As soon as Xiao Podao finished speaking, a red light suddenly shone. The dazzling red light not only illuminated the woods, but also turned everyone present into red.

Su Ruobai felt something was wrong. The red light was too strong, and the breath overflowing from the blade was extremely terrifying.

"Will the little broken sword... it will become a magic sword?"

Just as he was worried, the small broken sword suddenly became much bigger. Although it could not be called a giant sword, it was even bigger than the size of the weapon spirit.

Then, I saw the weapon spirit grab the small broken knife, carry it on his shoulder, and then turn around and grin at Su Ruobai.

This smile is really cunning, and Su Ruobai feels furious.

Su Ruobai was interested in "concerning" it, but it turned around directly. Under Su Ruobai's gaze, it suddenly turned into a red light and rushed towards the three Jindan-stage cultivators who were stunned in the air.

Su Ruobai saw it and cried out in secret, but he had no choice but to stop it. The spirit of the weapon had already approached the three Jindan stage cultivators with a knife.

With a "buzz", the red light passed by the three Jindan stage monks, and everything seemed to have calmed down.

The three Jindan stage monks were a little confused and immediately looked down at themselves. It didn't matter if they bowed their heads. A crack suddenly appeared on their bodies. Then... with a "slam" sound, their bodies were directly broken into pieces of flesh, and they all fell to the ground.

The red light was still shrouded in, and the three "enemy" were easily killed, but Su Ruobai was a little happy at this moment.

Maybe these three Jindan stage monks were too greedy, but Su Ruobai just wanted to beat them up. After all, they were all fellow Taoists from Beiling Mountain, so how could they really kill them?

But now, the little broken knife actually cut them into pieces of meat.

Now that things have come to this point, he can only accept reality.

But at this moment, Jia Yun on the ground suddenly shouted angrily: "Su Ruobai, how dare you kill the three golden elixirs of my Yanyu Sect? I want to go back and report to my father, and I want you to bury them with you!"

Although Su Ruobai did not take action directly, the small broken sword was his magic weapon after all. Even if he had a hundred mouths on his body, he might not be able to explain clearly. This is called a hundred words.

He shook his head helplessly and couldn't help but sigh.

However, things didn't end there.

The spirit of the weapon holding a big knife actually said again: "I want to kill you, I want to kill you."

Before he finished speaking, the spirit of the artifact carried the big sword and turned into a red light again. This time, its target actually... was Jia Yun!

When Su Ruobai saw it, he hurriedly stopped it loudly and said, "No, you must not kill him."

But... the red light passed by, and Jia Yun was stunned for a moment. Then, blood began to seep out of his body. He wanted to reach out to cover his wound, but when he raised his hand, his hand and his arms were broken into pieces of flesh. He looked down dullly, and his body was broken, and it broke into a pile.

What else can Su Ruobai say? He can't say a word now.

If those three Golden Elixir stages were killed, he might have room to deal with, but now that even the son of the leader of the family has been killed, he has no way out.

"I still want to cut, I still want to cut."

"Kill your uncle! You have caused a big disaster, do you know? I'm not afraid, but if you implicate the master, how do you let me deal with it? Come back, come back immediately!"

Su Ruobai was a little angry. This is a formidable thing. It is best to return to the master's sect quickly so that the master's sect can be prepared. Yanyu Sect will definitely not give up, and maybe it will come soon.

"Did you hear it? Come back to me right away!"

Another angrily shout, the spirit of the artifact was stunned for a moment, and then he returned to him unwillingly.

Su Ruobai Ling Bag and directly put the small broken knife into the spirit bag.

Floating down, he took the fairy house back into his hand, and the latter immediately turned into a bracelet. Putting on the bracelet, he quickly walked to the old shop. A black light flashed on the bracelet, and all the things were put into the fairy house.

Stepping on the flying sword, he immediately flew up and rushed straight towards the master's sect.

After a while, he had already flew to the Jiuhua Hall and floated down.

When the two four-generation disciples standing at the entrance of the hall saw Su Ruobai coming, they immediately saluted them.

"I've seen Uncle Su!"

"Where is my senior brother? Is he here?"

The two disciples were stunned when they heard this, and one of them answered: "The head master has gone to Xuanjian Sect and has not returned yet."

Xuanjian Sect is the leader of the seven sects of Beiling Mountain. It not only occupies the highest peak of Beiling Mountain, but also has three Yuanying period major cultivators in the sect, dozens of Jindan stage and hundreds of Foundation Establishment stage.

Because he is the boss of Beiling Mountain, whenever something happens, the heads of the other six sects have to rush to Huihe.

When Su Ruobai heard that the senior brother of the sect was not here, he couldn't help but frown.

"How long have you been there? What are you going to do?"

"If you go back to Master, you have been there for a short while. You said you want to discuss how many days to join forces to fight against the Demon Sect. The specific ones will not know."

When Su Ruobai heard this, he thought for a while, and then said to the two four generations of disciples: "One of you goes, ask the head master to come back soon, and the other one notify the elders and all the Foundation Establishment disciples in the sect to come. I have something to say."

On weekdays, Su Ruobai feels that these disciples are just careless and idle people who don’t care about the affairs inside the sect. Today, he is so serious that these two disciples are a little puzzled.

"Uncle Su, what's going on? Why do you still have to alarm so many people?"

Su Ruobai was a little impatient and shouted directly: "What are you doing so much? Just go quickly if you want to go, it will delay the big thing, I will beat you to death. Hurry, have you heard it?"

The two disciples still knew Su Ruobai's strength. When they heard that he was going to beat someone, they were so scared that they quickly went to inform him.

Seeing them leaving, Su Ruobai sat on the threshold and said to himself: "I hope the senior brother of the sect is fine. If the old guy in Yanyu Sect dares to harm the senior brother of the sect, I will definitely wash them Yanyu Sect."

Su Ruobai rarely gets serious, but the people inside the sect give him very face.

Except for the real person in the head, the other five elders rushed forward.

When they saw Su Ruobai sitting listlessly on the threshold of the hall, they thought he was unhappy.

"My junior brother, what's wrong with you? Are you in a bad mood? Senior brother, I have the best soy sauce here. Do you want to have a few sips?"

"My junior brother, are you no spirit stones? Senior sister has a few top-grade spirit stones here, so you can use them first!"

Although they have not been with these senior brothers and sisters for a long time, they still care about Su Ruobai, but this makes Su Ruobai feel even more disgusted.

"I...I made a big mistake."

"A big mistake? How big is it? You make many mistakes in daily life, so why bother so much?"

"That's it! No matter how big a mistake, my seniors won't blame you. I promise to take care of you. Come on, sit up, it's good to do it like you usually do. Why don't you scold your second senior brother?"

Su Ruobai shook his head and said, "This time I'm too wrong, I'm afraid I can't afford to pay for it. I... I'll kill the young master of Yanyu Sect!"

"What?"
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