The plain hand holding the sword deflected slightly, and the sharp edge of the Love Sword left a trail of blood on Master Yu's neck. A voice as light as smoke rang out coldly in the wind: "Reopen the door to the sword pavilion."

The sword master, Yu Jian, frowned deeply, and luckily opened the Love-Destroying Sword in his neck. He looked back at her coldly: "How crazy are you!"

The power that supports the sword pavilion comes from the thirteen sword star ropes. Suddenly one of them is broken, and the balance is naturally broken.

The gate of this sword pavilion is also sealed and isolated from the real world.

If you want to force it open, it will consume the spiritual power of the practitioner.

At this moment, the culprit who cut off the star rope has not yet been caught, and no one knows what changes will happen in the next moment. Sword Master Yu naturally cannot make a small gain at the expense of a big one.

Su Jing pursed her lips, and the palm of her hand holding the sword was trembling slightly. She stared into Sword Master Yu's eyes and said in a cold voice: "Open the door of the sword pavilion. Your son is still inside."

After hearing these words, Sword Master Yu couldn't help laughing angrily: "My son, Master Su, Young Master, is such a noble man who forgets things so much. Why did my Taoist heart break? Don't others know that you don't know it? My

Didn’t my son die on your Nanze Mountain two hundred years ago?”

Su Jing's face turned pale little by little.

The smile on Sword Master Yu's face disappeared, and he glanced indifferently in the direction of the sword pavilion:

"Are you trying to say that the stupid thing created by Ying Ji can be regarded as my son? I am not Ying Ji. I like to indulge in ridiculous things like self-deception. I would rather be sober than escaping from the cruelty of reality.

Living in pain."

He withdrew his gaze and glanced at Su Jing again, his gaze becoming more and more indifferent: "Or...when did you become so unbearable and sober that you took such a dirty thing seriously."

"Dirty things?" Su Jing suddenly raised his eyebrows, his eyes like daggers: "In your heart, do you think those inhuman things are unsightly and unworthy of living in this world?!"

Sword Master Yu sneered: "Inhuman things are in violation of the laws of survival of heaven. To use the word "unsightly" to describe them is to say that he is too high-spirited!"

The emotions that were originally surging in her heart were suppressed bit by bit by Su Jing. Her cold and shining eyes were frozen into ice, surging with dangerous emotions that were almost out of control: "Even so, what about the others? It's all your fault.

Disciple Xi, as the leader of a sect, do you want to abandon them?"

Sword Master Yu said indifferently: "When did Young Sect Leader Su become so compassionate? Don't you always hate the disciples of Tianxi the most? It's natural for you to worry about their lives."

Su Jing took a deep look at him, and in the mist, a pair of cold and beautiful eyes melted with a cold expression: "Bailiyu, one day, you will pay the price of your pride with blood."

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Yingxiu was surprisingly angry when he saw Bailian acting as if nothing had happened, as if he were just fetching something from his library.

He wholeheartedly believed that only he and his father could read the Taishang Daoqing Sword Jue.

Such an illegitimate child of unknown origin!

How does he deserve it?

Ying Xiu strode forward with eyes that wanted to eat someone. Even if he used force in the sword pavilion, he would take back what was his at all costs.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a few steps, a faint orange light like a spider web came over him.

Ying Xiu's cheeks and body were swept away by the strange orange light. His cheeks felt cold at first, as if they had been poured over by cold rain, and then his whole body fell into an uncontrollable numbness, and he could stop walking completely out of control.

There was a cry of surprise from behind.

Balian also put down the parchment in his hand, frowned, and looked at Ying Xiu.

Ying Xiu couldn't even move his eyes, and his body became yellow and shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's like a piece of old yellow talisman paper that has been left out for a long time. It has been soaked in water and dried in the sun. The surface has become wrinkled and lifeless.

Qi Liancheng frowned when he saw it, and he suddenly realized in his heart, that damn Erhe Burial Heart, there was no sign of cutting off the Thirteen Swords Star Cord, this was to cut off his escape route.

At this time, he didn't care about Zang Zhuo. He shot like lightning, and the back of his hand, which was just like an ordinary person's, was covered with a layer of light blue scales for an instant.

His palms quickly penetrated into the orange light, clasped Ying Xiu's body, and pulled him out dangerously.

Seeing the instant changes on the back of his hand, Balian narrowed his eyes and remained calm.

"What's going on? Oh my god, how could His Royal Highness suddenly become like this?"

Someone is about to step forward.
Chapter completed!