, pointed at the Qijue Hall Palm Sword Invoke and scolded:

"You are so embarrassed to say that you are a well-off family? You frame and make trouble, just like a joke. What is the difference between such behavior and those evil ways?"

"It's your turn, a thief, to say so much here?"

"I!"

The man was speechless when he was thrust in the penalties, his face flushed and said, "There are also words of thieves!!!"

"The thief is the thief, and the thief is the thief!"

After the sword handkerchief replied coldly, he looked at Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun: "I think you are not like that despicable person. If you are deceived by a traitor at a young age, you will inevitably make mistakes. If you are willing to go back to the Qiji Hall with me, there is still room for improvement in this matter. Otherwise..."

"Hahaha!"

When Su Mo heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "What a Qijitang. He acted like this, but tonight he opened his eyes. This sword envoy... Could it be that he regards Jai as a three-year-old child?"

"I'm afraid I'm less than three years old."

Yang Xiaoyun shook her head gently: "If it is a three-year-old naughty boy, at least he knows one truth..."

"What's the reason?"

Su Mo glanced at Yang Xiaoyun.

"When you arrive at someone else's land, you will naturally be whatever you say. If you refer to a deer as a horse, you have to admit that life and death are in your hands, so where can you have room for you to speak?"

"It makes sense."

Su Mo nodded repeatedly, then looked at the sword envoy: "Sword envoy, I have a good advice to persuade you. I think you are not a good person, but you will not be too vigilant. Not to mention that the things behind me have nothing to do with you, and you may not know the foundation of this thing, but you are not afraid of causing disasters and causing trouble, which will cause you to damage your entire Seven Secret Hall, and you will burn it?"

"Okay, okay!"

The sword envoy gave his fingers: "It seems that you are stubborn!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a choking sound. The people in Qijue Hall each pulled their swords in their hands, and their murderous aura was everywhere, pointing to Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun from afar.

Yang Xiaoyun smiled and was about to take a step forward, but he heard a voice coming from not far away.

"You... stop."

The voice was a bit lazy, and it seemed that if you could say a few more words, you could exhaust the person who was talking. So after saying two words, after a while, the other two words were vomited out weakly.

However, although the person who spoke was weak, the voice was clearly sent to everyone's ears.

Everyone in the Qiji Hall was slightly stunned, and the palm sword made the eyes flashed, and they saw the man.

The man was standing at the border between shadows and light, in a state of desolation, in a mess, and his face was full of sleepyness, but he didn't know how long it had been since he slept.

At this moment, after saying a word, he opened his mouth and yawned a very big yawn.

Then he nodded and a little heaviered his tone: "Yeah, stop."

"Where are the branches that are born?"

The sword-palm frowned slightly and glanced at the man: "You are the same as them, so you can follow us."

"Don't leave."

The man shook his head.

The sword envoy was furious when he heard this and laughed: "You can't help!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a disciple of the Seven Secretariat Church jumped over and pointed his sword at the middle of the man's eyebrows.

Although the sword envoy spoke wildly, he was still very careful about this person who didn’t know the truth and was not sure why.

Let your subordinates go to test. If you kill with one sword, you will naturally have no mystery. If you can't kill it, you will at least see the bottom of the three points.

However, he saw the sword light flashing and the figure was lying on the spot.

But it was not the one who was sleepy and like a dog skin plaster, but the disciple of the Seven Secretariat Church.

It was obvious that the sword was in hand, and it was obvious that all the moves had been used.

However, for some reason, the long sword had already reached the palm of the sleepy man, and the sword blade penetrated the eyebrows of the disciple of the Seven Secretariat Church.

The sword light shook, pulled it out from the middle of his eyebrows, and blood was sprinkled on the ground. The man holding the long sword was still sleepy and lazy.

I didn't even look at the corpse, but just looked at the sword in my hand.

The next moment, his expression developed a second emotion besides fatigue...disgust.

"Roasted Sword."

The sword itself is not bad, but when this is said, the sword that is not bad also becomes a bad sword.

Just because his fingers were also accompanied by the words.

With a bending of fingers, the sword blade broke into two sections with a sound.

The skill of breaking the sword with these two fingers is nothing, but the previous method of killing people with a sword was shocking.

The palm and sword made the eyes unstable: "Who is Zun Jia?"

"The sword borrower."

While the man spoke, he came to the confrontation between the sword envoy of the sword envoy of Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun, and turned his back to Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun, facing the sword envoy of the sword envoy: "I want to borrow a sword from them... They want to give the sword to others. Before they sent this sword to them, this sword cannot be stolen by people with ulterior motives... Well, that's what you are talking about."

“…”

The palm sword made the corner of his mouth twitch: "Are you going to care about my Qijue Hall's business?"

“…What is that?”

The sword borrower seemed a little confused.

The sword master was stunned: "What?"

"I'm asking...What is Qijuetang?"

After the sword borrower finished speaking, he shook his head and yawned the boss: "Forget it, it doesn't matter..."

The palm sword made the face turn blue and white, and gritted teeth for a while:
Chapter completed!