Prime Minister Zheng's sudden attack was beyond everyone's expectations.
After all, just now, his life was hanging by a thread, and it was Sun Li who stopped the prairie fire sword and allowed him to save his life.
Repaying evil with kindness to such an extent that no one should accept this kindness.
But not only did Prime Minister Zheng not remember this kindness, but judging from the sword intent that filled the blade of his hand when he took action at this moment, it was clear that he wanted to take Sun Li's life.
But the old man, immersed in the joy of reuniting with the Liaoyuan Sword, did not notice the danger coming.
"Be careful!" Zhu Quan, who was being pinned to the ground by the sword-wielding disciples, saw it clearly, and he hurriedly shouted loudly.
When these words reached Sun Li's ears, Prime Minister Zheng's sword had already reached within three feet of Sun Li's chest.
At this time, even with the spirit sword protecting his body, it was difficult for Sun Li to react effectively, not to mention that in the previous battle, his body had already suffered some injuries, and his reaction was even slower.
Seeing that the sword blade was getting closer and closer to him, Sun Li also looked horrified.
Zheng Xiang's sword attack suddenly stopped at this moment.
This was certainly not a discovery of his conscience.
Just because a black sword blade was placed on his neck at this moment.
If he moved forward even half an inch, the black sword blade would cut his throat.
He had no doubt that the other party had such determination - the owner of the sword was a young man who looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.
But there was no trace of life in his eyes, they were cold and lifeless.
Zheng Xiang had never seen such eyes.
He seemed to be a ferocious beast crawling in the forest, watching his prey.
"You...who are you?" he asked, his body stiff and his voice trembling obviously.
The young man remained silent.
But at this moment, the blade of the sword in his hand turned, the sword stood up, and his arm exerted force, and the sword hit Prime Minister Zheng's chest hard.
Prime Minister Zheng's face turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he took a few steps back.
"roll!"
And the young man's cold voice also sounded at this moment.
Zheng Xiang was shocked. He realized that this time, if he dared to disobey this young man, the other boy would really kill him.
Although he has hundreds of disciples from the Sword-wielding Hall, they are all inner disciples sent by various mountain peaks to be on duty. In a real fight, even if this young man is strong, he will not be the opponent of so many people.
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But what made Prime Minister Zheng really afraid was the old man with the Wang Sword, who just now tried to sneak attack and achieve a fatal blow.
But now that the other party is on guard and has Wang Jian in hand, even if the other party is old and has fallen into a bad situation, he is afraid that there will be no benefit in fighting, not to mention the disciples of the Sword-wielding Hall he has brought to bully and bully the outer sect.
Disciples, they may be familiar with it, but if they are asked to attack the sword holder of Wang Sword, few of them would have the courage.
Although the things in Shanshuigou are important, in the end it only makes sense if you have a life to enjoy happiness.
Thinking of this, although he was unwilling to do so, Prime Minister Zheng gritted his teeth, looked at the disciples behind him and said, "Let's go."
When the disciples heard this, they did not dare to say anything. They all followed behind Prime Minister Zheng, with their heads lowered and their tails between their legs, and left quickly.
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Wait until Zheng Xiang left in panic with his men.
Chu Qingxiao then sheathed the Linyuan sword in his hand.
Then, he walked towards Sun Li.
"Senior, are you okay?" he asked.
Sun Li also came to his senses. He looked at Chu Qingxiao, shook his head and said, "It's not serious."
After saying this, his eyes fell on the shack in front of him, which was pushed to the ground by Zheng Xiang's disciples.
The residents of the shanty towns silently stepped forward and lowered their bodies to pick up the muddy tarpaulins and other things that had been thrown carelessly on the ground.
They carefully collected these things. These objects that others discarded like useless shoes were their belongings that made it difficult for them to make a living in this Tianxuan City.
Watching this scene, Sun Li had a look of guilt on his face. He sighed and whispered, "Why is this happening?"
"Senior is in the position of the inner sect and was a disciple of Tianxuan Mountain in his early years. Naturally, he will not understand."
"In today's Tianxuan City, disciples like us can be found everywhere." At this moment, Zhu Quan, who was standing next to him, stepped forward and said this.
Chu Qingxiao turned back to look at the other person, only to see that he was still supporting a figure, which was his companion - Meng Jin.
Chu Qingxiao didn't understand the whole story.
He followed the prairie fire sword to this place. As he approached, he saw that Prime Minister Zheng was about to attack Sun Li. He didn't think much and took action to force the opponent back at that time.
"What's going on?" Chu Qingxiao asked a little confused.
As he spoke, he took Meng Jin from Zhu Quan's hand. Meng Jin's face turned a little pale, but fortunately it was nothing serious. As long as he took a little rest, he could recover.
