Chapter 16 To be able to borrow the sword of the predecessor, Xuanwu, but that's it...

"Yu Wujie, do you have anything to say?" Zhu Yun asked. 33 Novel Network

"Report to the ancestors, report to the master, since there is no way to target the Xuanwu ancestor, why can't we avoid the battle?" Yu Wujie asked.

Hearing this, some senior leaders in the hall laughed bitterly.

They knew that there was no way to avoid the battle this time. The two ancestors had deep grievances and signed the duel contract today decades ago.

This contract is sworn by the lives of the two people and witnessed by the way of heaven.

If anyone avoids the battle, he will be punished by the way of heaven.

And if the Qingshan ancestor retreats, then the Qingshan Sect will be defeated without a fight!

"Forget it, it's useless to rely on you." At this time, Qingshan Patriarch shouted. Although his expression was solemn, he was much more relaxed than others.

Because he had already considered the countermeasures.

If he could borrow the kitchen knife of Senior Yi from the martial arts hall at the foot of the mountain, he might not be powerless in this battle!

"All of you retreat!" Qingshan Patriarch waved his hand.

"Ancestor."

"Ancestor, what are you doing?"

Without even taking out the plan, Qingshan Patriarch sent people away. Could it be that the ancestor knew that he had no strength to fight and gave up?

If so, then

the faces of the people in Qingshan Sect... were filled with deep solemnity and despair.

"I already have a countermeasure." Seeing this, Qingshan Patriarch also knew that he needed to give these people a reassurance, so he said: "I will borrow a knife. As long as this knife can be borrowed, Xuanwu, hum, it's just that..."

"Knife?"

"What knife?"

Everyone was puzzled when they heard it.

You know, although Xuanwu and Qingshan are in the same realm, they are ten years apart in terms of skills. Although a good weapon can greatly enhance strength, ten years of skills, especially in this realm of martial king, ordinary knives can hardly make up for the gap.

"After I successfully borrow the knife, I will bring it back for you to see." Qingshan Patriarch said with a little impatience. If it weren't for the need to stabilize these people in the sect to prevent chaos at this time, he would not take out this level of knife openly.

Although everyone was still confused and uneasy, they still retreated obediently, and at the same time they were looking forward to the knife that Qingshan Patriarch said.

"Zhu Yun, wait a minute, you accompany me."

However, Qingshan Patriarch stopped the sect master Zhu Yun. After all, Zhu Yun's identity was still different. He felt that it was necessary to let the sect master know about the existence of the senior down the mountain.

If this guy is blind and accidentally provokes him, the consequences will be unbearable.

The two of them soon arrived on the streets of Pingjiang City. There was still some distance from the martial arts hall, and Qingshan Patriarch began to walk with a calm breath.

"Uncle Master, what are you doing?" Privately, Zhu Yun was also the nephew of Qingshan Patriarch. He looked at Qingshan Patriarch puzzledly and asked, "Why don't we just fly over there?"

"Humph, what do you know?" Qingshan Patriarch taught him, "You should also restrain your breath immediately and act according to my instructions later."

Although Zhu Yun was puzzled, he also restrained his breath and then asked, "Uncle Master, does this small Pingjiang City have the knife you need?"

"Frog in the well."

Qingshan Patriarch taught him a lesson and didn't want to say too much to Zhu Yun. At this moment, he was determined to see Yi Feng.

As soon as he walked to the martial arts hall, he saw Yi Feng lying on a recliner at the door.

"It's here." Qingshan Patriarch straightened his body and said excitedly.

"Uncle Master, isn't this just a broken martial arts hall?" Zhu Yun glanced at it casually and didn't look at it any more. He asked in confusion: "You are the dignified ancestor of Qingshan Sect, why do you have to be like this!"

"Shut up."

"Also, no matter what you address me to or what you say, it must not be related to cultivation."

Qingshan Patriarch shouted angrily.

Zhu Yun didn't dare to say anything more.

"Haha, Master Yi." Qingshan Patriarch shouted with a changed expression.

Yi Feng, who was lying at the door, took off the palm-leaf fan covering his face, opened his eyes, sat up and smiled: "So it's you who came!"

"Hey, it's me."

Qingshan Patriarch nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice, with a respectful look on his face.

On the side, Zhu Yun opened his eyes wide.

He, wasn't he seeing things?

The ancestor who usually followed his words in Qingshan Sect was actually like a little chicken in front of a mortal?

Why?

Obviously, this mortal can be killed with just a slap!

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