Nine suns stepping on the sky

Leng's house in Zhongzhou...

Mo Yu frowned slightly, and a figure appeared in front of his eyes. Could it be such a coincidence?

After pondering for a while, he shook his head to suppress his thoughts, got up and walked out.

Anyway, let's see what they are here for.

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"Why haven't you come yet? Let everyone in my Leng family wait here, the Lord of the Sword Sect is too presumptuous!" Leng Yuanhe said with a gloomy face.

"That's right! With my Leng family's status, even if Jianzong is one of the 49 orthodoxy, so what!"

"Last time, the master of the Treasure Treasure Sect personally greeted him outside the mountain gate."

"And that time, the members of the Hanjiang Sect knew that my Leng family was visiting, and the suzerain, elders and others were waiting in the hall early."

"Jianzong is too arrogant!"

The hall was filled with the voices of monks from the Leng family.

Jian Wuya, Jian Wusheng and others had ugly expressions on their faces. At this moment, a figure came from outside the hall.

The few people looked relieved and rushed to meet them. If they delay any longer, they might not be able to bear it anymore.

"See Sect Master!"

Mo Yu nodded, glanced over, and saw that the members of the Leng family were still sitting where they were, with no intention of getting up at all. His heart moved slightly, and he waved his hand to signal them to get up. He went straight to the depths of the hall and turned around to sit down. Then he said lightly, "Where is the person who asked to see this sect?"

A smile appeared on Jian Wuya's face, he cupped his hands and said, "Sect Master, these are the monks of the Leng family."

Mo Yu said "Oh", but still didn't intend to look at them.

The corner of Leng Yuanhe's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help snorting heavily, "I didn't expect that the master of Jianzong's eyes are so bad."

Full of irony.

Mo Yu looked calm, "People from the Leng family are so rude."

"You!" Anger welled up in Leng Yuanhe's eyes, and he felt Leng Yuanming tugging at the corner of his clothes, so he took a deep breath and said in a cold voice, "Today, I will come to Jianzong to ask for a Please ask the master of Jianzong to agree to the long sword. Of course, my Leng family will also make appropriate compensation to Jianzong."

Ask for a sword?

Jian Wuya and the others showed puzzlement in their eyes.

The Leng family claims to be a direct descendant of the Abi Sword Dao, and they always have their eyes above the top... Could it be that the sun is coming out from the west today...

The lord of the divine religion showed a smile, and was about to get to the point.

Mo Yu's expression was calm, but he focused on the Leng family and his party, and paid extra attention to the master of the god religion. Naturally, this smile did not escape his eyes.

Something was wrong.

But on his surface, there was no change, and he said lightly: "So that's the case. The Leng family came not far away, and they are full of sincerity. Naturally, my Jianzong will not be unreasonable."

Mo Yu paused, "Elder Wuya, please go and fetch ten long swords and give them to the Leng family."

Leng Yuanhe had a triumphant smile on his face, and suddenly froze, his face as ugly as if he had eaten a fly.

He took a deep breath, and said coldly: "No need! What the Leng family asked for was the sword of the master of the Sword Sect."

Mo Yu narrowed his eyes and nodded after a few breaths, "Yes."

"Ah!" Leng Yuanhe's face beamed with joy, "That's great! The master of Jianzong understands righteousness so well, it's really beyond my expectation."

"It's okay, but it's a trivial matter." Mo Yu waved his hand, "Elder Wu Ya, go and get the saber I left in the hall yesterday, and give it to the Leng family."

Jian Wuya was startled, when did the suzerain put the sword in the hall, but soon he came back to his senses, a strange flash of eyes flashed in his eyes, and he said that he walked into the hall with a sound.

Everyone in the Leng family looked forward and excited.

Soon, Jian Wuya went back and forth, seeing the long sword in his hand clearly, the monk of the Leng family seemed to have been hit in the head.

This... This is the Saber of the Master of the Sword Sect... It is obviously the most common iron sword, what a fool!

The corners of Leng Yuanhe's eyes twitched uncontrollably, and he didn't understand that he was completely tricked.

In his mouth, he suddenly gasped heavily, fixed his eyes on Mo Yu, and said word by word: "My Leng family wants the master of the Sword Sect, and the saber that was used when he fought against the master of the God Sect on the Taoist platform that day. Please fetch it, the suzerain."

Jian Wusheng's complexion suddenly turned gloomy, and the evil spirit surged between his brows. He had long been unable to bear the Leng's family, and at this moment, he broke out completely after hearing the words.

"Presumptuous! What qualifications do you Leng family have? Come to my sword sect to be rampant! If you want my master of the sword sect to wear a sword, you are worthy!"

"Hehe! What a sword sect, how dare you despise my Leng family so much!" Leng Yuanming smiled, "Originally, the Leng family would have to give Jianzong some compensation, but now they won't give you any benefits. This king Super Divine Sword, you'd better hand it over obediently, otherwise things won't be so simple when Lord Leng Qianqiu comes to pick up the sword in person."

Jian Wusheng's eyes suddenly shrank.

Leng Qianqiu!

As a high-ranking sword sect, he naturally knew of the other party's existence.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Jian Wusheng forced himself to speak, "Even if it's Leng Qianqiu, he can't take it by chance!"

"Presumptuous! My Lord Leng Qianqiu is a disciple of the ancestor of the Saint Clan. What a noble status! It is the honor of your sword sect to dedicate the king-level divine sword to Lord Leng Qianqiu. You dare to speak so recklessly. Don't be afraid. Bringing disaster to Jianzong?" Leng Yuanhe shouted loudly, with a condescending expression on his face, seeing how everyone in Jianzong dared to be angry but did not dare to speak out, he felt a burst of joy in his heart.

Let you be arrogant!In front of Lord Leng Qianqiu, there are still a bunch of scumbags!

Turning his gaze to Mo Yu, he thought he would see his terrified and uneasy appearance, but he still had that calm face, which made Leng Yuanhe, who was full of expectations, feel a burst of disappointment in his heart, but soon sneered.

See how long you can last!

"Master of the Sword Sect, take the sword."

Mo Yu was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled, "Forget it, for the sake of old friends, I will give you a chance."

With a flick of his sleeve, a flash of crimson flashed, and before everyone saw it clearly, it was already inserted in the hall.The body of the sword is like a fire crystal, and when the sword unfolds invisibly, it makes people feel awe-inspiring and gives birth to a touch of awe.

It's like, facing a king...

Leng Yuanming's eyes suddenly brightened, it really is a king-level sword!

Excited, he inadvertently ignored the old friend Mo Yu said.

Mo Yu glanced at the greedy Leng family members, and said lightly, "As long as you can take this sword away, it will belong to the Leng family. Otherwise, leave the sword sect immediately and never appear in front of this sect again."

"Okay!" Leng Yuanming whispered, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word, "That's the deal!" How could they be unprepared to come to collect the king-level sword, as long as they have this sentence, everything will be easy to handle.

Leng Yuanhe smiled slightly, with a confident look, he waved his hand, "Leng Zhe, go get the sword."

"Yes, elder." Leng Zhe has a thin body, and his cultivation is only at the monarch level, so he is inconspicuous among the Leng family.But the arrogance on his face is higher than that of a monk of the emperor rank, and he looks like an invincible old man.

Walking into the hall, Leng Zhe sneered at everyone in Jianzong, showing contempt.

Then he looked at the Xuanhuang Sword on the ground, his expression became solemn, and a strange aura emanated from him.