At present, in this city, it is obvious that the East China Sea Sword Palace is talking about something.
The two Huandan sword cultivators temporarily turned off their swords and looked around each other.
"Hey, Mr. Lian, we meet again."
Bald Sword Xiu Ma Ziqiang glanced at Mr. Jinyi next to him and asked, "What's the matter, are you arguing with the girls from Qingwang Valley again today?"
It turns out that this is not the first time the two sides have clashed.
Su Che stood next to the street and watched as the Bailu Cave disciples cleared the road. Soon, several practitioners with swollen bodies were pulled out. They were all blue-faced and foaming at the mouth. They were obviously poisoned. .
"It's just a trivial matter. Who would have expected that fellow Taoists from Qingwang Valley would come to kill fellow Taoists."
Mr. Lian sneered and pointed his folding fan at the practitioners lying next to him.
"Peach Blossom Evil, specializes in harming people. These friends are just passing by to watch the fun. Our clever and kind-hearted girls can do it."
He spoke in a measured tone, emphasizing the words "wonderful hands and benevolent heart".
"good."
Suche slapped his hands fiercely in the crowd and shouted "Hello" first, which immediately attracted cheers from the people around him.
"Master Lian is right."
"What a vicious little bitch."
The surrounding Bailudong disciples all looked sideways and secretly thought, who hired this insider? His acting skills are really exaggerated.
"This kind of fighting is not about boxing. Since you want to watch the excitement, you have to be prepared."
Du Tingbei, who had a sad look on his face, hummed and said: "I have learned a lesson this time. You should know this next time. When fighting with masters of returning elixirs, stay far away. Don't be used as a pawn for others without knowing it."
Both inside and outside the words were directed towards Bailu Cave.
"Du Gong, you can't say that."
Mr. Lian frowned.
He secretly thought in his heart, could it be that things have happened frequently in the past few days, which made Donghai Sword Palace see some clues.
Ma Ziqiang grinned.
"Fighting is just causing trouble, and if it causes trouble, we have to take care of it. It's just a waste of energy and effort, and it's just a matter of making things difficult for our brothers."
"Old Lian, by the way, who of you made the first move?"
"It was Qingwanggu who insulted my sect first."
"He insulted your disciple, you can insult her disciple."
Du Tingbei said calmly: "If you can't clap, both of you have problems."
"How can this make sense?"
Mr. Lian spread his arms and said, "How can we convince everyone that Donghai Sword Palace behaves like this?"
One stone stirs up a thousand waves.
There was an immediate response from below.
"Things in the Sword Palace are unfair." "I think that bald guy has taken a liking to these little girls." "Damn it, you're just trying to keep the waves rolling in the east, who's going to listen to who's talking, right?"
To stir up dissatisfaction with Jian Palace?
Suche looked at the excited cultivators around him. This Bailu Cave was too impatient.
"That's how I deal with things."
Ma Ziqiang pointed to the east as he spoke.
"There is a country called Izumo in the East China Sea. The place is as messy as a chicken coop and is home to a bunch of chicken-feathered people. But they have a rule about bullshit. I really appreciate it. It's called noise, success or failure."
"No matter who is right or wrong, whoever causes trouble for me will die."
Ma Ziqiang said as he looked around majestically.
"I say this, which one of you is dissatisfied?"
He was so impressive that the cultivators around him couldn't help but lower their heads.
Suche also followed the trend and lowered his head.
"good."
Mr. Lian narrowed his eyes and asked the sword immortal in front of him.
"Does that mean that whoever has a big fist will have a big reason?"
"good."
Ma Ziqiang smiled slightly, looked at Mr. Lian with contempt and said.
"If your fists were bigger than ours, you would be my father. Now, I am your father."
"Alas, don't be so vulgar."
Some people are bad-faced, while others are bad-faced.
Du Tingbei said softly: "You two apologized to each other and caused everyone around to disperse. Our Sword Palace will not pursue this matter..."
"If I don't pursue it, why would my master be injured in vain?"
A casual cultivator in the master's hands said angrily.
His master's head has swollen into a big ball and is still oozing fluid.
"Your master is stupid. There are so many people on the street, why is it that his head is swollen like a spring bag? He's talking about it."
Ma Ziqiang cursed. Ever since he entered this broken city, he had been dealing with this bullshit for thirteen out of twelve hours a day. If he were in the East China Sea, he would have drawn out his sword and chopped down these thieves.
They are all fucking thousand-year-old foxes, who are you telling me that Yun Shen doesn’t know where to go?
Bailudong wants to cause trouble.
Various means are used to instigate these people's dissatisfaction with the sect.
But we can't mess with the people from Bailu Cave now, or we'll really let them get the job done.
"These bastards are all crazy, aren't they afraid that we will pick their Bird Academy?"
Ma Ziqiang was puzzled.
"Is this the rule of your sword palace?"
"The Sword Palace of *** has the ability to learn Shenxiao Dao and Tianshi Dao to go to heaven. Why do you want to show off to us here?"
"It's amazing how big your fist is, isn't it?"
"You have the ability to chop us all down."
The casual cultivators who came here to fight for their luck were definitely not quails, and they all choked back immediately.
"Okay, we accept the punishment."
Mr. Lian raised his arms to signal the agitated cultivators to calm down for the time being.
"But please remember, right and wrong are up to the hearts of the people. This is not the East China Sea, but the Middle Earth."
"good."
"well said!"
A group of people followed suit.
Ma Ziqiang curled his lips.
Your mother.
When you bastards enter the Blood River Realm and die, who cares what your rights and wrongs are.
"But I also ask the fellow Taoists from Qingwang Valley to come up with the antidote and heal all the injured fellow Taoists."
He said, pointing to the casual cultivators who were still groaning on the street.
"In the face of a powerful enemy, don't hurt your own vitality."
"We won't treat it!"
A little girl jumped out from the curtain.
"You have injured grandma, and you are still bullying me here."
With tears in her eyes, she looked at the group of people in Bailu Cave, and then at the Jian Palace Huan Dan on the other side.
"You don't care about right and wrong. He attacked in a sneak attack and injured my mother-in-law. Can't you see it?"
"Sweetie!"
"Tian'er, don't go crazy."
A group of disciples from Qingwang Valley ran out and took the veiled little girl back.
"Little girl, when will it be your turn to talk here?"
Ma Ziqiang recited the rhetoric from the East China Sea.
"If he apologizes and you apologize too, people don't need to be treated. It's bad luck for them. They watch the excitement every day and get corns sooner or later."
"Wait a minute, since this is an apology, please ask everyone in Qingwang Valley to take off your veils."
Mr. Lian said as he waved his folding fan: "It can be considered as a testimony for everyone."
Such a suggestion naturally attracted a burst of cheers.
"I said, I don't quite understand. Is it true that in this place, as long as the fist is big enough, you can take revenge at will?"
With a gentle push, Suche pushed away the few casual cultivators who were watching and walked to the middle of the street.
