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The faces of Si Ying and the other ten men turned completely gloomy. With their heaven-shattering realm and the power that could destroy the world, Xin Zhuo's every move seemed as childish and ridiculous as a three-year-old child in front of them.
At that moment, Xin Zhuo's punch was just louder than the rain, and the momentum was strong. In the end, his punch did not hit the statue of the evil god at all.
This completely wore away the last bit of patience of the ten people. They never thought that after they had been pretending to be dead for so long, their mentality was like that of a thousand-year-old tortoise. As soon as they woke up, they would be repeatedly influenced by an ant-like boy!
Let him die without him taking action!
Yuanji Tianwei is so powerful that you should not offend the humble juniors.
The unruly man took action immediately, and a terrifying and weird black light came instantly, blocking the space between Xin Zhuo and the teleportation halo, and seemed to surround and kill him.
With his power, not to mention Xin Zhuo, even the masters of the Five Deceased Heavens and Humans have nowhere to escape!
However, Xin Zhuo suddenly arched his body slightly, quickly formed seals with his hands, and his body turned dark and yellow. He muttered words quickly: "Come like thunder and withdraw its wrath, and end like the clear light of heaven and earth. Those who teleport can follow their hearts, and those who fly can move among the heavens. , edict!”
"Buzz——"
His body blurred for an instant, and he ignored the unruly man's methods and got into the halo.
"The Evil Saint's teleportation technique?"
All ten people were shocked, and then Si Ying and the girl took action at the same time, tapping into the halo with "one palm and one jade finger".
Unfortunately, it was a step too late.
Xin Zhuo disappeared, but the dense gears that transmitted the halo were shattered.
There is no more sound in the dead space.
After a long time, Si Ying looked at the unruly man angrily: "Chen Fang! Why does this boy from thousands of years later know the evil sage's teleportation technique?"
The young girl also said angrily: "The Evil Saint once followed Jiang Shang, the direct grandson of Emperor Qiyan, to fight in the Jiutian Mountains and Seas, and cultivated the immortal teleportation technique for his own use. Only the Holy Son of Dayan cannot master it. He is a mere brat thousands of years later. , where did you get it? Chen Fang, what are your intentions? "
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Even though the unruly man is the lord of Yuanji and has a calm mind, he is almost losing his mind at this moment, and his face is confused, "How do I know? What does it have to do with me?"
Na Siying's chest was heaving: "I'm afraid Taichong, Zijin, Huangquan and some hidden places are about to be born. If we can't complete our mission, we will inevitably be punished. You can just use your remaining true energy to forcefully break through! "
"When you get out at that time, this evil boy will be tortured severely. He will be sent to the Thousand Thunder Tower to be struck by lightning and die. His soul will be suppressed forever!"
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"Zhuo'er! You are unfilial. You have fought passionately for the sect several times and even died without leaving a trace. But do you know that the inheritance of being a teacher will be cut off? You will be in a life-and-death situation soon. I don't know if you can do it. Once you die, you will be alone. As a disciple but not around..."
Xuantian Sword Sect, Xuantian Peak, behind Xuantian Hall, in the valley of the dozens of miles of mountain stairs leading to the inner hall of the sect, flowers are blooming, and the spiritual grass is green and beautiful.
Liu Qingfeng was dressed in plain clothes and stood at the place where Xin Zhuo disappeared that day, muttering to himself. There was a huge incense burner beside him, with curls of green smoke burning inside.
This is a memorial.
In the heart of Elder Liu, Xin Zhuo is an incomparable beloved disciple, the heir to the mantle, and the boy who has created countless miracles. No one can understand this feeling of mantle.
Moreover, although he is not good at words and usually very cold and saves face, he is very emotional inside.
Now that all the disciples from other sects have returned, Xin Zhuo is the only one who has not moved. Needless to say, there is no life left.
At this moment, my love was so strong that I looked up to the sky and sighed, and two lines of hot tears fell from the corners of my eyes.
Behind him, Master Chu Siniang, Elder Ma Feng, Elder Sang Tu, Nangong Wentian, Su Liuli, Bai Jiansan and Gongsun Li all looked sad.
Zhao Yizhu stood aside quietly, with no expression on his face.
Not far away, Jiang Yuwei, Li Sijuan and others had tears in their eyes, unable to speak for a long time.
"Why is Elder Liu so pretentious? Whose disciple has not died?"
In the mist sea on the cliff opposite, Li Wuxie, the leader of the Lingyun Sect, Shen Wumen, the leader of the Haotian Sect, Xuanyuan Linghai, the leader of the Sea of Clouds and Mist, Master Xumi, the abbot of Leiyin Temple, Yun Hua, the leader of the Hehuan Sheng Sect, and Zhang Baguio, the leader of the Zhuxian Sect, etc. The man stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.
One day has passed since all the disciples returned. Some of the masters who traveled a long way have left, but the masters and elders of the eighteen sects have not yet left. Most of the remaining disciples from home are seriously injured and cannot bear to travel long distances and need to rest; Secondly, I was thinking a lot, wondering if Da Luo came from the Xuantian Sword Sect?
According to medieval rumors, the Xuantian Sword Sect's predecessor was the "Xuantian Palace" of Daluo, and it belonged to the direct lineage. If you come from here, you can meet the masters of the main sect thousands of years ago for the first time and discuss the future in detail.
Yesterday, the details of Xin Zhuo's killing of Xie Wujiang and Bai Zong were clearly explained, but to be honest, the sect leaders still couldn't let go.
In the eyes of these ancestors who have returned from suspended animation, except for the top disciples who are the successors of the sect masters and a few genius disciples, the other disciples are not important and will die as soon as they die.
Elders have never been able to explain such things as partiality.
