When the words were spoken, a sneer broke out in the darkness of the room.
After a while, the laughter gradually became crazy, and a person slowly walked out of the darkness.
If you are not familiar with this person, you will be surprised when you see this person's face. The owner of the old and hoarse voice who came from the room just now has a tall and tall figure. He does not have the appearance of an old man, half covered by a black gauze. With an open face, when this man walked out, the murderous aura emanating from his whole body made Wang Yan, who had been looking calm just a moment ago, suddenly look solemn.
Just then, the winter wind blew past the two of them, blowing up the black gauze covering the man's face, and then he saw the man's terrifying face. Half of his face seemed to be burned by fire, and the sinuous and terrifying scars covered half of his face. Like an evil ghost in purgatory, only the other half of his face was completely different from that evil ghost's face.
Not only is he not intimidating, but he has a handsome face. Even though he is in his forties and the years have left traces on his brows and corners of his eyes, it cannot conceal his look. His tall and tall figure as tall as a spear makes him even more heroic and extraordinary.
"Tell me, where did his son go after leaving Jiang Lin?" The old and hoarse voice has regained its calmness. From the half of the terrifying face, it looks like an evil ghost in purgatory raving in the world, but from the other side Looking at half a face, it seems that people who have achieved success and have gone through vicissitudes of life are talking about it.
Wang Yan lowered his eyes slightly. He knew that this man was very concerned about others staring at his half-frightening face, so he said, "Ning Wang Qitao has gone to Yanbei."
This man did not speak, but when he heard the name of Ning Wang Qitao, the strong hatred burst out in his eyes, which contained strong murderous intent. Wang Yan, who had not moved even half a step, turned his body slightly to avoid its sharp edge.
Seeing that this man had not spoken, Wang Yan was not in a hurry, and just stood aside and waited... She could feel his eyes scanning her for a moment, and finally heard the hoarse voice speak again.
"Prepare a fast horse for me and some packages of dry food."
With a calm face as usual, Wang Yan replied calmly: "I will send someone to prepare right now."
The man continued: "For your life-saving grace and the care you have taken care of these days, if you come back without your life this time..."
Wang Yan heard this and hurriedly took over the words and complimented: "Elder Yi's sword skills have reached the advanced level. If you go to take revenge, you will naturally be captured. Wang Yan is waiting quietly at the door for Elder Yi to return."
"There is no repayment for your life-saving grace. Now that I have left the Golden Sword Sect, if I can still come back alive, what do you want me to bring back?" Elder Yi asked.
Hearing Elder Yi take the initiative to mention it, Wang Yan finally raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said: "It is our great fortune to have Brother Yi as the elder of Zhuque Pavilion of our Golden Sword Sect. Wang Yan admires Elder Yi's martial arts." , as a human being, I only want to fulfill the wishes of Elder Yi, how can I dare to ask for anything."
Elder Yi looked at Wang Yan in front of him coldly, and said slowly: "How about I bring back the defense plans of Qi Yun's army's ten counties in Yanbei to repay the sect master for saving his life."
The tone was calm, but it was like thunder in Wang Yan's heart. As soon as he finished speaking, Elder Yi suddenly raised his eyes when he saw the respectful Wang Yan in front of him. His gaze was like a knife, directed at him. Elder Yi did not flinch, and his eyes were still looking calmly. Xiang Wang Yan.
These eyes seemed to be no different from the calm eyes filled with murderous intent that day when he saw him being chased by dozens of masters.
Even though his face was covered with blood and he was hit by several arrows, the knife with a strange light shining in his hand still took the lives of the pursuing enemies without any pause. Wherever the sword light passed, there was bound to be a head flying with it. He stood up, and his whole body was like an evil ghost that had entered the human world, constantly harvesting lives.
Seemingly frightened by his sword, the pursuers surrounded him, but no one dared to step forward. When the leader saw this, he shouted loudly to his companions.
"Don't be afraid, he has been poisoned by the master and won't be able to hold on for long. If you take his head back, you can get..." Before he finished speaking, he saw the light of his sword coming...
Another head flew up, but this time, after he killed the enemy with the sword, he finally showed fatigue. Not only did his body slow down, but the hand holding the sword gradually trembled, as if he was exhausted, and he leaned the sword on the ground. , knelt down on one knee.
