Refusing to ascend at the beginning

Chapter 193 Gift of the Sword
Su Han put his hands behind his hands and looked at where he was confronting the elders of Zhu Qingchi Sword Sect.

No wonder he specifically tested himself yesterday and said, "I won't hold back."

Yesterday I was still confused about what he was talking about, but today it became clear that he had already planned this.

Liu Yidao's expression was mixed with shock and admiration, and his face was very exciting. The other party did what he wanted to do but never dared to do.

Pei Wenshu watched Liu Yidao out of the corner of his eye, knowing that the latter was unhappy in the clan, and worried that the latter would follow He Fang's example in a fit of anger.

The elder of Mingjing Peak said with deep anger hidden in his cold eyes, "Okay, okay, okay, if that's the case, then it will be as you wish. From today onwards, you are no longer my disciple of the Qingchi Sword Sect."

Although the Elder of Pofa Peak was very shocked and angry because of what, he heard the former's words and regained a little clarity. He looked at the former and said, "Is it too childish to make such a hasty decision? Regarding the matter, we still need to inform Master Lu and let him make a decision."

The elder of Mingjing Peak snorted coldly, "Even if Peak Master Lu tries to persuade him to stay, I, Mingjing Peak, will never agree to let him stay in the sect again. What's the use of such a rebellious person staying in the sect?"

At this time, a voice came from above, "He Fang is the one who broke the Law Peak. How to deal with him does not require the intervention of other Sword Peaks."

Everyone looked up and saw Lu Sen's figure slowly falling down.

The elder of Breaking Law Peak felt certain that with Master Lu taking charge of the overall situation, this farce should end.

Everyone saluted Lu Sen. Lu Sen just nodded coldly, looking at where he was like a hawk, "If you feel aggrieved, please tell me why you used such extreme measures."

He Fang smiled and said, "Tell me? You have ears to hear now, but you didn't see the 'injustice' before?"

The irreverent disrespect in his tone made everyone speechless. They must know that Master Lu is the sword leader of the Six Peaks of Qing Chi. In terms of combat power and prestige, he is only slightly inferior to Immortal Ling Heng.

The implication of He Fang's words is that Lu Sen is one of the people behind the scenes, and he really doesn't give the latter any face.

Su Han raised his eyebrows, admiring He Fang unstintingly in his eyes.

A chill appeared on Lu Sen's face, and he remained silent, as if he didn't bother to answer his question. Instead, he said coldly: "Go back to the peak and wait for the news."

He Fang scratched his head and said: "Master Lu, you may have arrived a little late. I have already returned my sword to your sect and withdrew from the sect. I am now a disciple of the Spirit Ape Sect."

Lu Sen didn't look at the high-quality sharp weapon stuck in front of him and said, "I'm sorry you feel wronged. I can pretend you can't see it this time and take the sword back."

He Fangze looked at him seriously, "You can pretend you can't see it, but I can't pretend it never happened."

Lu Sen looked at the unyielding and stubborn former, with more and more coldness in his eyes.

Seeing that he still had no reaction, He Fang continued to say calmly: "I have made up my mind. If the sect doesn't allow it, I will betray the sect and leave one day. Why not take this opportunity to get together and go away?"

Hearing this, everyone was surprised.

He Fang is the only one who can say "treason against the clan" in such a high-sounding way, and he can say it while standing in front of the sword head.

After He Fang said such shameless words, the chill in Lu Sen's eyes had accumulated deeply.

As if that wasn't enough, He Fang added more fuel to the fire, "I entered the sect, but I didn't sign a contract of betrayal. I also have a choice. Moreover, I have returned the sword and will never use Qing Chi again in the future." The swordsmanship of the Sword Sect. Having said that, Lord Lu Feng, please help me."

Everyone held their breath to watch Lu Sen's reaction.

Lu Sen looked at He Fang coldly for a long time.

Then, he didn't speak, but raised his hand slightly, and the sword stuck on the ground fell into his hand.

I didn't see how his spiritual energy fluctuated, but with just a gentle force on his palm, the high-quality sharp weapon was suddenly broken into two pieces!

He Fang let out a muffled groan, with a trace of distress inevitably showing in his eyes.

This sword has been with him since he entered the sect and became a disciple of the sword, and it was always maintained by his spiritual energy.

Lu Sen has already answered with action.

He Xiang bowed slightly to the former, and bowed to his uncles and elders who had taught him swords at Pofa Peak.

Lu Sen stopped looking at him, snorted coldly, threw the broken sword in his hand to the disciple of Mojian Peak, and said, "Melt it, and then forge a new sword."

Then he looked around at everyone and said, "I'll make you laugh. The Dharma-Giving Conference is about to begin. Please continue."

After saying that, his figure disappeared from here.

After he left, everyone in front of the mountain wall was still silent. There was no longer dissatisfaction and anger in their eyes, replaced by a little admiration.

He Fang looked at the elder of Breaking Law Peak with a smile and said, "Elder Zhou, can you put my name on it already?"

The elder of Pofa Peak looked very complicated and felt extremely depressed, but Lu Sen had already concluded the matter and there was nothing he could do about it.

He stretched out his hand to grab a jade tablet, a green light glowed from his hand, and then he hit it against the mountain wall, deeply embedded in it.

He Fang looked up at the jade plaque that read "Ling Yuan Sect, He Fang, Four Realms" and smiled.

Seeing that the dust had settled, Su Han's eyes had been following He Fang. Seeing that the latter was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly said: "Wait a minute."

The latter paused and looked at him doubtfully.

Su Han unfolded his sleeves, rolled out a sword from his storage bag, and threw it towards the latter.

He Fang caught the sword, his soul swept away, and he was immediately extremely surprised.

Top grade sharp weapon?

He looked up at the young man in white robe, wondering what the latter meant.

Su Han clasped his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Since we are going to participate in the Dharma Gifting Conference, how can we do it without a sword?"

"Since I am ready to return the sword to the sect, how could I not prepare a new sword? Thank you for your kindness, I don't need it."

Su Han shook his head, "The handle you have is probably not as good as this one. Just take it. If you don't like it after using it, you can just give it back to me after the conference."

He Fang felt that even though it was his first contact with the sword, it felt like water and milk blended together. The sharp edge emanating from the sword was much stronger than the one he had used before.

For a while, he couldn't put it down.

He looked up at Su Han. Although he didn't know why the latter suddenly gave him the sword, he was not a mother-in-law, so he said: "Thank you very much. But I will not be merciful. I will try my best to defeat you and take it." Quota to the Xianzong grand meeting."

Su Xuan smiled and nodded and said, "Okay."

He Fang stroked the sword in his hand and asked, "Does this sword have a name?"

"You can pick up the Masterless Sword yourself." Su Han said.

He Fang thought for a while, put the sword back into the cave, and said: "Today I leave the Qingji Sword Sect, and from now on I will embark on my own Qingyun Road, let's call it Qingyun Sword."

After that, he waved to Su Han, stretched out his figure, and flew towards the cliff above.

Su Xuan looked at his figure and smiled slightly.

　Last night and this morning, when things weren't so serious, I took the time to code this chapter.

　　My body temperature has soared to 39.5 since noon, and now it is 40 degrees. I have a headache and brain fever, and I can no longer think. I haven’t touched a word today, and I probably won’t update it tomorrow. I need to take a rest.

　　I'll update when it's restored.

　　Sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)