Comprehensive martial arts begins with the successor of the Seven Swords

Chapter 11 The Battle of Tongues
After sending off the people from Tianwaitian, Qi Lin turned to the audience and said, "Everyone..."

As soon as Qi Lin opened his mouth, everyone took a step back, except Lei Wujie, who was familiar with him, and Wushuang, who was easy to find someone to ask about swords.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Qi Lin, oh Qi Lin, it seems that you will have troubles in the future!" There was a gloating smile on Wuxin's face.

"It's not all because of you, otherwise I would have come to this beauty village and got into all this trouble." Qi Lin gave this bad friend a blank look.

Wu Xin clasped her hands together, and said bluntly: "I will leave the rest to you. I have been lying in the coffin for so long, and I finally got out. You should have a good rest."

Qi Lin knew that Wuxin seemed casual, but his heart must be broken when Master Wangyou, whom he regarded as a pillar, passed away because of him.

"I recently took in two guards, Minghou and Yueji. That Minghou lost his memory, you can help him find it."

"By the way, don't let them go, they haven't paid off my debt yet!"

Qi Lin found a job for Wu Xin.

Wuxin nodded, and came in front of Minghou and Yueji.

"Everyone, there is no need to be so afraid, there will be no more swords tonight!"

Qi Lin put Changhong Ice Soul back into the sword box, and said to everyone: "Xueyue City, Wushuang City, Jiulong Temple, Beauty Village, everyone who can speak up, please stand up!"

Baifaxian and Ziyihou left, and with Qi Lin's strength, he could ignore everyone present.

But he took away Wuxin today, and more people will come over tomorrow, so it's better to make it clear now, after talking about the big ones, the rest of the little ones will be easy to deal with.

Hearing Qi Lin's words, everyone hesitated for a while, and then Tang Lian, Lu Yudi, Wuchan who had just arrived, and Tiannurui stood up.

"Mr. Qi, what exactly do you want to do?" With Lei Wujie's relationship, Tang Lian spoke first.

Lu Yuzhai didn't want Tang Lian to make such a mistake at first, but he still wanted to restrain the restless senior and brother Wushuang not to draw his sword impulsively.

Qi Lin smiled and said, "Master Wangyou passed away. As a disciple, Wuxin wants to bring Master's relics home. So I ask everyone for a way."

Tang Lian and the others knew in their hearts that Qi Lin was not borrowing a way from them, but from their teacher.

"I received an order to send the golden coffin to Jiulong Temple, sir, please don't make it difficult!" Tang Lian couldn't make such a decision at all, and there was a lot of hesitation in her words.

"You can take the coffin away, I didn't want it at all!"

Qi Lin used a little text trick.

Tang Lian suddenly became angry, feeling that this person was just trying to play a rascal, she silently slipped out the fingertip knife from her sleeve.

Qi Lin felt Tang Lian's fighting spirit, shook his head, and said with a smile: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore!"

"Twelve years ago, Tianwaitian went south to crusade against Beili, and returned in a big defeat. He made a covenant with Beili's court and Jianghu to lock up mountains and rivers, and left Wuxin as a hostage.

Now that 12 years are approaching, the Beili court has never said that it will tear up this agreement.Could it be that the leaders of Xueyue City and Wushuang City are planning to tear up the agreement of Suo Shanhe? "

Qi Lin put a big hat on when he came up, Tang Lian and the others couldn't say a word.

How could these disciples decide such a big matter.

In full view, if you say a word wrong, you will be suspected of treason!
"Mr. Qi's words are different. We are not going to kill this Wuxin, so why talk about tearing up the agreement?"

Although Lu Yudi's martial arts was not as good as Tang Lian's, he had more eyes than him, so he directly brought the topic back to Wuxin.

"Amitabha, Master Qi, Junior Brother Wuxin lay down in the golden coffin voluntarily, and Master Dajue just wanted to get rid of his Rakshado secret arts, and had no other intentions."

Wuchan, who was eight feet tall and muscular, tried to show that Jiulong Temple had no intention of hurting Wuxin.