This situation appeared in the eyes of the other people who were besieging and pursuing him. Naturally, they thought that he was exhausted, and they all surrounded him and wanted to kill him with their swords.
For Wang Yan back then, the more disputes in Qi Yun's martial arts world, the better, and the more chaotic the better. Seeing that the end was decided, he made up his mind and prepared to leave secretly. But at this moment, the man suddenly raised his head, There was no fear of life or death in his eyes, and there was a strong murderous intent in his calmness, which instantly shocked the people who were chasing him.
Those who were deeply shocked were not only those who were chasing him. Even Wang Yan, who was about to leave, was shocked by this man's aura. No one was not afraid of death. If it was true as the chasing people said, he would still be wounded. Poison, what is supporting him.
Out of curiosity, Wang Yan stopped and looked back, only to see that he had slowly stood up. The knife in his hand once again burst out with fierce sword intent, and he slowly walked toward the crowd with the knife in hand.
Shocked by this man's ferocity, one person in the chasing crowd seemed to be unable to bear the pressure from him. He actually abandoned his weapon and turned around to run away. As this man fled for his life, the rest of the people seemed to be infected by him. They abandoned their weapons and turned around to flee.
The situation in the field was reversed. The prey at that time seemed to be the hunter at this time. He smiled, with white teeth in his mouth, like a beast showing its fangs... Wang Yan couldn't believe his eyes, watching him reap the harvest. Save the lives of those who are fleeing.
After a stick of incense, there were no more living bodies scattered among the corpses in the field... He took the life of the last person who was chasing him. He was already shaky, but he managed to keep his body from falling. He looked back and looked at the tree. Wang Yan, who had been spying on him since then, spoke softly.
"Save my life...I will definitely repay you in return."
After saying this, he fell on his back, leaving only Wang Yan who was still in shock and had not recovered.
After that day, there was a mysterious sword-guarding elder from the Suzaku Pavilion in the Golden Knife Sect. No one knew his origin. They only knew that he had a life-killing and soul-stealing knife in his hand, which was comparable to the sect owner Wang Yan...
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Withdrawing his thoughts, Wang Yan's eyes suddenly disappeared, and he turned to a kind smile, and said to him: "What are the elders talking about? Wang is a martial artist in the martial arts world. He just wants the Golden Sword Sect to become stronger. One day, he can be like the Qiyun Wulin." The leader."
After finishing speaking, Wang Yan looked at Elder Yi and saw that he had shut up and said no more. He immediately clasped his fists and gave orders to prepare things for departure before turning around and leaving.
When he turned around, Wang Yan looked back slightly warily, clearly seeing the imperceptible smile on the corner of Elder Yi's mouth, his mind moved, and he strode away without stopping.
The Golden Sword Sect is rich and powerful, with countless good horses and money. After Wang Yan gave the order, within a few moments, people from the Golden Sword Sect had brought the good horses, prepared money and dry food, and were waiting for the sword-guarding elder at the Suzaku Pavilion.
There was no ceremony, nor was there any fanfare like when Fei Wei left. Even the guards in front of the tall mountain gate of Golden Blade Gate were all withdrawn... Looking at Elder Yi riding away, he was still smiling a moment ago. Wang Yan's face suddenly turned cold. When he turned around, he looked at the empty and silent surroundings. His eyes glanced left and right and he noticed something.
The master of the Golden Knife Sect faced the empty mountain gate and spoke softly: "Elder Xu is also the elder of the Suzaku Pavilion who protects the sword. If you have anything to ask me, you can just say it directly. There is no need to do so."
As soon as he finished speaking, a person appeared from the shadow of the moonlight. He was stroking his long beard and bowing to Wang Yan: "Master, please forgive me. It's not Xu who is spying, but Elder Yi is making a lot of noise." Others are afraid of the Yama Sword in his hand, but I am not afraid. As the sword-guarding elder of Zhuque Pavilion, how can I not pay attention to it."
When Wang Yan saw this man and saluted, his cold face put on a smile again: "That's natural. Elder Xu's sword is definitely not inferior to Yi Shi's Yan Dao... Besides, Elder Xu paid my gold for me." Everyone knows that Daomen works hard."