Xin Zhuo was originally very kind to the Eighteen Sects, but his kindness turned out to be a burden. Everyone was very repulsed. This time he killed his direct disciple again. Even though he also died, everyone still had mixed emotions.
Therefore, it was difficult for Great Elder Liu Qingfeng's somewhat childish memorial ceremony not to arouse the looks and ridicule of a group of sect leaders.
"The eldest disciples of each of your families killed each other selfishly, and deserve to die!"
Liu Qingfeng showed no sign of weakness and said coldly: "My beloved disciple Xin Zhuo has saved the Eighteen Sects from danger several times. He has great achievements and hard work, and is extremely affectionate. How can the two be compared?"
After a pause, he then said: "Your disciples are not even worthy of carrying my beloved disciple's shoes!"
"Liu Qingfeng, you have really lived your life in vain!"
Li Wuxie angrily rebuked: "It's really biased to say something that hurts your heart!"
Zong Laoqiu, a master of Confucianism, also said angrily: "Elder Liu, is this really unreasonable? Are you telling the truth?"
"Don't argue with me!"
Liu Qingfeng sneered and said: "As soon as I pass the test of life and death, I will compete with all the sect leaders!"
"You can also compete with me now!"
Zhang Biyao stepped forward in the air with a look as cold as ice, "This sect leader has lowered himself to the realm of self-sacrifice, using only the power of the spiritual platform. What do you think?"
"Is it true that Liu is afraid of you?"
Liu Qingfeng's feet were a little lower, and he was already in the air. The aura of entering the ruins of the spiritual platform was not inferior to the initial state of Hunyuanxu.
Just when the two were at war with each other, a strong Hunyuan power came from the distance, lying between the two, like the waves of a long river, which made people's hearts tremble.
"Junior brother, Meng Lang is here!" Daozhen's emotionless scolding came from the distance.
Liu Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and dissipated his aura. Senior brother Daozhen always kept his word, but now that his master, Grand Supreme Elder Chu, is not here, he really can't lose his face.
However, Zhang Biyao was unwilling and sneered and said, "Brother Daozhen, Elder Liu of your sect insulted my sect disciples. How do you explain this matter?"
Li Wuxie, Zong Laoqiu and others also stepped forward: "Brother Taoist, please give me an explanation!"
Unable to vent his anger on Xinzhuo, he could only discuss it with his master.
Daozhen came through the air, came closer in the blink of an eye, looked at Liu Qingfeng, and said in a dull voice: "Junior brother Liu, do you still need to give me some face and make amends to all the sect leaders?"
"A bunch of old guys are very boring, what's wrong with this kind of thing?"
Liu Qingfeng was breathing rapidly, veins popped up on his forehead, and a five-color sword was slowly unsheathed behind his back.
Daozhen's expression changed and he said angrily: "Junior Brother Liu, how dare you?"
Everyone knows that Xuantian Sword Sect’s two mountain-protecting spiritual treasures possess unpredictable powers, but they don’t know that the sword standing behind Liu Qingfeng at Sword Peak is the sect’s number one spiritual treasure!
With this angry shout, the masters and disciples of various sects who had not yet left in the palaces in all directions flew into the air to watch.
The atmosphere was somewhat solemn.
"call out--"
At this moment, a figure that shouldn't exist suddenly appeared out of thin air. As soon as it landed, it coughed violently, and its aura flickered on and off, as if the realm was unstable.
The sect leaders of each sect, Liu Qingfeng and everyone in all directions looked subconsciously. At this glance, their pupils shrank, and some people lost their voices and said: "Xin Zhuo?!"
Xin Zhuo's face looked a little painful. He glanced around and didn't understand what was happening, but he still shouted loudly for the first time: "Go away! Stay away, quickly!"
When he came out of the teleportation array, he didn't come back in the blink of an eye. He didn't know if there was something wrong or if his teleportation power was too abnormal. He ran in the dark for half an hour, and Si Ying and the girl's palm skills and jade fingers also failed. Followed for half an hour.
Although he gradually became much weaker along the way, it is probably not difficult to hurt someone.
"Disciple, you..."
Liu Qingfeng was startled, and then he heard Xin Zhuo's words clearly. His trust in this disciple was unrivaled. He was happy and surprised for a moment, and immediately jumped straight into the distance, "Let's go!"
Chu Siniang, Zhao Yizhu and others also followed suit and stayed away.
On the other hand, Daozhen, Zhang Biyao, Li Wuxie and Zong Laoqiu, a group of sect leaders, were surprised at first, and then looked Xin Zhuo up and down, naturally feeling nothing about his shouts.
Avoid? keep away? what for?
The next moment, Zhang Biyao and others even shouted at the same time: "Xin Zhuo, let me ask you..."
"Ask me, I don't have time, please help me!"
Xin Zhuo was really unable to withstand that palm or finger, so he had no choice but to rush straight towards the sect leaders.
"Whoosh..."
Just at this moment, "one palm and one finger" seemed to tear through the air and suddenly came.
Even though he was extremely weak, the terrifying pressure still made everyone in the Xuantian Sword Sect feel like they were falling into the abyss!
Daozhen, Zhang Biyao, Li Wuxie and more than 20 other sect leaders who were within the attack range immediately noticed it. Their hairs stood on end and their scalps exploded. They quickly abandoned the majesty of a sect leader and fled in a hurry.
Xin Zhuo followed and chased, saying anxiously: "Elders, don't run away, help!"
"Shuzi! How dare you?"
"What is this?"
A group of sect leaders yelled angrily and ran wildly.
"You don't care what they are, do me a favor!"
Xin Zhuo chased hard and made a sincere request.
"Asshole!"
"Back off!"
All the sect leaders were extremely frightened.
"Don't go!"
"presumptuous!"
"Just one moment!"
(End of chapter)
