As all the Mingzun giants left the scene one after another, the situation on the mountain top had become extremely tense. As long as there was a spark, it would easily trigger a Mingzun-level melee.
"Who can touch him?"
Jin Gu murmured to himself, the corners of his eyes twitching slightly, as if he was chewing on the meaning of these words.
After a long while, as the anger in the golden bone eyes became more and more intense, bursts of clanging sounds suddenly sounded in the body, and a war sword covered with flame patterns was pulled out out of thin air, and the pyrotechnic sword intent of the seventh level of the seventh level of the gods penetrated the body. came out, burning the murderous intention and dark power in his body, turning into a brilliant power and crushing forward.
"Jin Gu, why are you so grumpy?" Zhuo Qi, who was carrying a machete, said with a smile on his face, "A real man, you should be gentle with girls and not too violent!"
While he was speaking, an ice blade spirit rose up in his body that was no less powerful than the one facing him. Together with the ice walls formed by the three girls He Nanqin, Situ Qin, and He Beiyi, they blocked all the incoming fire waves. .
Seeing the five Ming Lords opposite Shi Chi Shang tightly protecting him, Luo Yu suddenly raised his head and said in a cold voice: "Don't you want to do something to him? Just watch us come down like this?"
Facing Luo Yu's indifferent gaze, Yang Linfeng, Huang Ying, Liu Wei and other leaders high in the sky looked indifferent and stood still.
Even though their masters were enemies with Shi Chishang, at their status, they would not rashly make enemies with others because of their subordinates.
What's more, as Shi Chishang showed his talent and strength in the battle for the Divine Pillar, which is not inferior to that of the Young Supreme, he is no longer the dispensable "genius" that Mao Jianfeng said before, but can at least be a genius in the future. They are the pillars that support the rise of Yifeng. They both belong to the sect leader faction and they need to win over this new talent without offending each other.
The head of the Yu family, Yu Mingxian, was so happy that his eyes narrowed. Didn't they just hope to see Huang Ying and Yang Linfeng stand up for Jiang Bing and Zhang Meiyu, thus offending Shi Chi Shang and giving the Yu family a chance to win over Shi Chi Shang?
Seeing that the Ming Zun giants from the Headmaster and Yu family were silent, Luo Yu seemed to have realized something, and sneered: "I see, do you want to use us as a stepping stone to make friends with this Soul Flame? Mingzun Ming, how many of you don’t feel ashamed?”
No matter how sarcastic she was, and she had lived for hundreds of years, the leaders, who had already expressed their emotions and anger, remained silent, sitting silently in their respective seats, watching the conflict below.
Seeing that Jin Gu and Luo Yu still refused to give up, Wen Yanjun suddenly raised the corners of his lips and revealed a bit of a sneer: "You guys have been staring at me, the handyman in Jiyingtang, for a long time, aren't you just looking at him as a handyman? Bullying?"
Lifting his chin, Wen Yanjun murmured at the general and Zhang Meiyu on the square platform: "Why don't you go looking for this general and Zhang Meiyu? If they hadn't been behind it, the disciples of your two families would not be enemies of Soul Flame, let alone You will lose your life because of this.”
When Leng Buding saw Wen Yanjun bringing the topic to him, Zhang Meiyu's always indifferent expression finally showed a bit of panic. She looked up at the sky and frowned: "What do you mean, Sir?"
The general was even more furious and said angrily: "The murderer is Soul Flame!"
"okay!"
While the debate was going on on the top of the mountain, Jingu suddenly roared, a pair of red-gold eyes burning with flames, staring at Shi Chishang, gritting his teeth and saying: "Hunyan, you kill my direct disciple, this is my revenge. You must retaliate, come up here and receive my three swords, and if you are lucky enough to survive, I will spare your life!"
Shi Chishang raised his sword eyebrows slightly and sneered: "Are you kidding me? You, the majestic Mingzun, slashed me with three swords? I am the victim, why do I insist on receiving three swords from you?"
"Don't you dare?" Jin Gu Ji said.
"Why don't you go to the Hanwu Dynasty and ask Emperor Hanwu to take over the Three Swords?" Shi Chishang sneered again and again, "Don't you dare?"
"Jin Gu, don't always stare at Hun Yan and bully him." Wen Yanjun's wide sleeves fluttered, like a fairy from the Moon Palace, charming and out of the world, "I am here to pick up your three swords, do you dare?"
