Martial Revolt of the Nine Heavens

The Qingyun Sword, a precious sword passed down from generation to generation by the master of the Thirteenth Sword Tower, was broken by Yao Lao with one finger.

Above this peak, the tree fell down and people flew, but behind Yao Lao, it was still quiet, not damaging any grass or tree.

"This is Martial Dao?" Mo Que was shocked.

He also used his finger to pick up the sword. He had previously received Yan Beifeng's sword, and the wooden chair under his body disintegrated, but Yao Lao picked up the sword with one finger and did not damage any grass or tree behind him.

"You deceive people too much!"

The woman in Tsing Yi was blown away by Yao Lao's finger, and her hair was disheveled, no longer graceful.

She reappeared, holding the Qingyun Sword, pointing at Yao Lao's eyebrows.

"Humph!" Yao Lao still pointed and flicked the sword lightly.

The woman in Tsing Yi was suddenly shaken, Qing Yunjian let go, and was caught by Yao Lao's two fingers.

"Shh!"

The old man Yao didn't turn back, he threw the sword behind him, the Qingyun sword pierced into the roof of the medicine building, and the body of the sword trembled.

"You can't even hold a junior, and you are so narrow-minded that you are equipped to cultivate a sword?" Yao Lao coldly said: "Today, I will temporarily detain your Qingyun sword. If you are not satisfied, come and take it at any time!"

In the surrounding area, the other six landlords saw that Yao Lao was so powerful, and their faces changed drastically, and they were in a dilemma.

"And you!" Yao Lao turned his head, looked at the remaining six, and said, "You bullied the medicine building today, and since you have forced me to take action, you will have to pay some price!"

"Come on!"

The six landlords changed their color, and no longer had the slightest arrogance, they turned their heads and walked away with their swords.

"He is only one person, leave separately!"

The six landlords flew to different directions at the fastest speed.

"When you came to my pharmacy, I didn't allow you to leave without my permission, and now I don't allow you to leave, who can leave?" Yao Lao stood on the spot and did not go after him.

With his left hand behind his back, he waved his long sleeve in his right hand, and rolled up a few fallen leaves from the ground.

"Shhhhh!"

Holding the fallen leaves in his hand, he stretched his fingers and flicked it, six leaves, flying in six directions.

"Boom!"

Six dazzling sword lights appeared from six different directions, and the sword pointed at the sky, none of which was weaker than the woman in Tsing Yi.

"Is this the Martial Dao powerhouse?" Mo Que felt a little scalp numb, and a few leaves forced the landlords to make an all-out effort!

"Don't stay, go, take back all their swords, a few villains, insulting kendo!" Yao Lao turned around and said to Mo Que.

"Me?" Mo Que was stunned.

Although he is fearless against the enemy, the premise is that there is a chance of victory.

If you go to get the sword of the landlord-level character, you will die!

"They are not dead or disabled now, they can't hurt you, and they don't dare to hurt you!" Yao Lao finished speaking, flicked his sleeves, and walked into the medicine building.

The meaning of the words seems to be deliberately intimidating the landlords. Seeing Yao Lao's methods, I'm afraid that the landlords will be brokenhearted and will not dare to take action against Mo Que.

Mo Que then left the peak and followed the direction where the landlords left.

"hiss!"

When he found the first owner, he couldn't help gasping for air.

I saw that within a hundred feet of this place, it was flattened by a sword. One of the previous landlords had blood on his arms and broken bones in both hands.

"The scene here, and the wound on his hand, were caused by the old leaf that took the medicine from the sword?" Mo Que was startled and stepped forward.

The man had broken bones in both hands, and the long sword had already dropped out of his hands and fell to the ground. After Mo Que picked it up, he went to look for others. Along the way, the several landlords I saw were more miserable than each other. Either they were shaken by Yao Lao Ye's hands, or they fainted and died on the spot.

Mo Que took their swords in shock and hurried back to the pharmacy.

"Shhhhh!"

Just before he walked to the medicine building, in the void, there were more than a dozen figures, stepping on swords, and landing on the ground.

"The previous movement, but Yao Lao shot?" Before a dozen people fell into the medicine building, all of them had a strong aura, not weaker than the previous landlords.

"Why, you are coming to me for accountability?" Yao Lao was in the building and said lightly.

There is no doubt that these people are also the landlords of the Sword Building, attracted by the movements of the previous six landlords.

"This is……"

Seeing the six long swords that Mo Que brought back, the landlord who arrived did not change his color.

The six landlords have all had their swords taken away?

Their scalps are numb, and they beat the six landlords by one person? How powerful is Yao Lao?

"The swords of the landlords are handed down from generation to generation. I don't know why Yao Lao took it?" A landlord asked at the door, not daring to enter.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. If you want to retrieve these swords for them, you can either come in now or leave as soon as possible!" Yao Lao's domineering voice came from the building, as if he was disdainful to explain to these landlords.

The landlords outside the door looked at each other in dismay, but they didn't know how strong Yao Lao was, and it was silent for a while, and no one spoke.

"Go back all!"

A man in white appeared and landed gracefully. Seeing this, all the landlords saluted: "The landlord!"

Even the landlords of the first floor, Bai and Mo, were disturbed, which shows how much movement the pharmacy has made today.

"You guys go back first, I have something to discuss with Yao Lao." The white-haired man waved his hand, but his eyes fell on Mo Que.

The other landlords left according to their words, but many landlords looked at Mo Que secretly.

This is the descendant of Yao Lao, the body cultivator boy who guards the Yaolou with one person and two fingers?

The landlords of all parties kept their thoughts hidden and continued to leave.

"You come in with me." After Bai Yumo finished speaking, they walked into the medicine building first.

Mo Que didn't know this person, but seeing that the landlords were so respectful to him, he could vaguely guess his identity, so he walked into the building together.

"Yao Lao took action today and made such a commotion. It seems that he really considers this young man to be his successor." Bai Yumo walked into the building, looked at Yao Lao, and sighed softly.

"They said that Martial Dao's road is broken. Even if this child wins the Star list, it will be a waste. I wonder what the landlord thinks?" Yao Lao continued to sort out the medicinal materials in the building without raising his head.

Yao Lao hasn't made a move for many years. The reason for making such a commotion today is to deter all the buildings and prevent them from targeting Mo Que.

The first owner knew in his heart that Yao Lao had made up his mind to accept this young man as his heir.

"I know that it is Yao Lao's obsession to continue on the road for Martial Dao, but... this way does not exist anymore!" Bai Yumo looked complicated.

In his heart, the road to Martial Dao is indeed broken. No matter how good Mo Que is, even if he wins the Star list, he will not be able to achieve success in the future.

"It turns out that the landlord thinks so too!" Yao Lao raised his head, his face was frosty, and said, "Since this is the case, there is no need to say more, the landlord please come back!"

Bai Yumo looked at the swords in Mo Que's hands and couldn't help sighing bitterly.

The swords of each landlord are handed down from generation to generation, and each of the thirty-six swords has its own strengths and can form a powerful sword formation.

Now that six of these swords have been lost, plus the one on the top of the medicine building, seven lost swords will make the strength of the sword building much weaker.

As the master of the sword tower, how could he not care?

"I don't know what Yao Lao wants?" Bai Yumo knew that Yao Lao kept these swords because he wanted to negotiate conditions.

But he couldn't help it, after all, it was those landlords who offended first.

Yao Lao put down the medicinal materials in his hand, stared directly at Bai Yumo's eyes, and said, "I want to take him into the Sword Tomb!"