Sima Wei stared at Song Xuan for a moment. When they met, he asked himself why he was not dead yet. This young man was so arrogant and murderous!
"I have lived for so long, and this is the first time I have seen you so crazy!"
The corner of Song Xuan's mouth raised, "What a coincidence, you saw it today!"
If it were another novel, he would be Song Xuan's court eagle dog, the villain boss, and the Wuque Grandmaster who is under twenty-five years old. Is it normal for him to be arrogant?
Sima Wei fell silent.
The minions at the bottom couldn't feel Song Xuan's terror and could be arrogant and domineering, but he couldn't.
He is the leader of a sect, and he cannot attract master-level enemies to the Qingcheng sect just based on his whim.
Even if he is not afraid, the Qingcheng Sect has a great cause and thousands of disciples cannot stay in the mountains all their lives, right?
Looking at the disciple who was impaled on the wooden pillar, he took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his chest, and asked: "My disciple has excellent qualifications. He is already a genius before he is forty years old. At the age of sixty, He was expected to break through to the Grandmaster realm and become one of the future successors of our Qingcheng Sect.
As a result, after less than a year of training after going down the mountain, I died at the hands of Your Excellency... There must be some reason for Your Excellency to kill my disciple, right? "
Song Xuan crossed his arms and glanced at Sima Wei.
The old Taoist priest did not lose his mind due to the impact of anger. Instead, he began to talk about the truth. This made Song Xuan somewhat disappointed.
He originally planned to rush up and punch the person if he was unreasonable.
However, he, Song Xuan, has always been a righteous man who convinces people with reason. Since the other party wants to reason with him, he should try to reason with him. If he doesn't make sense, then beat him up!
To be honest, Wang Baihu and others could only improvise, but it was not easy to use.
This Sima Wei was a master after all. If he knew how to advance and retreat, he wouldn't be able to be used as a thug.
Song Xuan pointed at Yun Zhonghe who was lying in a pool of blood, who was taking in less air and giving out more air, and said: "This man's name is Yun Zhonghe. He is a well-known evil man in the world. He has raped and abused countless women. His name is Sima Head." It shouldn’t be unfamiliar, right?”
Sima Wei frowned, "Is he Yun Zhonghe? Back then, the old Taoist had assigned tasks to the sect and ordered his disciples to hunt down Yun Zhonghe.
But this person later disappeared for several years and never showed up again, so the matter was ignored. "
Sima Wei can cultivate to the master level, so he is certainly not a dull person. His face immediately turned a little ugly, "Is the death of my disciple related to Yun Zhonghe?"
Song Xuan briefly told the reason for the incident, and then said: "I have killed countless people, and it is not an exaggeration to say that I kill without blinking an eye.
But I kill decisively, but I don't kill innocent people indiscriminately.
Although your disciple made rude remarks, if the law is enforced impartially, the most I can do is injure him and not kill him!
But it's a pity that Yun Zhonghe, who has done many evil things, is a local wealthy businessman and a good man in his eyes. As for the people who died in Yun Zhonghe's hands, they are just ants of no importance, not worth mentioning. "
Song Xuan waved his sleeves and the paper left by Liu Zhang before his death flew out and landed in front of Sima Wei.
"See for yourself what kind of things your disciple associates with and what kind of things he does!"
Sima Wei took the paper and glanced at it quickly, his expression became extremely ugly.
"If this is the case, then it would be a shame for him to die!"
He sighed, clasped his fists at Song Xuan and said, "I think this gentleman is a senior member of the Xuanyi Guard. There are some things I have to say to my face.
Our Qingcheng sect is not a crooked sect, and is considered a well-known and upright sect in Sichuan and Chongqing.
But as the sect grows and there are more disciples, there will always be some martial arts scum, and this kind of thing is difficult to avoid.
But my personal character cannot represent my Qingcheng sect as a whole. I hope you will not have a bad opinion of my Qingcheng sect because of this.
In fact, Pindao will go down the mountain once every three years to check the results of each disciple's practice in the world, and by the way, he will also clean up some disciples who have fallen into evil ways.
This Li Hong was originally a disciple that Pindao was extremely optimistic about, but it was a pity that his charming eyes had fallen to this level in less than a year, and his martial arts talent was wasted. "
Song Xuan stared at him with his deep eyes, feeling that this person did not seem to be speaking against his will, and nodded slightly at the moment.
As expected of a Taoist cultivator, his character is indeed much stronger than that of ordinary people in the martial arts world.
It seems that today's pretentious slap-in-the-face plot of beating the younger ones to offend the older ones, and beating the older ones to offend the entire sect cannot continue.
"Since the Taoist Master is a sensible person, I won't make things difficult for you. You can take your disciple's body back with you."
Sima Wei thanked you: "Thank you, sir. I wonder what you call me?"
"Song Xuan!"
Sima Wei was stunned, as if he had thought of something, and a look of fear appeared on his face, "But Song Xuan, who killed a million soldiers in Qingzhou with one man and one sword?"
"Oh?" Song Xuan smiled, "Has my reputation spread here?"
Sima Wei laughed dryly, and it was not only spread to the Northern Song Dynasty, but also spread to all the nine states of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Who knows the name of the Killing God Song Xuan among all the powerful sects in the world now?
In terms of the number of individual kills alone, even the bloodthirsty and murderous members of the Demon Cult probably can't even compare to you!
He secretly thought it was a fluke. Fortunately, he was a reasonable person and did not blindly protect his shortcomings. Otherwise, he would have turned against this murderous god. With his ruthless style, the entire Qingcheng sect would have been killed. Keep!
Holding his disciple's body in his arms, Sima Wei prepared to leave this place.
He was somewhat aware of the relationship between Xuan Yiwei and local government officials. He had already had a premonition that when the God of Death Song Xuan came here, he might not only be just for fun, but also might be followed by a bloody and horrific killing.
He had already made a plan in his mind. He must recall all the disciples who were practicing in the mountain city to the mountain gate as soon as possible and stay away from this land of right and wrong.
This is a battle between the imperial factions. Although the Qingcheng faction has a great business, it is nothing compared to these imperial giants. If it is affected casually, the entire sect may cease to exist.
"Hahaha!!!"
At this moment, a laughter that sent out a bone-chilling chill suddenly came from the horizon, like a muffled thunder that suddenly exploded in the cold winter, shaking the streets and shaking the houses.
"Old Taoist Sima, thanks to your longevity, you don't dare to take revenge even if your disciple is beaten to death. What's the point of living after someone does what you do?"
This sudden taunt made Sima Wei's face become extremely ugly.
Song Xuan's eyes lit up.
"Another Grandmaster is here?"
At this moment, his desire to kill the martial arts master with one punch rose again.
And at this moment, bursts of pious chanting came from the distance, with enthusiastic and even crazy tones, and even the sound of suona playing sounded on the street.
"Old Immortal Xingxiu, the Dharma Master in the Central Plains, has vast supernatural powers and boundless magical power!"
"Old Immortal Xingxiu, his magical power is boundless, he will enjoy immortal blessings forever, and his life span will be as long as the sky!"
