Yan Bingyun raised his eyelids, and did not blame these two junior brothers and sisters for destroying one dynasty or two. It was almost the same for him. He stared at the direction of the Puppet Immortal Sect, and said in a stern tone: "Before destroying them, you must find the murderer first. This is the rule of our Demon Sword Pavilion. To take revenge, you must first find the master and then find others."

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Jiandu, since I am the eldest brother, I will never let you die in vain. I will definitely find the murderer for you first, and then use Zhou Wu, Juman and Xiliang to bury you with."

"Chongwu, inform the junior brother inside to drive out the outsiders. All those who didn't get a cup of tea will be killed... no pardon."

Yan Chongwu nodded, took out a yellow sword talisman, and wrote a few words on it. In an instant, all the sword talismans on the sword cultivators lit up.

This is the communication tool of the Demon Sword Pavilion. The content of the sword talisman can be seen within 100,000 meters.

The entire Puppet Immortal Sect suddenly became in chaos.

Seeing the others, Yan Bingyun, who was standing at the back, raised his eyelids, calmly put an ancient book into his arms.

"Buzz,buzz..."

The sword intent is overwhelming.

These sword cultivators from the Demon Sword Pavilion were now looking at the direction of the Puppet Immortal Sect with a solemn expression.

The second generation of disciples were killed.

This is the first time in the history of the Magic Sword Pavilion, and no wonder they were shocked and angry.

"Chongwu, do you want to have a gamble?" Seeing Luo Yuheng, Ye Xiu, Shi Zhan... and others being driven out by many sword cultivators, Yan Yunshang licked his lips and looked at Yan Chongwu with a smile and asked.

"What are you betting on?" Yan Chongwu frowned and looked at him for some unknown reason and asked.

"Just bet who it is, kill Senior Brother Jiandu..." Yan Yunshang said calmly.

"Where is the bet?" Yan Chongwu was stunned and moved. His senior sister is a famous female wealth god in the Demon Sword Pavilion. Relying on his master's doting, he often gets some rewards. If he can get some resources from her, even if it is only a little, it will be enough for him to enjoy it for several years...

"The share of the sect in one year." Yan Yunshang stretched out a finger and shook it in front of him.

"how long?"

Swish!

Hearing the words "a share of a year", Yan Chongwu became alert instantly, took a few steps back, kept a distance of five or six meters from her, and refused decisively, saying, "I won't bet."

What a joke.

Lost the bet.

How can I practice this year? He was pitifully poor when he entered the door late, and he was not as rewarded by his master every now and then. He was still fighting back with his life, so how dare he bet?

"Don't worry, even if you lose the bet, your senior sister won't ask for your pitiful resources." Yan Yunshang gave him a blank look, said unhappy, "I don't like your resources."

"Teacher...Senior sister, I...I am still a child." Yan Chongwu held it in for a long time and said with courage.

What does it mean?

What does it mean to be a child?

Yan Yunshang's pretty face was slightly stiff, and he was stunned for a long time before he could react. He glared at him with a warm expression. Before Yan Chongwu could react, he kicked him in the butt, roared at the top of his lungs, and said, "Get out...get it, even if I am blind, I won't fall in love with you, a little thing. Isn't the elder brother good?"
Chapter completed!