"How long do you need?"

Jiang Daoming asked indifferently.

Lu Hongyi looked ugly and said bravely: "In seven days, outside Baihui City, life and death will be decided."

"Cherish these seven days, these will be your last days."

Jiang Daoming snorted coldly and restrained his energy: "None of the warriors present today can leave. If there is one missing, we will use another sect to fill it."

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and strode away.

Lu Hongyi felt cold and stiff all over.

He suddenly regretted participating in this matter.

"Alliance leader."

Yang Xuantian and Mo Qinghai came back again and came to Lu Hongyi's side: "Do you want to continue?"

"Is there any other choice?" Lu Hongyi sighed: "Jiang Daoming will not let us go. He has set his sights on the entire Xuanzhou Wulin."

Even if he could escape this time, Jiang Daoming could still find King Yun and find them.

"We haven't been defeated yet, tonight is just a test." Mo Qinghai said calmly: "Tianxin Teahouse and Moyun Sect haven't shown up yet."

"good."

Lu Hongyi breathed out and said: "We are not defeated yet. This is just a trial. The real decisive battle will be in seven days."

"Let's go." Yang Xuantian sighed softly and said.

The three of them walked away. Lu Hongyi did not forget to instruct the martial arts warriors not to kill anyone.

Once the people are killed, General Jiang Daoming will be furious and will not hold back any more.

The three of them returned to the house, and Yang Xuanming and Mo Yunqian stood in front of them cautiously.

"You have been with Jiang Daoming for many days, do you know anything about him?" Lu Hongyi asked.

Yang Xuanming glanced at Yang Xuantian, saw him nodding, and then said: "Alliance leader, Jiang Daoming is cruel and ruthless, and his strength is unfathomable. When he was in Qingning Temple, the Third Evil Emperor resurrected, and he was easily suppressed and killed."

"Moyun Sect, Tianxin Tea House, and Sword King Liu Wuchang worked together to set up a large formation, but all of them were not spared and died at the hands of Jiang Daoming."

"What else?" Lu Hongyi frowned and said, "Have you ever seen him practice when you were around him? Are there any weaknesses in his Eighteen Dragon Elephants?"

"I've never seen him before." The two shook their heads and said, "On weekdays, Jiang Daoming lets us drive his carriage, and he doesn't let us see him when he's practicing."

"It's impossible for Jiang Daoming to expose his weaknesses." Yang Xuantian continued: "Fortunately, he didn't kill you."

"Father, Jiang Daoming originally wanted to use his identity as a child to lure out his father, but he didn't expect the evil emperor's order to appear." Yang Xuanming said solemnly.

"Jiang Daoming is ambitious and has long wanted to destroy our Xuanzhou martial arts world." Mo Qinghai said coldly.

Lu Hongyi sighed softly and said: "Xuan Ming is also injured. Leader Xuantian, please take them down for treatment first."

"Thank you, leader."

Yang Xuantian cupped his hands and led the two of them away.

Mo Qinghai also left. No useful information could be obtained from the two of them. Lu Hongyi also wanted to heal his wounds, so it was useless to stay here.

Leave the house and enter another house.

Yang Xuantian frowned, with a heavy expression on his face: "Ming'er, tell the truth to your father, what is your relationship with this Palace Master Jiang?"

"Did father notice?" Yang Xuanming was surprised and said, "We and Palace Master Jiang are friends."

"How could you not see it as a father?" Yang Xuantian sighed: "Your injuries are not serious and have not hurt your internal organs. Before the alliance leader fought with Palace Master Jiang, Palace Master Jiang did not use all his strength at all and deliberately controlled the power."

Jiang Daoming controlled his power and injured them just in time, sending them flying away so that Yang Xuantian and Mo Qinghai could save them.

"Father, Palace Master Jiang is a bit murderous, but he is also an upright and upright man." Yang Xuanming said solemnly: "My son and Palace Master Jiang have experienced a lot, and I admire him more and more as a person."

"Tell me about it." Yang Xuantian frowned.

"Father, my son has received the inheritance of the Sword Immortal. He went to the Demon Suppression Tower and invited the Palace Master to come..."

Yang Xuanming narrated: "The master of the palace is an upright person, and he was not tempted by the secret treasure that the child obtained. It was the child's insistence that made him accept the wine gourd."

"Uncle, Master Jiang only kills guilty warriors and never kills innocents indiscriminately. Those he killed before were basically dead warriors," Mo Yunqian also said.

Yang Xuanming nodded slightly: "I know that those dead soldiers were arranged by the Twelve Kings, just to spread dirt on Jiang Daoming and arouse the anger of the martial arts colleagues."

"Since father knows..."

"You want to say, since you know, why do you still come?" Yang Xuantian sighed softly and said: "As my father, the deputy leader, I only care about the surface. The water in the martial arts world is too deep."

"My child understands." Yang Xuanming said solemnly: "My child has also seen a lot this time and knows that there is a deeper level in martial arts."

"Hey." Yang Xuantian sighed heavily: "These words must not be told to other people, including Mo Qinghai and Lu Hongyi."

"My child understands." Yang Xuanming said respectfully: "Father, we should not participate anymore. The strength of the palace master is not something that Xuanzhou Wulin can compete with."

"As a father, I don't want to get involved, but as a father, I can't make the decision." Yang Xuantian said helplessly: "When you are in the world, you can't help yourself."

"These people don't care about life and death, and they want to drag my father into it." Yang Xuanming said angrily: "As long as we don't participate by then, they will all be dead and no one will bother us."

"It may not be Jiang Dao Mingsheng." Yang Xuantian frowned and said: "This time, Moyun Sect and Tianxin Teahouse will participate, and even descendants of the bloodline of immortals and gods will come."

"The descendant of the Immortal God's bloodline, Palace Master Jiang killed him in the Demon Suppression Tower." Yang Xuanming said: "It seems to be the ninth level."

Yang Xuantian was silent.

Jiang Daoming's strength can only be described as unfathomable.

Choosing Wulin and inviting a descendant of the nine-level immortal god's bloodline, I thought I was sure of victory, but now it seems that I'm afraid it's not enough for Jiang Daoming to kill.

However, he had no choice.

If he doesn't go, the world won't be able to tolerate him in the future.

If he goes, can he survive under Jiang Daoming?

"Tomorrow, if your father dies under the control of Palace Master Jiang, don't bear any grudge against Palace Master Jiang." Yang Xuantian sighed: "This is a matter of position, not grudge."

"Father……"

Yang Xuanming opened his mouth, but still couldn't persuade Yang Xuantian.

Mo Yunqian frowned and said: "Uncle, the big deal is that we will live in seclusion overseas or withdraw from the world."

"Quit? How to quit?" Yang Xuantian sighed softly: "You still don't understand why your father Mo Yushu asked you to come out?"

Mo Yunqian's expression changed: "Father, he..."

"It's okay, the trouble has been solved." Yang Xuantian waved his hand and said: "Your father has lived in seclusion for a long time, but those people are still pestering you. You often moved around when you were a child. When you grew up, you were often let out to play because of the previous troubles."

"The Jianghu is really disgusting." Mo Yunqian said: "I finally understand why Palace Master Jiang wants to clean up the Jianghu."
Chapter completed!