"What if I don't hand over?"

The tone was not high and the tone was calm. But outside the hall, Haita next to the door was slightly stunned, and then frowned slightly.

It’s not narcissistic, because the fact is that there are really not many people in this world who dare to disobey the master’s opinions! Even the arrogant King Bran, the powerful family and the powerful, etc., aren’t it just that the master’s words that obediently eliminated the intention of the new marshal of the Zichen Legion?

What is Tang En... thinking about?

Compared to Haita's shock and surprise, the members of the secret organization who were also guarding the door felt different. Of course, they knew that the inconspicuous old man sitting inside was Bran Sword God, but because of this, they instantly admired Tang En, who dared to say no to the Sword God, and their bodies were trembling with excitement... Fuck, the boss was simply a mess!

In the hall, Wu Ding's expression was still calm, without any sign of anger. Well, at least it seemed like this on the surface. After thinking about it, calmly asked, "The price is not enough?"

"Yes." Tang En did not deny it, and nodded for granted it.

Damn... The members of the secret organization outside the door were filled with blood and subconsciously covered their faces when they heard this, and couldn't bear to look at them. Boss, Boss, the sword god's martial arts and mental skills can be picked out for three books. The price is no less. Everyone will be ecstatic... Well, you can say that it is not enough. But can you not be so afraid of strength and arrogant, like a fearless warrior. Now you suddenly turn into the bargaining face of a mercenary vendor? This is so fast that you can't bear it at all...

Tang En naturally didn't know that his tall image had collapsed, and continued, "It's not that I'm greedy. I guess you always know the current situation in the north. The Temple of Light is the same as my power and water. I will never die. The reason why I can force the Temple to this point is because of those Dou Qi circulation channels. You always ask me to hand over it... It's not that I don't give you face, nor that I look down on those three martial arts techniques. I just think that if there is nothing outside, you can find it again, but my life, my brother's life, and so many people under my command, there is only one life! Are you right?"

Wu Ding's eyes drooped slightly when he heard this, as if he was thinking.

The sea tower outside the hall sighed and nodded slightly. The reason is this. The Temple of Light hated Tang En to the core. Once he took back the killing weapon at hand and countless warriors dispersed, the Temple of Light would definitely launch a crazy counterattack against him and the people around him, and would never give up... Alas, it was difficult for both sides, and it was troublesome...

Boss... At this time, the members of the secret agency changed their minds again when they heard this. They stared at Tang En straight shoulders and suddenly felt that this figure, which was omnipotent in the past, now seemed so thin and powerless. It was like the wings of cicadas under the storm, trembling. But they were cautious in protecting everyone... I'm sorry...

Let’s not talk about the complicated thoughts of the people outside the hall, but pondered for a little, Wu Ding raised his eyes and said, “Those prices are still counted. In addition, you follow me up the mountain as a guest... Well, follow me to the residence as a guest. How about it?”

Tang En was stunned when he heard this, and then quickly understood. It has to be said that this is indeed a good idea. Once Tang En becomes a guest minister in Sword God Mountain, he is also the only guest minister. No matter how much the Temple of Light hates him, he must consider whether it is worth it before taking action.

Of course, as long as your mind is not short-circuited, you will know that this is not worth it. After all, Woodin is not just a person in the pure sense. He is the God of Swords. Going to fight with him is equivalent to going to fight with his supreme reputation and influence for hundreds of years. Bran will be in chaos by then!

However, Tang En thought about it and simply shook his head: "I thank you for your kindness first, but I'm sorry I can only appreciate it. I have a reason to stay here. Moreover, I'm not used to being protected by others and living a life of sanity!"

After pausing, Wu Ding frowned slightly, as if he was displeased. Tang Enguang glanced at the eyes, his heart trembled, and then continued, "Of course, if you can always agree to my request, without saying a word, I will present those Dou Qi circulation channels with both hands."

“What are the requirements?”

Tang En blinked: "It's very simple, huh, I heard that you don't have a good relationship with the temple?"

The picture shows how to find out! This is what Tang En really demanded. He is not as great as the members of the secret agency thought. The previous statements and the weak attitude they put forward were just adding bargaining chips to the negotiations.

As for those Dou Qi circulation channels, Tang En didn't care at all. Anyway, there were problems. Since you want it, take it. Of course, you must pay a little price, such as suppressing the Temple of Light with me...

After a few breaths of silence, I suddenly laughed, "Haha..." Wu Ding shook his head and laughed, looking at Tang En playfully, "It's interesting, you kid really dare to think!"

That was really too daring to think about it... Haita also shook his head speechless, with a helpless smile. He dared to provoke the two pillars of the Bran Empire, the Sword God and the Temple of Light to fight... You can think of it!

Of course, no matter how much he smiles, Haita doesn't think his master will agree with this ridiculous proposal. The reason is as he said before, compared to the temple with a thousand-year-old heritage, Tang En's power is still too small. So in order to quickly stabilize the chaos in the north, it is naturally not necessary to consider which side to choose to stand on.

Sure enough, Wu Ding rubbed his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I really don't have a good impression of the temple, but killing you seems to be a better and simpler choice compared to this difficult bone."

