Although Zuo Lan's sudden recruitment was a bit unexpected, it was very clever and made everyone in the four major sects feel mixed emotions.
The three major sects are obviously worried that Jiang Chen will change his mind and be attracted by Zuo Lan's solicitation. Although Zuo Lan did not make any promises, he is a strong man in the Earth Yuan Realm after all, and his background is very big, even better than that of Baoshu Sect.
Much stronger.
Moreover, Jiang Chen's defection to the Baoshu Sect is only verbal. So far, even the initiation ceremony has not been completed. How can Jiang Chen like this have any feelings for the Baoshu Sect?
In this stark contrast between strength and weakness, would he choose to stay in Baoshu Sect instead of seeking refuge with Zuo Lan?
There was no reason for them not to worry. After all, in this case, many people would choose to join the stronger Tianzong and serve Zuo Lan instead of choosing the weak Baoshu Sect.
Once Jiang Chen defected to Zuo Lan, their last trump card would be gone. They would have no choice but to fight Zuo Lan and the others.
If they don't fight hard, they can only accept the cruelty of becoming each other's vassals.
The three major sects are worried, but the Ziyang Sect is jealous and hateful.
The hatred between Jiang Chen and the Ziyang Sect is as deep as the sea. If Jiang Chen defectes to Zuo Lan, Jiang Chen's status will rise invisibly, even directly overtaking their Ziyang Sect.
In that case, it would be impossible for them to seek revenge from Jiang Chen from now on, let alone deal with Jiang Chen.
Old Monster Zhuiyang felt as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake, but when Zuo Lan opened his mouth, Old Monster Zhuiyang did not dare to make irresponsible remarks.
For a moment, the atmosphere at the scene seemed extremely strange.
Pairs of eyes were focused on Jiang Chen's face. Obviously, everyone wanted to see what choice Jiang Chen would make.
Jiang Chen had a smile on his face, but he didn't bother to answer anything.
Zuo Lan seemed to understand something from Jiang Chen's smile, and his voice condensed: "Jiang Chen, this is your last chance. You come from a humble background. If you don't seize this opportunity to change your destiny, even if you are a little bit
With all your talents, you can only become a wild dog living in the countryside. Moreover, you should know that disobeying my Heavenly Sect Envoy will lead to death."
"Tianzong?"
In this life, Jiang Chen has been extremely sensitive to the word "Heaven" and has always been unhappy with those so-called "geniuses".
And this Zuo Lan claimed to be from Tianzong, which made Jiang Chen feel even more unhappy.
"Heaven" is Jiang Chen's origin in his previous life, which represents supreme nobility. Zuo Lan's virtuous behavior shows that his sect is not much better, so he dares to call himself Tian Sect?
It's just a matter of calling himself Tianzong, but in front of him, the son of the Emperor of Heaven, he boasts about his fate and his humble origins.
Zuo Lan had no idea that his self-righteous words would completely stir up the bottom line in Jiang Chen's heart and cause Jiang Chen to feel deeply unhappy.
"Zuo Lan, when it comes to wild dogs, you should really look in the mirror and see for yourselves. This is the territory of Baoshu Sect, but you are barking here, what are they if they are not wild dogs?"
Jiang Chen smiled indifferently: "Remember, I am the only one who decides my destiny. I don't need to change anything, and I don't need to turn to your Tianzong to change my destiny. Whether it is Tianzong or the underworld, with people like you here, I
"Ashamed to be in company"
As soon as these words came out, people from the three major sects cheered and applauded one after another. For a while, there was a wave of applause.
Obviously, Jiang Chen's words had a clear attitude. He clearly rejected Zuo Lan's solicitation and completely sided with Baoshu Sect.
Several ancestors exchanged glances with each other, and they were all very happy. Only Ye Chonglou nodded slightly, as if he had expected this scene, and he appreciated Jiang Chen's choice.
Although the Ziyang Sect didn't cheer, everyone felt relieved.
