The Immortal Taoist

"Don't let the little disciples dare to speak out in front of the lord?"

Duan Zhenghui was cold and cold, and an invisible force was suddenly pressed against Xia Houjue. Originally, in the identity of his sect, he should not have shot Xia Houjue, but Xia Houjue should not be provocative again and again.

It is true that Aolong and others can easily defeat Xia Houjue, but unfortunately they cannot be shot in the county town. Duan Zhenghui can do it. He only punishes Xia Houjue with a cold cry, but Aaron and others can't do it.

"蹬蹬蹬"

Xia Houjue retired three steps in a row, and his mouth was overflowing with a trace of blood. At this time, he was awake. There are not only disciples of the Swordsman, but also the lords of the Swordsmen. If the sect of the Sword of Heaven is smashed by him, then the Lord of the Epee Gate will not be desperate for him and the Sword of Heaven.

The power of the nine products is indeed more powerful than the ten products. However, the Epee Gate wants to destroy the swords of the crackers, and it will definitely hurt. At that time, the Anshan County Wang Yi Department will certainly have some action. If it is combined with Zhenwu Jianzong and Xuanwu Jianzong, then the Epee Gate must have a big loss.

"Less nonsense, high scores on the sword table!"

Lingdao looked at Xia Houjue coldly and coldly. This person is indeed extremely abominable. Whether it is insulting the swords and disciples, or twirling Luo Zhener, Lingdao is extremely unhappy. After so long, Lingdao has a sense of belonging to the cracked sword.

"It’s ridiculous, when is a squeaky kid who dares to speak out in front of me? It’s a good point on the sword. If you meet me, I will definitely make you die!"

On the sword table, not only the winners and losers, but also the death and death. Of course, if it is a battle between life and death, you must sign a contract of life and death. At that time, no matter who is born or who is dead, the forces in which they are located are not allowed to take revenge.

It is just torturing the opponent, and even the life and death contract is not signed. Xia Houjue has decided that if he meets Lingdao at that time, he must definitely slash Lingdao's gluten tendons and then insult him. Just learned by Duan Zhenghui, he naturally vented his anger to Lingdao.

"Well, I am waiting, talk to me with your sword on the sword table! Now, you can roll!"

Others did not speak. Duan Zhenghui and Zhuang Xin and many elders, if they said these words, obviously lost their identity. Ao Long, Ouyang Susu and others deal with Xia Houjue, naturally it is also a big bully. As for the other four true-handed warriors of the Sword of Heaven, there is no such confidence.

Xia Houjue and others do not know the power of Ling Dao, but Huang Yuer and others are aware. Even the 12 true martial arts peaks are not the opponents of Lingdao. Lingdao wants to teach Xia Houjue, they naturally feel that they can succeed.

"Haha, I didn't think of a waste. I still have such courage. Well, let's see you on the sword, I hope you won't be crying when you arrive!"

Xia Houjue waved his hand and left the place with four other epee disciples. Now that the elders of the Epee Gate are not there, he naturally does not dare to continue to anger Duan Zhenghui, who knows whether Duan Zhenghui will go crazy.

"Thank you brother!"

Luo Zhener looked at Lingdao's eyes and was a little grateful. The previous Lingdao is also helping her out, she is willing to call Lingdao brother, after all, she is much bigger than Lingdao. Among all the people who came to the Swords of the Day, the Lingdao was the youngest.

"The sovereign, is the sword palace really like the disciple disciples?"

Huang Fuer whispered, and the words of Xia Houjue actually made them extremely angry. Anshan’s construction of the Fighting Sword Palace for the Fighting Swords Congress, there are only four palaces, is it too much?

Duan Zhenghui's face changed for a while, but he finally nodded slowly. The struggle between the five forces only built four palaces, and it was obvious that the forces at the bottom did not have a palace. Every day, the cracked swords are the bottom, and Duan Zhenghui naturally has nothing to say.

"This is true. The east side of the fighting palace is the Anshan Temple, the south is the Epee Hall, the north is the Zhenwu Hall, and the west is the Xuanwu Hall. Our Split Sky Swords Annual Fighting Swords Conference is the bottom, naturally without our palace. .

If we are not at the bottom, then among the four palaces, there will be a temple. At that time, our slashing swordsmen came to participate in the fighting sword meeting, there is a palace to live, not like us now, can only live in the inn! ”

Duan Zhenghui’s words made everyone in the cracked swords unconsciously hold their fists. The world itself is respected by strength. Although Xia Houjue is abhorrent, there is a saying that he did not make a mistake. The weak should have the treatment of the weak. If they are strong enough, how can the sword palace not crack the temple?

"Let's go, during this time, you should practice well, don't let go, don't try to bottom this year, otherwise we will still live in the inn after three years of disciples."

Duan Zhenghui's requirements are not high, as long as they don't bottom out. As for winning the championship, he thought, but he knew in his heart that they did not have the chance to win. As long as you don't bottom out, there will be a cracked temple in the fighting palace!

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Fighting Palace, Epee Hall!

"Master, Master!"

Xia Houjue rushed back in a hurry, a trace of blood in his mouth, has not been wiped off until now. He rushed back to nature in order to sue, and Duan Zhenghui did this to him. This thing naturally cannot be counted.

"What happened? Who injured you?"

Xia Houjue’s master is an elder of the Epee Gate. The elders of the Epee Gate are not the same as the elders of the Swordsmen. They are not the martial artists, but the squadrons. Xia Houjue’s master is naturally a warrior in the air.

"Master, you listen to me..."

Soon, Xia Houjue said that he had said the previous things, but what he said from his mouth was completely different from the facts. What he said is quite different from the facts. It seems that he is innocent. Duan Zhenghui deliberately took him out. Those disciples who were slashing in the sky, but also in the presence of Duan Zhenghui, humiliated him.

"It’s ridiculous. As a sect of the Sword of Heaven, Duan Zhenghui’s work is really the same!”

Xia Houjue’s master roared, and his eyes flashed a cold light. He has a natural understanding of his apprentice, and he knows that the facts are not what Xia Houjue said. However, these do not matter, anyway, regardless of the facts, the right is always the epee gate, the cracked sword is definitely wrong.

"Listen well, this time the sword fight meeting, met the disciples of the cracked sword, and gave me a fight. Even if I was killed, there is also the Epee Gate to support you. No, I have to discuss with the doorkeeper. It seems that my epee gate should indeed deter other sects!"

(PS: 17,000 flowers plus more! Five more finished, 0 will still have one more!)