An intimidating cold aura emanated from him.

The so-called guest guests are, to put it bluntly, collaborators.

He is now one head and two heads tall.

"Why don't we take out the sword manual and let everyone take a look at it? What do you think the elders think?"

Hearing this, the three people sitting on the chairs did not speak, but looked at each other, with a smile on their lips.

Lin Mang ignored Zhong Yuanhu at all, but looked at Su Lie in surprise.

During this time, the injuries in his body had almost recovered.

Lin Mang frowned and didn't intend to pay attention to it, but then he thought about it and now he also holds the position of guest minister of Qingming Sword Pavilion, so he nodded and said: "I understand."

This sword code was originally left by the Supreme Master of the Sword Pavilion, and it was also the basis for their foothold in Xuanli.

The more Su Lie behaves like this, the more confident Zhong Yuanhu and others become.

"etc!"

The Sword Code is the highest inheritance of Qingming Sword Pavilion and contains the secrets of swordsmanship.

Su Lie sat on the Grand Master's chair at the top with a hint of sadness between his brows.

"Pavilion Master, they can fight whenever they want. How can we be afraid of them?"

Their hearts were filled with astonishment.

Zhong Yuanhu smiled lightly and said: "Pavilion Master, I heard that the sword code of our Qingming Sword Pavilion is mysterious and unparalleled. I wonder if you can take a look?"

"But... a fool, a fool like you!"

Especially now that Qingming Sword Pavilion is facing difficulties, the combat power of a Tongtian realm is extremely precious.

Lin Mang retracted his hand, looked at Su Lie, and said calmly: "Pavilion Master Su, you are just wasting your time by making excuses with them."

The competition between the two factions has lasted for more than three hundred years, and it can be said that they have deep hatred.

They provide shelter and resources, learn martial arts skills, and guest ministers do things for them.

The fingers on the table were slightly flexed, the knuckles were trembling slightly, and the five fingers seemed to be embedded in the table.

This time it is not so much the Xuanyuan Sword Sect that is concerned, but rather that the various forces in Xuanzhou are concerned.

His so-called Yi Guan Jian Dian is just to maximize his own interests.

"Not a good guy, not a bad guy."

The three guests sitting on the right side kept looking at Lin Mang, frowning slightly.

Just when Su Lie was about to speak, the bearded man beside him lay lazily on a chair, looked at Su Lie sideways, and said impatiently: "Waiting for so long is a waste of my time."

Nirvana, Tongxuan... there are different opinions.

Su Lie's eyes looked outside the palace, with a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes, and he said quietly: "Master has entrusted the sword pavilion to me, so naturally I cannot give it to others easily."

So he didn't hesitate to take the lead, put a hat on Lin Mang, and even tried to provoke the anger of the other people.

The four of them shook their heads and looked at each other, which was regarded as a greeting.

"Tell me, are you from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect?!"

An extremely domineering will came from heaven and earth, leaving him unable to resist at all.

"This time the Xuanyuan Sword Sect proposed a competition, and I have agreed."

"That's right!"

The second elder of Qingming Sword Pavilion was frightened and angry. He started to slap the case, but there was a trace of panic in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said: "This is my Qingming Sword Pavilion's territory. You are killing people so unscrupulously. Why don't you let me, Qingming Sword Pavilion, go free?"

In your eyes?"

"How about the minority obeying the majority?"

Su Lie moved his steps, subconsciously stretched out his hand, and hurriedly spoke.

"Pavilion Master, it seems that in your heart, this sword code is far more important than our lives."

Su Lie frowned slightly, feeling a little bad in his heart, and asked, "I wonder what Brother Zhong means?"

Su Lie reluctantly showed a smile and smoothed things over.

Of course it's not a joke.

"How can we give up our sect's foundation to others!"

After saying that, Su Lie turned to look at Zhong Yuanhu and the others, and said in a deep voice: "Guys, I hope we can help you when the time comes."

Qingming Sword Pavilion always invites a group of elders to talk to the guest if there is any important matter. This is also a way for them to show their courtesy and respect to the guest.

Lin Mang's figure disappeared from the place instantly, leaving only an afterimage.

Su Lie nodded, stretched out his hand and said, "Brother Lin, please sit down."

"If you have any other requests, please feel free to put them forward, and Su will do his best to fulfill them."

Lin Mang smiled softly and said calmly: "It's okay, I don't remember the faults of villains."

Lin Mang was holding the tea and sipping it slowly, with a calm expression, as if he were watching a play.

boom!

The terrifying power of the soul struck, causing the two of them to freeze in place.

Lin Mang looked at Zhong Yuanhu with a half-smile, and sneered: "I didn't agree to your proposal."

"good!"

"What?"

joke?

"enough!"

"Are you crazy?"

Zhong Yuanhu closed his eyes and looked indifferent.

With a smile on his face, Zhong Yuanhu said slowly: "It's no problem to participate in the competition."

The two guests sitting under Zhong Yuanhu sat up in shock, shocked and angry.

Although Lin Mang noticed these things, he didn't care much about them and stayed in the Sutra Pavilion every day.

Lin Mang retracted his hand and said calmly: "Pavilion Master Su, we'd better kill all these losers."

He always likes to solve things cleanly.

Zhong Yuanhu was not a good person to begin with, but he didn't expect that Lin Mang also had a tough personality.

Lin Mang nodded slightly and sat down on the yellow flower chair beside him.

Su Lie looked at Zhong Yuanhu and said solemnly: "It's not that Su is unwilling, but that our sword code can only be viewed by the masters of the sword pavilion in the past."

What's more serious is that if this matter is publicized, even if Qingming Sword Pavilion can defeat Xuanyuan Sword Sect, its reputation in the world will be ruined in the future.

I didn't ask Su Wenyan before because I was afraid of arousing suspicion.

He and Zhang Sanfeng teamed up to defeat Xu Fu, but Xu Fu was an old fox who had been hiding for more than a thousand years, so how could he be compared to these guys?

Su Lie shouted coldly, stretched out his hand to slap the table, and said loudly: "What do you think this place is?"

"Pavilion Master, we just want to watch the sword canon and improve our strength. Without the sword canon, we can't improve our strength. If we compete with the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, wouldn't we lose our lives?"

Su Lie smiled helplessly and sighed: "How could I not know."

During this time, he also had a general understanding of Su Lie.

Zhong Yuanhu stood there blankly, the look of shock on his face not disappearing.

The sound of two heads shattering sounded together, and blood splattered, which could be clearly heard in the hall.

Lin Mang thought of a word in his mind.

"Bang!"

Killed them all?

Su Lie's expression changed slightly, but before he could speak, Lin Mang had already taken action.

As the saying goes, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain. Since they are also practicing swordsmanship, fights are inevitable.

Song Hanfeng, the elder of Jiange, frowned slightly and said in a bad tone: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

But his soul was completely shattered at this moment, and his breath was gone.

Su Lie suddenly had murderous intent in his eyes!

There was a bit of ruthlessness on his gentle face, and he gritted his teeth and remained silent for a long time.

Lin Mang slowly put down the tea cup and said calmly: "Do you know who dies the fastest in this world?"

Although the Tongtian realm is difficult, it is still too easy compared to the lower realm, and it does not even require too much fighting.
To be continued...