"The wife of the King of Zhentian... I just want to slap the mouth? Are these Zhongzhou geniuses so scared..."
Asakamiya Yayoi's senior brother stared at the scene in front of him blankly, with nothing else in his eyes except shock.
He didn't know who Gai Wu sent a message to through the Xuantian Mirror, but the monks present all knew about Hong Sanxiang, the Zhentian Palace, and that was a killer!
If the other party comes here, there will inevitably be a fight between the two parties.
"This person's method is probably a mysterious immortal, but compared with Hong Sanxiang, he should be much weaker."
Someone looked at Shi Long and thought secretly.
"The God Ji is confused this time..."
Han Linqiu and others looked solemn.
If Shintoism involves the grudge between Zhentian Wang Mansion and Xuxian Sword Sect, there will be no benefit at all!
In their opinion, this old man was probably invited by Xun Xiyin. With Fang Chen's status, he would not be able to call such a powerful man.
From the sound of his voice just now, it can be concluded that this Xuanxian should be a big shot on the face of the Zhongzhou official.
"You want to kill my nine clans?"
Fang Chen looked at Gai Wu.
“No?”
Gai Wu said coldly.
"Sir Shi, please slap your mouth again."
Fang Chen smiled.
Everyone's eyes flashed. Gai Wu had already fallen into the hand of the stone dragon, and was slapped dozens of times in the face by him on both sides.
First, the wife of the King of Zhentian, Yu Qingmei, the prince of Lixiao Kingdom, was slapped in the face. Now, even the prince of Zhentian and the grandson of Lixiao were slapped in the face.
This was at Yu Qingzhi's funeral.
Immediately, a monk from Lixiao Kingdom was furious and slapped the table and stood up: "You are too much! Put here..."
Shi Long stretched out his hand and the man was caught. After slapped for more than a dozen times, his spirit and flesh were almost separated by being beaten, so naturally he couldn't continue to say what happened later.
"Enough!"
Emperor Li Xiao shouted coldly and stared at Xun Xiyin with a drowsy look: "Fourth Princess, you..."
Everyone thought something was wrong, and they saw another flash of tears. Emperor Li Xiao was also caught by Shi Long and slapped more than a dozen times in the face.
How could ordinary monks imagine the control of power by the ancestors? The seemingly ordinary dozen slaps were tailored to these people, and they could beat them without hurting their lives.
The power of fighting back is like a cultivator being imprisoned after the fight, and there is no way to mobilize spiritual power.
"this……"
Monks from all sides looked at each other.
Has Li Xiao Emperor been beaten?
Isn’t this the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren all beaten up...
The monks of Lixiao Kingdom present were angry and humiliated. The young children clenched their fists and stared at Fang Chen. If their eyes could turn into a knife, they had already smashed Fang Chen into pieces in their hearts and 10,000 times.
It's right.
"Junior Brother Fang, this is a bit too much. No matter what kind of hatred you have with the Zhentian Palace, Yu Qingzhi is your and my brothers. Today is his funeral. It's not reasonable for you to beat his relatives at his funeral.
?”
A hint of anger flashed in Zhao Jiaolong's eyes.
Qin Hucheng withdrew his gaze from Shi Long and looked at Fang Chen, "Junior brother, give me face, let's forget it today."
"Senior Brother Qin, have you been tired over the years?"
Fang Chen looked at Qin Hucheng.
"Why do you ask that?"
Qin Hucheng's eyes moved.
Fang Chen sighed softly: "If I were you, I wouldn't have been too relaxed, after all, I have to keep weighing the two."
"Junior Brother Fang, what do you want to say."
Qin Hucheng took a deep breath and his eyes were calm.
"Qin Hucheng, it seems that he knows a lot."
Gai Wu slowly stood up straight, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Fang Chen coldly, with a hint of mockery in his eyes:
"I know too much, but I won't end well."
Everyone was confused when they saw them playing puzzles.
Zhao Jiaolong walked to Fang Chen, glanced at Shi Long, then looked at Xun Xiyin, and finally said in a deep voice:
"If you two still want to cause trouble here today, I will send a message to the Waste Garden and let the gentleman come out to deal with it.
Brother Yu was also a disciple of the Dan tribe before his death. If King Ji Xian knew that the two of them were causing trouble at his funeral and even beat his relatives, he would definitely not sit idly by."
"Senior Brother Zhao, if you don't get involved in some things, please don't interfere."
Fang Chen Dao.
"What do you mean by that?!"
Zhao Jiaolong's expression changed slightly.
He suddenly felt that the two of them came today, probably because of the grudge that they had in the past!
At this moment, someone suddenly applauded outside the hall. Everyone subconsciously turned their heads and looked at it. They saw an old man standing outside the hall and patting his hands gently.
When Emperor Li Xiao and others saw the visitor, they all got up and bowed respectfully:
"We'll pay homage to the ancestor!"
Ancestor Li Xiao!
That mysterious immortal!
Everyone looked excited and bowed their hands all the time. They were secretly nervous. I wonder if the appearance of this ancestor would make the situation even more difficult to deal with.
"You don't need to be too polite."
The ancestor Li Xiao chuckled, glanced over Shilong, and then fell on Fang Chen and Xun Xiyin:
"The purpose of you two coming here today is because of the Blood Spirit Sect."
"Blood Spirit Sect!?"
Everyone's expressions suddenly changed, why is it related to the Blood Spirit Sect again?
Yu Qingmei was pulled by Gaiwu at this moment. While covering her face, she stared at Fang Chen with pride and resentment in her eyes, as if the situation had completely turned around.
"Old ancestor, what do you mean?"
Emperor Li Xiao was shocked and suspicious.
"You'll know later."
The ancestor Li Xiao waved his hand, then turned his head and smiled:
"The three can show up."
Three streams of light fell from the sky and fell behind the ancestor Li Xiao, two men and one woman. They all looked a little old, but the aura emitted by their bodies was far beyond the presence of the Tao.
Xuanxian!
These three are all Xuanxian!
Everyone was stunned.
Why are there three more mysterious immortals in Li Xiao? Or... Old Ancestor Li Xiao had known that someone would come to cause trouble and asked for help in advance?
But……
Everyone was very confused. Just to deal with the situation today, do you need to invite three mysterious immortals?
Xun Xiyin's expression changed slightly, as if she had thought of something.
The ancestor Li Xiao smiled and said, "Miss, you probably guessed it. How many of you cultivators from the Spirit Slaying Secret are there who are really doing business for your Master of Secret?
In the face of the general trend, I think one day, even your Master will walk side by side with our Blood Spirit Sect.
Because this... is the right way to the world!"
Blood Spirit Sect...Sheng Spirit Sect...
Now as long as you are not stupid, the monks present have basically guessed it.
Zhao Jiaolong finally understood what profound meaning Fang Chen’s previous warning contained. He looked at Li Xiao in disbelief.
This Xuanxian Ancestor from Lixiao Kingdom... will be a cultivator of the Blood Spirit Sect!?
Han Linqiu and others also looked at each other, cold sweat was already emerging on their foreheads. They seemed to be unlucky and accidentally stepped into a pool of muddy water. It was too late to withdraw from them at this moment...
At this time, everyone vaguely saw a ray of glow spreading in the sky, like the sunset before the sunset, very beautiful, but the area of this ray of glow was a bit large, as if it was to envelop the entire Kyoto.
When Fang Chen saw this scene, he remembered his great efforts and basically guessed what the ancestor Li Xiao and the others were going to do next.