Ying Diao pointed at Shen Dao in the air. In an instant, Shen Dao felt his whole body tense and his hairs stood up. A strong sense of crisis swept through his body, making him unable to move.
"It's just a competition between juniors. What does Sect Leader Ying mean?"
"If you want to taste the sword's power, why not come and taste my sword skills?"
A golden sword slashed at Ying Diao's extended finger, and the great elder said in a solemn tone.
"A discussion between juniors?"
"Is a cultivator in the Celestial Realm who wields a sword against a group of children considered a sparring match between juniors? As an elder of the Sword Sect, don't you have the slightest sense of shame?"
Ying Diao retracted his fingers and said calmly.
"Hmph, Shen Dao just wanted to test the fat man's skills. What Sect Master Ying said was completely false. I didn't see any intention of attacking those children at all. According to me, Sect Master Ying probably wanted to destroy me. A genius from the Sword Sect, so that the Sword Sect can dominate the Eastern Continent, right?"
The old man in gray clothes looked indifferent and said casually.
"Why don't you let everyone here comment? Did you see Shen Dao swinging his knife at the child?"
"Um...it doesn't look like there is one, right?"
"did not see it!"
"I didn't pay attention just now, and I don't know much about the situation on the stage."
"Hey, this is all a dispute between juniors. Sect Master Ying, Great Elder, don't be so excited. The safety of your disciples is the most important thing."
The elders of the major families said in unison that they had become peacemakers and started to make peace with each other. They did not want to offend any party now. Even if it seems that the Sword Sect now has absolute power, who can guarantee that Tusheng will not have an accident? ?
"A bunch of shameless people!"
Fu Tiantian, who had been watching with cold eyes, was filled with anger. She had been staying with Milkman. The knife just now was obviously aimed at them. If Ying Diao hadn't stopped him halfway, hundreds of children would have died under this knife. .
"Get the kids in the car."
Li Xiaobai told Fu Tiantian that it would be safer to go back to the back of the truck than to stay in the ring.
He was also very angry in his heart. As a heavenly being, he actually wielded a knife at a child. Do you really think that he was made of clay?
The worst he can do is spend all his money in exchange for a semi-holy Godzilla to crush the sword sect!
However, the situation is not completely out of control yet. Let's observe again. Semi-Saint Godzilla is the last resort to save his life. His current net worth is only 100 million, and he should not use it easily unless it is absolutely necessary.
"Master Ying, you have also seen that the eyes of the people are sharp. I didn't expect that the Sword Sect would deliberately find trouble to kill me, the genius of the Sword Sect!"
"The Peak Master of the Sword Sect is allowed to kill the disciples of my sect at will first, and the genius of my ancestor is the last. Today I have no choice but to discuss the matter with the Master Ying!"
The old man in gray clothes stood up with a cold expression. In his eyes, Ying Diao was already a dead person.
In the Sword Sect, even a semi-saint strong man will die!
"Made, open your eyes and tell lies!"
"That sword just now came straight towards me. You actually want to kill me as well. Have you ever thought about the consequences?"
Ergouzi expressed his anger at everyone's open eyes and lies. He raised his head to the sky and roared loudly. The golden Buddha's light above his head flashed and condensed into golden merit.
"Merit value: 520,000!"
"What a merit!"
"A dog with more than half a million merit points!"
The monks were shocked. How many geniuses and big men were hidden in this small team?
Five hundred thousand merit points. They had never seen so many merit points in their lives. The series of golden numbers dazzled them.
"Half a million!"
In the audience, Shen Dao was also dumbfounded, and felt a sense of fear in his heart. The ignorant are indeed fearless. If Ying Diao hadn't stopped him just now, he might have easily killed the dog now.
Five million worth of merit will be returned tenfold, and he will accumulate five million in sin points in an instant. It is a serious crime to maliciously kill a person with great merit. Even if he is named in the law enforcement team, his life will probably be at risk.
