Chapter 109: The old beggar shows off his prestige
"What did you say?"
"Ten semi-saints and thirty monks from the Heavenly Immortal Realm? Are you hallucinating that his Sword Sect brought such masters?"
"You think he is a super sect!"
The old man in gray felt that his IQ had been humiliated. Not to mention the Sword Sect, even the entire Eastern Continent couldn't find a sect with such a lineup, right?
"Yes... it's true. It's absolutely true, Sect Master. I also ask Sect Master to move to the mountain gate and watch in person!"
The disciple said tremblingly.
"Um?"
At this time, not only the sword sect monks were stunned, but also the major powerful families on the side. Even Ying Diao himself was a little confused about the situation.
What's going on?
There are ten semi-saints in the Sword Sect?
Why didn't he know? When did it happen?
Could it be that they were the reinforcements invited by Senior Xiaolaodi?
"Sect Master, when did this happen? Since our Sword Sect has so many masters, why are you going to the appointment alone? It would be nice to bring a few more people."
Li Xiaobai said from the side.
"Yes, this whole scene has made Fatty anxious. Our Sword Sect is so emotionally powerful!"
Liu Jinshui touched his stomach, and his heart dropped completely.
"this……"
"Ahem, it's good for you to know that the Sword Sect has always kept a low profile in its development. It doesn't like to make too much noise. Don't spread the word about what happened today."
Ying Diao suppressed her curiosity and ordered.
"Jian Zong is really here!"
"If there are really so many masters, I'm afraid we will be doomed today!"
"Yes, I'm just here to attend an appointment to discuss Taoism. I don't want to lose my life here!"
"Master Ying, you have to bear witness for us about what happened today. We are just here to attend an appointment, and we have no intention of harming the Sword Sect at all!"
"Yes, yes, this is a sword fight. Don't take your grievances with the Sword Sect out on us!"
"From today on, my Wang family will be an affiliated force of Jianzong. If we want to set a time limit, I hope it will be ten thousand years!"
The elders of all the major forces said one after another, clasping their fists and handing over their hands and defecting in the face of battle.
The old man in gray clothes and the great elder turned blue with anger.
"Ying Diao, is this your plan? On the surface, you are stabilizing us inside the Sword Sect, but in fact, you have the army waiting outside the sect, just waiting for the opportunity to join forces inside and outside to crush our Sword Sect, yes or no!"
The old man in gray clothes said coldly.
The reaction of these family forces made him angry.
"This invitation was sent to our Sword Sect personally by the Sword Sect. Ying went to the appointment calmly. He has never made things difficult for the Sword Sect disciples since he entered the Sword Sect. However, on the other hand, the Sword Sect senior is aggressive and wants to take over our Sword Sect's body.
The disciple's life is all controlled by the Sword Sect, so how can Ying Mou make a plan when he is forced to take action?"
Ying Diao said calmly.
"With your clever words, I will go and see who the so-called ten half-saints are!"
The old man in gray clothes stepped on the long knife and flew towards the mountain gate, followed closely by the great elder and many monks.
Suddenly they were told that the enemy was approaching, and even though they were angry, they couldn't bring themselves to fight Ying Diao to the death.
"Let's go and have a look too."
Ying Diao waved, took Li Xiaobai and others into the air, and followed the others far away towards the mountain gate.
He was also very curious in his heart, where did these super masters who appeared out of thin air come from?
After a few breaths.
At the Daozong Mountain Gate, the disciples guarding the mountain gate all felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Their faces were pale and the sweat on their foreheads was constantly falling down, and there was a deep look of fear in their eyes.
One kilometer away from the Sword Sect, sword energy spread across the sky, fierce flames surged into the sky, and a group of monks stepped on the fairy swords in the void and walked in the wind.
There was a grand master's chair with a dry old man sitting on it, his eyes were stern, and his face looked like he wanted to be beaten.
The monks standing beside him, all middle-aged men and women, all had an aura of terror around them, and the murderous and fighting intentions on their bodies had all reached a substantial level, turning into wild beasts roaring in the void.
The galloping power is terrifying, and just by looking at each other, there is a sense of oppression from the top of a mountain, making people breathless.
Li Xiaobai squinted his eyes and looked at these monks. He knew very well that these were definitely not Sword Sect monks.
Moreover, he could vaguely see some familiar shadows on these people, but he couldn't remember them for a while.
"This...this is really the little guy, Senior Emperor!"
"How many people have come to this Sword Sect? The number of monks must be close to one million!"
Looking at the mighty army in the distance, the family elders felt a little weak in their calves. Didn't the Sword Sect only have more than 100,000 disciples? When did so many monks increase?
Is it possible that this is the sword sect’s secret hidden card?
"Nearly a million troops!"
"Ten Half-Saints!"
"Thirty Heavenly Immortals!"
"Exactly, it's impossible for so many strong men to appear in the Eastern Continent at the same time. How did the Sword Sect do it?"
The old man in gray was shocked. His feelings were even greater than those of the others. Just a slight perception of the strength of the incoming person made him feel extremely shaken, as if he was being stared at by a giant beast. What the disciple who came to report just now was right,
The first ten monks are all strong men in the semi-saint realm!
