Feng Jueyu tilted his head and looked at the complicated situation outside the Qingke Jianchi Mountain Gate. He suddenly realized that the palace owner of Jingqing Palace was not only weak, but even a little weak. Even the palace owner elders did not take her seriously.
It really doesn’t look like the model of a sect leader. How was this majesty established?
And the strangest thing is that Wu Honglian's cultivation level does not seem to be as high as imagined, and it is simply unable to intimidate the disciples in the sect.
What happened? Can such a weak leader of a sect still rule a group of powerful people?
Wu Honglian's temperament is indeed a bit softer. She is not even as tough as her daughter. Feng Jueyu is very puzzled and has not said anything. He does not believe that a sect leader would be taken advantage of by his own elders. It should not be like this.
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Just when Feng Jueyu felt that Wu Honglian would not be suppressed by Elder Changjun without the majesty of the sect master, what surprised him was that Wu Honglian did not refute, but covered her sword wound and walked to Wu Chanyao's side.
He helped his daughter up and looked at her with resentment and worry.
"Chan Yao, how are you? Are you injured? Why are you so disobedient and insist on hitting an egg with a stone?"
Feng Jueyu was stunned and exchanged glances with Qinghai, showing a very surprised expression.
"Brother Feng, is this Mrs. Wu a bit..." Qinghai couldn't believe it. Based on his knowledge, he never expected that when Chang Jun turned his elbows outward like this, he didn't even rebuke her.
"Stop talking, take a look before talking." Feng Jueyu interrupted with a frown.
At this moment, Ling Buer glanced at the corner of his mouth with disdain and sneered twice: "Hmph, it seems that the dignified Palace Master Jingqing is not as sensible as an elder. Who are you?" Ling Buer was arrogant and unruly.
He glanced at Changjun and became even more indifferent.
When Changjun heard this, he actually laughed, cupped his hands, and said very politely: "It's easy to say, I am Changjun, the elder of Jingqing Palace. I have heard about Master Ling's name a long time ago, and I am really lucky to meet you today."
Whoosh!
After Chang Jun finished speaking in a pleasant tone, the monks watching from the outside of Qingke Sword Pond all showed shameless expressions, thinking that the Jingqing Palace was too weak and incompetent, even though Ling Bueryan was above the world, domineering, and had Haoyuan behind him.
With the support of the Ling family, Jingqing Palace will not be so weak.
"First Elder of Jingqing Palace, well, you and your sect leader are much more sensible." Ling Buer raised his eyebrows proudly and said disdainfully.
Chang Jun felt that he could talk to Ling Bu'er, and his face flashed with joy, and he continued in a low-key tone: "Master Ling is so complimentary. In fact, the palace mistress did not intend to stir up trouble, but my young lady was born with such a fiery temper.
I hope you will forgive me." Changjun apologized, pretending to be a good old man.
"Forgive me? Humph, she brought the Shenwu Immortal Copper. If I hadn't been prepared when I went out, wouldn't I have fallen into this girl's trap just now? For this reason, I lost a piece of Dragon God Fei Huang
A, how do you ask me to forgive you? Do you want me to pay for my Dragon God Flying Yellow Armor?"
"What Mr. Ling said is that since the Jingqing Palace was at fault in this matter, compensation is indispensable. But I don't know how much chalcedony the Dragon God Flying Yellow Armor is worth. As long as Mr. Ling puts past the blame, I will definitely satisfy Ling.
Young Master, try your best to compensate!"
Changjun keeps a low profile to the end, but in a grand world, if you keep a low profile, can you turn a feud into a friendship by keeping a low profile?
Can it really put things to rest?
It's not that simple.
You know, sometimes, the weaker you are, the more you will be looked down upon and bullied by others. Feng Jueyu is used to this kind of thing. It's hard for Chang Jun to have such a simple mind. He feels that Ling Buer is an excellent talker.
people?
"Compensation, can you afford it?"
The sinister Ling Buer suddenly glared and said in a low tone: "A mere bitch dares to sneak attack on me. I think you don't want to live anymore. Wu Chanyao, I tell you, if you obey me today,
I may let this go, but if you are still shameless, then don't blame me for being rude."
"This... Mr. Ling, look at this..." Chang Jun wanted to persuade him again, and at this time, Feng Jueyu also saw what Chang Jun wanted to do?
Changjun definitely didn't want to offend Ling Buer and cause death. At the same time, he also had the idea of replacing Wu Honglian. However, this man was very cautious and did not want to be accused of surrendering to the enemy and being sentenced to the sect, so he persuaded Wu Honglian,
At the same time, he was also trying to persuade Ling Fuji, trying to put things to rest, but being such a two-sided person was indeed not a good thing.
"Shut up, you have no place to speak here, Wu Chanyao, have you thought about it?" Ling Buer smiled sinisterly. A foreign monk, at this time, was like the master of the entire misty continent. He spoke
At that time, no one dared to speak out.
Seeing this, Chang Jun rolled his eyes and said quickly: "Miss, I think you should follow Mr. Ling. Mr. Ling is a very popular figure in today's world regardless of his family background or cultivation. The eldest lady can compete with Mr. Ling."
Tie the knot, why not?"
As soon as Chang Jun said this, not to mention, most of the onlookers nodded in praise.
Of course, this is not to say that they are also afraid of Ling Buer, and what Changjun said cannot be wrong. In the grand world, which Tianzong can control the Haoyuan Ling family?
