The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

The atmosphere in the entire Sword Forging City became solemn, and the blood-smelling rain added a touch of cruelty to the already chilling atmosphere.

Ouyang and the three people formed a triangle with their backs facing each other, and Leng Qingsong was protected by the three people behind him. None of the three people paid attention to the group of rotten fish and shrimps in front of them.

But the sword cultivators on the opposite side acted as if they were facing a formidable enemy and did not dare to act rashly.

A mysterious man in a mask who can summon countless puppets.

An unfathomable swordsman in white.

A dog-carrying God of War who kills dogs in his sword practice seven times in and seven out!

Each of them is an extremely difficult opponent. Just relying on these low-level casual cultivators to stop the three of them and ask for an explanation seems to be a bit of a dream.

All the monks above the out-of-body stage have died in the Immortal Secret Realm, and the boy who can absorb the Immortal Secret Realm is definitely related.

They just want an explanation, one that can at least convince them!

Otherwise, it will be a fight to the death!

Sword cultivators will always look down on each other, but if they want to become enemies with sword cultivators, the sword cultivators passing by will subconsciously help.

This has become an open secret among sword cultivators.

But a sword cultivator had already torn off his robe, tied the sword tightly to his hand, and prepared to fight desperately.

On the streets of the city, on the roofs, on top of the city gates... there are countless swordsmen standing there holding swords.

Silently looking at Ouyang and the others, he silently expressed his position!

Ouyang originally wanted to make some high-sounding excuses to fool these idiots who shared half of their brains.

But the attitudes of Changsheng and Xiaobai have made it clear that they don't bother to tell this lie. It was indeed Leng Qingsong who killed those great monks. No matter why, they are willing to bear the cause and effect!

As the eldest brother, Ouyang naturally said nothing in a tacit understanding. Instead, he faced the sword cultivators in front of him with the most arrogant attitude.

The three arrogant three faced sword cultivators from the entire city, and with their momentum, they were able to steadily overwhelm each other!

"Everyone! The Taoist friends who were able to come out of the secret realm alive this time were all due to the desperate efforts of the three Taoist friends opposite! Why do you still draw your sword against your benefactor?" Zhao Qiansun's voice sounded again.

Everyone's eyes were once again focused on Zhao Qiansun, who was wearing blue clothes.

Zhao Qiansun said with a sad expression on his face: "Hundreds of great sword cultivators died in the Immortal Secret Realm. This is an unacceptable fact for any of us."

"But have you ever thought about how it was possible for the three fellow Taoists to kill hundreds of great monks in such a short period of time, no matter how good they were? And don't forget, before the three fellow Taoists opposite entered the hall, The great monk was killed by a bloody sword energy!"

Zhao Qiansun's words indeed relaxed a lot of the solemn atmosphere. He was right. Before Ouyang and the others entered, a monk had already died in the palace.

The suspicion of Ouyang and the others can be eliminated, but there is a big problem with the monk in black that the three of them brought out from the palace!

Why did all the monks die in the palace, except for the monk in black?

Zhao Qiansun's words made the swordsmen cultivators look at Ouyang and the three people in front of them, and their expressions softened a lot, but their eyes were once again fixed on Leng Qingsong behind Ouyang.

It can absorb the entire Immortal Secret Realm. The death of those sword cultivators has nothing to do with the black-clothed young man in front of me. No dog would believe it!

Zhao Qiansun stopped talking. From the beginning when Bai Feiyu blocked the sword cultivators alone, to now when Ouyang and the others were surrounded by sword cultivators in the city, he expressed his goodwill appropriately.

This was also Zhao Qiansun's show of goodwill to Ouyang and the others. Zhao Qiansun, who was well-informed, naturally saw that Ouyang and the others were definitely not ordinary cultivators, although there was some misunderstanding that made Ouyang target him several times.

But as long as you can say a few nice words to a few people at their most critical moment, you will definitely gain their favor.

Giving help in times of need is far more precious than the icing on the cake!

But what Zhao Qiansun can do is say a few nice words and stand aside for Ouyang. After all, the lives of hundreds of monks are at stake. He can't stop these sword cultivators with just a few words!

Ouyang bowed his hand towards Zhao Qiansun, indicating that he recognized the situation, but Ouyang chose the simplest and crudest way to break the situation.

That is to go out openly!

"Let's go, take the second son home, I'll see who dares to stop him!" Ouyang shook the dog and strode forward.

A group of sword cultivators immediately came forward with swords in hand!

Ouyang was just about to get angry and rush out of the way simply and rudely.

Tai'a's voice rang out from the sky: "I, the Sword Sect, will bear the consequences of these sword cultivators!"

The sound was like a big bell, shaking the solemn atmosphere.

Everyone looked to the sky. Tai'a, who had a sword hanging on his waist, stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the people below calmly, while Song Mu behind him was holding the sword tightly.

"Does the sect leader want to favor these monks who massacre sword cultivators?" The voices of the sword cultivators gathered together and looked up at the master of swordsmanship in the sky.

Sword cultivators are extremely stubborn, even if they die, they still have to find a reason.

Tai'a did not speak, but waved his hand, hundreds of golden coffins appeared in the air, and then smashed towards the ground.

Each golden coffin, weighing several thousand kilograms, hit the ground and stirred up large amounts of mud.

Tai'a said softly: "Collect the bodies for them. The rain is still falling. They will catch a cold lying on the ground."

The sword cultivators silently collected the corpse of the monk they had never known before, and the process was extremely solemn.

After all the corpses were restrained, all the sword cultivators still stared at Tai'a, hoping that the master of the sword sect could give everyone an explanation.

As the Sword Sect of the Nine Holy Lands, he was originally unreasonable, acting domineeringly and casually.

But today's Tai'a was surprisingly good-tempered. He quietly glanced around at the sword cultivators standing in the Sword Forging City and said: "Since we embarked on the journey of cultivation, we have been fighting against the sky and the earth, and we have been fighting to the death." There are countless people who have eliminated the Tao, and there are also countless people who have come and succeeded. They died for the pursuit of the Tao. They should die without regrets. The Sword Forging City will erect a monument of ten thousand swords. The monks who died this time can go up to the monument for the world's sword cultivators to pay homage. That monk Although there is no intention to kill my sword cultivator, it still has a great relationship, so the Sealed Sword Sect should ask the sword pool for ten years as a warning!"

"The righteousness of the clan leader!" The sword cultivators in the entire city said in unison towards Tai'a.

Ouyang sneered and asked his second son to stay on his own for ten years? What are you dreaming about?

Chen Changsheng rolled his hands in his sleeves, and a puppet that looked like Leng Qingsong was quickly taking shape in his hands.

Bai Feiyu was not worried about Leng Qingsong, but looked at Tai'a with bright eyes.

This Ten Thousand Swords Monument is really well erected!

From now on, all the sword cultivators in the world will have a place to go even if they die!

Consider it a great merit.

Tai'a used his finger as a sword and swiped at the sky at will. The originally cloudy sky seemed to be cut through by a sharp sword.

The heavy clouds were first cut in half, and suddenly the sky turned blue and cloudless!

Tai'a casually raised his hands toward the sky and shouted in a low voice:

"We sword cultivators respect heaven and earth, but heaven and earth should also respect us!"

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I promised a reader to be a supporting actor, but I forgot his name. Is that kid still reading this book? Sorry, can you get back to me? It seems that the supporting actor’s name is Qi, sorry again (；′⌒`)