The morning light first appeared, and the entire Xuantian Sword Sect was reflected in red.
In the Taiyuan side hall, everyone had been drinking for three days and three nights.
At first, it was just Chu Siniang, Daozhen, and Zhang Biyao who were drinking. Later, the heads of various sects were also forcibly invited by Daozhen and Zhang Biyao to drink together.
It can be said that they are changing glasses and expressing their emotions.
In the middle of the way, Daozhen and the other four were about to leave in the chaos. Unexpectedly, Chu Siniang could not get drunk no matter how much she drank. She had sharp eyes and quick hands and held them back. Experts from various sects who did not know what was going on actually followed suit and persuaded them to drink.
The sky has changed outside, Da Luo may be coming back soon, and everyone's future is unclear. This is a good opportunity to drink away their worries.
This made Daozhen and the four people very embarrassed.
"What should I do?" Zhang Biyao sent a subtle message to Daozhen.
Daozhen ignored it, but suddenly looked at Chu Siniang, with a cold voice: "Little junior sister, the master is not here, and the senior brother is the leader of a sect. If a disciple of the sect makes a mistake, does he have the right to punish him?"
It was suddenly quiet all around.
The heads of each sect looked at the two of them in unison.
Chu Siniang laughed dryly: "I wonder what Senior Brother means by this?"
"Snapped!"
Daozhen suddenly broke the wine jar in his hand. He sat cross-legged with his big horse and golden sword, condescending, narrowed his eyes, and said with a gloomy face: "What is Xin Zhuo doing? What are you doing standing at Jianfeng? Are you rebelling? This How about I give up the position of headmaster to Yu Xinzhuo now?"
Chu Siniang's face changed slightly: "Please forgive me for being stupid, junior sister, for not knowing what senior brother means."
Daozhen sneered: "Why don't you and I go to the inner hall of the headmaster to take a look?"
Chu Siniang suddenly stood up, her face uncertain.
Daozhen also stood up in awe and rebuked angrily: "Chu Siniang, you are getting more and more outrageous. Xin Zhuo is not the headmaster yet, how can he break into the headmaster's inner palace and disturb the ancestors' spiritual thrones? Tell me, he wants to do what?"
Chu Siniang was speechless for a moment.
Daozhen rushed around and clasped his fists, saying in a deep voice: "Xin Zhuo, the young master of our sect, has unmatched virtue and evil thoughts. In the past, he used his superb realm to kill the disciples of various sects in the forbidden area. Now, he has deceived the teacher and tried to mutiny and seize it. From the position of headmaster, this son has evil intentions, so he should be removed from the position of young headmaster. Today I want to clean up the family, and I ask you all to be witnesses!"
When such a big hat came down, not only did the sect leaders sober up and their expressions changed slightly, but Chu Siniang's expression also changed drastically. She really didn't expect that the real senior brother would completely break up.
Frankly speaking, Daozhen has a profound realm and superb martial arts. You may be able to stop him for a while by making jokes, but once the other party shows his true intentions, how can you resist him if he is only in the sixth or seventh level of Lingtai?
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Head of the inner palace.
Xin Zhuo sat cross-legged in the hall, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat, and his whole body was extremely red.
For three days, after countless sacrifices to the spirits, Wangyuejing desperately replenished the moonlight...
Intensive martial arts, skills, Qi, and realms have been grabbed at once, but these things are too wasteful. If they can be operated slowly in normal times, the most lacking thing now is time and moonlight!
[An app that has been running stably for many years, comparable to the old book-chasing tool, used by all old bookworms.
The direction of the body's mental energy and the direction of the "Fa Wu Tong You Xuan" meridians...
This is a huge "project" that takes time, effort, and effort, and there is no room for error!
"It's still a little short of that. Give me a few more hours and the Hunyuan Void Realm will be broken."
"No one can disturb me, Master, I must stop Daozhen!"
"Those terrifying Yuanji masters from Si Ying must not come back."
He thought silently in his mind.
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"Big brother!"
In the Taiyuan side hall, Daozhen's momentum is as strong as the abyss and the sea. Not to mention the Lingtai realm, there are only a few Hunyuan virtual warriors who are his opponents. They are about to leave and go to the inner hall of the headmaster.
