Chapter 97 Fragments

"I also want to know,,,,," The swordsman said here and looked at Sanxiu with indifferent eyes, who had a chill: "What are you going to do?"

"What's the explanation for the fragments on the superiors?" The ice blade came out of its sheath, and the long ice blade pointed straight at the scattered practitioners not far away. The voice of the swordsman resounded in the hall. Many warriors have not reacted at all. Oh, my God, what's going on? A big gathering of fragments?

Lu Wuchen, Jian Xiao, Meng Han and many other masters focused on the scattered practitioners. The faces of many masters are extra intriguing.

The owner of the dog door was a little straight. Lian You Duan was the first to draw his sword. The tip of the sword pointed straight at his superior, and Lianyou's face was released with endless sarcasm: "Shangren."

For love, Sanxiu is not so scrupulous: "What do you want to say?"

"Nothing, the owner of this sect just remembered the character of Zen sect. To be honest, the post said that Jianxian's nephew killed the public and lost his superiors. The owner of this sect was a hundred people who were unconvinced. After all, Jimo Jianzhuang has really not done much bad things for more than a thousand years. But when it comes to the bad things that Zen has done, it's a bad thing to do.

"Old begling, don't think that my Zen sect will be afraid of you to beat the dog gate. What do you have to say? It's better to make it clear and don't damage my reputation here. A young bald donkey pointed to the face of love and said angrily

As soon as the little bald donkey's voice fell, he saw a dark shadow floating in the hall. The rapid palm wind rushed to the little bald donkey just now. With a muffled sound, the two streams of true air raised ripples in the hall, and the martial artists with poor skills around him could almost control their bodies.

"Master." The little bald donkey glanced at the person standing in front of him and said respectfully.

"You leave first"

I don't know when the monk has stood in front of the little bald donkey, which is as fast as lightning and as a snake and scorpion. Sanxiu's superior happened to stand in front of Lianyou.

The shadow only stayed in front of Sanxiu for a tight breath, and the shadow quickly returned to his seat. Lianyou sat on the seat restless: "Have you seen it clearly?"

Jian Xiao and others shook their heads one after another. Just now, both of them were very fast, and the reaction time of Niu 13 was still a little short. In the face of everyone shaking their heads, Lian Youjuan had no choice but to turn his eyes to Meng Han, the only master on the tenth floor of Shuntian Realm, the deputy owner of Biluo Villa.

Meng Han ignored the eyes of love at all, but stared coldly at the ground, and everyone in the hall looked at the second head of the Biluo Villa.

"Do you really have fragments?" In silence, Meng Han suddenly looked up at Sanxiu's superiors. A murderous atmosphere emanated directly from Meng Han's body.

"No," Sanxiu shook his head, and his firm eyes met Meng Han's obviously old but sharp eagle eyes.

"But your strength is already in the middle of the ten layers of Shuntianjing. As a master at the same level as you, I am familiar with the momentum of your Dantian. Meng Han's words are like a bomb thrown into an ancient well. It blew up countless waves. It simply set off a storm.

"In the middle of the tenth floor of Shuntian Realm, half a month ago, the master was still a master of the ninth floor of Shuntian Realm. Within 15 days, he became a master of the hermit level. This speed is incredible."

"It's really gratifying that even the father of the sword clan couldn't do it at such a speed. A sinister laugh came from the crowd. The meaning of this strange yin and yang laughter is extremely obvious.

"That's natural, the soul chasing jade? Who doesn't want to get it?"

"Do you think this stick will be exempted from being responsible for 100?"

"Don't talk about it. There are contradictions within the Zen sect. The second brother killed the boss, hey, brother of the same sect."

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For a while, there was a lot of discussion in the Zen Pavilion. Sanxiu's face became paler and paler. The tip of the ice blade pointed straight at himself, and Sanxiu's superior stared at the sword clan with an indignant face: "So Ege Sword Clan."

"What do you want to say?" A bad smile crossed the corners of the swordsman's mouth.

"I don't have a ghost chasing jade on my body. Do you believe it?" Sanxiu took a deep breath and saluted the sword clan. The voice of the monks was not loud, and it did resound throughout the Zen Pavilion.

The swordsman tried their best to suppress the waves in their hearts and said plainly, "I believe." The short three words made everyone's eyes look at the Soege sword clan and the Sanxiu master.

"What tricks are these two playing?" Lian You Duan and several leaders looked at the two people in the hall doubtfully.

The swordsman's answer made Sanxiu's superiors feel a little surprised; "Didn't the young man just say that there were fragments of Xuanhun chasing jade on his body?"

"But I believe that the superior has hidden the fragments in a dark corner at this time."

"You are pure false accusation." After saying that, the Sanxiu superior pulled his robe and threw it aside, and the golden robe was directly pulled to the ground by the Sanxiu superior. The bare body stood upright in the Zen Pavilion: "Suo Shaoxia, didn't you say that I have a mysterious soul chasing jade?"

