"Huolin, you seem to be a little too arrogant and domineering. Our Huolin Cave is sacred and inviolable, and our ancestor Qilin is the ancestor of manners. But your mouth is full of vulgar words. It is unimaginable that someone like you can actually
Keep pace with us."
"You have completely disgraced Huolindong. If I were you, I would have committed suicide long ago!"
In the first sedan chair, a faint voice floated out. His words were full of indifference, as if he didn't take Er Gouzi's words to heart at all.
"Wow, Huo Yun, don't talk nonsense. If you don't accept it, come and fight. Master Ergouzi will fight you for three hundred rounds!"
In the fourth sedan chair, Ergouzi shouted angrily.
"Nao Nao, my little master is a genius, with Qilin bloodline, unfathomable cultivation, and unlimited future. Not everyone is qualified to challenge."
"Lord Huolin is just a dog picked up from a barbarian land by an elder with low cultivation level. By luck, he has opened up the power of blood. Is he worthy of shouting with my little master?"
"Who gave you the courage?"
One of the monks carrying the sedan chair for Holy Son Huoyun said calmly, his words full of contempt.
It is normal for the saints to have differences in cultivation level, but the three saints are all talented people who were born and raised in Huolin Cave. Only these two sons were brought back from the Northern Territory by Yun Kun.
Moreover, he was always talking about cheating and had no sense of being a Qilin beast. No one in the Huolin Cave looked down upon this guy.
But this guy's reaction was the strongest during the bloodline awakening, which meant that these two dogs resonated most with the ancestors, which the monks in the cave couldn't accept.
The unicorn mythical beast is the ancestor of manners and has nothing to do with this guy who always talks about running a train.
"Wow, a mere wage earner dares to comment on your son-in-law. Where's his face?"
Ergouzi was so angry that a coffin bearer dared to attack him.
"Vulgar words, bad habits die hard, Huolin, don't let Huolin Dong lose face."
From the second sedan chair, the same disembodied voice came, without the smell of fireworks, as if it was an immortal from the fairy world.
"Cut, each of them is filled with half a piece of garlic. Master Ergouzi can kill you all with one claw!"
Ergouzi was furious. These bastards were so disrespectful to him and made him lose face in front of so many monks.
"You're stupid, what a shame."
From the third sedan, a disdainful voice came out.
"We don't want to talk to it. This guy just wants to take advantage of us. He's just a bastard who came from a barbarian land. Don't let him succeed."
"I think so too."
"Great kindness!"
The Holy Sons in the three sedans in the front all stopped talking, leaving only the two Gouzi in the back, shouting angrily and blindly.
The old man surnamed Jiang couldn't help but give words of advice.
"Holy Son, outsiders are watching now. Our performance has dropped a bit. Let's go back to the battlefield and decide the outcome, right?"
"Yes, Master Ergouzi is invincible. When your Master Ergouzi kills him through the Roushan battlefield, you will not even be able to drink soup!"
Ergouzi nodded in agreement, his attitude still arrogant.
The team in Huolin Cave was still moving forward slowly.
At the gate of the city, Song Que was sitting on the steps, with a saber hanging on his waist. He didn't even raise his eyelids to the pomp and farce in Huolin Cave.
The person carrying the sedan chair at the front didn't pay any attention to Song Que, and showed no intention of talking to him. He took one step and immediately stepped over him.
This middle-aged man has stayed in the frontier for most of his life, and only the monks in the frontier know the name of the Heavenly Sword.
All the people eating melons held their breath and stared at the city gate, daring to disturb the head of the sword. It must be said that the servant carrying the sedan chair was very courageous.
The slave in front of him had already stepped over Song Que's body with one foot, and there was a trace of amusement in his eyes, as if he was laughing at the other party's overestimation of his abilities.
Song Que lowered his head and said nothing, and placed a finger on the handle of the knife at his waist without any trace. Li Xiaobai narrowed his eyes slightly, he knew that Song Que was about to take action.
A ray of silver thread floated in the void in front of everyone's eyes, and the leg that crossed his body fell off smoothly and naturally, and not a drop of blood fell on the smooth cut surface.
A section of thigh quietly rolled down the steps, and the scene was extremely weird.
The slave carrying the coffin suddenly froze, looking at his thigh with dull eyes, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he shouted heartbreakingly.
"My legs are gone!"
Several old guardians were shocked, their hairs stood on end, they slapped the sedan next to them and retreated instantly.
"Quickly retreat, this person is not simple!"
They didn't see anything clearly just now, but they vaguely saw the middle-aged man lift his finger, and then the disciple's legs were cut off at the root.
"Take it."
The old guard beside the first sedan threw a pill and said in a deep voice.
He was mistaken. The person sitting on the steps in front of him was not an ordinary monk, but a being of the same level as them.
"Thank you, elder!"
The disciple was grateful and looked at the man on the steps with fearful eyes. It was so terrifying just now. Everything was so natural. He lost a leg without even feeling the pain. Fortunately, Huolin Cave has a rich foundation.
It is not difficult to regenerate a severed limb.
However, after taking the elixir, his complexion changed and his legs did not move at all.
This wound cannot be severed and regenerated!
"Elder..."
The pupils in the old protector's eyes shrank, and his expression changed several times.
The mysterious runes flowed on the smooth and neat cut surfaces, sealing the gap forcibly. No blood flowed out, and the severed limbs could not be regenerated. This is the method of a truly powerful person.
Are the guards at the gate of the city so terrifying, or is this deliberately arranged by the Holy City to give them a show of strength?
While thinking, Holy Son Huoyun in the sedan spoke.
"May I ask who is the senior in front of me? The Huolin Cave monks and I are here only to assist the frontier, and we have no ill intentions."
"There is no difference between seniors and seniors. The Holy City has the rules of the Holy City. Everyone who comes and goes needs to register, and Huolin Cave is no exception."
"That guy just tried to force his way across the border, so I chopped off his leg as punishment."
Song Que said slowly.
"It turns out that all living beings in the world are equal, and I, Huolin Cave, are no exception. Since it is a rule, we will abide by it. Mr. Wang, please register our information with this senior."
Holy Son Huoyun chuckled lightly and seemed not to take what happened just now to his heart.
However, Song Que shook his head, pointed to the crowd beside Li Xiaobai and said, "The rules are, first come, first served. You go back and wait behind to let them register first."
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the venue condensed instantly. The four guardians all narrowed their eyes and exuded a dangerous aura. In this world, no one has ever dared to talk to Huolin Cave like this. Today, this holy city wants to kill
The breeze in Huolin Cave is simply a dream!
The leader, the old man surnamed Wang, grinned and said with a serious smile: "If so, what if I want to go in now?"