As a noble Pavilion Elder, she naturally had to uphold the dignity and rules of the sect.
Xiao Yang chuckled and comforted them, "Don't worry. Although I, Xiao Yang, won't kill him, he still won't be able to walk out of the tomb alive."
The Sword Pavilion Elder was doubtful and didn't believe him.
The other disciples of the Sword Pavilion were also suspicious, but seeing that Xiao Yang had never lied, they reluctantly waited for his answer.
Jian Shisan sneered and looked at Xiao Yang with disdain. "Xiao Yang, you said it yourself. If you don't kill me, I'll walk out of the tomb for you to see. Hmph."
Just as he turned around and was about to walk out of the tomb, Wei Zhongxiong arrived with a large group of Sword Pavilion disciples.
The disciples of the two great sects met again.
When they were outside the Ancient Tomb, Wei Zhongxiong had relied on his cultivation and the disciples of the Sword Pavilion to suppress Xiao Yang and the Sword Pavilion Elder.
In this ancient tomb, Wei Zhongxiong still relied on his powerful cultivation to be superior to others. On the contrary, his Heaven Sect's Sword Pavilion disciples had decreased by two-thirds. The remaining one-third were filled with fear and uneasiness. They only calmed down when they saw the Sword Pavilion Elder, Xiao Yang, and the others.
Yes, since Wei Zhongxiong's group lost two-thirds of their talents in the tomb, their minds had almost collapsed. They all braced themselves to enter the tomb and walked in front of the Sword Pavilion Elder, Xiao Yang, and the others.
They didn't expect that they would finally succeed.
As long as they saw the Sword Pavilion Elder and Xiao Yang, it would be fine. With them leading the way, they would definitely be able to walk out of the tomb.
Each and every one of them seemed to have seen a glimmer of hope, a glimmer of life, and they became much more spirited.
"Poison Sect, why are you dawdling and not bringing the Immortal Sword to us? What are you planning?"
Wei Zhongxiong directly berated Xiao Yang, the Sword Pavilion Elder, and the others.
After all, Xiao Yang, the Sword Pavilion Elder, and the others were forced to enter the tomb by him. Their purpose was to help him find the Immortal Sword.
Even though he had lost two-thirds of his men, he still had the absolute advantage. He still had the right to order people like the Sword Pavilion Elder and Xiao Yang around.
After scolding, he saw the immortal swords in the hands of Xiao Yang and the Sword Pavilion Elder. His eyes lit up and his face was full of greed.
Wasn't their goal of coming to this ancient sword immortal ruin to search for the Immortal Sword? In the first chamber, both the man and the immortal sword were destroyed. However, there were more than ten immortal swords in the second chamber. This was simply a huge fortune.
Although these swords were in the hands of Sword Pavilion Elder, Xiao Yang, and the others, they still ended up in his hands. Haha …
To Wei Zhongxiong, the matter of the Immortal Sword was already settled. It was just a matter of getting it sooner or later.
Now was naturally not the right time to fight for the Immortal Sword, because only the Sword Pavilion Elder, Xiao Yang, and the others knew the way out of the tomb. If they turned against each other, it would be disadvantageous for him to leave the tomb.
He thought that he should find a way out. He had just scolded them sternly. If he softened his stance now, wouldn't he lose face?
Xiao Yang pointed at Sword 13 and said, "You're the Sword Pavilion Master of the Sky Sect, Wei Zhongxiong, right? Yo, where are those outstanding elite disciples of yours?"
He deliberately transferred Wei Zhongxiong's conflict and hatred to Sword 13.
It would have been better if this matter was not mentioned. Once it was mentioned, Wei Zhongxiong's fiery temper immediately exploded. His eyes revealed hatred and resentment. When he thought of the dozen or so outstanding disciples that had died in the first chamber, his heart ached.
He snorted coldly, and his gaze fell onto Sword 13 as he shouted out explosively, "Sword 13, how audacious of you to dare scheme against me. Are you tired of living?"
If it wasn't for Sword 13's message, how could they have suffered such a huge loss?
The other disciples of the Sword Pavilion also stared at Sword 13 with hatred, their eyes filled with indescribable anger.
Sword 13 was instantly dumbfounded. His face was filled with confusion, and he was a little confused about the situation.
Heavens, I've already done my duty as a traitor. It's fine if I didn't get any praise, but how can I be scolded? What did I do wrong?
Sword 13 thought, if it wasn't for my message, how could you guys enter here smoothly?
The more he thought, the angrier he got. A huge contribution couldn't be erased. Even if there was no contribution, at least there was hard work, right?
He who had once again suffered a huge grievance couldn't help but roar angrily. He rebuked Wei Zhongxiong, "Wei Zhongxiong, that's enough. I, Sword 13, betrayed the Poison Sect, colluded with you, and became a spy that everyone curses. I sold information to you, yet you still berate me so rudely? On what basis? "
Sword 13 did indeed have a reason to be angry. He didn't do anything wrong at all. Instead, he was cautious and conscientious. He was very worthy of his identity as a spy.
What reason did Wei Zhongxiong have to scold him?
"You dare contradict this Pavilion Master, you're courting death."
Wei Zhongxiong roared angrily, then raised his leg and fiercely stomped on the ground. Immediately, the ground trembled, and a majestic force exploded out, instantly smashing onto Sword 13's body, directly blasting Sword 13 flying out, smashing into the wall, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, he dispiritedly fell to the ground.
He'd always thought that the reason he'd lost two thirds of his outstanding disciples was entirely because of this bastard, Sword 13.
Because to him who was extremely confident, he would absolutely not be wrong. The only one who was wrong was the entire world.
For example, if he wanted to hit someone and they didn't allow him to, then it was the world's fault and not his fault.
All the disciples of the Poison Sect's Sword Pavilion were stunned. What's going on? Why did they start fighting at the slightest disagreement? Didn't Sword 13 collude with Wei Zhongxiong? This was something Sword 13 had admitted himself. Could it be that they'd turned against each other and become enemies?
The Sword Pavilion Elder glanced at Xiao Yang and seemed to be lost in thought.
Xiao Yang maintained his signature smile from beginning to end as if he'd expected this scene.
No wonder Xiao Yang said that there would naturally be someone to deal with Sword 13. So it was true and not false.
All the disciples of the Poison Sect's Sword Pavilion had a whole new level of respect for Xiao Yang and didn't dare believe it.
After Wei Zhongxiong injured Sword 13, he didn't let Sword 13 off because of this. He snorted coldly, took a few steps forward, arrived before Sword 13, and then stomped down, stepping on Sword 13's chest, and roared furiously at Sword 13: "Sword 13, you caused this Pavilion Master to lose over ten outstanding disciples, and this Pavilion Master still hasn't settled the score with you, what qualifications do you have to shout at me?"
Those were over ten outstanding elites of the Sword Pavilion. All of them possessed outstanding natural talent and possessed outstanding natural endowments. If they were given sufficient time to grow, they would absolutely be able to reach Wu Zun's level. However, they were gone just like that. How could he not feel heartache? During this period of time, he'd even exhausted quite a bit of heavenly treasures and resources that were immeasurable. All of this was a loss.
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