The rest of the people, whether they were on the righteous path or the demonic path, stood in their positions, quietly waiting for Zhan Wuji's arrival.
At this moment, a thunderous voice came from the curtain: "Zhan Wuji! You beast, don't, don't, don't!"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the Eight Sects was stunned.
"Zhan Wuji."
There is actually Zhan Wuji here, not Ji Lu from their natural religion?
There was silence.
In the whole world, there was only the sound of the howling wind and the sound of bells.
After a moment, the elder wearing a gray gown said with some uncertainty: "Are you Zhan Wuji of Chongming Sect?"
Before he finished speaking, an angry voice sounded from behind the screen.
"My name is Si Hong Qingluan, the leader of the Sheng Sect and the wife of Zhang Jingli!"
"How dare you do this to me, I'm going to skin you alive!"
"If you just let it go, I can forget about it..."
Her voice was full of anger, even with a bit of struggle and breathlessness. It was obvious that it was extremely difficult for her to say this.
What? !
The person who was divined by others is Si Hongqingming?
Everyone, whether on the right path or the devil path, was shocked by it.
Zhan Wuji's strength may not be weaker than any of the nine major forces, but he is the holy son of the Chongming Sect after all.
How dare the Holy Son of the Chongming Sect do that to the wife of the former head of the Chongming Sect and the current head of the Chongming Sect in public?
He even used a secret voice transmission method to call them to watch the game together?
What's happening here?
When everyone was extremely shocked, Wushi Villa was the first to come to their senses, with calm expressions and joy on their faces.
"The Immortal Emperor of War is indeed well-deserved. On the way here, we also discussed that as an Immortal Emperor, how can he be compared to a low-level immortal from an illusory small sect."
"Now that I think about it, His Majesty just wanted to temper his state of mind, so he acted so recklessly and aloofly. It is really because of our narrow vision."
"By the way, Senior Zhang."
At this time, Wuyouzi and others looked at Zhang Jingli and nodded with approval, "Zhang Xianzun has penetrated all the illusions in this world and seen the real truth."
The young man with an elegant temperament put away the gold-painted folding fan in his hand, clapped his palms, and said with emotion: "My life in the void is indeed a bit boring, but with Master Zhan and Master Zhang , I won’t be lonely either!”
When Zhang Jingli heard this, he suddenly woke up and became furious and murderous!
But soon, he regained his composure.
be cheated!
We must get out of here as soon as possible!
Thinking of this, Zhang Jingli wanted to use his body skills to escape, but at this moment, a Cui Wei majestic sword energy came through the air and locked him instantly.
In an instant, a formidable aura filled the air, as if he would be attacked by a bolt of lightning if he made even the slightest move!
"The Supreme among Swords?"
He paused, turned around, looked at He Fiqiong, and said coldly: "What's the matter?"
He Fuqiong was wearing a dark green gown and stood in mid-air. The flying sword in his hand was swimming around him like a clear spring. His eyes were bright, as if they contained thousands of lightnings. He looked into the distance. Zhang Jingli, are those Zhan Wuji and your wife Si Hong?
He has not been in contact with Zhan Wuji for a long time, but he can feel that this generation of the Chongming Sect's Holy Son is not a vicious person. On the contrary, he is still very kind. If he was not born in the Chongming lineage, , the ancestor was also a member of the Chongming lineage. He took the wrong path and was inextricably linked to the Chongming lineage. Perhaps, he would be a well-known and upright genius!
In his opinion, Zhan Wuji would never do such an outrageous thing.
However, to say that Chongming Sect is bluffing, the price is too high!
Now that Zhang Jingli was here, he simply asked.
Seeing this scene, the Zhengdao disciples present all recovered from the extreme shock. They asked in unison: "Zhang Jingli, was your wife told by Zhan Wuji?"
Cen Fangwo's heart moved: "Could it be that Zhan Wuji is the master of all this, or is this all a plan of the Chongming Sect?"
Meng Hongxuan's delicate willow eyebrows frowned slightly and murmured to herself: "Judging from Zhan Wuji's performance, he is not the kind of ruthless or reckless person. Maybe it is the woman named Si Hong who wants to seduce him. "
Yan Sichun also frowned, his clothes were fluttering, and his handsome face was full of doubts: "What happened?"
Disappointment, shock, disbelief... Just when she thought of "Gui Meng Sword", her eyes suddenly lit up, she looked at Zhang Jingli, and asked in a low voice: "Zhang Jingli, please explain to me... "
Empress Liu Gu's eyes flashed, and she said cautiously: "What is Zhang Qianzong's opinion regarding the matter between Zhan Wuji and your wife Si Hong Qingluan?"
When Zhang Jingli heard this, his face gradually became ugly, like the calm before the storm, his face became extremely ugly.
However, he is still the leader of a generation of sects, and his state of mind and methods are far beyond those of ordinary people. He knows that at this time, he must stay calm!
Now, Zhan Wuji had humiliated his wife in front of everyone. If he didn't take revenge on Zhan Wuji immediately, wouldn't he become everyone's laughing stock! Wanting to be the patriarch of the Zhang family is even more of a dream! It can be said that from now on, it will be difficult for him to climb up.
However, with his current strength, attacking Zhan Wuji would be tantamount to seeking death!
Therefore, at this time, you must not be angry!
As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Jingli quickly came to his senses and said in a deep voice: "Fake Taoist priest, listen to the rumors!"
"After all these years, your state of mind is still so fragile, and you don't have the calmness that a monk should have."
"Behind that light curtain is not Zhan Wuji, nor Si Hong!"
Not those two people?
He Fiqiong and others looked at Zhang Jingli's calm expression and his categorical words, and they were not sure of the authenticity of this sentence.
At this time, Wuyouzi and others on the side also spoke up: "Zhang Xianzun is wrong! We all followed Si Hong's order and came to watch this battle."
"Then there are only two people, one is Zhan Immortal Emperor and the other is Si Hong!"
The beggar monk sneered, raised a stick, and hit the broken wine glass hard. It made a crisp sound, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. He shouted sternly: "What's more, this is Si Hongqing's palace, why? Could it be true?”
Zhang Jingli looked at Wuyouzi and others with cold eyes, and immediately said: "I am Si Hong Qingluan's husband. How can I not know where my wife is?"
"My wife is still practicing in my sect and has not stepped into my territory!"
"And the palace."
"You lent it to me a few days ago, so it's no surprise that it's here!"
As soon as his voice fell, another angry voice sounded from behind the screen: "Asshole! How unreasonable!"
"I actually showed you my back!"
"I'll fight you!"
