Chapter 40 Chaos Night

"In any case, Brother Jian and I must witness whether the soul chasing jade is a trap." Seeing the strong attitude of the female swordsman, Butterfly Dance was numb when she thought of the martial arts of the two swordsman. Coupled with a public loser, she guessed that she and Jian Xiao could not win.

Hearing that the butterfly dance is a little soft, Jianxiao is also relieved. In case the butterfly dance wants to start, it will be very troublesome.

"It turns out that the donor came for this matter." Before the female sword saint Muyan said goodbye, the public lost superiors and said.

Butterfly Dance nodded: "My butterfly dance does things openly and aboveboard for the sake of Chinese martial arts, so in any case, I must witness whether this is a trap."

Mu Yan's farewell girl sneered a few times: "It's so funny. A female thief in night clothes actually said that she was for the Chinese martial arts."

The middle-aged man finally said, "Shangren, don't be tricked by the villain, that is, Mo Villa is a martial arts warrior, and the half-moon demon gate is not. Although they have the same surname, their style is definitely different."

Jian Xiao was furious and pulled out the long knife in his hand: "Longyang Canjun, don't think that you have the title of 'Sword King'. My Jian Xiao is afraid of you. In front of the Jian family, the vertical sword and horizontal knife are nothing."

"In the past two hundred years, it seems that a lot of bad things have been done." Daojun Longyang Canjun was not angry and shouted awe-inspiringly. The loser went to the middle of the four and waved his hand: "All of them stopped. Isn't it just a mysterious soul chasing jade? They are all Chinese. Why do they need to meet each other?"

The words of the boss's defeat shocked everyone present. This good man is actually willing to take out the mysterious soul to chase the jade to show it to everyone. Everyone held their breath during this breath. Waiting to see the rare Xuanhun Chasing Jade in this thousand years.

Black jade beads radiate countless black and purple lights from the superiors. A powerful energy sweeps the hearts of all the people present like thousands of troops and horses. After the frenzy, it is only shocking,

Jian Xiao and the sword clan are the most shocking. This is a momentum that only a strong man can have. As a person in Jimo Villa, he knows this momentum and pressure better. Jian Xiao was called a brother 25 years ago with the strong man who was rarely seen in a thousand years. The sword clan did feel the momentum of this unforgettable anti-sky strong man in the ice blade eight years ago when he took the ice blade from his mother's hand.

Longyang Canjun was the first to spit out: "It's a very similar momentum to him. It seems that the rumor is true that the Xuanhun Chasing Jade can really make a person become a strong person against the sky.

Muyan's farewell girl nodded: "The man is innocent, and he is guilty. You will be busy in the future."

The loser nodded dumbly.

"So the superior will offer such a treasure, and it's up to everyone to decide whether to stay or not."

The defeated superior stuffed the Xuanhun to chase the jade into his arms: "The three major villas of Jimo, Fengming and Biluo are either too far away, free from the world, or disdainful, so they found two decent people, the sword saint, and came to escort them."

"How can a small piece of jade be missing?" The butterfly dance is full of doubts. Hearing the words of Butterfly Dance, the other three masters remembered that it was true. Just now, the black jade did lack a little fragments, and also looked at the loser with doubtful eyes.

The loser nodded: "When I picked up this jade in the deep valley, this jade had already broken a corner. I don't know why."

Menghua Xianping on Liang sent a thousand-mile voice: "This male loses bald donkey is smart. If the three villas don't come forward, they found two absolutely decent people to protect themselves."

The sword clan is still immersed in that breath. Hearing Meng Hua Xianping's words, the sword clan did not say anything. Jian Xiao and other four masters nodded. They still believed the words of the public defeat.

"Big boss, do you want to rob Xuanhun Chasing Jade?" Dugu picked flowers hooked on the beam and pillar behind him and spread the sound for thousands of miles.

The swordsman almost fell off the beam. This boy is really not afraid. Now the five people on the field are all nine floors of Shuntian. Even if Uncle Xiao and the public lose the superiors, they don't even have enough teeth for others. The swordsman shook his head.

At this moment, a dangerous feeling fell from the sky, and the swordsman felt like a thorn in the back. The four masters in the field reacted at the same time, all pulling out their blades and pointing in all directions.

"This is..."

The swordsman raised his hand slightly and answered Meng Hua Xianping: "Master." Menghua Xianping breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that he was not waiting to be exposed.

Jianxiao shouted loudly: "Who is the younger generation, why don't you come out?"

The two swordsman jumped to the side of the defeated superiors and protected the people behind them. Muyan Beiji stared at the dark night sky: "Canjun, who is the other party?"

"Assassin." Longyang Canjun raised the knife in his hand. The loser behind Longyang Canjun was calm, and the superior gave a Zen salute to the void: "Why don't you come out and show up to see the public output?"

The night is very calm, and there is indeed a murderous atmosphere hidden in this silence. Several masters in the field stood in the drizzle night. Dugu Caihua couldn't stand this dead silence and said, "Big boss, who is it?"

The swordsman glanced at the four people in the field and told Dugu Caihua in the same way: "My opposite."

