The Qingyun Sword is a sword passed down from generation to generation by the master of the Thirteenth Sword Tower, but it was broken by Yao Lao with one finger. The aftermath only caused the disciples on the peak to be implicated.
On this peak, trees fell down and people flew away, but behind Yao Lao, the tranquility remained the same, not a single plant or tree was damaged.
"This is martial arts?" Mo Que was shocked.
He also used his fingers to catch the sword. Previously, when he took Yan Beifeng's sword, the wooden chair beneath him disintegrated, but Yao Lao caught the sword with only one finger, and not a single plant or tree was damaged behind him.
"You're going too far!"
The woman in green clothes was knocked away by Yao Lao's finger. At this time, her hair was disheveled and she no longer looked graceful.
She appeared again, holding the Qingyun Sword, pointing the sword at the center of Yaolao's eyebrows.
"Hmph!" Yao Lao still pointed his finger and flicked the sword lightly.
The woman in green suddenly shook her body. The Qingyun Sword fell out of her hand and was caught by Yao Lao's two fingers.
"Whoa!"
The old man Yao didn't look back, he threw the sword behind him, and the Qingyun Sword penetrated the roof of the medicine building, and the sword body trembled.
"You can't even tolerate a junior, and you are so narrow-minded. How can you be qualified to practice swords?" Yao Lao said coldly: "I will temporarily hold the Qingyun Sword from you today. If you don't accept it, you can come and get it at any time!"
In the surrounding area, the other six building owners saw that Yao Lao was so powerful, their expressions changed greatly, and they were in a dilemma.
"And you!" Yao Lao turned his head, looked at the remaining six people, and said: "You bullied the medicine house today. Since you have forced me to take action, you must pay some price!"
"Let's go!"
The six building owners changed their expressions, no longer showing any trace of their previous heroic spirit. They all turned their heads and walked away with their swords.
"He is alone, let's go separately!"
The six posters flew in different directions at the fastest speed.
"You came to my medicine house without my permission, and now that I have not allowed you to leave, who of you can leave?" Yao Lao stood where he was and did not pursue him.
He held his left hand behind his back, waved his long sleeve with his right hand, and rolled up a few fallen leaves from the ground.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Holding a fallen leaf in your hand, you stretch out your fingers and flick it, and six leaves fly in six directions.
"Boom!"
Six dazzling sword lights appeared from six different directions, pointing at the blue sky. None of them were weaker than the woman in green.
"Is this a strong martial artist?" Mo Que felt his scalp numb. A few leaves forced several posters to take action with all their strength!
"Don't stay there, go and get all their swords back. These villains are an insult to the art of swordsmanship!" Yao Lao stopped his hand and turned around, saying to Mo Que.
"Me?" Moque was stunned.
Although he is fearless when facing the enemy, he must have a chance of victory.
If you go to get the sword of a poster-level person, you will really die!
"They are either dead or disabled now. They can't hurt you, and they don't dare to hurt you!" After Yao Lao finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and walked into the medicine building.
The meaning of the words seemed to be to deliberately frighten the posters. After seeing Yao Lao's methods, the posters were afraid that they would be heartbroken and would not dare to take action against Mo Que again.
Mo Que then left the peak and followed the direction in which the building owners had left.
"hiss!"
When he found the first host, he couldn't help but gasp.
I saw that within a hundred feet of this place, someone had cut it flat with a sword. One of the previous building owners had his arms covered with blood and his hands were broken.
"The scene here and the injury on his hand were caused by the leaf where the sword was connected to Yao Lao?" Mo Que was frightened and walked forward.
The bones in both hands of this man were broken, and the long sword had fallen out of his hand and fell on the ground. After Mo Que picked it up, he went to look for others.
Along the way, I saw several posters who were more miserable than the last. Either their hands were broken by Yao Lao's leaves, or they fainted and died on the spot.
Shocked, Mo Que took away their swords and hurried back to the medicine house.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
As soon as he reached the medicine house, there were more than a dozen figures in the void, stepping on their swords and landing here.
"The previous movement, did Yao Lao take action?" More than a dozen people fell in front of the Yao Tower. Their auras were powerful, not weaker than those of the previous owners.
"What, you want to come to me to hold me accountable?" Yao Lao was in the building and said calmly.
There is no doubt that these people are also the owners of the Jian Tower, attracted by the noises made by the six previous owners.
"This is……"
Seeing the six long swords that Mo Que brought back, the host who arrived all changed his mind.
All six building owners had their swords taken away?
Their scalp was numb, and one person defeated six posters? How strong is Yao Lao?
"The swords of each building owner have been passed down from generation to generation. I wonder why Yao Lao took it?" A building owner asked at the door with a trembling voice, not daring to enter.
"This matter has nothing to do with you. If you want to retrieve these swords for them, either come in now or leave as soon as possible!" Yao Lao's domineering voice came from the building, as if he didn't bother to explain to these building owners.
The building owners outside the door looked at each other, but they didn't know how strong Yaolao was. There was silence for a while, and no one spoke.
"Everyone go back!"
A man in white appeared and landed gracefully. Seeing this, all the building owners saluted: "Building owner!"
Even Bai Yumo, the owner of the first floor, was alarmed, which shows how much noise the medicine house made today.
"You guys go back first, Yao Lao and I have something to discuss." The white-haired man waved his hand, but his eyes fell on Mo Que.
The other posters followed the instructions and left, but a few of them secretly looked at Mo Que.
Is this the descendant of Yao Lao, the young man with one body and two fingers who guards the Yao House?
The posters on all sides kept their thoughts hidden and continued to leave.
"You come in with me." After Bai and Mo finished speaking, they walked into the pharmacy first.
Mo Que didn't know this person, but seeing how respectful the building owners were to him, he could vaguely guess his identity, so they walked into the building together.
"Yao Lao took action today and caused such a commotion. It seems that he sincerely regarded this young man as his successor." Bai and Mo walked into the building, looked at Yao Lao, and sighed softly.
"They say that the path of martial arts is broken. Even if this guy gets the Star Ranking, it will be a waste. I wonder what the owner of the building thinks?" Yao Lao continued to sort out the medicinal materials in the building without raising his head.
Yao Lao has not taken action for many years. The purpose of making such a fuss today is to frighten the various buildings so that they will not dare to target Mo Que.
The first poster knew in his heart that Yao Lao had made up his mind to accept this young man as his successor.
"I know that it is Yaolao's obsession to continue the path forward for martial arts, but... this way does indeed no longer exist!" Bai Yumo looked complicated.
In his heart, the road to martial arts is indeed over. No matter how outstanding Mo Que is, even if he wins the Star Ranking, he may not be able to achieve anything in the future.
"It turns out that the owner of the building feels the same way!" Yao Lao raised his head, his face as cold as frost, and said: "In this case, there is no need to say more, the owner of the building please come back!"
Bai and Mo looked at the swords in Mo Que's hands and couldn't help but sigh.
The swords of each building owner are passed down from generation to generation. Each of the thirty-six swords has its own strengths and can form a powerful sword array.
Now that six of these swords have been lost, plus the one on the top of the Medicine Tower, the seven missing swords will make the sword tower's strength much weaker.
As the master of the sword tower, how could he ignore it?
"I wonder what Yao Lao wants?" Bai and Mo knew that Yao Lao left these swords probably because he wanted to use them to negotiate terms.
But there was nothing he could do, after all, it was the posters who had offended first.
Yao Lao put down the medicinal materials in his hand, stared directly into Bai Yumo's eyes, and said, "I want to take him to the sword tomb!"