When the young man saw this, his expression suddenly changed. He then waved his sharp sword, drew a long line on the ground, and ordered to his companions: "Anyone who crosses this line will be killed without mercy. Also, immediately
Notify the superiors and ask them to send reinforcements immediately." Another man hesitated: "Brother Chen Xiang, wouldn't it be a good idea to have a conflict with them?" The young man named Chen Xiang frowned and said, "What? Are you afraid?
As disciples of Lingtian Palace, we will not show mercy to anyone who dares to disrespect us." Seeing this out-of-control situation, Leng Xuan and the others stepped aside and watched with their hands folded. Master Gui Gu narrowed his eyes and suddenly
He sneered and said: "I'm afraid this is the other party's purpose." Leng Xuan asked: "What purpose?" Guigu Zhenren replied: "The other party wants to cause a commotion. Once there is a conflict between the cultivators and the organizers,
, then it will be difficult for this cultivation conference to be held smoothly. Boy, do you know who will suffer in this case?"
Leng Xuan scratched his head and asked: "The organizer?" Situ Tian next to him nodded: "Yes. Although the organizer of the cultivation conference is composed of several sects, Lingtian Palace is the main one. If this time
If the Cultivation Conference fails, it will have a big blow to the reputation of Lingtian Palace." Leng Xuan suddenly said: "So, the people behind the sneak attack are actually targeting Lingtian Palace?" Master Guigu nodded and said: "
That's right. Originally, this conflict could be resolved as long as it was handled well. Unfortunately, they sent an idiot over. Not only did he not know how to appease them, he actually angered these cultivators with his words. Hum, there is a good show to be seen next.
Come on." When he said these words, the cultivators had already begun to attack the organizers.
Hundreds of cultivators were dispatched together, and the scene was so spectacular. The more than fifty men and women in white were no match at all. Soon, those cultivators used the force of thunder to directly crush each other. Fortunately, those cultivators
They all had a sense of proportion and did not kill. Although they were angry, their minds were not dizzy. Behind these men and women in white was Lingtian Palace. They were still a little afraid of the largest sect in the world of cultivation. However, those men and women in white were also afraid.
He had suffered enough. His white gown was covered with black footprints. Especially the young man Chen Xiang who shouted earlier, even his face was severely stepped on several times, and blood flowed from the cracked
Tears flowed from the corners of his lips, and his image was extremely embarrassing.
At this moment, a roar was heard: "Stop it." Everyone looked for their voice and saw the two old men, Jin and Yin, rushing towards the top of the mountain. Old Jin frowned as he looked at the chaotic scene in front of him.
Frowning, he said in a deep voice: "What are you doing? You are so brave to attack the organizer." Facing the majesty of the gold and silver elders, everyone was a little afraid in their hearts, and no one dared to answer casually. After a while, Xiu Zhen
The practitioners discussed in low voices for a while, and then elected an old cultivator to represent him. Mr. Jin asked: "Tell me, what's going on? Why do you have a conflict with the organizer?" The cultivator became stronger.
He emboldened and said: "If something like that happened before, the responsibility lies with you as the organizer, and we are all victims. However, instead of taking measures, you regarded us as suspects. As for why the conflict occurred, this cannot be
It's our fault, who made that kid speak rudely and threaten us." After saying that, he pointed at Chen Xiang who was lying on the ground.