In the square in front of the Zhentian Sword Sect’s Council Hall, the air seemed to have frozen. Everyone stared at Lu Ming in a daze, then looked at the body of the seven elders on the ground, and their eyes moved back and forth involuntarily, but they could not find the answer they wanted.
Lu Ming stood calmly on the venue, his indifferent eyes directly on the elders' seat in the conference hall, and asked very coldly: "Next, who will come up and try again?"
When many people heard Lu Ming's cold voice, they felt a chill in their hearts. They even hoped that Lu Ming's eyes would not turn to their direction, and they were afraid that any elder would temporarily appoint him, so almost all people quietly retreated, and their eyes were also looking at their toes.
"Young man, your sword is fast and sharp. I recognize you as the number one guest in my Zhentian Sword Sect."
At this time, an elder who had been silent had stood up to break the silence. He nodded to Lu Ming, then stood up and left.
"Great Elder..." Shangguan Ying felt a little uncomfortable when she watched the thin old man leave lonely. After all, he had always supported him before, but for some reason, he suddenly fell silent.
The Great Elder sighed in his heart. No matter what, the Seventh Elders had made great contributions to the Sword Sect, but now they end up like this. It's so sad! They are all that damn benefits. They are really fascinated by ghosts! Perhaps, under the leadership of Shangguan Ying, the Sword Sect will really become stronger immediately, so that everyone will be united, right?
"Young man, you are really good. Our brothers all recognize you."
Looking at the elders who stood up to express their opinions, Lu Ming's cold aura had not changed at all, because when he had just brought it, he realized that three people had murderous intentions towards him, and there were still two, and they still had not expressed their opinions.
"Young man." The thin third elder who was arrogant before, stroked the few remaining beards: "We originally wanted to recognize you as the first guest official, but it is very necessary for the seventh elder to test the sword with you. We can't just agree with someone, right?" He looked directly at Lu Ming, and showed a few unnatural satisfaction and admiration on his face: "Now you have proved your sword for us, so what else can I say? After all, we can be considered a family in the future."
"Yes, I will rely more on you in the Sword Sect's affairs in the future. We are all old, and now we are the world of your young people." The second elder nodded slowly.
Shangguan Ying was very happy when he saw that all the elders recognized Lu Ming. It seemed that more often, perhaps the best way to solve the problem by using violence was perhaps.
"Come!" Shangguan Ying shouted softly: "Buried the Seven Elders into Tibetan Jian Mountain."
"Cangjian Mountain?" The third elder trembled when he heard these three words. It was a disciple who had made great contributions to the Sword Sect and was qualified to be buried after his death. Now she buryed the Seventh Elder there without any grudges?
This little woman is not that simple! The third elder secretly handed the second elder a look, and the two old guys took their own ** to evacuate.
Seeing the body of the seventh elder being carried down at dusk, until he could not see the shadow, Shangguan Ying shook his head lightly and sighed, "I hope all of you can take it as a warning."
She turned to Lu Ming and said, "I know you like quietness, so I prepared a separate room for you. There should be nothing to do now. Let's go, I'll take you over to rest, and I must try our specialties."
Lu Ming nodded lightly and left with her. He had no intention of judging whether this matter was right or wrong. Only the sword speed and wrist were the real truth, otherwise, the one who buried him must be himself. And Shangguan Ying has always been able to do it. Although he is not a friend, he is worthy of his own help.
Lu Ming handled his threats in his previous life in a killer way, and the same was true in this life.
In front of a unique courtyard halfway up the mountain, the third elder walked back and forth anxiously. He glanced at the funeral procession slowly approaching Zangjian Mountain, and stroked his beard fiercely: "No, this will definitely not work."
The second elder also let out a fierce breath, so he relieved the pressure in his heart! The death of the seventh elder is indeed incredible, but what can he do? Are you really trying hard for him? He got a lot of money from Ling Zhen Jianmen.
Now he was slapped and all the things fell on us. If he let Shangguan Ying go on and on, it would probably not take long before the prince would come to settle the score with his sword.
"But..." The second elder's heart trembled when he thought of Lu Ming's sword: "Each of us will be his opponent!"
"One-on-one fight is definitely not possible!" The third elder was still very self-aware of this. He glanced at the funeral procession slowly moving in the distance, and a grim smile appeared on his face: "Wang Tong, go to the villa of the Seventh Elder and tell him the most powerful **. I think you must know what to say."
