"Yes!" Stanley Cui was overjoyed and bowed to take over the token!

"Song Jie, do you have anything else to ask?" Yuan Zhongyu turned around and asked.

"This... Fellow Daoist Cui, can you be sure that the high-level cultivator has a sword transformation cultivation level? What is the sharp sword light?" Song Jie thought for a while and asked.

"This..." Cui Hongshen hesitated for a moment. He did see the cultivation of the old man who transformed the sword, but he was only in the early stage of foundation building. He just heard Xiao Hua shout when he was arrogant. He was not sure that he was transformed the sword! Besides, he pretended to be far away now, and he was even more unsure!

"Of course I can't be sure!" Cui Hongshen explained honestly, "I really saw the sword light, but if it weren't for the sword cultivator, I would have got it from Jiming Mountain!"

"Yeah!" Song Jie nodded, bowed his hand and said respectfully to Yuan Zhongyu, "I have no problem anymore. I will report to the city lord based on this!"

"Well, you can go on, just wait." Yuan Zhongyu waved his hand, and Song Jie and Stanley Cui were shining brightly, and their figures disappeared!

The convention hall was filled with silence! Everyone really didn't expect that before the tragedy, there would be so many stories, and the disciples of the Yulei Sect and Qiqiao Sect arrived! The disciples of the Yulei Sect were able to escape and bring back so much information, which was much stronger than the complete destruction of Mo Qing Cave. It was completely worth the reward and merits of Stanley Cui.

"Fellow Daoist Wang Ye, it's rare that you don't want to say anything?" Yuan Zhongyu's voice finally sounded in the meeting hall in a quiet quiet manner! "Yuan didn't expect that in addition to the disciples of the Yulei Sect, you Qiqiao Sect also sent their disciples here! You really want to do it!"

"Haha, Wang didn't know too much at this time!" Wang Ye said with a smile, "Yu Lei Sect happened to pass by near Jiming Mountain, and Fellow Daoist knew of it; but Wang had been in the Tiancheng City all the time, and his disciples also killed the sword cultivators outside the Tiancheng City. If Han Bing and others happened to receive a message from Jiming Mountain to Jiming Mountain, it would be normal!"

"It seems that Han Bing didn't say that!" Qian Mo immediately pointed out the flaw.

Wang Ye smiled and said, "Han Bing and others have died. Everything is said by your Yu Lei Sect. What can Wang say?"

"Fellow King Daoist wants to give me an explanation for the Three Kingdoms of Cultivation." Yuan Zhongyu didn't care about Wang Ye's refusal. He smiled, "Otherwise, it will be difficult for me to explain to everyone!"

"I have explained to the Council Hall, who can explain the matter about Mo Qingdong?" Wang Ye sneered.

"When Mo Qing Cave, it was Fellow Daoist Wang on duty, so it was naturally Fellow Daoist Wang who was worried!" Yuan Zhongyu said tit-for-tat, "It was Yuan on duty for Jiming Mountain. Please tell me clearly!"

"Fellow Daoist Wang doesn't want to get off the cushion, right?" Qian Mo said with a smile, "Let's just say it honestly!"

"Fellow Daoist Wang, don't forget the swearing of my heart in front of the meeting hall!" Yuan Zhongyu reminded without hesitation.

Wang Ye showed a hint of hesitation on his face and whispered: "I need to report this to the sect leader!"

"Fellow Dao Wang, why bother with this? Let's report to Master Liu Kong here, so we can report this matter to the head of the sect!" De Xun of Taiqing Sect said coldly.

Wang Ye thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Fellow fellow Taoists!"

Then, Wang Ye took out a ring, activated his magic power, and threw it into the air in front of everyone. But he saw a wave of ripples flashing in the air, and the ring gradually enlarged into an oval mirror!

The mirror was originally dull, but in a moment, it was brighter and brighter, gradually becoming clearer. The young figure of Master Liu Kong was revealed.

"I've seen senior!" Everyone did not dare to be negligent, and they all stood up and saluted.

"Well. What are you waiting for?" Liu Kong said with a smile on his face, "Has the Tiancheng encountered an unsolvable problem?"

"The head of the good sect knows!" Wang Ye said hurriedly, "Ji Ming Mountain was destroyed by the sword cultivator. The surviving disciples of the Yu Lei Sect just now came back. They arrived at Ji Ming Mountain in advance and escaped from the sword cultivator's encirclement!"

"Haha, I thought it was a problem." Master Liu Kong didn't take this matter seriously at all, and said with a smile, "This matter was concealed before, and it was nothing at this time. It is normal for me to refine weapons in Qiqiao Sect to have a few secrets!"

"Yes, I understand!" Wang Ye said with a bow.

"Greatly send me off Senior Liu Kong!" When everyone saw that Master Liu Kong waved his sleeves, they knew they were leaving, and immediately bowed to salute.

After the mirror was closed, Wang Ye told Jiming Mountain about Jiming Mountain and explained: "This matter was originally the secret of my Qiqiao Sect. I didn't expect that Jian Xiu actually learned that Jian Xiu must have left for the Taiyi Green Light. Since my Qiqiao Sect suffered such a big loss, Wang didn't want to make it happen! But I didn't expect..."

