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Chapter 118 Apology with Death

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    As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the audience was shocked, except Daoist Qingli of Tian Yanzong.

    The two real people of the Holy Gate looked like they had nothing to do with themselves, they only raised their eyes and glanced at Qingli, and then didn't make any moves.  The other sects were excited and fearful, and looked out one after another uncertainly.  There are also those who are not sure about the situation, so they take the opportunity to find out who is sacred.

    When the monks of the Chixia Sect heard such a rampant shout, some were at a loss, some were indignant, and most of them were numb and waited and watched.

    When Zhenjun Wuchen heard that arrogant voice, he secretly exclaimed that something was wrong, and he didn't have time to think about who alarmed this hidden old monster.  The person who came was Chengtian Zhenjun, the ancestor of the Loose Cultivation Alliance, and one of the top existences in the entire world of cultivating immortals.  This person was born as a casual cultivator, and he was proud of it. In the early years, he loved to stand up for the injustice of casual cultivators. Later, he relied on his identity and suppressed his cultivation to avoid causing ascension to heaven, so he seldom got involved in these  It's over.

    In any case, for a casual cultivator to reach this point, he must be so scheming that ordinary Yuanying Zhenjun would not dare to provoke him.

    In the eyes of Zhenjun Wuchen, this person was the third person he wanted to avoid, second only to Shengmen Lieyang and Zhenjun Wuyan. Who knows, he took the initiative to find him.  Afraid of returning home, he doesn't have much to do with each other on weekdays, but in this case, Master Lingxiu let his disciple pretend to be a loose cultivator, which finally ignited Zhenjun Chengtian's anger.

    Zhenjun Wuchen has already been called by someone's name, so in desperation, he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

    "Hehe, it turns out that Daoist Brother Chengtian is here, and he is greeted from a distance!" Zhenjun Wuchen squeezed out a wry smile, trying to make his expression look more sincere, and greeted him while speaking loudly.  left the hall.  It seems that Zhenjun Chengtian has no intention of coming in at all, he can't do without going out.

    Both such important figures went outside the hall, and the others hurriedly left their seats to follow.  Fortunately, there is a large square in front of the main hall of the Chixia School. With so many people standing, it seems very spacious and sparse.

    Going out and looking, the outside of the hall was in a mess. The statue of the founder of the Chixia School that originally stood in the center of the square collapsed and turned into a pile of broken stones, and the original appearance could not be seen at all.  And in the sky above the remnant stone, an old Taoist in Tsing Yi with white beard and hair stood in the air with his hands in the air, full of contempt and arrogance.

    The previous roar was the movement produced when Zhenjun Chengtian slapped the broken stone statue with his palm.

    Zhenjun Wuchen was angry, really angry.  He could tolerate verbal insults and running on him, and he could tolerate being robbed and threatened, but now, someone actually tore down the statue of the founder of the mountain!  For Zhenjun Wuchen, this was more uncomfortable than stepping on his face.  I have been suffocating the resentment these days, I can't bear it anymore, and I don't want to bear it anymore, it all exploded at once.

    So, Zhenjun Wuchen soared into the sky, with a flash of golden light in his hand, a huge hook and sickle appeared, and swept towards Zhenjun Chengtian.  Zhenjun Chengtian had been prepared for a long time, instead of advancing, he retreated, leading Wuchen to a more open place, opened his posture, and fought a big battle.

    Some meek monks just came out of the hall when they saw two people fighting together, fighting until the sky was dark and the sky was dark, flying sand and flying stones.  But when they saw the broken stones on the ground, they understood why Wuchen Zhenjun went mad as soon as he came out.

    Presumably, Zhenjun Wuchen was the same as them at first, thinking that Zhenjun Chengtian just destroyed a small hill or a dilapidated house in Yunchi Mountain in anger, but it turned out that he was the face of a sect, and no one could bear it.  No wonder Zhenjun Wuchen rushed out regardless of everything.

    Ye Wushuang stood side by side with real Tianyun, looking at the two people fighting fiercely in the sky, he said with a smile: "In my opinion, how long can senior Wuchen last?"

    Master Tianyun smiled slightly, but his eyes never came out of the battle: "I haven't seen it for more than eighty years. Master Chengtian's skill has improved a lot. It's really hard to meet an opponent with such a high level of cultivation. I can't be sure about this power.  But I'm afraid only Master Lie Yang can win."

    Ye Wushuang nodded in agreement, then shook his head and said: "Oh, what a big faction, why can't you figure it out so much? Starting today, the forces in the world of cultivating immortals may have to re-evaluate and schedule."

    Immortal Tianyun said: "There are still decades before the next summit meeting, so it is inevitable that some sects will have some ideas. No matter which one is in the top position, it will definitely be difficult to see the Chixia sect in the future. Hehe, a careless move  Everything is lost, Master Lingxiu has worked hard, and the mistake is that he was too eager for quick success."

    Ye Wushuang smiled and said: "That's exactly the case, but fortunately, otherwise, if everyone is like senior brother, wouldn't my status as a holy sect be in jeopardy?"

    True Tianyun was helpless: "Are you praising me? Don't worry, with Brother Huading in charge of the sect, no one can get past the Holy Gate. I know your temperament and ambition, even if Master Huading?The meaning in other people's ears is that we are waiting for you. The tea that we are waiting for is cold, so I am afraid that you will not dare to come.  In such a comparison, Tianyanzong fell behind, and everyone felt that the holy gate was so high that it was really not something they could speculate at will.

    After hearing the reply of these two juniors, Zhenjun Chengtian snorted coldly and didn't care about it. He just continued to yell at the Yuanying Zhenjun of the Chixia sect: "Old man Wuchen is useless, what do you have?  What did you say? This matter must not be let go like this!"

    True Monarch of the Chixia faction moved his lips with difficulty, but before he could speak, he was preempted by the real Lingxiu who stood aside for a long time.

    "This matter happened because of me and has nothing to do with others. Lingxiu should die to apologize! I only hope that you will be merciful and leave a legacy for our Chixia Sect. Don't rush to kill them all! Under the nine springs, Lingxiu is grateful!"

    After finishing speaking, Daoist Lingxiu slapped Tianling with his palm, and collapsed on the broken statue of the patriarch.  He died without resting his eyes.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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