It's just that he doesn't know the past grievances.

"In the past, Ye Dingzhi killed the previous abbot of Jiulong Temple. As a disciple, Zen Master Dajue wanted to avenge his master, which is justified."

Qi Lin opened his mouth to reveal the secret from 12 years ago: "However, since he has been waiting for 12 years, it should not be a few days away."

"Master Wuchan, you can't be the master of Jiulong Temple, and you can't beat me, please take this word back to Dajue, 'Wuxin is waiting to understand the grievances with him at Dafanyin Temple'!"

There was a look of embarrassment on Wuchan's face, but he was relieved in his heart. He still remembered the time when he was with Wuxin when he was a child, and he always had doubts about Dajue's statement in his heart.

"Don't worry, I can definitely be the unintentional master."

With Qi Lin's assurance, Wu Chan clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, turned and left, and took the golden coffin away by the way.

"Tang Lian, the coffin was taken away by the Jiulong Temple, and Wuxin will meet Dajue at the Dafanyin Temple. Your mission no longer exists, do you still want to persist?"

Tang Lian is a person who accepts death, Qi Lin can't persuade him, so he just wiped out his mission.

Even if there were new orders from Xueyue City, Tang Lian would not have time to react.

The Tang Sect is famous for its hidden weapons and poison techniques, yet it is a miracle that such a gentleman as Tang Lian has been raised.

Facing Qi Lin, he couldn't say anything, sighed, and went to send news to Xueyue City with Tian Nurui.

"I'm not a gentleman like Tang Lian, and I'm not like Wuzen and Wuxin. I just obey my teacher's orders. When my teacher asked me to take the person in the coffin back, I will do so."

Lu Yuzhai waved the long spear in his hand, expressing that he would never compromise.

Depressed Wushuang regained his energy in an instant, jumped up and said, "Brother, are you ready to fight?"

"No!" Qi Lin waved his sword finger, directly rejecting Wushuang's sword energy.

"As I said, I will not draw my sword again tonight."

"Does Wuxin have anything to do with your Wushuang City whether you return to Tianwaitian or not? Song Yanhui is so active because he wants to compete with Xueyue City for the leader of Jianghu.

But so what if you snatch Wuxin, don't listen to the arrangements of the majesty in Tianqi City for how to deal with it in the end. "

"When the time comes, the imperial decree will be issued. Will Song Yanhui listen or not?"

Lu Yudi's palms were sweating, he had already seen the scene where he had worked so hard to snatch Wuxin, and then the emperor ordered him to be released, and people in the Jianghu laughed at Wuxin City.

"What a master, brother can't beat him!" Wushuang couldn't think of so much, he just felt that his sword energy was forced back into Wushuang's sword box, and he couldn't even do it.

"Go, go and ask Master what to do?"

As a caring little padded jacket, Lu Yudi's first thought was to cheat his master.

Wu Shuang nodded quickly, and then the two brothers and sisters turned around and ran away.

"Speaking so much makes me thirsty!"

Qi Lin looked at the empty courtyard and heaved a sigh of relief. He hadn't said so many words for a long time, and he was worried that he couldn't convince the other party just now.

"It's settled!"

Wuxin flew down with Minghou Yueji who was held by the heart clock.

Qi Lin looked sideways and said, "You owe me a big favor this time."

"I owe you a lot, and I still have one life left, so pay it back slowly, don't worry!"

Wuxin smiled and pushed Minghou and Yueji to the front.

Qi Lin threw out the silver needle to seal their true energy.

The heart clock dissipated, and Minghou was about to struggle to get up.

"Be honest with me! Can the two of you kill Tianquan old man? Can you kill him under the siege of Tianquan villa disciples?"

Qi Lin pushed them down, "It doesn't matter if you are dead, who will pay the debt owed to me?"

After Minghou and Yueji heard the words, they stopped struggling, but Lei Wujie, who had been waiting for a long time, hurried over.

　Whisper for support!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)