Fan Xiaofan didn't know what he could see from Xia Chenxi and Li Piaoxue, he just subconsciously looked over.

His eyes ranged from Xia Chenxi to Li Piaoxue, to other monks in the sect, and finally to Wu Xingyun. What did he see? Disappointment, sadness, sadness...

These eyes stinged him deeply. He didn't need them to be sad for him or to be sad for him. Suddenly, a long-lost figure passed through his mind. If she were there, she would definitely jump up and stand beside him without hesitation.

Will it be? Between Hibiscus and him?

This thought was just a flash of thought, and his heart was deeply hurt. At this time, he stood alone in the martial arts field. Under the pressure of Mu Hibiscus, it was so ridiculous that he felt like a fool.

All his achievements did not come from the Wuji Sect. The Wuji Sect had never given him anything, but he had never given up on the Wuji Sect, including Gangkong, when facing Mu Ji, he was the first to defend the Wuji Sect.

His face suddenly became distorted. He once gave up the position of the leader of the Wuji Sect. Do you still have to give up your cultivation for the Wuji Sect? Like Xia Chenxi?

Mu Ji's pressure increased little by little, oppressing him. His remaining spiritual power was almost insufficient to support him to stand up. His gaze slowly moved back to Mu Ji's body, and Mu Ji's lips faded from a cold smile.

"If Fellow Daoist Fan wants to devote his entire life to Wuji Sect and die, I will be able to do it."

It was silent, and only the incense on the incense burner in front of the hibiscus suddenly ignited. Wu Xingyun's shout came from outside the martial arts field: "Old Fan! No! You could have ascended, just pretend you ascended!"

Fan Xiaofan's heart warmed up, but the voice of his hope did not come after all.

Fan Xiaofan looked sad. He looked at Mu Jin, but said to everyone: "Sect Master Xia, Sect Master Li, Fan is incompetent and cannot protect Wuji Sect. From now on, Wuji Sect will no longer have the name of Fan Xiaofan."

His voice trembled a little, and the figure that had not appeared for a long time passed in his mind again. If she were facing such a threat, would she retreat?

He seemed to see a hint of stubbornness and strength on the familiar and unfamiliar face. Seeing her, he would come forward to the pressure, even if his head was bleeding.

The pressure on his body suddenly weakened, but his eyes closed. When he turned his hand, a top-grade spirit stone suddenly appeared in his hand. The pure spiritual power rushed into the meridians very quickly.

It wasn't him who gave up on Wuji Sect. It was Wuji Sect who gave up on him. He wanted to use the best spirit stone to sting those people's eyes.

The spiritual power filled the meridians very quickly, and the forbidden formation in the martial arts field dispersed, and Fan Xiaofan's eyes only fell on Wu Xingyun's face: "Little Witch, please go with me."

Xia Chenxi tried his best to endure it, but blood still spread out from the verbal quarrel. He was powerless to stop Fan Xiaofan. If his cultivation level was still there, he would definitely rush to the martial arts field and stand in front of Fan Xiaofan.

He could not blame anyone, including Li Piaoxue, for which no one was Mu Jin's opponent.

How could Mu Jin have such a strong cultivation level?

Li Piaoxue looked at Mu Jin sadly. What right did he have to keep Fan Xiaofan and ask Fan Xiaofan to sacrifice his cultivation for Wuji Sect? He removed the protective shield in front of him and jumped into the martial arts field.

Fan Xiaofan had already flew down from the martial arts field, and he couldn't see any monks in the Wuji Sect, and he didn't even wait for Wu Xingyun. Wu Xingyun looked at Fan Xiaofan who had left, and Li Piaoxue on the martial arts field, and suddenly gritted his teeth.

"Zheng Master Xia, Sect Master Li, I, Wu Xingyun, have always been an inequality young cultivator in Wuji Sect. Although I am in the middle stage of the God Transformation, I am also dispensable in Wuji Sect. My only friend is Fan Xiaofan. After Fan Xiaofan left, I can only follow him. From then on, Wuji Sect no longer has the name of Wu."

Wu Xingyun used his spiritual power when he spoke. Not only did everyone present hear this, but all the monks in the inner and outer sects of Wuji Sect could hear it. Then he bowed to the surroundings, threw out a jade talisman of voice transmission, and followed Fan Xiaofan's figure to fly out of the sect.

The betrayals of Fan Xiaofan and Wu Xingyun were enough to cause an uproar in the Wuji Sect. The small and medium-sized monks did not know the cause and effect and were worried. Which of the high-level monks present did not understand what Mu Jin meant?

The more the cultivator reaches a high level of cultivation, the more he cherishes his few life spans, hoping to get promoted to the next level of cultivation, and his life span is a traitor from the perspective of the sect, but from the perspective of the cultivator, he is a hero who knows the times.

What kind of strength is Mu Jin? But even Fan Xiaofan can't take two moves under Mu Jin's hands, and Mu Jin is just a defensive and does not take the initiative to attack.

If Fan Xiaofan's departure is inevitable, then Wu Xingyun's departure will touch all the monks.

Xia Chenxi leaned on the chair, staring at Li Piaoxue without blinking, as if he had not heard Wu Xingyun's words, and did not know Wu Xingyun's departure, but his shoulders were trembling slightly, showing the vibration in his heart.

Li Piaoxue stood in the martial arts field and faced Mu Jin. His expression was never so solemn: "Fellow Daoist Mu, although Li's cultivation is far inferior to you, Li is the leader of Wuji Sect. As long as Li has a breath, Wuji Sect will not disband in Li's hands."

As soon as the thought moved, the loud eagle cries resounded throughout the sky, and a dark shadow hovered in front of Li Piaoxue.

Mu Jin flipped his hand and put the incense burner in the storage ring. He looked at Mu Jin and smiled: "Master Li, I know you don't care about your life, no, it's not that you don't care about your life, but as the sect leader of Wuji Sect, you have no choice. Why do you want to trade your life for liberation? You just care so much about the status of the sect leader of Wuji Sect?"

Mu Jin was talking to Li Piaoxue and to all the monks in the martial arts field: "Mu knew that Master Li had no intention of being the leader of Wuji Sect and took over as the leader, but because there was no successor to Wuji Sect, no one had the knowledge and experience of Master Li. Unfortunately, Master Li did not have Xia Chenxi's shamelessness and unscrupulous means."

"So, I will not fulfill the murderous and benevolent Master Li's pursuit of benevolence. If Master Li concentrates on his cultivation, I believe that he can advance to the cultivation of God for only more than five hundred years."

Li Piaoxue was unmoved and pointed, and a snow-white scimitar appeared in front of her again, spinning and flying towards the Hibiscus.

Mu Ji smiled slightly, and the powerful pressure was released again. Seeing the snow-white scimitar being blocked in the air, it kept trembling, but could no longer go further.

"Friends of Taoism." Mu Jin turned his head and looked at the monks under the platform. When their eyes collided with Mu Jin, they all turned away guiltily.

"The three major sects of Lingwu Continent were originally in power, but now, they can no longer find the figures of the three major sects. The rise and decline of the sects are natural and natural. Please ask yourself, after today, have you planted a demon in your heart? You have claimed to be the former sect leader of the Wuji Sect, a famous and upright sect, and do shameless things. After today, it will spread throughout the Lingwu Continent. Are you still willing to become a disciple of such a sect? Give up your cultivation for such a sect?" (To be continued.)
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