Jiu Kuangjie's private army only has 10,000 people, and it cannot be called an elite division. However, Xiaoyue Sect's Iron Guard, Lieyan and Tianci have practiced diligently in the Liuguang Palace for a long time.
nearly a hundred years.
The total of nearly 30,000 martial arts cultivators appeared at the same time, and their momentum was indeed extraordinary, especially the 10,000 Iron Guards, who stood behind Jiu Kuangjie in an orderly manner, like tigers, wolves, and lions.
The more than 30,000 martial arts cultivators may not be worth mentioning in the face of the millennium-old foundation of Zi Zi Palace, but being able to face nearly 80,000 Zi Zi Palace elites without fear does bring a hint of danger to Jiu Yingming.
Looking at the formation with clear honors in the air, Jiang Chengshan and Su Qiongxiao, both the Three Martial Kings, shrank their pupils and were shocked. They never expected that Jiu Kuangjie, known as the top second ancestor of the Qixia Realm, remained silent.
How could he invite such a force?
Jiang Chengshan and Su Qiongxiao are both the leaders of the legion, and they have tens of thousands of martial arts cultivators under their command. They have great eyesight, and they can tell at a casual glance that none of the more than 30,000 martial arts cultivators are comparable to their peers.
After all, this place is the headquarters of Tianzong in Zizai Palace, with countless disciples. When the manpower gap is so obvious, this group of people shows no fear at all, which shows their origins.
Of course, what Jiu Yingming and others feared the most was Fan Wudou. His bare feet, arrogant and arrogant attitude stood out among hundreds of thousands of people.
From a long distance away, Jiu Yingming and others could feel the unstoppable original power of Fan Wudou, like a big mountain, pressing down on their shoulders.
"Who are you? This is a family matter in Zizai Palace. Why did you interfere?" Jiu Yingming gritted his teeth and shouted hoarsely.
Fan Wudou glanced at Jiu Yingming and said in a long voice: "I'll give it to you after all the effort."
"Five fights of barefoot divine fist rice? Hiss..."
Hearing Wu Dou of Rice announce himself to his door, the square was filled with exclamations one after another.
After the five fights of Barefoot Divine Fist and Fei Shenquan, he is the only successor of Zhenwu Shengtudi. He has great ambitions and is unknown to everyone in this world.
Fan Wudou shouted, two puffs of white air came out of his nostrils, and his voice was as deep as a drum: "You are a top-notch second-rate Tianzong, but you have made a mess, the family is broken, and the relatives are against each other. What can't you do? I tell you
You guys, Jiu Kuangjie, are my friends, and his business is my business."
Fan Wudou replied domineeringly, then patted Jiu Kuangjie on the shoulder and said: "Boy, you can do it boldly, I will support you. I want to see who dares to touch you while I am here."
Fan Wudou said it in one sentence, and his position was clear. He was telling Jiu Yingming that he, Fan Wudou, had the final say on this matter today.
But just as Fan Wudou finished speaking, a figure suddenly attacked in the forbidden area behind the palace.
"Haha, that's such a big tone. How can I allow an outsider to interfere in the family affairs of my free palace? I think you are a bit ungrateful."
Whoosh!
Before anyone arrived, the voice came first, and when the voice fell to the ground, Jiu Qimu, the master of Zizi Palace, finally made his appearance.
"Disciple pays homage to the Palace Master..."
In the square and in mid-air, after seeing Jiu Qimu's appearance, all the disciples of Zizi Palace knelt down one after another wherever they were. Of course, except for the group brought by Jiu Kuangjie and the people of Xiaoyue Sect,
Including Jiu Kuangjie, everyone had a cold face and showed no reaction.
"Jiu Kuangjie, you are too courageous. You didn't kneel down when you saw grandpa." Seeing that Jiu Kuangjie didn't kneel down, Jiu Kuangjie quickly criticized him verbally and in writing.
But Jiu Kuangjie didn't even look at him. After the cold air in his nose twitched several times, he said angrily: "He is not my grandfather, why do you have to kneel down?"
"Um?"
Jiu Yingming was surprised when he heard this and thought, how did he know that his father was no longer his father?
"Jiu Kuangjie, what are you talking about? You are really treasonous." Jiang Chengshan seized the opportunity to slap him harshly, while Lingqiao Jiuge and all the elites of the army were shocked.
In front of Jiu Qimu, Jiu Kuangjie showed no courtesy at all, which is really unbelievable.
Moreover, he said that Jiu Qimu was not his grandfather, so how could he start talking about this?
There was silence in the square, and Jiu Kuangjie didn't want to delay it any longer, so he directly told the truth: "Get up, you have all been deceived by them. This is not grandpa. Grandpa's consciousness has fallen asleep, and now the body in grandpa's body is
, is another divine consciousness.”
"What?"
Jiu Kuangjie's words were not shocking. His previous accusations against Jiu Yingming as the murderer who killed his brother in vain were already shocking. But now, in full view of the public, he actually said that Jiu Qimu was not Jiu Qimu. His actions were unreasonable.
The word "bizarre" can no longer be used to describe it in the eyes of the palace disciples, it is simply crazy.
Fan Wudou, Jiu Xian, Mo Baifeng, and Xiao Fengxian stood around Jiu Kuangjie with cold expressions without saying a word. This place was Jiu Kuangjie's home field, so they did not intend to make any remarks, and it was all up to him to perform alone.
That’s it.
At this point, Jiu Kuangjie is no longer scary. With his eyes wide open, Jiu Kuangjie is like a hungry wild wolf, biting anyone he catches.
