The world has always been like this. There are countless and endless storms and waves, but they often calm down quickly. Just like the death of the two elders of Song and He, the people who were watching the audience saw the once unattainable martial arts legends fall into a pool of blood. They are different, and there are many people who are sad about the rabbit and the fox. But how long can they remember? As time goes by and the erosion of the world, people will soon forget the deceased people, or use the fall of the superstars they have witnessed as a topic of conversation with others. Only the remaining blood and the remaining bodies lying on the ground can prove that they have been here.

The two elders of Songhe were dead, Chen Longxiang and Quan Fugui were greatly relieved. The most difficult opponents had been solved, and the rest were just some small fish and shrimps, which could not make any waves. Long Ling's grateful eyes swept across his friends around him one by one, and everyone laughed. It was originally a happy ending, but according to common sense, at this time, there must be a fly to fly out to stir up the situation and make a mess of joy.

"Master Xuanwu, everyone has always respected you, respectful, loyal and righteous, and upright, and always admire Shushan's chivalrous heart and impartiality. However, today, Daozhu Xuanwu killed people, which was arguing in front of everyone. Such a behavior may not be convinced. I hope that Daozhu Xuanwu and Shushan can give so many heroes present an explanation." Feng Liangjie stood up and spoke. Feng Liangjie was originally confronted by Chen and Quan, but was strongly interrupted by Songhe. Afterwards, he was timid among the crowd. He stood up again and mentioned the old things again.

Ouyang Hongxiu snorted and said, "This man is so boring. When facing Songhe and his elders, he shrank like a turtle. I don't know where to hide. As soon as Songhe and his elders died, they jumped out to sing a big show, tugging and talking nonsense, irrelevant and unnutritional nonsense. They obviously wanted to kill my sister Ling'er but didn't dare to say it clearly. They insisted on pulling the people around them together in a big circle. The purpose was not achieved and they lost face. They were very boring. I don't know what it was for."

Chen Longxiang seemed to think that this was very appealing to her appetite, and laughed happily and said, "Sister-in-law Ouyang, some people in this world are like this. If he cannot achieve his purpose, he will feel itchy. If he doesn't scratch it, wouldn't it be uncomfortable? He naturally has to fart a few times to relieve his emotions. However, such big dramas that can be sung by one person are rare. Let me see if it is exciting enough to catch your eyes." As soon as Ouyang Hongxiu said, she really couldn't see such a person who bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong and sticks to the strong, but the sentence Ouyang sister-in-law made her roll her eyes several times.

Quan Fugui is also an active-minded person, saying: "The old saying goes, dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and rats give birth to sons can dig holes. Just now, Ouyang's younger sister said what Mr. Feng is from? Oh, remember, turtle. So, he is a turtle, his father is an old turtle, and his mother is a turtle? I think his father is a turtle, he is just a turtle."

Ouyang Hongxiu heard Quan Fugui call out his younger brother and sister again, and carefully peeked at Long Ling, and then felt relieved when he saw that he had no abnormality. After hearing this, he felt that the three of them seemed to have cursed a little too much. After all, she was also a lady from the family, and this place was also on the mountain of Shu. If you don’t look at monks and Buddhas, you have to give your master some face. So he dissuaded: "Okay, two elder brothers, don’t joke about younger sister anymore. Master Feng, don’t scold him anymore. Look at Master Xuanwu, you don’t say anything, you obviously don’t bother talking nonsense to such people. We are a lot of adults, so don’t be as good as him."

Feng Liangjie heard the three of them singing and reconciling, and he was defamed as worthless. He was angry. However, he had always faced the world in the image of a gentleman. He had to swallow his anger and his face turned blue and purple. "I don't care about you, don't think that you maliciously slander me, and I will retreat. The witch slaughtered many families, hundreds of people, and was full of blood and debts, and his sins were unforgivable. I was in a state of Feng Liang, but I was not good at it, but I believe that justice exists in people's hearts, in heaven and earth, and that right and wrong are distinguished by good and evil. If I scold you, wouldn't it be better to curse the streets of a shrew? I believe that Xuanwu's dignity and respect will naturally give us justice."

Chen Wuxuan sighed and said nothing. He could kill Song Yishou and protect Long Ling but not speak to prove Long Ling's innocence. Because of this situation, he was the head of Shushan. His words and deeds represented Shushan's attitude. Killing Song Yishou with one sword can also be said to be Song Yishou practicing cult skills and openly attacking his fellow martial arts masters. He did this to eliminate harm to the world and clear the world. But to favor Long Ling, one is that there is no evidence to prove Long Ling's innocence, and the other is that these people will not give up, so they can only try their best to protect a few people. Fortunately, these people have not low martial arts cultivation. Apart from the dead Songhe elders, there are not many of them who are their opponents. They are more than enough to protect themselves. These people are not afraid of rushing forward, but they are just mobs who will only tie each other up. They will not get any benefits, but will not only fail to get twice the result.

