Several elders looked at her suspiciously. Who dared to provoke the little princess of the Demon Sword Pavilion and made her cry so sadly? Yan Bingyun? There was no one else except him.

"I cried so sadly. When that boy Yan Bingyun came back, I'm afraid this beating would not be lighter." The elder shook his head, and his face showed a look of laughter and crying. He said unhappy, "You said that boy is so old, why are you messing with this little girl? I don't know that she is the heart of the Pavilion Master?"

"Why do I feel like I'm not provoked by Bingyun..." The third elder frowned.

"Who else dares to provoke this little princess except him?" the second elder said.

"Okay, I'll say less." Hearing these elders, he used Yan Bingyun's affairs to make fun of Yan Yunshang, Dugu Qiu glared at them, then patted Yan Yunshang's shoulder, smiled and comforted, and said, "Is that boy Bingyun bullying you? Tell Master, I will punish him severely for you."

"Wuwuwu, it's not the eldest brother." Yan Yunshang was still swallowing even more, and his voice sounded intermittently.

When Dugu Qiu heard that it was not Yan Bingyun that bullying her, Dugu Qiu frowned slightly, and a snorted "snorted" in his nose, a faint murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and said, "It's not Bingyun? Who is that? Tell Master, I'll catch the person and let you deal with it."

Master…respecting him.

Go and arrest someone in person?

This is the real thing, and it is full of love. Who else can be treated as a disciple of the entire Demon Sword Pavilion except the junior sister? Even the eldest brother Yan Bingyun doesn’t have it!

Not far away, the second-generation disciples looked over with sourness.

They didn't dare to get close to the past. Although they were all given the surname of the "Yan" clan of the ancestor of the Sword Pavilion, and were nominally second-generation disciples, the gap was not a small part compared to Yan Bingyun, Yan Yunshang and Yan Chongwu.

"Wuwuwu...Master, Big...Senior Brother is dead." Yan Yunshang cried, calmed down, raised his head and looked at Dugu Qiu even more, and said, "There are also the younger brother Chongwu. They are all dead, all dead, and all killed. If Shang'er hadn't brought the Eagle Demon, I wouldn't have seen you, Master."

"What...what, Bingyun and the others are all dead?"

Boom!

The city lord's mansion was in an uproar!

All the elders were stunned, with a dull look on their faces, and looked at Yan Yunshang in a daze.

It feels like a bolt from the blue.

Can't believe it.

Their Demon Sword Pavilion is not those small sects. It has Dugu Qiu, a strong man at the peak of the Yuanying, and the purpose of the Demon Sword Pavilion is to take killing as the most respectable thing. Who dares to provoke their disciples? It would be fine if they were ordinary disciples from three generations.

Who doesn’t know that Yan Bingyun is the eldest disciple of the Demon Sword Pavilion and the first disciple of Dugu Qiu?

Don't want to live anymore?

"Who... did..." Dugu Qiu's face was gloomy, his eyes twitched a few times, and his murderous intent instantly covered the entire city lord's mansion. Some sword cultivators with a shallow cultivation kneeled on the ground and couldn't stop trembling.

"The people from Zhou Wu Dynasty." Yan Yunshang wiped away the tears on his face, with a resentful look on his eyes, and said, "It was that bitch, Luo Yuheng, the people she brought to kill the eldest brother and the others, as well as Shi Zhan from Xiliang Kingdom, who were also her accomplices."

When he heard the words "Zhou Wuchao", not only Dugu Qiu was stunned, but even the elders who were still in grief looked up at Yan Yunshang with a confused look on their faces.

Unbelievable.

It seems unbelievable.

When can a small secular dynasty kill their great disciples in the Demon Sword Pavilion?

"Yun Shang, the Luo Yuheng you are talking about is the national master of Zhou Wu Dynasty. If I remember correctly, her strength should be much worse than Bing Yun." The elder frowned and said.

"That bitch, I can't even beat me, how could I kill my senior brother..." Yan Yunshang snorted, and said with red eyes: "It was the person she brought with me, who killed my senior brother and my junior brother Chongwu."

Bingyun is dead.

Yan Chongwu, the most talented disciple, was also dead.

There are also a lot of second-generation and third-generation disciples. This is the first time this pair of Demon Sword Pavilion has been invincible.

So many disciples died.

At this moment, Dugu Qiu's face was extremely gloomy. As the head of the sect, he naturally would not be the kind of person who would ignore him when he was impulsive.

The most important point.

What is Yan Bingyun's strength? If you want to kill him, you must at least have the Nascent Soul Realm.

He is just the Nascent Soul Realm...

How dare you bet on the verge of being too big?

"Shang'er, what's going on? You say from beginning to end, don't hide a word." Dugu Qiu took a deep breath, and although his fists were clenched tightly, the sound of "kill" and "kill" still showed no urgent appearance on the surface.
Chapter completed!