Martial Arts: The opening reward is full-level magic

Chapter 42

The sword wielder was strict with righteousness, and he didn't dare to say a word to refute that man.

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

"The two of you are shocked. Today's matter is that my Qijue Hall is not strict, so please don't blame me."

"Don't dare."

It was not good for Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun to continue to sit there at this meeting. They were suspected of exaggerating, so they immediately got up and returned the salute with fists.

But seeing the sword-wielding user turn his eyes, he suddenly looked at the sword box next to Su Mo.

A stern look suddenly flashed in his eyes:
"Huh? Two, what is this? Why is it in the hands of the two of you?"

Su Mo raised his eyebrows lightly: "What does the sword master mean by that?"

"What do you mean by this? I think you know it well!"

The sword wielder suddenly changed his attitude, aggressive and sharp:
"This thing belongs to my Qijuetang, and it was stolen by this person!"

He pointed at the man on the ground, who was also dumbfounded, as if he couldn't believe his ears.

And the sword-handling envoy looked at Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun coldly: "I also said that the two of you were really involved in this matter. But I didn't expect that you and this person turned out to be the same as each other. Looking at it now , I got the stolen goods, I don’t need to say any more. Now, are you willing to follow me to Qijue Hall, or let me wait and take you down?”

"Fart... fart!!!"

The man on the ground wanted to stand up, but he couldn't do it. He simply sat on the ground, pointed at Qijuetang Sword Master and cursed angrily:
"You still have the nerve to say that you are a decent family? It's like a child's play to frame the blame and talk about it. What is the difference between such an act and the crooked way?"

"It's your turn to be a thief here to make irresponsible remarks?"

"I!"

The man was speechless, his face was flushed, and he choked out a sentence: "There is a way to steal!!!"

"A thief is a thief, and a thief is a thief!"

After the sword master replied coldly, he looked at Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun: "I don't think you two are like those despicable people. If you are deceived by a traitor at a young age, you will inevitably make mistakes. If you If you are willing to go back to Qijue Hall with me, there is still room for change in this matter. If not..."

"Hahaha!"

When Su Mo heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "What a Qijuetang, acting like this, opened my eyes tonight. This sword master...doesn't it mean that I am a three-year-old child?"

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

Yang Xiaoyun shook his head slightly: "If a three-year-old naughty boy, at least he knows one truth..."

"What's the point?"

Su Mo glanced at Yang Xiaoyun.

"When you're on someone else's land, it's natural that what they say is what they say. You have to admit that life and death are in the hands of people. How can you say anything?"

"It makes sense."

Su Mo nodded again and again, and then looked at the sword master: "Sword master, I also have a good word of advice. I think that although you are not a good person, you will not be blinded by your interests. Let alone the things behind me have nothing to do with you , and you may not be clear about the root of this thing, but you are not afraid of causing disasters, dragging down your entire Qijuetang, and burning it?"

"Good good!"

The sword wielder pointed with his finger: "It seems that you are stubborn!"

As soon as the words fell, they heard the sound of choking, and everyone in the Qijue Hall drew their swords in their hands, pointing at Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun with murderous aura.

Yang Xiaoyun smiled and was about to take a step forward when he heard a voice not far away.

"You guys... stop."

That voice was somewhat lazy, as if saying a few more words could exhaust the speaker to death, so after saying two words, after a while, the other two words were spit out weakly .

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

Everyone in Qijue Hall was stunned for a moment, the sword wielder flashed his eyes and saw the man.

That person was standing at the boundary between shadow and light, his whole body was in a state of desperation, his whole body was in a mess, his face was full of sleepiness, but he didn't know how long he hadn't slept.

At this time, after finishing a sentence, Zheng opened his mouth and let out a big yawn.

Then she nodded, and said with a stronger tone: "Well, stop."

"Where did the branches come from?"

The sword master frowned slightly, and glanced at the man: "You are also with them, so you can go with us too."

"Don't go."

The man shook his head.

The sword wielder laughed angrily when he heard the words: "I can't help you!!"

As soon as the words were finished, a disciple of Qijue Hall jumped forward, and with a tap of his long sword, he went straight to the man's eyebrows.

Although the sword master speaks wildly, he is still cautious about this person who doesn't know the background and why.

Ask your subordinates to test it out. If you kill him with one sword, there will be no mystery.

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

But it wasn't the sleepy-eyed one who was like a dog's skin plaster, but the Qijuetang disciple.

Obviously the long sword is in hand, and obviously all the moves have been used.

However, for some reason, the long sword was already in the palm of the sleepy-eyed man, and the blade pierced through the eyebrows of the Qijuetang disciple.

With a flick of Jian Guang, he pulled it out from between his eyebrows, blood spilled on the ground, and the face of the man holding the long sword was still sleepy and lazy.

He didn't even look at the corpse, but only looked at the sword in his hand.

The next moment, his expression showed a second emotion besides exhaustion...disgust.

"Rotten sword."

The sword itself is not rotten, but when these words are spoken, the not rotten sword also becomes a rotten sword.

Just because, along with the words, there are his fingers.

With a flick of the fingers, the blade snapped into two pieces with a thud.

The kung fu of breaking the sword with these two fingers is nothing, but the method of grabbing the sword and killing people before is a bit shocking.

The sword wielder's eyes were uncertain: "Who is your honor?"

"The borrower."

While the man was speaking, he came between the confrontation between the sword master and Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun, with his back to Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun, facing the sword master: "I want to borrow the sword from them...they want to give the sword to me... Others, before they deliver this sword, this sword cannot be stolen by people with ulterior motives... Well, I am talking about you."

"..."

The corner of the sword master's mouth twitched: "Are you trying to meddle in my Qijuetang's business?"

"……what is that?"

The borrower seemed a little ignorant.

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's not important..."

Palming the sword made his face turn blue and white, and he gritted his teeth for a moment:
"Ok, well, the rivers and lakes are deep, but there are many ghosts who are not afraid of death, so don't blame me today, let's kill people!!!"

(End of this chapter)