Facing Chu Qingxiao's question, Zhu Quan was about to say something.
"You brat! What the hell are you doing outside all day long!" But before he could say anything, there was an angry curse from the side.
Everyone followed the sound and saw a lame man walking in front of them.
His face was full of anger. At this moment, he looked at Zhu Quan, raised his hand without any explanation, and slapped Zhu Quan hard in the face.
Snapped!
A loud slap sounded in the shack.
Everyone looked over in astonishment.
Chu Qingxiao frowned, Meng Jin also wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it.
Zhu Quan also seemed to be in a daze. He touched the side of his face that was red from being slapped, and then looked up at the man.
That's his father, Zhu Renzhao.
"Do you know who that person was just now?"
"Zheng Xiang, a direct disciple of Liuhuan Peak in Tianxuan Mountain!"
"He is a clan member of the peak master Zheng Jingtong!"
"Having offended him, do you still want to enter the inner gate in the future? Do you want to risk your own future?"
Before Zhu Quan could say anything, Zhu Renzhao cursed him head-on.
"I have long said that I will not join Tianxuan Mountain!" Zhu Quan was silent for a while, then looked at the other person and said calmly.
"Then what are you going to do? Just hang around like this all your life? With these little friends like you!" Zhu Renzhao said and looked at the young man who came here with Zhu Quan.
Those young people were somewhat indignant, but the other party was Zhu Quan's father after all, so they did not retort, but just lowered their heads and did not respond.
"Brother, I see that the younger generation dares to speak out for justice, is not afraid of power, has integrity, and has character. He is definitely not a creature in the pool. Don't be too harsh on him. What happened just now, he was so brave for the sake of everyone in Shanshuigou.
, you should be rewarded!" Sun Li on the side tried to persuade him.
"..." After all, Zhu Renzhao also knew that the old man in front of him was also an inner disciple.
In his mind, anyone who comes from the inner sect is a superior person and cannot be offended. Hearing his words, it would be hard for him to continue to reprimand him.
He just let out a long sigh and said immediately: "Senior, I don't know something. I am a child who is not worried."
"His mother and I worked hard to raise him, saving money every day, saving money from our teeth, and buying various elixirs for him. We just hope that he can achieve success in his studies and one day enter Tianxuan.
The inner gate of the mountain, but he is idle and has not touched a sword in five years!"
"What do you think he should do if this continues? What should I, a dying man, do?" Zhu Renzhao said, his face turned bitter and his eyes were a little red.
"Don't mention my mother!" But after hearing this, Zhu Quan suddenly became excited. He looked at Zhu Renzhao and shouted loudly.
"Do you know how my mother died?"
"When you went to Chongzhou to capture the outer god, you were chased by the outer god. In order to survive, the group of inner disciples headed by Lu Huan wounded my mother and left her where she was, dragging the outer god.
Give them a chance to escape!"
Probably due to the excitement in his heart, Zhu Quan raised his voice very high, and everyone present was also startled and looked at him in astonishment.
This news is unusual.
Even if Zhu Quan's mother is only an outer disciple, if this method of putting an outer disciple to death is true, the person who did it will also face severe punishment from the sect.
Everyone present was whispering to each other and asking about this matter.
But after all, this matter is so old that it is difficult for everyone to figure out the whole story in a short time.
But after Zhu Renzhao heard this, his body trembled and his face turned pale.
I thought he would be shocked and saddened when he heard such news.
But who knew that he was just stunned for a short time, and then slapped Zhu Quan on the face again.
Then the man shouted angrily: "Asshole! What nonsense are you talking about!"
"Your mother was killed by an alien god. How can you say that she was framed by her fellow disciples? If you keep talking nonsense, I will break your legs!"
Zhu Quan was also stunned. He probably didn't expect his father to show such an attitude towards the truth about his mother's death.
"snort……"
He sneered, his eyes filled with disappointment: "Have you ever thought about what my mother would think if she had a spirit in heaven?"
Zhu Quan's words made Zhu Renzhao's face turn pale, his body trembled, and he was stunned on the spot.
"You are not worthy of being my father." Zhu Quan said again. After saying this, he turned around and quickly left the shanty without any hesitation.
Seeing this, Zhu Renzhao quickly raised his hand: "Quan'er..."
He called the other person's name, as if he wanted to keep him.
But when the words came to my lips, I didn't know why, I didn't know how to say them out.
He just stretched out his hand and stared blankly in the direction his son was leaving. At that moment, the man who had already shown his age from long-term fatigue looked a little older again.
His back was bent, and he could hardly lift his waist. The outstretched hand finally dropped down at this moment. His whole body seemed to have been drained of his soul and he stood there blankly. His head slowly lowered, looking at the mud under his feet, and he remained silent for a long time...