"Yes, master." A small-year-old man retreated out of ruthlessly.
The Zhentian Sword Sect is very big, and the elders all have privileges. They can build their own villas in their favorite places, and the corresponding internal transmissions can live together. Those who are not favored by the elders can only eat big pots.
At this time, in a courtyard at the top of the mountain, more than a dozen **s were practicing swords together in the dusk light, occasionally changing into a sword formation, and their power suddenly increased.
Not far from these dozen people, there was a man lying on a large recliner, shaking leisurely. However, judging from his age, he was only thirty years old. He was the chief grand ** of the Seventh Elder, Li Haoran.
Li Haoran is in a good mood now. Today, he finally broke through to the Five-Fight Sword Master. He has become the mainstay of the Sword Sect. With his master, he has a bright future. He wants money and power, and even the leader of Shangguan Ying is not easy to use. One day, he will take over the position of elder of the Sword Sect. By that time, he will have his own courtyard, his own recliner and **, and the time has become shorter and shorter, so short that it will take only three days.
"Senior Brother Haoran!"
However, a scream that seemed to be a tragic cry immediately knocked down all Li Haoran's thoughts. His handsome face twisted and he shouted, "Who is so rude?"
"Senior Brother Haoran, it's me."
Looking at the figure that was getting closer and closer, Li Haoran certainly knew that he was the third elder's **, but so what? You must know what politeness is in front of me. Seeing the other party about to cry, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It turned out to be Wang Tong. I said you boy is not waiting by your master, why did you come to me? I see that you boy has become more and more arrogant recently. Do you want to eat a few yards to understand etiquette?"
"What are Senior Brother Haoran saying? In our Zhentian Sword Sect, who doesn't know that you are an elder in the inner decree? But I really have something urgent to do." Wang Tong patted ** anxiously and said, "Your master is dead."
Bang! Li Haoran flew over and kicked Wang Tong three or four meters away, then pointed at his head struggling on the ground: "Your master is dead! I will tell you, remember it for me, and talk nonsense again, I pulled your skin!"
Wang Tong quickly explained: "No, Senior Brother Haoran, your master is really dead. He was killed by the young master who invited the helper just now. Now he has been buried in Zangjian Mountain!"
"What?" Li Haoran was shocked all over. The sudden change made his brain dizzy and almost fell to the ground. He looked blankly at the direction of Zangjian Mountain. A series of dark clouds floated in front of him, including power, money, and beauty. Everything seemed to have dissipated with this dark cloud.
"It's true, I saw it with my own eyes, it's true." Wang Tong rubbed the footprints on his chest. "The young master invited a very cruel character. He killed the seventh elder with just one sword, and then the young master ordered her ** to be buried. As soon as my master guessed, you didn't get any news, so he hurriedly ordered me to inform you."
"Shangguan Ying... She dared not inform us and buried her master?" Li Haoran said subconsciously.
"That's it." Wang Tong said in a common hatred of the enemy: "Shangguan Ying, the young master, has become more and more arrogant recently. Who would have thought that what happened inside our sect actually invited outsiders. Moreover, this kid is very cold and capable of pretending. My master is worried that you will be disqualified from the internal transmission next, so I asked me to come and notify you, asking you to make plans early, and maybe you will be kicked out of the sect next."
"Drive us away?" A strong man next to Li Haoran was spitting out his mouth: "Damn, how dare you kill my master, and you dare to drive us away? I haven't gone to seek revenge on him yet!"
"Master treats us as kind as a mountain. Now, Master is killed like this?" Several **s showed dissatisfaction on their faces. How could they be arrogant in the sect without their master?
"Avenge your revenge, avenge your master!" The rest of ** raised the swords in their hands and shouted together.
Li Haoran was so angry that he kept panting and trembling all over. He grabbed the steel sword beside him: "Let's go and avenge your master. I want to use that kid's head to pay tribute to the master. I want to use his body to make the eternal light for the master!"
"Where is that kid now?"
Li Haoran directly pulled out the steel sword and threw the scabbard to the ground, emitting a domineering and cold aura all over his body.
"It's right at the Xingjian Villa at the foot of the mountain." Wang Tong replied in a timely manner.
"Walk!"
Li Haoran waved the sword in his hand and took the lead in running away. The remaining dozens of **s also ran away wildly, and everyone showed a fierce murderous intent. (To be continued.)