"You were not strict in accepting people, and you admitted such a madman who ignored his dignity, which caused the tragic death of my disciple. You should have accepted my three swords!" Jin Gu was extremely arrogant and roared, "But that will be later, here. Before that, this bastard must first take over my three swords!"
"It's not enough to take your three swords!" Luo Yu said with a bitter look on his face, and said in a cold voice, "I have to take out your soul, refine the oil lamp, and burn it for seven or seventy-nine years before I can eliminate the hatred in my heart!"
"You really can't see the situation clearly!" He Nanqin Bingbing, the leader of Duzhi Hall, frowned slightly. Next to him, his sister He Beiyi, the master of Beihan Hall, looked indifferent and said coldly: "You really think that the situation here is... Is it up to you to decide?"
"It's not up to you to have the final say, right?" Luo Yu said coldly, "With the five of you joining forces, Jin Gu and I are indeed no match, but when it comes to life and death, will the four of you still fight to the death for Lord Wen Yan?"
As soon as Luo Yu said this, the people in front looked a little unnatural. After all, they are all people who have lived for hundreds of years. Help is help. If Jin Gu and Luo Yu really risk their lives, they will definitely not risk it. Risk your life by continuing to fight.
"Have you had enough nonsense?"
Suddenly, an indifferent and merciless cry came down from high in the sky, forcing the two sides to stop the confrontation and follow the sound into the air.
Above the top of Yanyang Peak, above the eighteen instruments of torture and the heads of all of you, Mao Jianfeng was dressed in a purple robe with a gold-embroidered ribbon tied around his waist. He was hanging high in the air with dignity, and the two Yin-Yang Towers were light behind him. Circling, the two Qi of Yin and Yang fell like smoke, lingering around the head of the Yin and Yang Sect.
Facing the leader of the Yin Yang Sect, whether it was the arrogant and perverse Jin Gu or the unruly Zhuo Qi, they all subconsciously restrained their breath and silently bowed their heads to show respect.
Hidden within the vast yin and yang qi, the sound of Maojian Peak is like the thunder of a bell, shaking the entire Yanyang Peak.
"Although you two are the masters of Zhenyan and Cangliu sects, you must not forget that these two sects have always been vassals of our Yin Yang Sect. In name, no matter how noble and pampered you disciples are, you should not forget that Yin Yang Sect As the masters of two sects, how dare you blatantly gather people to attack and kill the disciples of your sect?"
The gaze that contained infinite pressure was like two real mountains, weighing heavily on Luo Yu and Jin Gu. Even though both of them are in the middle stage of Ming Zun and have strong strength, their souls are twisted under this gaze, and they are chaotic and collapsed from time to time, completely unable to resist.
"You have the audacity to attack and kill your sect. I have never come here to cause trouble for you two. I am being tolerant and magnanimous by asking you for your laxity in cultivating followers and cultivating such rampant and unruly disciples. How dare you two come here?" Criminal Hall, those who talk nonsense?!"
When the last four words fell, the awe-inspiring power suddenly surged, and two bangs were heard. No matter how hard it was for Jin Gu and Luo Yu to hold on, their souls collapsed and exploded out of thin air, like two pools of mud scattered softly. One place.
After dealing with the two of them, Mao Jianfeng turned his attention to Jiang Bing and Zhang Meiyu. Although he had deliberately suppressed his power, when he looked at the two of them, the two peak underworld emperors were still inevitably frightened, and their true spirits curled up into Tuan, his body trembled and he stumbled to his knees.
"Zhang Meiyu, the chief general of Zhaoshan Hall and the chief of Foreign Affairs Hall, caused this series of accidents due to his own selfish interests, which directly and indirectly led to the death of many elite sects. This crime is heinous and cannot be taken lightly. Zhang Meiyu is sentenced to be on the two-pole guillotine in seven days. He will be sentenced to death, deprived of his status as chief, and imprisoned in the Realm of Great Worry for a hundred years."
Just as Mao Jianfeng finished speaking, two dark lights fell from the sky, turning into two shackles and completely locking the two of them.
At this moment, there was silence on the top of Yanyang Peak, and everyone looked at this scene with disbelief. They had thought about how the head sect would find a way to solve this matter before it was too late, but they never thought that it would be The headmaster personally came forward to suppress the two underworld masters and judge the two chiefs. Isn't this too degrading?
