Blade of the Sword Master

The wind keeps recalling Xiao Dun's words, especially the last sentence, whether today's heavenly race is stronger or worse.

Is it right or wrong to value ethnic bloodlines and despise other races? Whether or not the Heavenly Nation has become a frog at the bottom of the well.

There was no answer at a time in my heart. In the end, I ignored everyone around me. The wind guard left silently, losing to Xiao Dun. At first, the wind guard was unwilling. I always felt that Xiao Dun was victorious, but at the end of the day, what Xiao Dun said made the wind guard secretly seem to touch something, but I couldn't say it clearly.

Without knowing how the wind is feeling now, he defeated the six great sons of Nine Heavens, and Xiao Dun walked back to his place of residence, and there was always no appearance of Tian Yue and Lanya waiting here at this time.

When Xiao Dun returned safely and unharmed, Tian Yue was relieved, but Lanya beside him smiled and said, "Look at you nervously, without the two of us, how could they be rivals of the Holy Palace with the wind alone, I told you not to worry long ago. ”

Lanya was not surprised by the victory of Xiao Dun and others. This was a battle of great disparities in strength. The voice fell and she did not wait for Heaven to reply. Lanya looked at Xiao Dun and said that there were faint worries in the words.

“Xiao Dun, I think this is a bit inappropriate. Since you are doing this for the sake of heaven and joy, you should fight the fence fairly. If you do this, the fence won't be willing to lose. ”

According to Lanya, Xiao Dun should fight fairly and with the strength of Xiao Dun, you can be completely free from the fear of the wind, so that the wind and the many disciples of Nine Heavens can oral.

Listening to Lanya, Xiao Dun smiled faintly. “It's precisely for the sake of joy that I'm going to do this. Rest assured, the wind will soon understand. ”

It is precisely because of the joy of heaven that Xiao Dun chose not to make any sense. It seemed to defeat the wind with more bullying and less. I don't understand what Xiao Dun means. Lan Ya leaned aside and did not continue to ask.

After defeating Feng and six others, no one dares to provoke any more. At night, the cave where the Feng lives, with the exception of Tian Yue and Lan Ya, the other six Sons of Heaven are all here.

In the daytime war, people were almost defeated by Xiao Dun and others without any power to fight back, but for such failures, everyone did not acknowledge that Xiao Dun was victorious.

The injuries were not serious, so the six people were also gathered together, and of course, more was spilling resentment towards Xiao Dun and the Holy Palace.

And just when the six complained to each other, silently, an old man appeared in the room, and the old man was not someone else, he was the first great pride of the Nine Heavens.

In the face of the sudden appearance of the elderly, the six helpers were stunned first, but soon it was a respectful courtesy, “see Great Respect. ”

Looking at the six people's faces were blue and purple, the old man smiled slightly, waved his hand and said, “Sit down and say it. ”

The elderly sat on the throne without permission, while the six men who helped the wind sat on the lower left and right sides of the elderly.

I measured some six people, and the old man laughed, "What, are you upset about what happened today? ”

“Returning to His Majesty, the battle of the Holy Palace is deceitful, victorious and defenceless indeed.” Listening to the old man, one of the sons rose up and said, full of anger.

Hearing the answer from the son, the old man looked directly into the windward path, “And you, too, think the Holy Palace is victorious? ”

In the face of the old man's enquiry, the windshield did not say anything, but it also nodded slightly to acknowledge that, although today's dusty words complicate the mood of the windshield, the windshield is indeed uncomfortable when it comes to winning or losing things.

So did the wind, the old man laughed, “You are all the sons of my nine heavens, the future pillars of my kingdom, ridiculously, your eyes will be so short, you can't even see such simple things. ”

As soon as the old man said this, each of the six people in the wind is confused. I don't know what the old man means. Finally, the wind helper asked, "Please speak plainly. ”

When the wind opened its mouth, the old man said faintly, "You see nothing but the victory of the Holy Palace. Have you ever wondered why the Holy Palace, or Xiao Dun, is doing this? ”

“Do you really think Xiao Dun won't fight you fairly? ”

“Not to say far away, just say that the Blood Demon War just ended, Xiao Dun can go up and down with that Moxie War, the wind, let me ask you, how is your strength better than the Moxie?” The old man asked.

“Not so good.” Rumor has it, the windshield bows back.

Ink evil is the first son of the Night Ghost Pavilion. The wind is only the third son of Nine Heavens. His strength is naturally less than Ink evil. Hear the word of the wind, the old man continues.

“So, that Xiao Dun can fight with Mu Xi, do you think he would dare to fight you fairly? What do you think of your chances of winning against Xiao Dun? ”

All along, Feng Six people have realized that Xiao Du was afraid of a fair fight, so they chose to cheat more and less, but now that they heard the old man, Feng Six finally understood, Xiao Du is not afraid at all, fair fight, Xiao Du also has the power to win.

But if you have the strength to win, why did Xiao Dun choose such a victory? Doubts arose again in the mind, and the elderly did not leave the six to speak this time, but answered directly.

“So your eyes are too short, ask, if Xiao Dun is choosing the hall of worship to defeat you, then today, under the eyes of so many disciples, you lose, and then how can you wait in Heaven? Where's your face? And how can I continue my alliance with the Holy Palace in Nine Heavens? ”

Not even a few questions, rumors, windshields, etc. are stupid. The goods, immediately understood what the old man meant.

Xiao Dun chose this seemingly unarmed way, in fact, because he cared about their face.

Imagine how horrible the repression of the morale of the Nine Heavens would be if one of them, the Sons of the Nine Heavens, were rightly in the hands of the Sons of the Holy Palace, and how they, the Sons of the Nine Heavens, would be in their own hands in the future.

Along with the old man's words, Feng and others understood, Ziyu was more sophisticated and whispered, "So what Xiao Dun did was to take care of our face? ”

I had no idea that Xiao Dun's victory was to take into account their face and the morale of many disciples in Nine Heavens.

Seeing all six faces is complicated, the old man whispered, “Without Tian Yue and Lan Ya, this battle would have been doomed to defeat, and defeat in this way, at least preserving your faces. In the view of the disciples below, you will only feel that the temple is despicable, not that you are too weak. ”

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