"The boss is really smart. The five people on the ninth floor of Shuntian Realm don't know it, but the boss actually knows it."

Menghua Xianping looked at the two people in front of him with regret: "Please don't talk in private."

The swordsman glanced around casually and pointed to the left roof of the direction where the sword flute stood: "That's it."

The two men behind him also looked in any direction with the hands of the sword clan. They were nothing and could not see anything.

In the dead silence, some of the five masters in the field finally couldn't help it. Butterfly Dance pushed the sword flute behind him with his hand: "Is it possible that we feel wrong?"

Jian Xiao snorted coldly: "Do you think five people will feel wrong at the same time?" The butterfly dance nodded. As soon as the butterfly dance nodded, there was a tinkling sound from the roof. The public lost man listened to the sound and frowned more tightly. Muyan said goodbye to Ji with a slight twitch at the corners of her mouth: "Mr. Can, there are really a lot of people coming tonight."

Longyang Canjun looked at Jianxiao: "Are you two coming this time to seize the Xuanhun chasing jade, or to protect the Xuanhun chasing jade?" Longyang Canjun pointed the tip of the knife at the sword flute as he said, answered a big mistake, and immediately started to fight.

Jian Xiao looked at the tip of the knife not far away: "It seems that we have to make a decision, butterfly dance, what do you think?"

"With so many people coming tonight, I don't think we can take it. Since we can't be bad people, how about we just be good people?" The butterfly dance smiled softly.

Jianxiao nodded: "Instead of letting Xuanhun Chasing Jade fall into the hands of the Chinese scum, it is safer to let Xuanhun Chasing Jade be placed with the public loser." Hearing the words of Jian Xiao and Butterfly Dance, the stone in their hearts finally landed. Finally, the two leaders of the good and evil sects were willing to stand on their side for the time being, so the miscellaneous gangs on the roof were not worried.

The sound of the tiles on the roof suddenly stopped, and then the tiles flew. Many people rolled down the roof and looked at the people in black rolling down in front of them like a constant sword. The cold light even reflected a silky light in the darkness.

Jianxiao and others in the field were stunned on the spot and really didn't understand what was going on, but soon someone answered them. A middle-aged man in green robe went down from the roof and laughed: "Shangren, the broken knife will come to protect you."

As soon as the middle-aged man in the green robe fell, a middle-aged man with a purple beard also fell from the roof: "Brother Chen, this is not allowed. How can I say that the sword is broken? Although it is two gangs, it was a family 200 years ago. Why don't you help me report my name?"

"Go, go, go, go." The middle-aged green robe snored.

Zixu's middle-aged man really didn't care, and arched his hand to his superiors: "The purple sword, the owner of the Broken Sword Gate, is boundless. Meet the superiors."

"It turned out to be two martial arts righteous men. It's polite to lose."

It turned out that the middle-aged man in the green robe was the owner of the Can Knife Club. He saw the dust and Zi Jian Wuya's eyes and immediately saluted: "My subordinates to see the doorkeeper."

Menghua Xianping on Fangliang looked at the swordsman helplessly: "After a long time, it turned out that they were all from your swordsmen."

The swordsman swept the people on the field coldly: "Please, the broken swords have nothing to do with Jimo Villa."

Dugu Caihua looked envious, "After all, the devil's door is not the side branch of Jimo, and the broken sword is also a subordinate of the devil's door. Your Highness said that the broken sword is a subordinate of Jimo, which is right." Dugu Caihua said with a YD face: "If I had such a big power, wouldn't I be a beautiful woman in the world?" Dugu picked flowers and drooled: "No, I must open brothels all over the world."

The sword clan and Menghua Xianping took a look at the saliva around them and thought about the words of Dugu picking flowers. They suddenly felt ashamed of themselves.

At this time, Jian Xiao and Zi Jian Wuya finished saying hello, and they all looked at the roof with a wary face. The butterfly dance was alert and indifferently pointed to the roof with the tip of the sword: "Shall we kill it?"

Muyan's farewell girl did look at the left side of Jian Xiao with vigilance: "Canjun, I feel that there is a strong murderous atmosphere there."

"Southern Thorn." Longyang Canjun's knife pointed diagonally to the roof. The butterfly danced horizontal sword to protect his chest and was furious: "That mixed-race."

Jian Xiao nodded flatly: "Thomas. Yang and the first assassin of the Xiliang Empire are called the two stabs of the north and south. It is estimated that the sage nephew of the sword clan has destroyed a lot of his business.

Longyang Canjun's face smiled: "That's natural. One is an assassin and the other is a bodyguard. Assassins and bodyguards are not sworn ends. What else is there?"

"Farewell, don't just smile. Southern Assassination is not fun. Our anti-sassination technology is not as strong as the swordsman's nephew."

"Anti-Assassination Technology? Nine masters on the ninth floor of Shuntianjing, two masters and door owners on the seventh floor of Shuntianjing need to be afraid of a person on the eighth floor of Shuntianjing. Mu Yan said goodbye to her with a contemptuous smile.