The leader, Xiao Laodi, is even more powerful in the Holy Realm!
"Who is the senior who is here? I don't know what the Dao Sect has done to offend me. I would like to ask all the seniors to bear with Haihan!"
The old man in gray clothes cupped his fists and raised his hands, and said loudly.
"Have you ever recognized me?"
In the void, on the Grand Master's chair, the old man Ganba was playing with a teapot in his hand and said casually.
"I recognize that the senior is the little brother emperor who is famous in the Central Yuan Realm. I don't know why the master is here today, but a disciple of the sect has offended the senior. If this is the case, the junior will definitely kill this scum of the sect and vent his anger on the senior!"
The old man in gray clothes pretended to be dumbfounded and continued to ask. He hoped that the other party could let him go.
"Be bold!"
"Who do you think you are? You dare to vent your anger on behalf of Senior Di? Are you worthy?"
A potbellied middle-aged man next to the dry old man said coldly.
Huge pressure like a mountain suddenly fell, hitting the body of the old man in gray inside the mountain gate.
"Senior, you!"
The old man in gray clothes was caught off guard and staggered a few steps, his face turned pale.
The domineering behavior of this person was beyond his expectations.
"I heard that the leader of the Sword Sect, Ying Diao, was forcibly detained by your Sword Sect. The Sword Sect is really brave. I'm here to take the Sword Sect's leader back to the mountain. Do you have any opinions?"
"No objection! Today, the Sect Master of the Sword Sect was invited to attend the Tao Discussion Conference of our Sword Sect. I have benefited a lot. Master Ying, don't you think so?"
The old man in gray clothes changed his face in a second, turned around and said with a flattering smile to the mink.
"Haha, Senior Dao is really eloquent and has a lotus tongue. Didn't he just threaten to destroy my Sword Sect?"
"Why are you so timid now? Now that I, the son of the sword sect, have already arrived, Ying thinks that this sword fight should come to an end. It is better to choose the day than to hit the sun. Ying will give you the time of the sword sect to deploy troops and generals. The two of us will
How about a fight with real swords and guns?"
Although Ying Diao still doesn't understand the situation, he already understands that these strong men brought by Senior Xiao Lao Di are all supporting the Sword Sect. With ten semi-saint strong men here, what else does he have to be afraid of?
"No, no, no, no. Master Ying, everything is easy to discuss, and we don't have to fight each other. I believe that the Dao Sect has already surrendered, but I'm just embarrassed to say it out loud, right, Senior Dao?"
"Yes, yes, Senior Dao, surrender!"
"If your Sword Sect is going to die, please don't involve us!"
"I saw early on that the Sword Sect was weak, but now the Sword Sect has risen strongly and become a blockbuster. From now on, it will firmly occupy the number one spot in the Eastern Continent!"
The expressions of the elders of the major forces on the side all changed, and they hurriedly said with a smile, winking crazily at the gray-clothed old man and the great elder.
Ten semi-saints gather together, who can resist?
If a war really breaks out, it will be a dimensionality-reducing blow. The Dao Zong will be flattened as soon as they breathe, and they will also suffer unreasonable disasters and become wrecks under the rubble.
"You...you guys!"
"Elder Wang, Elder Sun, the Sword Sect treats you very well!"
"Now that the Sword Sect is in trouble, how could you do this!"
The old man in gray and the great elder turned pale with anger, and their hands shrunk in their sleeves were trembling.
"Stop talking, Mr. Dao, nothing is as important as your life. Listen to my old brother's advice and surrender quickly. There are ten strong semi-saints on the other side looking at you. If you delay for a moment longer, I'm afraid the Dao Sect will come from the Eastern Continent.
Removed!"
"Even if you Sword Sect wants to die, don't hold us back!"
"I just want to be a quiet and beautiful man, and I also want to live a few more years!"
"Yes, you can keep the green hills and don't worry about running out of firewood, so go ahead and vote!"
Everyone persuaded him earnestly, and it was only at this moment that the old man in gray truly felt what it means to be defeated and dispersed. You must know that these teammates have begun to persuade them to surrender before they come over.
If a fight really breaks out, why not immediately switch sides and stab someone in the back like crazy to show your loyalty?
But having said that, he couldn't afford to offend the Sword Sect's current lineup, nor could any other force. One Saint and ten Half-Saints were already the configuration of a super sect.
"Okay, okay, since you all say so, then I will surrender!"
The blood on the face of the old man in gray surged up and turned red.
"Oh? The Sword Sect is willing to surrender? Is that true?"
Ying Diao seemed surprised, looked at the old man in gray and said.
"I...I, the Sword Sect, am willing to surrender!"
The old man in gray uttered a few words and collapsed to the ground as if his strength had been drained.
"Well, it is inevitable for the Sword Sect to submit and surrender, but there can be no room for two tigers in a mountain, and there can only be one leader. Senior, what do you think?"
Ying Diao clasped his fists and saluted, looked at the old man in the sky and asked respectfully.
Sitting on the Grand Master's chair, the old man looked very relaxed: "Well, I think what you said makes sense!"
Then he waved his hand casually and said lightly: "Take it!"