Chapter 1287 Killing the proud, killing the heart first
He Dong is the son of He Jiu.
Now he actually stood up and accused his father of poisoning Ling Tian.
You know, poisoning the top thirteen disciples of the Wuji Sect is not a trivial matter.
Even if He Jiu was instigated by others, he still could not escape death.
From this, the elder Qingpao could roughly guess.
He Dong's words are probably not false.
After all, it is rare to find someone who is so rebellious and would frame his own father.
"Ha ha……"
When He Lang learned that the matter was revealed, he laughed loudly, "Elder, why do you believe this? Ling Tian just found someone to frame me."
"If this was said by someone else, the authenticity is indeed open to question. But since this person is determined to kill his relatives and identify his father, I think it may not be a lie."
The elder in green robe was also an honest person, and he spoke his true thoughts with slightly focused eyes.
He was certain that it was true that He Jiu poisoned Ling Tian, and there must be someone behind it.
Because He Jiu, a mere city lord of Xuanfeng County, would never be bold enough to poison Ling Tian.
However, it is still difficult to determine who is behind this.
Since He Dong identified He Lang, He Lang was undoubtedly the biggest suspect.
"Since you feel this way, elder, then I have nothing to say!"
When He Lang heard what the elder Qingpao said, he simply broke the jar and threw it.
But looking at his appearance, he looked like he refused to admit it.
He obviously also knew that he could never admit this.
Once you admit it, you will definitely die.
"Elder!"
Ling Tian glanced at He Lang contemptuously, and then shouted to the green-robed elder.
"Um?"
The green-robed elder heard the sound and looked at Ling Tian, not knowing what Ling Tian was planning.
"I want to kill He Lang here, but I wonder if the elders have any objections."
Ling Tian looked calm, with murderous intent in his eyes, and asked lightly.
"this……"
The green-robed elder was stunned for a moment.
Ling Tian is really quite straightforward.
In front of so many people, he directly stated that he wanted to kill He Lang.
The question confused the elder in green robe.
Whether it's Ling Tian or He Lang.
They are all among the top thirteen members of the Wuji Sect.
Ling Tian wanted to kill He Lang, how could Elder Qingpao dare to agree easily?
"Ling Tian, I will report this matter to the sect. Once verified, He Lang will be severely punished! Today, you will spare his life."
After a moment of reflection, Elder Qingpao suggested Ling Tiandao.
Even if he believed that He Lang had poisoned Ling Tian, there was currently no conclusive evidence.
Since there was no conclusive evidence, he naturally could not allow Ling Tian to kill He Lang here.
If things turn around and Ling Tian accidentally kills He Lang, he will also bear the responsibility.
"Can't keep it."
Ling Tian shook his head in disappointment, "Tomorrow is the day when everyone goes to the Wuji Holy Land. The Wuji Sect's rules cannot control the disciples of the Wuji Holy Land! So today, He Lang must die. Since the elders dare not agree, then the disciples can
It’s time to make the decision! I just hope that the elders will not interfere with this matter. If there is any responsibility afterwards, the disciple will bear it!"
After saying this, Ling Tian turned around.
He asked the Qingpao elder for permission, just to give the Qingpao elder face.
Even if the Qingpao elder did not agree, he would not let He Lang live for a moment longer.
What's more, everyone will go to Wuji Holy Land tomorrow.
At that time, He Lang became a disciple of Wuji Holy Land.
How can the Wuji Sect's sect rules control the Wuji Holy Land disciples?
call!
Ling Tian's aura of an eighth-level warrior of the Heavenly Realm bloomed, and the secrets of terrifying killing and demonic secrets descended at the same time. Following his footsteps, he blasted out the dragon-killing fist.
Roar!
The sound of the dragon's roar echoed loudly, and the bloody dragon-killing fist roared forward.
During this process, the elder Qingpao said nothing and did not intervene.
It seemed that he acquiesced to Ling Tian's actions.
Seeing the slight change in the divine pattern, He Lang flipped his hand and took out the divine pattern pen.
In terms of martial arts strength, he knew he was no match for Ling Tian.
If you directly confront Ling Tian, you will definitely die.
Therefore, he planned to use the power of divine patterns.
Even so, he still couldn't save his life, but at least it could delay time.
As the divine pattern pen was swung, exquisite divine patterns gathered in the void in an instant.
The power of the divine pattern spread continuously, and a hole seemed to be torn open in the void.
A golden giant python jumped out from it, surrounded by the light of divine patterns, and rushed towards Ling Tian's bloody dragon-killing fist.
Boom!
Under the loud noise, the bloody killing fist light was annihilated by the light of divine patterns.
The terrifying giant python with divine patterns was killed on the spot by the bloody killing fist light.
"Battle mark?"
Ling Tian raised his eyebrows slightly.
No wonder He Lang wanted to learn the way of divine patterns with Zongbi when he came to the meeting.
It turns out that the opponent's battle pattern has been cultivated to this point.
In an instant, such a terrifying divine pattern offensive was unleashed.
"Ling Tian! In terms of martial arts, I am indeed no match for you! But with the pen in my hand, you can't kill me."
After blocking Ling Tian's terrifying punch, a smile appeared on He Lang's lips and he spoke to Ling Tian confidently.
"Do you really think your divine pattern is very powerful?"
Ling Tian looked contemptuous and asked disdainfully.
"At least, better than you!"
He Lang sneered, his face full of confidence.
The divine pattern is what he is most proud of.
He feels that he is not inferior to anyone in the Wuji Sect!
"Yeah?"
Ling Tian's eyes narrowed slightly and his palms trembled slightly.
But he did not take out the Chaos Sword, but took out the Divine Pattern Pen.
This divine pattern pen is a sixth-level divine pattern pen, which was temporarily lent to him by Song Qian when he was in the Demon City.
Later, after returning to Wuji Sect, Ling Tian wanted to return Song Qian.
But Song Qian directly gave the sixth-level divine pattern pen to Ling Tian.
According to Song Qian's words, he himself does not lack the sixth level divine pattern pen at all.
"What? Are you planning to learn the divine pattern with me?"
Seeing Ling Tian take out the divine pattern pen, He Lang was stunned for a moment, then sneered again.
"Sparring? Are you worthy?"
Ling Tian shook his head, "I plan to use the divine pattern to kill you!"
He Lang, so proud.
Killing the proud is the best thing to do.
Since He Lang prides himself on the divine pattern.
Ling Tian will use the divine pattern to kill him.
While defeating He Lang's confidence, it also ended He Lang's life.
"interesting."
He Lang didn't pay much attention to Ling Tian's words and slowly raised the divine pattern pen in his hand.
He knew that Ling Tian's attainments in divine patterns were extraordinary, after all, he had seen them before in the Demon City.
But based on Ling Tian's performance in the Demon City, he believed that Ling Tian was definitely better at formation divine patterns than combat divine patterns.
But he himself is better at fighting divine patterns.
Rays of divine pattern light bloomed from the tip of the divine pattern pen in He Lang's hand, gorgeous and eye-catching.
At the same time, Ling Tian had also moved his pen, carving divine patterns in the air.
Suddenly, the place where the two of them were was covered with divine patterns.
When everyone around saw this, they were all stunned.
Even if they are not familiar with divine patterns, they can still feel the power of the terrifying divine patterns that permeate the void. The divine patterns carved by both of them are very powerful.