"Amitabha," there was a meditation ceremony around, and all the Zen disciples lowered their heads at the same time.

"The superior? What are you doing again?" Meng Khan couldn't bear to look at the scene in front of him. Although the expression on his face was a sigh, his deep eyes looked at the calculation.

"This,,,,,,,

Many warriors looked at the arms of their superiors and had nothing to say. One after another sighed,

"Shao Shaoxia." Sanxiu looked at the swordsman seriously.

The ice sword was recovered, and the sword clan slowly sat down and stared at the Sanxiu superior: "Shangren, please speak."

"I don't know what kind of explanation Jimo Villa is going to give after my brother's death. You should know that there is still a piece of Brother's precious soul chasing jade in the hands of So Shaoxia.

Looking at the way the old things are mentioned again, the sword clan can't help laughing, fragments? After all, it's still fragments, but where are the fragments of the repaired people hidden? While many people are looking at the sword clan, the sword clan will look at the bald donkey in front of them. If only they were here in an instant. In the final analysis, they can only feel the breath of the fragments and the place where the fragments are.

In addition to this piece of your body, there is another piece in this hall. Under the extremely fine true qi emitted by yourself, a breath of this fragment that does not belong to you appears in the whole Zen pavilion.

The sword clan really misses it at this time. In the process of searching for the Xuanhun chasing jade, the role of Shun'er is extremely obvious. But she couldn't expose it. Looking at herself like a wolf at the scene, she knew how capable the fragment was.

Uncle Xiao? Do you know where the bald donkey hides the fragments? The swordsman carried out the secret ears to preach the voice.

"It's on him." Jian Xiao's face did not change and looked at Sanxiu and answered the swordsman.

"Where exactly?"

"Left kneecap." Jian Xiao's answer in Mier's voice was extremely positive.

"Why?" The sword clan looked at the scattered master not far away. As for the left leg and knee bone of the scattered superior, the sword clan really did not notice how many strange things were.

"What are the two skills that are best at fighting dogs?" Jian Xiao asked back.

"A sword breaks the dust and the fish is like swimming." The swordsman answered affirmatively.

Jian Xiao pressed his right thumb a few times: "Yes, if the fish swims in the water, it is simply a first-class effort to escape for his life in the world. Just now,,,,,,,,."

The sword flute did not go on, but the meaning was indeed very obvious. The sword clan also woke up. The ice blade was raised again, and the ice blade flowing with ice light made the atmosphere in the Zen Pavilion tense again to the extreme. Several Zen disciples raised their Zen sticks and lined up to point at the sword clan.

The dark blue Shangshu on the main seat did not say a word and looked on coldly.

"Shao Xia, what are you doing?" Sanxiu Shangren was really elegant this time. Looking at the cold blade of the sword clan, his voice was not moved at all.

"My nephew, put down your weapon quickly. If you kill the public defeat, you will kill the public loss. Sanxiu, this bald donkey dare not do anything to you."

"Yes, virtuous nephew, isn't it just a hundred Zen sticks? There are rules for treating people in Zen. At worst, it's enough for your brother to treat you to accept this suffering.

"Is it the Jimo Villa that you are afraid that Zen will not work?

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Several leaders of the world shouted one after another. This moved the swords a little, and the reputation accumulated by the family from generation to generation is indeed extraordinary.

"So Shaoxia, what do you mean?"

"If you want to prove your innocence, please take off your trousers." The swordsman was moved and looked determined.

The words of the sword clan made the people in the Zen Pavilion fall to the ground. One by one, the elders of Balad.

"Are you insulting Zen?" After listening to the words of the swordsman, he became angry; "Don't think that if you are strong in Mo Villa, you can bully others. My Sanxiu and disciples are not afraid of any challenges and threats.

"Nephew, how can you ask your superiors like this? At least they are the masters of the same family.

"Everyone is a person in the world who gives each other some face, that's fine."

"Soege Swordsman, don't be so decisive. It's better to leave room for everything.

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The words of the swordsman are like opening the pot in the Zen Pavilion. For a moment, Volkswagen was either holding his breath or questioning the swordsman.

"The mysterious soul chasing jade fragments is on your leg."

The words of the sword clan made everyone's eyes look at Sanxiu. The power of the fragments is indeed huge, and the temptation of the fragments is also amazing. For a moment, everyone forgot what the swordsman had just said, and their sharp eyes couldn't wait to see through the trousers on the man and see the jade fragments of the Xuanhun inside.

"The superior." Meng Han took a heavy look at Sanxiu.

"Mongolian, but it doesn't matter."

"I tore off the trousers on your legs. I don't know how the repair will be satisfactory." He looked at the repaired man's trousers with sweaty eyes.

Dear book friends, originally, Xiaoan really couldn't stand it today, but when he thought that Xiaoan only updated one chapter every day, and now he was slow to update it. I'm really sorry, so I added this chapter at this time today. Because Xiaoan has no manuscript, it will be updated at this time tomorrow. I hope you will understand