Chu Siniang finally gave up, and suddenly she put the sword on her neck and said with determination: "Let me ask you, how much have Qingfeng and I paid for the sect over the years? How many of my disciples have died for the sect while standing at Jianfeng Peak?" ?Although Zhuoer has some small tricks, he has a pure mind and has saved the Eighteen Sects from danger several times. He will never do anything harmful to the sect!
What he is doing now is to get what he deserves. I know that you are resentful for Bai Zong's death, but you must not touch my disciple!
Otherwise, I will die here and wait for my father and husband to come out of confinement. How should you explain this? "
"this……"
The heads of the various sects looked at each other, their brows furrowed, not knowing how to express their opinions. After all, it was a family matter of the Xuantian Sword Sect. It was just that Chu Siniang was seeking death and survival. What on earth was Xin Zhuo doing?
Daozhen put his hands behind his back, looked directly at Chu Siniang, and sneered: "Junior sister, don't forget, you were brought up by me, your practice was taught by me, I know you better than Liu Qingfeng, there is no death in your eyes Zhi, and if Xin Zhuo dies, I have countless ways to explain it to Master and Junior Brother Liu!"
His body jumped up and reached the air. He looked towards the direction of the Headmaster's inner hall. His face was full of meanness and his voice was like thunder: "Shuzi, you are going too far to bully others. Do you really think that everyone is a fool? If I don't do it for Zongzi, Do you rely on your little tricks to celebrate the Qiqi Festival?"
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The sun rises high and the sky is as blue as blue.
Chen Changsheng and Nie Shenghuan had been standing under the monument with the word "quiet" for three days. They found that the monument with the word "quiet" left by an unknown master of the Xuantian Sword Sect had indeed a calming effect.
But today, I can't calm down for some reason.
"Is something wrong?" Nie Shenghuan's long hair was wet with dew and stuck to her fair cheeks, and she frowned.
Chen Changsheng said: "Is Xuantian Sword Sect changing the guard these days? Martial law?"
Nie Shenghuan shook his head: "Obviously not!"
Chen Changsheng said: "It was Elder Chu Siniang who invited the four sect masters to have a drink. No, it was the sect masters of all the sects who drank together? Did they drink for three whole days?"
Nie Shenghuan still shook his head: "No!"
Chen Changsheng asked, "Is it because Xin Zhuo didn't show up for three days after entering Guixu?"
Nie Shenghuan continued to shake his head: "No! We can't keep our minds around Xin Zhuo. If we're not as good as him, we're not as good as him. Sooner or later, I will fight him again!"
"That is……"
Chen Changsheng lowered his head and thought, and his heartbeat suddenly became faster and faster.
At this moment, Wu Yingyue flashed in from outside the mountain gate. There was no color on her pretty face, and even her steps were staggering. It was obvious that her mind was completely confused. This was almost impossible for a Lingtai realm warrior. Even if he was defeated by Xin Zhuo in the forbidden area, he had never done it before.
coming! What could it be?
The chests of Chen Changsheng and Chen Changsheng were beating extremely fast.
Wu Yingyue looked at the two of them with a trembling tone: "Eighteen sects...except for the Xuantian Sword Sect, have been destroyed. All their disciples died tragically. The ancestors have gone into seclusion and disappeared. Now only 300 people have escaped and have reached the Tianmen in front. Mountain!"
The expressions of Chen Changsheng and the two men suddenly changed, and they asked anxiously: "Why is this happening? What happened?"
Wu Yingyue shook her head: "I don't know, it is said that there are three..."
Before he finished speaking, there was suddenly a loud roar in the direction of Tianmen Mountain ahead, followed by intensive screams, yells and curses.
Immediately after, three streaks appeared in the sky, which looked like prehistoric times.
A beast-like figure.
A young man with messy hair, like a fool, grinned widely, and his voice was like a bell, which spread in all directions: "Eighteen sects have been wiped out, and only the Xuantian Sword Sect is left. You can come out and die!"
Another fat young man with a big belly and a tall body laughed and said: "Yu Qing! I heard that you changed your name to Xin Zhuo? Are you practicing here? Hahaha, isn't this a traitor? Come out quickly and destroy the eighteen sects with us ,***this bunch of ***bastards!"