Unfortunately, Feng Liangjie did not intend to give Chen Wuxuan a chance to remain silent. Seeing that Chen Wuxuan was silent, he knew that Chen Wuxuan was partial. If he did not use some means, he might have lost his reputation in the world. Who would respectfully call "Young Master Feng" in the future? Thinking of this, Feng Liangjie bit his silver teeth and said, "Since Master Xuanwu was silent, I guessed that he agreed to the many heroes present to take action to end the life of the demon woman, to restore peace to the world, and to bring peace to the world. Everyone, let's do it together." This last sentence was said to everyone present who had a deep hatred with Long Ling.

As soon as Feng Liangjie finished speaking, some followers raised their swords and shouted to kill. Someone took the lead, and there was a sound of killing everywhere. In the past, many people didn't dare to go up and were just afraid to take responsibility. As the saying goes, "The gun hits the bird, and everyone can see that Chen Wuxuan is determined to protect Long Ling and his group. At this moment, he attacked them. Even if Shushan doesn't say anything in person, he will definitely remember this hatred in his heart. At that time, this leader is just the bird. It happened that Feng Liangjie was going to stand up and be a leader and bear the anger of Shushan for everyone. Why not do it without doing it? There are more people and fewer people, and each of them tried his best to rush forward, with anger like a tiger.

A disciple of Shushan stood aside and said to Chen Wuxuan: "Sect Master, should we help a group of dragon girls? There are so many people, and they have just experienced a big battle, so I'm afraid they can't resist it."

Chen Wuxuan shook his head and said, "It's okay. Let's see."

At this time, a angrily shout came from the sword casting pool: "Today, I see who dares to touch my wife, who dares to hurt my friend." The voice was so loud and so familiar. Long Ling and Ouyang Hongxiu burst into tears when they heard this sound, and both said in their hearts, "It's him, it's him who is back." Sometimes people's psychology is so strange. Even though they know that a certain person's strength is not stronger than others they know, they still believe that he can support a world for themselves, and that he is invincible and unstoppable. This is a kind of trust, because I know very well that the person I believe in will do everything for him even if he is not strong enough. Li Moling, who stood beside Chen Wuxuan with a sword, was also very happy. It was not because Yun Zangfeng was back, but that person promised to recast a sword for him. At this moment, he must have come with a sword.

A fiery red light flashed over the heads of the crowd. The light fell to the ground and disappeared. A person came. The person was disheveled, with a layer of black gray on his body and face. He had only a few strands of residual cloth covering his shyness on his upper body and lower body. He also had unburned sparks on it. He stood barefoot on the bricks and stones, and his body, which was slightly taller than ordinary people, seemed to cover the sun. The person was holding a sword in his left and right hands. He had a cold light like snow, three feet, three inches and three minutes long, and wide.

But the two fingers, the hilt of the sword is Yazi, each with a blood groove on the front and back, which is majestic and domineering; one with the right hand, with a single blade on one side, and the other side seems to be unfinished, revealing the original appearance of the sword-casting material, the fitness sword hilt is integrated, as if it is natural, simple and generous. If the left-hand sword is a gentleman in the sword with a sharp edge, the right-hand sword is more like an old man with an old man with a unique taste, which is both beautiful and difficult to despise.

Li Moling cleverly walked past the crowd and walked to Yun Zangfeng. Looking at the two swords, he felt an unconcealed excitement in his eyes. He didn't know why it wasn't a big sword, but instead two extraordinary swords, one long and one short, complementing each other, making him very happy. He didn't even know whether these two swords were the swords that the person in front of him had promised to bring him before, but he had a strong feeling that these two swords could not be wrong. He asked the person in front of him who was like a black charcoal head and said, "Is it them?"

Yun Zangfeng grinned, his white teeth exposed from the black charcoal head and said, "Yes. I originally planned to recast the slim hair, but then I found that the slim hair itself was just a good piece of sword casting material, and I had never tempered it at all. So I took my own initiative to make it what I am like. I was a little worried before, but now it seems that this kind of worry is unnecessary. The sword is yours, but you have to lend it to me for a while, how about it?"

Li Moling stared at two swords with long and short, gorgeous and simple, and said in his mouth: "You can lend it to you, you can't break it. Also, you have to return it to me after using it."

Yun Zangfeng smiled even happier: "I will give you back after using it."

After hearing Yun Zangfeng's words, Li Moling withdrew from the circle. Only then did Long Ling have the opportunity to pounce into Yun Zangfeng's arms and wipe the dirt from his face with the scarf he carried with him. While wiping, Yun Zangfeng used the back of his sword to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, just like when he was at Tianqi Peak before, he said: "I'm sorry, I'm late."

Long Ling burst into tears and smiled: "It's not too late, it's just right." Originally, it was late, but the person you like fell from the sky, and it seemed that it was never too late. Every time he arrived, it was just right. Yun Zangfeng let go of Long Ling in his arms, clasped his fists at the few people who had guarded Long Ling before and said, "I won't say much about thanks. I'll sacrifice myself to save my inner son today, and I'm very grateful. You think I'm a friend and a brother, and I'm willing to keep you in love with you. In the future, whenever you can use Yun, you will go through fire and water, and you will never give up."

Chen Longxiang took the lead and returned the courtesy: "Brother Yun, you are polite. There is no need to say more about thanks, let's solve the current situation first."
Chapter completed!