Especially the old monster Zhuiyang laughed wildly in his heart: "Jiang Chen, this beast, is still young after all, and he doesn't know how high the sky is. The only chance to change his life is just missed. It's okay, this way, I don't have to worry about killing him in the future.
The Tianzong envoy no longer supports him. If he collides with Zuo Lan, this kid will definitely die."
Sure enough, Zuo Lan's face suddenly darkened when he heard this.
He never imagined that his suggestions and even threats would not bring him any hesitation at all.
This Jiang Chen not only rejected him, but also called them wild dogs, and even said that he was ashamed to be with Zuo Lan.
Especially the sentence "Whether it is Tianzong or hell" is a blatant blasphemy against Tianzong. Zuo Lan comes from Tianzong and is proud of Tianzong and will never tolerate any disrespectful words towards Tianzong.
A layer of frost suddenly covered his face: "Boy, if you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink wine as a penalty. If you blaspheme the Heavenly Sect, you should be punished by the nine tribes. Jiang Chen, just accept your fate."
After saying that, Zuo Lan gathered momentum and planned to take action himself.
"Wait a minute!" Ancestor Qianye couldn't sit still at this time. Jiang Chen had already expressed his position like this. It would be unreasonable if ancestors like them didn't come forward to protect him.
"Emissary Zuo Lan, in the previous nine-game agreement, Jiang Chen has won two games in a row. You said it yourself, as long as we can win one game..."
Zuo Lan laughed loudly: "I only said that if you win a round, you are qualified to bargain with me. Just now, I have made an offer to Jiang Chen, and he has rejected it. Since you have refused, you are not qualified to negotiate again."
Ancestor Qianye was immediately speechless. The other party indeed said that as long as he won a round, he would be qualified to negotiate.
Zuo Lan's face turned cold, his tone suddenly turned cold, and he said loudly: "From now on, people from the Baoshu Sect, Wanling Sect, and Liuyun Sect who are willing to surrender will stand here. Those who do not surrender will be killed."
"You only have this chance. Anyone who does not stand up within ten breaths will be regarded as fighting against Tianzong and will be killed without mercy." Zuo Lan's eyes were domineering and he swept towards everyone in the three major sects.
The ancestor of Nine Lions was furious: "Zuo Lan, the elites of our three major sects are all here, are you sure you want to fight to the death?"
Zuo Lan smiled indifferently: "Fight to the death? You really think highly of yourself. Why do you need to fight to the death to kill you? What qualifications do you have to fight to the death with me, a strong man in the Earth Yuan Realm?"
After saying that, Zuo Lan moved his body, like a ghost, and shot towards the ancestor of Nine Lions.
The ancestor of the Nine Lions saw that he was coming fiercely, and did not dare to neglect. He protected his vital points with both hands and stepped back. The rosary inherited from the animal bones on his neck suddenly shot out purple rays of light, forming a powerful restraining protection. At the same time, the Nine Lions ancestors
The old monster lion pushed with both hands, and a powerful Yuanjing Qi wall spurted out.
Obviously, the Nine Lions old monster did not dare to neglect Zuo Lan's strong attack.
However, the defense of the old monster Nine Lions is powerful, but Zuo Lan's attack is even more powerful.
In a blink of an eye, he had already arrived at the side of the Nine Lions Ancestor.
boom
The Nine Lions Ancestor's reaction was not slow when he punched out, but when he punched out, he just managed to resist Zuo Lan's punch.
boom
The Nine Lions Ancestor received the opponent's single punch with both hands, and the purple light rosary suddenly flashed with brilliance, and then disappeared and was submerged. The Nine Lions Ancestor's body was directly pushed back seven or eight feet by this punch.
If it weren't for the defensive function of this rosary, the ancestor of the Nine Lions might have broken all his bones and muscles with just one punch.
For a moment, several ancestors gathered around him and blocked Zuo Lan in a fan shape.
Ancestor Qianye asked in a low voice: "Nine Lions, how are you doing?"
