Turns Out I'm the God of War Who's No Appeal
To be able to borrow a senior sword, Xuanwu, But that's it...
“Yu Wujie, what do you want to say?” Zhu Yun asked.
"Our ancestor Qi, Sect Master Qi, since there is no way to target ancestor Xuanwu, why can't we avoid war?" Ask Yu Wujie.
Hearing this, the few higher-ups in the hall smiled wryly.
However, they knew that this time around, it was impossible to avoid the war The two ancestors had deep grievances and signed a duel contract today several decades ago.
This contract was sworn with their lives and witnessed on the way of heaven.
Anyone who avoids and does not resist will be punished in the way of heaven.
And if the Qingshan ancestor retreated, then the Qingshanmen would be defeated without a fight!
“Forget it, there is no point in relying on you.” At this moment, ancestor Qingshan shouted, although his expression was also solemn, but his heart was much more relaxed than the others.
Because he had already considered a countermeasure just now.
If you can borrow a kitchen knife from Senior Yi from Yamashita Martial Arts Academy, this battle is not necessarily without battle power!
“You all back down!” Old Ancestor Qingshan waved his hand.
"Our ancestor."
"Our ancestor, who are you?"
Before this attention was taken, the Qingshan ancestors sent people to leave, could it be that the ancestors knew that they did not have the strength to fight and give up on themselves?
If so, then Qingshanmen ...
Everyone's faces were filled with sincerity and deep despair.
"I've had a countermeasure." Seeing this, ancestor Qingshan also knew that he needed to give these people certainty, so he said: "I'll borrow a knife, as long as this blade can be borrowed, Xuanwu, yes , but that's all.…”
"Kiss?"
"What knife?"
When everyone heard this, they were confused.
You should know that even though Xuanwu and Qingshan are in the same realm, they have a ten-year skill difference.Although a good weapon can greatly increase strength, but a ten-year skill, a, especially in this realm of martial kings, ordinary swords could be used. Can't really make a difference.
"After I manage to borrow the knife, I will bring it back and show it to you," Old Ancestor Qingshan said impatiently. If not for the need to stabilize these people at the door to prevent chaos at this level, this level of Knives, he would not have openly taken it out.
Although everyone still had doubts and anxieties, they still obediently retreated, and at the same time, they were also looking forward to the sword that ancestor Qingshan had said.
"Zhu Yun, wait, you accompanied me on the way."
If this girl is unable to open her eyes and accidentally provokes, the consequences cannot be given.
The two of them soon arrived at the streets of Pingjiang City, and they were still some distance away from the martial arts hall.
"Uncle Master, who are you?" Personally, Zhu Yun was also the nephew of Patriarch Qingshan. He looked at Patriarch Qingshan and asked, "Why don't we just fly there."
“Hmph, what do you know?” Old Ancestor Qingshan taught me a lesson: “You also immediately gave me control, and I will act after seeing my eyes.”
Although Zhu Yun was confused, he held his breath, and then asked, "Uncle, does this small town of Pingjiang have the knives you need?"
"The frog at the bottom of the well."
Old Ancestor Qingshan taught him a lesson, and he could not bear to talk too much with Zhu Yun. At this moment, he was looking at Yi Feng wholeheartedly.
As soon as he walked into the martial arts hall, he saw Yi Feng leaning against the recliner at the door.
“There is here.” Old Ancestor Qingshan said excitedly, straightening his body.
"Uncle, isn't this just a broken martial arts hall?" Zhu Yun glanced at him casually and did not see him again, and asked inexplicably: "You are my dignified Qingshanmen ancestor, why are you doing this? !"
"Shut up."
"Also, later, whatever the title or all of its aspects, it should not be related to cultivation."
Old Ancestor Qingshan shouted furiously.
Zhu Yun did not dare to speak anymore.
“Haha, Mr. Yi.” Old Ancestor Qingshan shouted with a different expression.
Yi Feng, who was lying in the doorway, removed the fan covering his face, opened a glance, sat down and smiled, "So, it's you!"
"Hey it's me."
Old Ancestor Qingshan nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice, with a respectful expression on his face.
Moreover, Zhu Yun opened his eyes wide.
Him, right?
The old ancestor, who usually followed his words at the Qingshan Gate, actually looked like a chicken in front of a human?
wh why?
Clearly, this mortal could be slapped to death with an ordinary slap!