"Hundreds of children who are suspected of being geniuses, a dog with half a million merits, a fat man who has understood the meaning of the sword, and Li Xiaobai, this Sword Sect has produced a group of extraordinary characters!"
The gray-clothed old man and the great elder looked at each other and became more determined to eradicate the problem.
"Everyone, Ying admits that he has not made any oversteps, but since Senior Dao is chasing after him, I will be brave enough to ask Senior Dao for advice, which can be regarded as polishing this forum. how?"
Ying Diao squinted his eyes, looked at the elder and the old man in gray who had made no secret of his murderous intention, and said lightly that his purpose was to delay until the moment when senior Xiaolao Di arrived. One hour had already come, Xiaolao Di even If you haven’t arrived yet, it should be not far away.
As long as he holds the opponent for a moment longer, help will arrive!
"Haha, okay, Sect Master Ying is indeed in high spirits, then I will accompany you for a walk!"
"The sword has no eyes in the arena, and death and injury are inevitable. Sect Master Ying must be careful!"
The old man in gray appeared on the ring in a flash, and glanced at the great elder without leaving any trace. The great elder immediately understood and took a few steps to block the retreat of Li Xiaobai and others.
"Thank you, Senior Dao, for the tip, I'll be embarrassed!"
Ying Diao waved and pulled out the Galaxy Sword inserted in the center of the ring, a flash of nostalgia flashed across Poker's face.
"Ying Mou's long sword, named Xinghe, was forged with great effort by his master. It is embedded with seven or forty-nine North Sea Yuanmai stars. The sword body is slender and beautiful, and the whole body is crystal clear and dazzling. It cannot be looked at. Hidden Star God, the divine beauty is restrained, the flowing river of stars can destroy the enemies in the world!"
Ying Diao stroked the sword in his hand and said softly.
"Well, it's an amazing sword, let's take action!"
A trace of impatience flashed across the face of the old man in gray, and he said coldly.
"Senior Knife, since we are discussing Taoism, can you also introduce your knife?"
Ying Diao said cheerfully. Although he was holding a long sword, he had no intention of taking action.
"Hmph, you will see my sword soon!"
The old man drew the long knife behind his back and pointed at Ying Diao. This was a silver knife, exuding a cold aura and stained with the blood of countless monks.
At this moment, the old man in gray clothes was like an unsheathed sharp blade, with sharp edges piercing the sky. His energy was completely locked on Ying Diao. As long as the opponent showed a trace of killing intent, he would take action immediately.
"Do it!"
"Of course you have to do it. A sword is like a gentleman, victory or defeat is small, and talking about Tao is true. If the old swordsman doesn't want to talk about Tao, and just wants to defeat Ying in front of the world to prove his strength, then Ying will do it now You can admit defeat!”
Ying Diao spread his hands, without any defense, and said to himself.
The more he behaves like this, the harder it is for the old man in gray to take action directly. The old man knows very well that the guy opposite him is very alert. On the surface, he seems casual, but in fact he is extremely vigilant. Once he takes action first, the opponent will be the first to do so. Avoid the offensive.
The most important thing is that if he really takes action at this moment, he will only end up with a reputation of sneak attack when people are not prepared and win without force.
There are so many pairs of eyes staring at the field, not only the elders of various factions, but also a large number of geniuses. The previous incident of Shen Dao can be solved, but it is impossible to clear up such an obvious situation. Dao Zong cannot afford to lose face. .
The gray-clothed old man's brows trembled and he said coldly: "This sword in my hand is called the Luan Shen Dao. Thousands of monks have died in its hands over the past decades. Today, I am afraid that one more sword will kill the dead souls. In response to the sect leader, on the matter Is the sword over?"
Ying Diao nodded: "It's over."
"Can we take action?"
Ying Diao didn't care about the provocative words of the old man in gray and slowly shook his head: "Not yet."
The old man in gray: "???"