The Nine Lions Ancestor's energy and blood surged, and he felt as if his spiritual sea had been crushed by this punch. He raised his energy several times before he managed to calm down.
"call"
The ancestor of Nine Lions exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling a little relieved from the disgust in his heart.
"What a powerful punch." A trace of fear flashed through the heart of the ancestor of Nine Lions, and he reminded in a low voice: "Everyone, this guy's fist is so fierce that it doesn't look like the fourth level of the Yuan Realm at all."
When everyone heard this, their hearts were awe-inspiring.
In fact, Zuo Lan is really at the fourth level of Yuan Realm, but he comes from Tianzong, and all the mysteries and magical powers he cultivates come from Tianzong.
Tianzong is a super sect, and its background is definitely not comparable to that of a small local sect like Baoshu Sect. Its background is at least ten thousand times that of Baoshu Sect.
Therefore, Zuo Lan's fourth level of the Yuan Realm and the fourth level of the Yuan Realm that Nine Lions Ancestor and the others could imagine are completely different concepts.
Jiang Chen did not dare to fall behind, and stood side by side with Ye Chonglou, and asked calmly: "Ambassador Zuo, once the war starts, it will be difficult to stop it. Are you sure you want to fight to the death?"
Zuo Lan snorted coldly and proudly: "How many times do I have to say this? Fight to the death? Fight to the death? That's just your wishful thinking. I, Zuo Lan, will kill you like a dog."
After saying that, Zuo Lan's eyes continued to patrol and swept in front of the disciples of the three major sects again.
"There are still five breaths left. You only have five breaths to decide your destiny. After five breaths, anyone who disobeys the will of Heaven will be killed."
"Four"
"three"
"two"
"one"
Zuo Lan's face was expressionless, as indifferent as frost, without any human touch, as if the people he was talking to were just piles of stones or sculptures.
When the countdown reached one, Zuo Lan's face darkened completely: "Okay, okay, I didn't expect that the people of your three major sects are all hard-core. It seems that you won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Forget it, I will send you all on your way.
"
After saying that, Zuo Lan's momentum in the Earth Yuan Realm was suddenly raised, and in a moment, the hall seemed to be filled with countless tides, and countless huge waves rushed over.
The suffocating pressure of the Earth Realm caused the floor tiles on the ground to shatter piece by piece, and countless spider web-like cracks spread all around.
"The pressure is so strong that I can't open my eyes."
"Ah, my eardrum is ruptured"
"Damn it, what the hell is going on?"
Behind the three major sects, the warriors with slightly weaker cultivation levels began to scream.
Zuo Lan's mentality is extremely abnormal. He seems to enjoy hearing the howls of his prey. The smile on his face becomes more wanton and crazier for a while.
"This is the path you choose, wake up."
Zuo Lan once again increased his pressure.
Just then——
"bass……"
In the void, a tiny sound came unexpectedly. In this turbulent atmosphere like a tsunami, this tiny sound was so penetrating that it was like a small piece of grass suddenly emerging from a crack in a stone.
Miso miso miso......
When the sound came together, it suddenly continued continuously, like rain. It started with raindrops, then continued drizzle, and in a blink of an eye, it became a downpour. In a few breaths, it formed a general trend.
This is the sound of the piano
To be precise, this is the sound of guzheng
From a faint voice to a momentum like pouring rain, it was completely completed in a few breaths.
In the blink of an eye, they gathered together like wind and rolling clouds, and the waves were as wide as the sand.
Zuo Lan's powerful pressure was slowly suppressed by the sound of the guzheng that came from nowhere.
Not long after, the sound of the guzheng was like the fine blade of a knife, forming an invisible blade flow, cutting through Zuo Lan's pressure inch by inch.
Wow!
Suddenly, all Zuo Lan's pressure collapsed under the sound of guzheng.
(There are four updates today, and this is the first one. I woke up early to write a chapter, and the power outage started at point B. So the remaining chapters will not be updated until I call in the evening.)