"I said he is not grandpa. Why are you kneeling down? You fools were all deceived by Jiu Yingming."
There was a brief silence in the square. After a few breaths, Jiu Kuangjie, who was kneeling on the ground, laughed loudly: "Haha, Jiu Kuangjie, I think you are crazy about wanting to be the master of this palace. You can be so rebellious and unethical."
If you say it out loud, do you think that the old master of Manmen Pavilion is blind?"
Jiu Yingming also reprimanded seriously: "Kangjie, I can tolerate you slandering your second uncle, but you can't talk to your father like this."
"Yes, how can you talk to the palace master like this? It's so rude."
"Have you lost your mind and gone crazy? This is a serious crime of beheading."
"The crime of disobedience is unforgivable. Doesn't he want to live?"
Following the accusations made by Jiu Yingming and his son, the opinions of the Zizaigong disciples on the crazy-looking Jiu Kuangjie took on a different tone. At this time, even the elders of the Nine Pavilions of Lingqiao felt a little unsure.
In fact, it is no wonder that they doubt Jiu Kuangjie. With Jiu Kuangjie's current state, if you say that he is not crazy, one hundred people out of one hundred will not believe it.
He's so crazy.
So crazy that I'm about to lose my mind.
But, not only was Jiu Kuangjie not crazy, but his mind was several times clearer than usual.
Seeing Jiu Qimu's increasingly gloomy expression, Jiu Kuangjie did not hesitate at all and directly told the truth: "You don't believe it, do you? Well, he has a sword on his body, called the Killing Cang Sword, which originally belonged to the dancer Wu Danyang.
This personal magic weapon fell into the hands of Jiu Yingming twenty years ago. Jiu Yingming gave this sword to his grandfather. In fact, it was not to please him, but to seal his grandfather's consciousness with the Sword of Killing the Blue Sky, because the Sword Killing the Blue Sky
There is a sword demon hidden inside."
Jiu Kuangjie's voice is like thunder, every word is very clear, and it can be heard clearly even from ten miles away.
And when he finished shouting, Mrs. Hongxing and Xuan Zhong, who were far away in Xiaoyao Valley and Spirit Beast Valley, ordered their subordinates in a particularly tacit understanding: "Did you all hear it? Zhenzhang has been seen over at the main peak. Everyone should cheer up.
Come, be ready to take action at any time."
Xiaoyao, there are thousands of people in each of the two valleys of spirit beasts, ready to make a move.
Jiu Kuangjie finished speaking in one breath, his whole body relaxed, and his eyes were fixed on Jiu Qimu, looking like he was bitter and resentful.
There was silence in the Zizai Palace Square. At this point, everyone felt that their brains were not enough to use. This was all nonsense. The palace owner was not the palace owner, but was controlled by the sword demon?
Jiu Yingming and Jiu Kuangren looked at each other. Although they didn't speak, they could see the surprise in each other's eyes.
The matter of the Sword Demon is the biggest secret. Even Jiang Chengshan and Su Qiongxiao don't know. How did Jiu Kuangjie know about this matter, and what he said is absolutely correct. Is it a ghost?
In mid-air, the last sword demon who arrived was also surprised and inexplicable by Jiu Kuangjie's divine spray. However, at this time, if he did not speak, it would mean that he had acquiesced in Jiu Kuangjie's testimony.
The sword demon raised his eyebrows and said arrogantly: "Kangjie, you have disappointed me so much. You have gone crazy. Do you know?"
In fact, Jiu Kuangjie didn't have the courage to face Jiu Qimu. After all, with his level of cultivation, it was impossible to expose Jiu Qimu's mask. But at this moment, Jiu Kuangjie didn't know where he got the courage to stride forward.
As soon as he stepped forward, he pointed at the sword demon with the long sword in his hand and shouted: "Okay, since you don't admit it, let's explain everything clearly today. You said you are my grandfather, right?"
Then do you dare to take out the Cang Slaughter Sword? If you say that I am treasonous, then do you dare to prove your identity in front of all the disciples? Tell me."
Jiu Kuangjie defeated an entire army without ceremony, and these words indeed won the approval of many people.
Although the hundreds of thousands of Zizi Palace disciples had no right to speak, after these words were spoken, they all looked at Jiu Qimu in unison.
Jiu Yingming finally panicked. Seeing Jiu Qimu frozen there, he quickly got up. The previous hypocrisy disappeared, replaced by insidiousness and viciousness.
"Jiu Kuangjie, you are going too far. You can't see your father's magic weapon just by looking at it."
"That's right." Madman Jiu also got up: "You teamed up with foreign enemies to attack your own mountain gate. How do we know if you want to deceive the Cang Sword and usurp the clan?"
"Haha..." Jiu Kuangjie laughed angrily and said loudly: "Jiu Yingming, Jiu Kuangjie, I think you are scared. Okay, you don't even look at where this place is. Even if I have different intentions, just rely on it."
With our small manpower and the disciples of Zizaigong for decades, can’t we keep me? Stop talking nonsense, let me ask you, do you dare to take out the Cang Slaughter Sword? Let me verify it myself, and say, dare
, still don’t dare…”
Jiu Kuangjie's words were full of sharp pertinence, and he pressed forward step by step, not daring to relax at all, because he knew that this was the only way he could expose the conspiracy of the Sword Demon and Jiu Yingming. If the Sword Demon could not be killed,
If Cang Jian is handed over, today's tough battle will most likely become his funeral for Jiu Kuangjie.
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