It sounds like a joke that just says casually, but who can be sure that there is no real intention hidden in the words of the Sword God?

Tang En's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled, even nodded, as if he agreed with this opinion: "Killing me is indeed the easiest solution. Well, why not... try it?"

Wu Ding finally raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard this, no longer had his calm expression before, and looked at Tang En again. If he hadn't really heard the provocation from these words, he would have drawn his sword and slashed this bold guy now, so that he could know that the title of Sword God is not just a saying...

Without avoiding it, Tang En directly looked at Wuding: "Are you interested in betting a game with the younger generation? I will take your move. If I die, then this matter will be over. If I survive by chance, the Dou Qi circulation channel will still belong to you. But you have to go to the Northern Temple with me, how about it?"

"Are you serious?"

"certainly……"

"Of course, that's a fart!" Suddenly, Philip rushed in from outside the door, "Haha, grandfather, don't mind, I understand this kid, he has a problem with his brain, and he speaks like farts. It can't count at all..." While waving his hand and speaking anxiously, Philip pulled Tang Ensheng aside with excitement, and scolded him, "You're really shitty? Take my grandfather's move... Can anyone take it? Even if you want to die, you don't have to die so much, no suspense..."

"Uh... Calm down, calm down, don't be excited..." Tang En looked helpless.

Looking for death? No, he is seeking life in death!

In fact, Tang En really has no other choice now. Wu Ding came here this time, obviously to quell the chaos in the north as soon as possible. And Tang En is the easiest to deal with it, so he was naturally regarded as the target of attack. In this way, what can he do? Hand over the fighting qi circulation channels obediently and follow Wu Ding up the mountain. He seems to be a guest, but in fact he is a prisoner?

No! Of course Tang En doesn't want to! He can't stand the humiliation of surviving, but he will say that the gray-clothed army that broke out from the 100,000 mountains soon will never leave the north.

But the result of unwillingness is likely to anger Woodin. The murderous intent he felt before was not fake. Once the talk broke, the Bran Sword God didn't mind destroying him in exchange for peace in the north.

So Tang En took the lead in making this proposal that was somewhat tricky, one move is only needed! No matter what the result is, it is much more likely to survive with Woodin and start a war directly.

And once this is done, with the powerful bodyguard of the Sword God, Tang En, will definitely be able to stir up the Northern Temple... Even if there is no Dou Qi circulation channel, the forces in the North of the Temple should stop. And when they recover, the gray-clothed army should come out...

It's a killing of two birds with one stone... Thinking of this, Tang En patted Philip's extremely excited shoulder: "Oh, have confidence in me."

"Bad, I only have confidence in your killing in one move!" Seeing that persuasion was useless, Philip took a step back and looked at Tang En with a look of the dead, using his trump card, "Okay, I can't control you, if you miss, go. But don't worry, I will take good care of you, Joshya."

"Don't get out of paralysis!"

...

Philip finally left the side hall. There was no way, even the crazy trick of "Your Wife, I raised me" was useless. What could he do? He had no choice but to leave with the Haita who was sending the sword in.

After sending this weird bad friend, Tang En walked back to the table and looked at Wu Ding who was standing with a sword. He couldn't help but be stunned: "You... are you really using a sword?"

Wu Ding was also stunned when he heard this. He looked at the sheathed sword in his hand and asked inexplicably: "Is there any problem?"

"Uh, of course there is no problem..." After scratching his head, Tang En's mouth twitched, and he still said what he was thinking, "I thought that like a master like you, the action would be unfathomable. For example, using a reference sword, no sword is better than a sword, or flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people. For example, picking up a drop of tea and popping it out at will, causing ashes to be wiped out in a quiet voice... I didn't expect you to bring a sword."

Touching his nose, this is indeed the master style that Tang En thought in his heart. Although he looks a little pretending to be a b-like and does not respect his opponent enough, Tang En really hopes that Woody doesn't respect him now. Because in that case, he will undoubtedly be much easier to deal with...

"Haha..." Wu Ding couldn't help but raise his head and laughed, "Your statement is novel and interesting. I can barely do the methods you mentioned. But if you use this to deal with you, you have to admit defeat without hitting me, haha..."

He shook his head and laughed, "I have used a sword for my whole life and immersed in this way for more than a hundred years. I believe that within one meter of my sword, I will be invincible if I draw a sword! Haha, it is somewhat similar to your close combat concept... So I have never used other methods except holding a sword in my hand, which disappoints you, Xiao Tang."

"Uh, nothing. In any case, you are still Bran Sword God, and the master's style is full of... Well, thank you for your advice." Tang En was not stupid. Wu Ding's words seemed to be self-deprecating, but in fact he secretly pointed out his sword philosophy, which was equivalent to showing off his trump card first. Although showing the trump card now does not have much impact on the outcome of this battle, this open attitude is undoubtedly worthy of respect.

When Wu Ding heard this, he knew that Tang En had understood his meaning, so he couldn't help but laugh and nodded. He sighed in his heart. If this was how good it would be for his disciple... Not bad. Wu Ding really had the idea of ​​accepting disciples. But just as he had to give Tang En the identity of a guest minister before, Wu Ding knew that it was too late to have a thought at this time. Because whether it was Tang En's strength or combat style, Wu Ding didn't feel that he could teach the other party anything else, so he had to feel sorry.