Elder Xu was still stroking his beard after hearing Wang Yan's praise, but a trace of complacency flashed through his slightly sunken eyes. He was about to speak proudly when he heard the sect master change his subject.
"The Golden Knife Sect recruits masters from all over the world just for Wang's wish. But these comfortable days have passed for a long time, and some people have really forgotten Wang's methods..."
Elder Xu's faint smile just now disappeared. Wang Yanneng founded the Golden Knife Sect, and in just one or twenty years, the Golden Knife Sect became one of the temples, one view, two swords and two knives in Qiyun Wulin. To occupy a place outside, martial arts means are indispensable.
After these years of living in seclusion, the people of the Golden Knife Sect have almost forgotten about this sect leader. Back then, with a tiger-headed golden sword, he defeated dozens of masters in a row. After establishing the Golden Knife Sect, he annexed some small sects and sects that were unwilling to surrender. , the cruel method of killing people at every turn and cutting out their hearts and disembowelling them. Now that Wang Yan mentioned it with a cold face, even though Elder Xu had already entered the realm of knowing the sky, his heart trembled and he spoke quickly.
"Sect Master, Xu has no intention of taking credit or being arrogant. I hope the Sect Master will learn from this."
After saying his heartfelt words, he saw that the face of the sect master remained motionless. Elder Xu was not sure whether the sect master was happy or angry, so he did not dare to say anything more. He just lowered his head and waited. After a while, he heard the sect master speak again.
"Elder Xu has been in Jindaomen for many years, and he has been through life and death for me Jindaomen many times. How could Wang forget this friendship? It's just..."
When Elder Xu heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked up, only to see that the sect master had turned around and looked in the direction where Yi Qi left on his horse... His mind moved, as if he had guessed what the sect master was thinking, and immediately He stepped forward and asked softly: "Is the sect master worried that Yi Qi has different intentions?"
Wang Yan saw that his purpose of beating Elder Xu had been accomplished, and the next step in his plan still required him to do it, so he naturally said: "Yes...this Yi Qi is different from you. You all followed Wang to establish the Golden Knife Sect." Although I... saved his life, for so many years, no matter whether we annexed other small sects or other small sects, he never took action. This time I go... I'm worried He did something detrimental to our Golden Blade Sect."
Wang Yanzi set up the four pavilions of Zhuque, Xuanwu, Qingcang and Baihu in the Golden Knife Sect, and promoted eight sword-guarding elders. Elder Xu thought that he was the first to follow Wang Yan and had made many meritorious deeds when the Golden Knife Sect expanded. I, sitting firmly in the top position of Zhuque Pavilion, did not expect to be snatched away by Yi Qi, who was half-saved by the sect master. I had long been resentful. Now that I heard that the sect master was wary of Yi Qi, Elder Xu He was secretly happy in his heart, but his face was frowning and he spoke angrily.
"Don't worry, Sect Master. If you are really worried about him, I will keep an eye on him. If he dares to have any objections, I will clean up the door for Sect Master." After saying this, Elder Xu felt relieved when he saw Sect Master's expression softening slightly. .
"Elder Xu is indeed the mainstay of my Golden Knife Sect, but...I thought...Elder Yi was here to go, but he was accidentally plotted by someone. On the way to his death, Elder Xu was ordered by me to go to rescue him, but he only greeted him. Elder Hui Yi...corpse."
When Elder Xu heard this, his face was still frowning, and he was already happy in his heart. He didn't expect that the opportunity he had been waiting for would come to him so easily. He hurriedly responded: "Don't worry, Master, I will catch up soon." Go...before he leaves Bianjing, come back with his head to revive..."
"Don't be anxious... When you go, you have to act secretly and don't make any noise. It won't be too late to wait until Yi Qi takes the head of the person who came from the south. Also, when Heng'er goes, you have to protect him. , if you are in danger, ignore everything else..."
Seeing Elder Xu's vows, Wang Yan remained busy and continued: "When you go north this time, you can choose from the best in the sect... When you return after your success, the leader of the sword-guarding elders in Suzaku Pavilion... "
Elder Xu got Wang Yan's promise, as if the top spot of Zhuqueke was already in his pocket, he immediately beamed with joy and responded repeatedly: "Don't worry, Master, Xu will live up to the trust of the Master."
Some people died, but not completely...
