"Hey, isn't you a lie? That's the second elder, the most powerful person besides the head!"

"Hurry up and notify the leader, this guy is not something we can deal with!"

"He killed Senior Sister Shuangxue, wouldn't he take revenge?"

"If you draw the sword, you will die, right? You will die!"

The second elder's head rolled on the ground for a few times before his body fell down. This scene shocked everyone, and the biggest shock was the Great Elder.

He was angry and frightened at this time, and he opened his mouth and couldn't even speak.

On the other side, Wang Le's face was calm. After throwing away the blood from the horizontal knife, he whispered softly: "Come on, let me see your determination.

Could it be that the sword in your hands can only swing towards the weak?"

The disciples blushed when they said a few words, but no one dared to step forward. In the end, a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old walked out.

The elder, who was originally angry, suddenly changed his face when he saw this scene.

"Come back quickly, you are no match for him!"

The boy ignored it and stared at Wang Le and said, "You killed your senior sister, I want to avenge her!"

After saying that, in the complicated eyes of others, he drew out the sword behind him, used an immortal to guide him, and stabbed him straight.

The sword tip slashed through the air and let out a light moan.

Wang Le looked at this scene and shook his head gently. The speed was too slow, and there was anger but no murderous intention in the move, which was far from the previous second elder.

"I won't kill you because you have the courage to swing your sword at me."

As the words fell, Wang Le waved the knife in his hand.

With a crisp sound, the long sword in the boy's hand was cut off directly, and at the same time, it was knocked out by a huge force, smashing into the crowd behind, directly overwhelming several people.

"Go and notify your leader and let him come and see me."

After Wang Le finished speaking, he put the horizontal knife in her hair and waited with his hands in his chest.

The unmanned attitude made the elder and others feel so angry that they were so angry that they were unable to do anything.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn and silent.

As early as when they went down the mountain, someone had already gone to the capital to inform him that he did not dare to do any extra moves except waiting.

After about half an hour of touching, the sound of horse hooves sounded at the foot of the mountain, and then I saw an old man with a young face and a cold-eyed look rushed up the mountain.

This person is the head of Tianjian Sect, Xuanqing!

He is very fast and his movements don't look like a person of this age at all. Unfortunately, he has no internal strength and is just a mortal, no matter how strong he is, he is just a mortal.

Wang Le knew it clearly. No wonder he called the trial projection. This world is not even considered a martial artsman, but just some ordinary people with agility.

It's not a question of being happy or disappointed, he just feels a little bored.

The Tianjian Sect does not need a knife, otherwise it can make up for its strengths and weaknesses. As for now, it will end soon.

The arrival of his own head made the disciples who had been suppressing show excitement, but the elder still looked solemn.

Because the difference between the three of them is actually not big, even if the leader is the strongest, he is far from being able to crush him and the second elder.

The gap shown by Wang Le's previous knife is hopeless.

Xuanqing also knew this because the corpse of the second elder on the ground had already explained everything.

The anger in his heart seemed to be extinguished by a basin of cold water. He pursed his lips and felt it was particularly bitter.

"Who is your lord? Why are you targeting me Tianjianmen?"

The seemingly strong questioning is actually showing weakness.

Those disciples showed disbelief. Is this the leader who is the one who is the one who is right?

Wang Le ignored what others thought. He looked at Xuan Qing and said, "You should know more clearly than others the gap between you and me.

Now you have two choices, either issue an announcement to the Jianghu and admit that the Tianjian Sect was beaten by me alone.

Either you can go and kill me together, or be killed by me.

Now, choose!”

Xuan Qing's lips began to tremble, his heart was depressed, angry, and resentful. Finally, he took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said, "Why is it my Tianjian Gate?"

Wang Le smiled when he heard this and said without hesitation: "Because I am close, I went back to Hejian Mansion as soon as I came out of the mountain, and then Tianjian Sect is the strongest sect here, so who do you want to look for?"

This is like saying that he wanted to eat when he went out, so he picked the one close by.

Xuan Qing laughed furiously: "You are just a person after all. Do you really think my Tianjianmen is afraid that you will not succeed?"

When the disciples heard what he said, they were all indignant, but due to Wang Le's previous fierce power, they dared not say anything.

"Oh? Are you choosing the second one? Well, from today on, there will be no more Heavenly Sword Sect in the world."

Wang Le slowly pulled out the horizontal knife and his eyes became cold.

"etc!"

Xuan Qing raised his hand, "I will issue a notice to Jianghu tomorrow and tell me your name!"

This turning point came so quickly that the Great Elder and many disciples did not react and their expressions became a little dull.

"Wang Le!"

Wang Le shook his head, put the knife back on the sheath, and then walked down the mountain, "Don't lie to me, otherwise when I come again, it will be the day when Tianjianmen is removed."

Looking at the departing back, Xuan Qing let out a long breath, and the clothes on his body were soaked in cold sweat.

Only he knew how much pressure was at that moment.

Especially when Wang Le drew his sword and showed his murderous aura, the feeling of being on his back made Xuan Qing clearly realize something.

I'm afraid that everyone on the mountain road will only kill one by one.

In fact, he had no choice from the beginning. He didn't want the sect to be destroyed, so he could only agree to all requests obediently, whether it was reasonable or unreasonable.

As for the revenge between Chen Shuangxue and the second elder...

The disciples lowered their heads, with indignation and dissatisfaction on their faces. They had not reached that level yet, so they couldn't understand why the leader didn't even beat him and gave in.

However, due to the majesty left by Xuanqing in the past, these people dared not say anything.

Only the Great Elder can understand that they are surviving the disaster at this moment. If the head of the sect really had to be stubborn just now, it would be a disregard for their responsibilities.

"Don't be standing there, just send a notice now. My Tianjian Sect was overturned by one person."

Xuan Qing rubbed his face and continued, "From now on, I will resign from the position of head, the Great Elder, and I will leave it to you in the future."

After saying that, he turned around and walked down the mountain.

The disciples on the mountain road looked at each other, not because they didn't want to say anything, but because Xuan Qing didn't give this opportunity.

"Great Elder, the head is going..." someone asked softly.

"It should be to find the person just now, in his own name."

As an old friend who has known each other for decades, the elder knew Xuanqing's thoughts very well. He had no choice but to take the burden handed over by the other party and carry the Tianjian Sect on his body to survive the next storm.

The disciples suddenly realized and couldn't help but look ashamed.

Is it because I am waiting for someone to drag my feet?

For a moment, everyone gritted their teeth and vowed to practice martial arts hard, and their spirit completely changed from before.

The elder looked at this scene and breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!