I have to say that the news that the sword god Wu Ding had the intention to accept disciples was enough to shock the world. If it was spread, it would take a few days to think that the mountains around Wu Ding's small residence would be filled with the apprentice warriors who came from all over Bran. If it was reported that Wu Ding felt that he was not worthy of being the other party's master, the countless apprentice warriors who rushed over would definitely be petrified on the spot, and then they scolded the heavens and the earth, complained about the gods being unfair, and were jealous and crazy...

He shook his head slightly, "I won't hold back this time, so you can take action first." After dissipating his distracting thoughts, Wu Ding looked outside and finished cleaning. He put on his sword and said.

"Yeah." Now is not the time to be polite. Seeing Wu Ding taking the initiative to give in, Tang En nodded honestly and unceremoniously, then slowly closed his eyes, silently, quickly, ghostly, peeping, looking at the air, heart is as calm as water, murderous intent...

As long as all the skills in the system skill tree are useful, one is counted as one. No matter how useless it is, whether it is suitable for the current environment or not, etc., Tang En activates them all in one go!

In an instant, Tang En felt lighter, like a feather, without any force. He slowly opened his eyes, and in his almond-shaped pupils, all objects were simplified into lines, and all colors faded like tides, leaving only black and white colors, which felt quite wonderful... This was the first time that Tang En had such a crazy superimposed skill, but it felt pretty good, and he could clearly detect the amplification effect.

Finally, the shadow clone... With a swish, Tang En smiled at Wu Ding, and his figure suddenly flashed to the left and right sides at the same time. First, there were a series of phantoms, and then completely disappeared into the air. If someone accidentally broke into this side hall at this time, there would be only one sword-holding old man standing by the table in his sight...

The side hall was silent, Wu Ding's body did not move, but turned his head and looked around, raised his eyebrows slightly, and felt surprised.

Of course, Tang En did not leave this side hall. Although taking this opportunity to escape was also a choice, he could not be so rude, right... Cough, okay, the actual reason is that Tang En escaped was useless, because he could hide in the first day of the first day, but he could not escape in the fifteenth day of the year! And the reason why he can't see now is because Tang En's speed is too fast, exceeding the limit that the naked eye can bear...

Accelerate, continue to accelerate...speed, or speed!

With the still and still Woody as the center, the two Tang En ran around frantically without causing a trace of wind, as if they had no intention of attacking... And this is Tang En's strategy.

Tang En never belittles himself, but he is not arrogant either. Although he fights with the Sword God in person, it does sound like a bunker and is very proud of his words, but that is purely a desperate act!

So Tang En had no intention of attacking from the beginning, and even had the intention to contact him. Anyway, with Wu Ding's character, since he promised to only use one move, he would never regret it. In this way, there would be something to do... Tang En decided to send his No. 1 suicide squad, that is, the Shadow Clan, to attack the riots. As long as Wu Ding can stab a sword, haha, that is, he won... Well, he is so smart no matter how he thinks, it's absolutely true!

Tang En smiled...Wu Ding also smiled. Although he could not see Tang En's trace with his turbid old eyes, this did not mean that he could not find Tang En. He stroked the hilt of the sword with his hand, "Hehe, Xiao Tang, I'll take advantage this time."

As the words came to an end, a sharp edge appeared from the simple black scabbard.

In an instant, Tang En's hair suddenly stood up, as if he saw a giant dragon head suddenly poking out from the clouds, looking down on the world. The alarm bell in his heart kept ringing, like a strange soul-stimulating song. Then the terrifying feeling spread throughout his body, and it was numb.

This is not a murderous intent, it is a majestic sword intent containing infinite murderous intent!

While running wildly, Tang En no longer saw his previous relaxed expression. He felt that he was not running in the side hall, but walking barefoot in the sword tomb. The surroundings were as dense as hair and as thin as needles, and the surroundings were constantly cutting around his body, bleeding...

Oops!

He bit his teeth to death, his face was ferocious. Tang En cried inwardly, and instantly understood where the problem was.

This is not a vast grassland, but a small side hall. Within this area, Wu Ding can easily cover the sword intent in every corner and force him out directly - this is why Wu Ding said just now that he took advantage.

To be honest, this is not Tang En's mistake. It can only be said that Woodin's strength is too changeable, and Tang En's mistake is that he has zero experience in fighting with such a changeable master...

Scared... The sword body was pulled three inches more than ten steps to Wu Ding's left, Tang En, covered in blood, suddenly fell out of the void, his face pale, his steps staggered, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

Seeing this, Wu Ding glanced over and paused, his eyes flashed slightly, he was a little confused, and he also admired and admired. Then he withdrew his gaze and pulled his sword again as if he hadn't seen it.

Damn! It's over...

Of course it was not true Tang En, but a shadow clone with some of Tang En's strength. Tang En originally thought that he could win this bet with this, but he didn't want to be exposed now...
Chapter completed!