Especially Yu Mingxian, Yu Mingdong and others were even more shocked and angry.
Staring down, Yu Mingdong clicked his fingers holding the armrest, and gritted his teeth and said: "Back then, anyone from the Yin-Yang Sect could leave, but no special treatment could be given to the other party. Who is going back on his words now?"
However, she felt really weak in her heart and did not dare to speak loudly. She just muttered in a low voice.
Seeing Mao Jianfeng come forward and resolve the dispute with a few words, everyone thought that the other party would have a conversation with Shi Chishang next, even Shi Chishang himself thought so.
Unexpectedly, after the penalty was awarded, Mao Jianfeng turned around and left without any intention of talking to Shi Chishang.
Seeing Shi Chi Shang's eyes startled, Wen Yanjun smiled softly and said through a message: "Don't be surprised, Master, he has always been like this. If you really guess his thoughts, it will make me think there is some trick."
Shi Chishang silently nodded, then looked at the five Ming Zun giants in front of him, and solemnly bowed his fists: "The kindness of the seniors' helping hands will be engraved in the hearts of the juniors. If you need it in the future, you will definitely be there without hesitation!"
He Nanqin Qiao smiled brightly and said with a teasing expression: "We only helped you for Yan Jun's sake. If you want to repay the favor, just find her!"
Shi Chishang was slightly stunned when he heard this. Wen Yanjun rolled his eyes at her angrily and spat: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
At this time, Zhuo Qi came over with the machete on his shoulder. He was obviously a tall and strong man with a heroic temperament, but his mouth was soft and soft: "My disciple came back to the sect and praised you. I didn't expect it." After a hundred years, there are people with the same path who are willing to enter the Taiyin Realm. It is really a blessing for our generation!"
Shi Chishang's smile changed slightly, and he said with a sneer: "Senior is joking..."
Seeing his embarrassed look, Wen Yanjun casually slapped Zhuo Qi on the arm and scolded with a smile: "You are the only one who talks a lot, but people are different from you. Don't have random relationships here!"
Zhuo Qi shrugged, with a nonchalant look on his face: "Hey! When we come to the Taiyin Realm, we are all a family, why can't we be the same, kid, are you right?"
Rao Shichishang was free and easy-going, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment. He could only smile bitterly and pretend to be ignorant.
Now, with the intervention of Mao Jianfeng, this dispute has ended. Jin Gu and Luo Yu barely recovered and left with humiliation on their faces. Zhang Meiyu and Jiang Bing were arrested and imprisoned by Xing Zhen and everyone in the criminal hall. Wen Yan Jun and others did not stay long and fled one after another.
After all the Ming Lords left the stage, many Ming Emperors and Ming Lords who were watching from the surrounding floating platforms also dispersed. However, acquaintances such as Huang Chenyang, Zhu Chaoqun, You Quan and others naturally gathered around to chat about the dispute just now. stand up.
A few people were chatting here when Luo Yinxiao suddenly walked over and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Hunyan."
"Senior Brother Luo!" When Shi Chishang saw him coming, he naturally raised his hands and saluted.
Luo Yinxiao smiled and said: "Just now, I watched my junior brother face the storm without any confusion and calmness. He is quite similar to an old friend of mine."
Shi Chishang's eyes flashed slightly, but his face remained calm, and he asked curiously: "Oh, who is this old friend?"
Luo Yinxiao smiled: "It's a junior I met in the human world. Even my junior brother doesn't recognize him."
Seeing that he was vague, Shi Chishang didn't ask further questions and just smiled and said a few polite words.
After finally dealing with everyone, Shi Chishang was about to return to Mengyin Peak's residence. Suddenly, the phone in his pocket buzzed and vibrated. He took it out and took a look. When he saw the visitor message sent by the system, his eyes narrowed slightly. Then he turned around and walked away, wandering along the passage as he pleased. About half an hour later, he arrived at the mountain gate.
Just as he reached the door, Shi Chishang's eyes fell through the wide and towering mountain gate to a figure on the hills in the distance.
"You are Soul Flame, right?" Seeing Shi Chishang appear, the figure smiled and clasped his fists, "This visit is to do business with you."
This man looked like he was just a young man in his mid-twenties, with a young and immature appearance, wearing a green shirt.
Surprisingly, he is his "old acquaintance"...
Mongolian!
