"boom--"

There was a loud noise in the Qingyun Sect Hall, where the gate was closed, and a huge spiritual power hit the sky, lifting up the roof of the Qingyun Sect Hall, and countless pieces of golden and red glass flew everywhere.

Take action!

On the square, all the disciples who were already guarding each other stood up and unsheathed their swords!

"Protect the junior sister!"

Su Mu had to give Zhao Yang instructions before, and at this time he shouted loudly, a long sword in his hand was horizontally placed in front of him, protecting Zuo Ling'er behind him. The other Qingyun Sect disciples also came to protect him.

People from the fourteen sects slowly stepped forward tacitly and surrounded the disciples of Qingyun Sect.

Fourteen on one, if you take action, Qingyun Sect will never be immune.

Fortunately, the hall only had the sound of the explosion just now, and there was no more noise.

The fourteen sects outside the hall surrounded the Qingyun Sect disciples at this time, and then they all stared at the hall.

"Senior Brother..." Zuo Ling'er held the hilt of the sword in her hand, endured the fear in her heart, turned her face and looked at the hall, and couldn't help but think of Zhao Yang's words in her heart. Only then did she truly understand that the safety of Qingyun Sect was all about Zhao Yang.

In the main hall.

Zhao Yang's spiritual power was gathered to the extreme, but his aura was still inferior to the opponent's team of one of the seventh level of Qi refining and one of the sixth level of Qi refining.

The first level of cultivation is one level of heaven and earth, and the gap in spiritual power cultivation is like a natural barrier.

His face turned red and his arms were raised gently.

He is waiting.

From beginning to end, he did not use a trace of sword energy.

Because if the indomitable sword intent gathers together, it will definitely be a shocking blow!

He has the confidence to kill anyone present, but is this really necessary?

Just as Zhao Yang's finger was about to touch the hilt of the sword, Zuo Lun, who was sitting beside him, suddenly stood up.

"Zhengmaster Zhao, you are still young and energetic. If you have any opinions on the request we have, you can sit down and talk slowly-"

While talking, Zuo Lun stood next to Zhao Yang, and his spiritual power increased, and he picked up the two sides that were confronting each other.

"So are you. Master Zhao is young, and you elders are so hard to twist?"

Mu Cangying and Han Yu snorted coldly, and the fluctuations of their spiritual power gradually converged. Zhao Yang also retracted his spiritual power.

A great war disappeared, and at this moment, the Lord Highness heard a few low breaths.

If the fight really started just now, the first one who suffered was probably those who could not reach the top of their cultivation.

Zuo Lun stretched out his hand and signaled Zhao Yang, Mu Cangying and Han Yu to sit down, and then said in a long voice: "Zhengmaster Zhao, what conditions do you have? You can raise them."

It is possible to raise the offer, but whether to accept it or not is another matter.

At this time, in the hall, it was obvious that Mu Cangying had reached an agreement with Han Yu and joined forces to squeeze the Qingyun Sect.

As for Zuo Lun, this is a real old fox. He seems to be a peacemaker, but in fact he takes the initiative in his hands.

It was not until this time that the real critical moment! All the leaders of the sect who had made requests to Qingyun Sect before sat upright.

Zhao Yang has shown his strength just now. The lean camel of Qingyun Sect is bigger than a horse. With Zhao Yang alone, he can support most of the power.

But this time, with the Xiangying Sword Sect and Jinyang Sect leading the way, and the Cangyan Sect who eats people and does not spit bones next to you, you will never give up if the Qingyun Sect is not hurt.

All of this depends on how Zhao Yang will give in and weigh.

"Zhao Yang knew that his strength was low and it was difficult to revive Qingyun Sect." Zhao Yang shook his head, as if he was very guilty.

"More than a dozen generations of ancestors of Qingyun Sect have overcome all obstacles, and only by struggling and struggling to achieve such a situation in the sect..." Zhao Yang slowly stood up, glanced at the stone statue of the ancestor on the head, then straightened his body, and paused word by word: "If you lose a trace of it in Zhao Yang's hands, how can you have the face to meet the ancestors of all generations!"

What's the meaning!

After Zhao Yang finished speaking, the hall was dumbfounded.

What does it mean to not lose a single trace? What does it mean to have no face to meet the ancestors of all generations?

Is this, don't give in?

Zuo Lun's originally smiling face put away his smile and stared at Zhao Yang: "Zhengmaster Zhao, what do you mean?"

This is slapping him in the face of Zuo Lun in front of the entire Qingkong Mountain Sect!

Zuo Lun's face turned pale and he slowly stood up.

"Zhengmaster Zhao, there are many sects in Qingkong Mountain and fewer sects, which is no different."

The number one sect in Qingkong Mountain and the number one person in Qingkong Mountain, Zuo Lun promised that he could do what he said.

Still too young...

Mu Cangying couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth. She really didn't expect Zhao Yang to be so stupid. At this time, she didn't know how to give in.

wrong!

Mu Cangying suddenly had his eyelids twitching, he stood up and laughed: "I understand that Master Zhao must rely on his sword skills and adhere to the principle of "just taking straight and not seeking from the curve". Maybe he is going to use Brother Zuo to temper his sword intent, right?"

The sword heart is clear! Yes! This is not because Zhao Yang is unwilling to give in, but he cannot give in. He is at the critical moment of tempering the sword heart. If he loses his mind, his previous efforts may be ruined!

The palace was full of knowledgeable people. When they heard Mu Cangying's words, they suddenly felt enlightened.

That's true! Seeing Zhao Yang's face slightly moving, Mu Cangying felt extremely happy!

Zhao Yang chose this when he was tempering his sword heart. Now he directly faced Zuo Lun and let his own sword heart be destroyed. Even if he practiced again, it would be impossible for him to have three or five years.

But after three to five years, I am afraid that no one will still remember Zhao Yang and Qingyun Sect.

If Zhao Yang doesn't allow him at this time, he will fight happily, and maybe he can fight with Zuo Lun to lose both sides!

Mu Cangying and Han Yu's eyes exchanged and left, but they had a very tacit understanding.

Zuo Lun didn't expect this to happen, but he had already said that he had no reason to take it back. He was just a junior with a bit of swordsmanship. Is there too few such people who can kill themselves?

Zhao Yang's face twitched, and he held back the crazy laughter in his heart. Is this Mu Cangying his own undercover?

His hand slowly pressed on the hilt of the sword!

Zuo Lun's spiritual power was gathered, and a terrifying heat was emitted on his body.

good!

Han Yu and Mu Cangying stepped back step by step, giving up space.

"Buzz--"

A faint sword roar was immediately filled with sharp sword energy on the entire hall.

"warehouse--"

The sword in the hands of several swordsmen screamed with a wail, as if shocked by the great pressure.

Zuo Lun raised his arm, and between his palms, a dark fire ball that looked like a dragon rolled. The fire ball seemed to contain extremely powerful power, which made people throbbing all over their bodies when they looked over.

"Senior Zuo, make a deal."

At this moment, Zhao Yang's hand holding the hilt of the sword suddenly put away, leaned into his arms, took out an envelope, and handed it to Zuo Lun.

This - watching Zhao Yangyun calmly restrain all his sword energy, Zuo Lun had the urge to vomit blood.

Who said this guy wanted to use himself to temper his sword heart? Who said that this guy would rather take straight from the top than ask for the top?

Resisting the reversal of spiritual power, Zuo Lun took the envelope, looked at the handwriting on it, then opened the envelope, and took out a slightly damaged piece of letter paper.

"boom--"

Zuo Lun was full of spiritual energy, and a great pressure that was about to lift the roof rose up!
Chapter completed!