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Chapter 1271 Baihe Tu gets angry

Shangguan Huisheng stared closely at the entrance of the retreat holy land, the look of worry and nervousness on his face became more and more intense. Not only him, but also the head of the Yuan family Yuan Yi. His son Yuanyang has not come out yet, and may have already

It was so bad that Yuan Yi's fingers trembled slightly when he thought about it.

Not only the Shangguan family and the Yuan family, but also several members of the sects who had obtained quotas later were also waiting, and they did not see the young disciples from their sects coming out.

About half an hour later, the entire terrain formation of Duanfeng Mountain was activated again, and there was a loud shaking sound from the ground, which meant that this time the opening of the retreat holy land was over and the passage was about to be closed.

When Shangguan Huisheng saw this, he went crazy. He yelled loudly: "Where is my son Shangguan Leiting? Why hasn't he come out yet?"

Speaking of this, Shangguan Huisheng thought of something. He looked towards Xie Wuji and said, "Xie Shengzi, you went in with Shangguan Leiting, why hasn't he come out yet?"

Xie Wuji's face showed a sad emotion, and he said slowly: "Master Shangguan family, please express my condolences. Young Master Shangguan can't come out, and has been staying in the holy place of seclusion for a long time."

"Evil Saint Son, what do you mean? Thunder is dead? Who killed him?" Shangguan Huisheng's eyes were full of grief and anger, and his face was even more ferocious, with traces of murderous intent filling the air.

"Ye Junlang!"

Xie Wuji said coldly.

As soon as this statement came out, it caused an uproar.

Shangguan Huisheng's eyes immediately looked towards Ye Junlang, and he yelled: "Ye Junlang, was it you who killed Shangguan Leiting?"

Ye Junlang glanced at Shangguan Huisheng and said: "Those who kill will always be killed! Xie Wuji and Shangguan Leiting teamed up to kill me, why can't I fight back? As for Xie Wuji...if someone hadn't come to help, he would have died.

In the retreat sanctuary.”

Xie Wuji's face turned ashen, but he had no way to refute. At that time, in the terrain of the Hualong Pond in the Holy Land of Retreat, if Xuanyuan Yanhuang and Qi Zigui had not appeared, he would have definitely died.

Ye Junlang said this in public, and let the rest of the ancient martial arts world know that he, the holy son of the Holy Land, was no match for Ye Junlang, and even if he united with Shangguan Lei, he would be defeated and killed.

"Ye Junlang, you killed my son? Who gave you such courage!" Shangguan Huisheng got up in anger, with a murderous intention emerging.

"Just kill, you are allowed to kill, and others can't resist? Besides, your Shangguan family is not even worth mentioning in my eyes!"

Old Man Ye's face darkened, and a ray of supreme pressure appeared. Even though he was injured, even a saint-level figure like Xuanyuan Wulie did not dare to look down upon him, let alone Shangguan Hui, who had not yet reached a saint-level strength.

It's full.

After feeling the supreme power of Old Man Ye, Shangguan Huisheng couldn't help but shudder. The pain of losing his son almost made him lose his mind. Now that he realized what he was doing, he remembered that behind Ye Junlang there were those who dominated the ancient martial arts world.

Ye Wusheng is supporting him.

Shangguan Huisheng stared at Ye Junlang with a sad, angry and unwilling face. With old man Ye present, he really didn't dare to make a mistake or say anything more.

"Where is Yuanyang? Where is my young master of the Yuan family? Could it be that he was also killed? Who killed my young master of the Yuan family!" Yuan Yi also spoke loudly, his tone was urgent and angry.

This time, it was Bai Xianer who responded. She said: "Yuan Yang is dead, and he deserves what he deserves."

Yuan Yi's face was startled. He looked at Bai Xian'er and couldn't help but ask: "Bai, what do you mean by Bai Xian'er's words?"

Bai Xian'er said coldly: "After Yuanyang Ye and Yan Zhan met me, they had evil intentions. They not only wanted to steal things but also wanted to taint me. I dare to ask the head of the Yuan family, shouldn't he die?"

"Oh? Is there such a thing?" When Bai Hetu heard this, his old eyes turned cold, and there was a vague sense of terrifying power.

Yuan Yi's face suddenly turned pale. Even though the Yuan family was among the top ten families in the ancient martial arts world, and their ranking was not low, compared with the Bai family, they were still incomparable.

Therefore, after hearing this, Yuan Yi froze on the spot and could not say a word.

Bai Xiannian's eyes also darkened. He looked forward and said, "Yan Zhan is the young master of Guiyuan Sect, right? Should Guiyuan Sect give an explanation for this matter?"

Yan Zhan had already walked out and was standing with Yan Wei, the current leader of Guiyuan Sect. After Bai Xiannian asked, Yan Wei's expression suddenly changed. He looked at Yan Zhan and asked sharply: "Is there any

This matter?"

"me--"

Yan Zhan was sweating profusely, and he became depressed every time he spoke.

When Yan Wei saw Yan Zhan's expression, he knew that what Bai Xian'er said was inseparable. Although Guiyuan Sect was a large sect, its foundation was not as high as that of a holy land, and it was impossible to compete with the Bai family.

Therefore, Yan Wei carried Yan Zhan over and said sternly: "Why don't you apologize to Fairy Bai quickly!"

Yan Zhan hurriedly said: "Bai, Fairy Bai, I was wrong, I was really wrong. At that time, I was also bewitched by Yuanyang. I beg Fairy Bai to be magnanimous and forgive me for being confused."

Bai Hetu stared at Yan Zhan and said, "You know that Xian'er is my granddaughter, but you still want to steal her things, and you still have evil intentions towards her?"

Plop!

Yan Zhan immediately knelt down, kowtowed repeatedly, and said, "I was confused for a moment, and I was wrong. I beg Fairy Bai and Senior Bai to please spare me once!"

Bai Hetu suddenly raised his right hand, and a stream of aura formed by the holy power penetrated out and hit Yan Zhan's body.

Yan Zhan immediately flew up, fell down five or six meters away, and died immediately.

Bai Hetu had a stern face, with murderous intent flashing in his old eyes, and he said: "If kowtowing and apologizing can be treated as nothing, then where does that put the prestige of my Bai family? I, Bai Hetu, am such a granddaughter, I wish I could hold it in my hand every day

"Whoever dares to be disrespectful to my granddaughter should first ask me about my fists."

Bai Hetu was really angry. As a great saint, he was helpless against Bai Xianer's destiny of the White Tiger. Therefore, since Bai Xianer was a child, he felt very guilty towards Bai Xianer and felt that

Even with his supreme martial arts cultivation, he could not resolve the crisis of his granddaughter's fate being swallowed up.

All in all, if Bai Xian'er's White Tiger fate cannot be cracked, then Bai Xian'er's remaining time will only be about four years.

If this is an unsolvable situation and it is destined, then all Bai Hetu can do is to prevent his precious granddaughter from being wronged in the slightest.

Therefore, let alone the young sect master of Guiyuan Sect who harbors ill intentions towards Bai Xianer in the retreat holy land, even if the Xuanyuan Family or other holy places dare to offend Bai Xianer, given his temper, he will still take action now.

The inability to decipher Bai Xian'er's White Tiger destiny has made him blame himself and feel guilty for many years. If Bai Xian'er is wronged and can't seek an explanation, what's the use of his cultivation in the Great Sage Realm?

In the remaining few years, he doesn't ask for anything else, as long as Bai Xian'er lives happily and is happy every day.

If anyone wants to directly offend Bai Xianer with evil intentions, he doesn't mind killing them directly.



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