"There is no ventilated wall in this world! Nothing can be hidden from others!" Yuan Zhongyu nodded, "If it is for this so-called innate golden mother, it is normal for the sword cultivator to launch a large-scale attack! Alas, fellow Taoist Wang, letting the sword cultivator have this thing is like adding wings to them!"

"Oh, what other way does Wang do?" Wang Ye reached out his hand, "That thing cannot be taken out from Jiming Mountain, and Wang cannot send many disciples to the scene with great fanfare. He just thought that Jiming Mountain was very secret, and even if it was captured by the sword cultivator, he might not be able to find out there! But he didn't know that there was a mistake, and the sword cultivator actually learned it! It's really a fate to make people!"

"Oh, forgot, I won't talk about Jimingshan!" Yuan Zhongyu waved his hand and looked up again, "What's going on with Mo Qingdong? If any fellow Taoist is a bit twisted and twisted, please tell me in advance, don't catch my Taoist sect and sword cultivator off guard!"

Unfortunately, there was a quiet area in the chamber and no one spoke any more.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, let's do this for the matter between Jiming Mountain and Mo Qing Cave!" Xiong Huasong of Xuantian Sect reminded, "Let's discuss the matter of the spirit stone veins. The sword cultivator launched a large-scale attack on my Xi Kingdom and Lian Kingdom. The surrounding spirit stone veins should not be occupied by them. Moreover, there are many beast cultivators in the Fengmeng Mountains, and weapon cultivators and giants appear. I will inevitably draw people and give them a head-on blow!"

"Well, that's true. I believe that all fellow Taoists have a scheming case. How to dispatch troops and generals? Let's talk about it!" Yuan Zhongyu nodded and looked around again.

So, monks from various sects expressed their plans and plans based on the distribution of their disciples...

While he was busy in the meeting hall again, Yuan Zhongyu's magic power fluctuations were coming before him.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Zhongyu's face changed slightly. Everyone stopped seeing this. After waiting, Yuan Zhongyu opened the mirror, but saw a blood-stained disciple of the Taoist sect showing his figure in the light!

"What's the matter!" Yuan Zhongyu saw that the disciple's Taoist robe was covered in blood, and knew that another big thing happened, he hurriedly asked, "The seniors of the Good Sect know that I am Fan Qing, a disciple of the Jile Sect. More than 300 disciples of my Jile Sect were caught in the trick of sword cultivating, setting up an ambush near Jifeng Ridge, and were completely destroyed by the sword cultivator!"

"Ah??" Heng Ming of Jile Sect suddenly stood up and said angrily, "When did this happen? Which sword sect did it?"

"Report to Master Hengming" Fan Qing saw Hengming's eyes turned red, and he said in a crying voice, "Just ten days ago, it was done by Xutian Sword Sect!"

"Fan Qing, how do you know that it was done by Xutian Sword Sect?" Yuan Zhongyu said strangely.

Fan Qing slapped his hand, took out a sword-shaped flying sword, and whispered loudly: "This is left by the swordsman known as the Xutian Sword Sect, and it is for the younger generation to take it back to the patrol city!"

"Bring it!" Heng Ming grabbed his hand and the flying sword fell into his hand!

Heng Ming glanced at the nearly transparent flying sword and exerted a little force on his hand, but saw an extremely brilliant four-colored light emitted from the flying sword, and a sword light flew out by the light. The sword light condensed into a faint human form in the air, which was a very young swordsman.

"My fellow Taoist fellow Taoists! This sword is the Qin sword of the Xutian Sword Sect! The battle between the Dao Sect and my sword cultivator has been over a year, and there is no special excellence. This sword feels extremely lonely, so I designed to kill all these 300 cultivators! Tsk tsk, of course, this is not just targeting the Jile Sect, who made them unlucky? Moreover, starting today, this sword will set up ambush from time to time to lure the monks from various sects into the ambush and kill them one by one! This sword seems to have heard from some cultivators that my sword specialize in killing, but I don't think about Daoji, and I am a rude person. I have to see how many meticulous cultivators can a rude person like this sword kill! Hahaha!!!"

Then, the sword light dimmed and turned into silver light and disappeared into mid-air.

"This is a challenge to my Dao Sect!" Heng Ming shouted without hesitation, "If I don't kill Qin Jian, how can I face my disciples of Jile Sect?"

"You want to kill Qin Jian?" Yuan Zhongyu glanced at Heng Ming, slapped his hand and took out a jade slip from the storage bag. He immersed his divine thoughts and looked at it. He said coldly, "Fellow Daoist Heng Ming is afraid that he can't kill that guy easily! He may even fall into that guy's hands!"

"Oh?" Heng Ming was slightly stunned, with a trace of enlightenment in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and took the jade slip in Yuan Zhongyu's hand. After seeing it, he said angrily, "This guy is a third-grade swordsman of the Illusion Sword. His strength is comparable to that of the late stage of the Jindan of the Dao Sect. In this way, his attack power can be comparable to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator! Even if he faces me, he will still win. How could he attack ordinary disciples of my Jile Sect?"

"Hmph, since that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Yuan Zhongyu said coldly, "I'm waiting for a golden elixir, but what about ten? Twenty? Didn't this guy say that? I have to do something about scheming! What kind of barbaric sword cultivator are we afraid of? Let's discuss it, and set up an ambush for him, and more than ten people will kill him together!"
Chapter completed!