Supreme Swordsman

Chapter 145 Friends have the meaning of making money
The corpses are all over the place, and the blood flows into rivers!
There are more than a hundred Qingyun riders, and there are less than ten people who survived today. Even Ye Jianxiang also died in the charge just now.

With the place where Leng Qianshi stood as the center, nearly a hundred meters around has been stained red with blood, like hell on earth.

Including Bai Le, everyone else was also injured. After seeing Leng Qianshi's death, everyone almost fell down on the spot in a pool of blood, and didn't even have the strength to move.

A quarter of an hour passed, and the rest of Qing Yunqi slowly got up in silence, stood in the pool of blood, and saluted silently to his companion's corpse.

Although the remaining less than ten people were also in a state of distress, the solemnity revealed at this moment was undoubtedly enough to move anyone.

Watching this scene, Bai Le and Yang Peng were silent for a moment, then also struggled to get up, and bowed together with Qing Yunqi.

Leng Qianshi was finally killed by Bai Le, but in fact, everyone knew that the biggest heroes were still these Qingyunqi who were not afraid of death and were willing to use their lives to stop the blood sacrifice.

If they hadn't delayed Leng Qianshi with their lives, Bai Le wouldn't have made it to the end.

Of course, for Qing Yunqi, they were equally grateful to Yang Peng and Bai Le.

Because, everything Bai Le and the others have done has finally made their sacrifices not in vain and helped them defend the reputation and belief of Qingyun Qi!
This battle is the result of everyone's concerted efforts.

No matter who is missing, it is absolutely impossible to win the final victory.

In contrast, the previous grudges between each other have long since disappeared.

"Brother Yang, the matter is in a hurry, and it is too late to get permission. Now I will return the original!"

With a twist of his wrist, holding the Qiuhong sword in his hand, Bai Le bowed slightly thinking about Yang Peng, and said softly.

Although according to his heart, Bai Le was also reluctant to part with Qiu Hongjian, but if he wanted to ask for Qiu Hongjian directly because of the credit for killing Leng Qianshi, Bai Le couldn't do it anyway.

Xinshou took the Qiuhong sword back in Bai Le's hand, and Yang Peng rolled his eyes, and returned the sword to the sheath, "Brother Bai, I think this sword is actually very suitable for you."

Holding the sword in his hand, Yang Peng said slowly, with an expression that I know you are reluctant to return it, "You have seen it before, although the Qiuhong sword is good, but in my hand, it also has the meaning of casting a pearl in secret."

Eyelids twitched slightly, Bai Le looked at Yang Peng and asked, "Brother Yang, you mean to give me the sword?"

"Tsk tsk, yes, Brother Bai, your shameless demeanor is quite like when I was young." Rolling his eyes, Yang Peng said with a look of contempt.

Spreading his hands, Bai Le said helplessly, "Since that's the case, brother Yang, do you want me to envy you for having such a good sword?"

"...Hey, let me say, why didn't I see that your mouth is so poisonous." Snorting angrily, Yang Peng continued, "In a word, tell me who the master brother is, and I will use this Qiuhong sword." Why don't I send you off?"

His heart skipped a beat, but Bai Le still didn't understand on the surface, "Brother Yang, you might as well explain it clearly. If I know, I'll know everything."

"Bai Le, let me tell you, don't play tricks on me!" With a soft snort, Yang Peng grabbed Bai Le with his shoulders on his back, and asked in a low voice, "He's just a master in blue, I I don't want to hide it from you, we met by chance, we are strangers, how could I risk my life to save you."

"Before, we were all rescued by that master brother, and promised him to protect your safety... Then, you still have to say, don't you know who the master brother is?"

With a wry smile in his heart, Bai Le couldn't help but feel a little headache.

The so-called expert brother is basically himself, but could he still tell Yang Peng about this?

At the beginning, it was just casual talk, who would have thought that this Yang Peng not only took it seriously, but also persevered in trying to trace his origin and identity.

"What master in Tsing Yi? I don't know what to call this senior, but Bai Le will thank you personally." Looking at Yang Peng, Bai Le said seriously.

"...Bai Le, let me tell you, we are now a fateful friendship, right? You still want to flirt with me?" Staring at Bai Le with dissatisfaction, Yang Peng questioned angrily.

"Brother Yang, it's not that I don't want to say it... I really don't know who you are talking about! If I knew such a master, I would have asked him to help me a long time ago. I wouldn't be chased by XZ, I almost died Here." Without even blinking, Bai Le's lies came out of nowhere.

It wasn't that he wanted to lie to Yang Peng, it was really a matter of Tongtian Mogong, which involved too much, and he couldn't trust anyone at all.

"You really don't know?" Seeing that Bai Le didn't look like a fake, Yang Peng couldn't help hesitating.

"I really don't know!" Shaking his head, Bai Le replied solemnly.

Rolling his eyes a little discouraged, Yang Peng casually threw the Qiuhong Sword to Bai Le.

Subconsciously catching Qiu Hong's sword, Bai Le couldn't help being a little dumbfounded, "Brother Yang, what are you?"

With an annoyed snort, Yang Peng replied impatiently, "It's a waste of my expression, you really don't know anything about feelings, a broken sword, do you really think I'm rare?"

"..."

A broken sword? !

This kind of Qiuhong sword, even if it is in the spiritual weapon, I am afraid it can be regarded as high-grade. I don’t know how many people will break their heads for it, but it turned into a broken sword in Yang Peng’s mouth. .

Can you be a little richer?

"My old man said, when I can make this sword have spirituality, I can ask him to repair it! Unfortunately, I have carried it for more than ten years, and it has not responded at all. On the contrary, it is you who just got it. The broken sword is screaming as if it has recognized its master, such a heartless broken sword, what should I do here?"

Looking at Qiu Hongjian with disgust, Yang Peng said disdainfully.

"..." Hearing this, Bai Le felt like vomiting blood.

You don't understand the way of swords, and you can't arouse the spirituality of the sword itself. What does it have to do with the sword itself?Still think the sword has no conscience... Is there anything more bizarre than this one?
"But……"

"No but!" Waving his hand, Yang Peng said nonchalantly, "Anyway, I see that I don't have much talent for swordsmanship. I can't learn what my old man does. I will ask him some treasures to save my life." That's right."

"It's too precious." Bai Le still wanted to refuse.

"Hey, let me say, Bai Le, why are you such a mother-in-law, like a woman!" Snorting dissatisfied, Yang Peng said, "A friend has the meaning of making money, what is a sword? If you If you get any treasure that suits me, just give it to me!"

"Unless you don't recognize me as a friend at all, don't talk nonsense to me."

Rolling his eyes, Yang Peng said firmly.

(End of this chapter)