There is no honor in marrying into the Ling family, even for a concubine, especially a concubine next to a genius like Ling Buer, who is respected by some of the first-class Tianzong leaders.
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Wu Chanyao was so angry that her words were twisted and her eyes were squinted. When she heard that Chang Jun not only did not stand up for her, but also helped Ling Buer, she suddenly cursed: "Chang Jun, you are a rip-off old thing, you want to marry
If you get married, my aunt will never bow to this lewd thief."
"Then it seems that you have to take this cup of fine wine?" Ling Buer frowned when he heard this, and suddenly the sword-turned-dragon shadow started flying around him. His sword power penetrated his whole body and was extremely sharp.
The sword still gives people an unparalleled feeling of power that no one can resist.
Wow!
Seeing Ling Buer slowly walking over, the crowd immediately dispersed to the outside.
Wu Chanyao stared at Ling Buer with bloodshot eyes, but showed no sign of retreating.
This fierce woman would rather die than bow her head.
"Zhuxi, you take Chanyao and go first."
At this moment, Wu Honglian stood up and stood directly in front of Wu Chanyao.
Changjun panicked when he saw this, and said quickly: "Madam, no, if you fight, where will you put the 100,000 disciples of Jingqing Palace?"
"I can't even protect my own daughter. I, Wu Honglian, am a mother in vain. This matter has nothing to do with anyone in the Jingqing Palace. If he wants to take it away by force, he will step over my corpse." Wu Hongbian was very resolute.
The guardian said earnestly.
"Mom, my daughter will fight with him." Wu Chanyao rushed over with red eyes, but was stopped by Zhu Xi halfway.
"Mr. Ling, you have seen that this is entirely Wu Honglian's own arbitrary decision and has nothing to do with Jingqing Palace." Seeing that Chang Jun could not persuade him to make peace, he immediately left himself alone.
Not far away, Qinghai looked on with a cold face and said angrily: "Brother, do we want to take care of it?"
"Don't be anxious now, let's take a look." Feng Jueyu looked at the situation outside the Qingke Sword Pond and knew that a fight between dragons and tigers was inevitable, and he suddenly felt depressed.
From Feng Jueyu's point of view, he definitely doesn't want to have a grudge with a guy like Ling Buer who has a savage beast behind him. After all, he still has a lot of troubles and controls a large Tianzong with 800,000 disciples.
If you don't consider yourself, you can't ignore Xiaoyue Sect disciples.
He is not afraid of the Haoyuan Ling family, but building a grudge with the Ling family right now is definitely not an option.
It's just that the Wu family's mother and daughter are about to be tortured. If they stand idly by and watch, there's no way they can find out the whereabouts of Huan Shan.
At this time, Feng Jueyu was not entangled and secretly thought that he was unlucky. If he had been welcomed into the Jingqing Palace earlier, he might have been involved in these bad things.
When Feng Jueyu was in a dilemma, Ling Buer finally got angry. He smiled coldly and said: "If you don't drink a toast, you will have to drink a fine wine. I think you mother and daughter are tired of living. Wu Chanyao, although you are in the great world,
You are ranked eleventh on the beauty list, and your appearance is not bad, but a hundred of you are not worth the Dragon God Flying Yellow Armor of mine. In this case, I will not be polite to you anymore."
Whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Buer, who had a ruthless nature, suddenly took out his sword from its golden scabbard, pointed it with a long edge, and started to kill the Wu family mother and daughter.
"Yao'er, go quickly."
Wu Honglian was eager to protect her son, she gave a sweet scolding, drew out her treasured blade, and raised her sword to greet him.
The two masters fought to the same point in an instant.
"How dare you block my sword? Die to me..."
Whoosh!
When the long front reached, it suddenly picked up a white thunder. Before this thunder exploded in the open space, an extremely sharp sword energy stabbed across the air, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Wu Honglian.
"What a fast sword."
The crowd was in an uproar.
when!
Wu Honglian raised his sword horizontally and blocked the dark green blade. However, Ling Buer's sword was so powerful that when the sword touched it, it was as if it were overwhelming Mount Tai. The sword sank downwards and struck Wu Honglian with a loud bang.
Shake back.
Wu Honglian only felt numbness in the tiger's mouth, and her body retreated wildly, but Ling Buyer had no intention of holding back. He succeeded with one sword, and then struck out with another sword. The sword power was revived, using the "The Great Jingzhe" that had just become famous.
sword".
When the white light passed by the sword, everyone heard a puff sound, and Wu Honglian received a new wound on his waist.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Wu Honglian retreated another five feet.
"It's amazing, Wu Honglian is not the enemy of Yihe."
The crowd onlookers changed their colors when they saw this. This fierce fight was obviously determined. It was inevitable that Wu Honglian would be inferior to Ling Buer, and if Ling Buer wanted to kill someone, no one present could stop him.
"Yao'er, please leave quickly."
"I won't leave, don't hurt my mother."
"You want to leave, can you? Just die..." Ling Buer's eyes were full of coldness and resentment, and he killed with his sword in the air without losing strength.
And when everyone thought that Wu Honglian was bound to die, suddenly, a figure suddenly shot from a distance, and a jet-black sword energy appeared in the sky. Without anyone noticing, Wu Honglian was stabbed from the body.
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"Master Ling, you may have gone too far to bully others."