Yang Hao, as well as the elders of the Blood Thunder Sect, of course all know Wei Changchun's character, and also understand that Wei Changchun's so-called "covering the Blood Thunder Sect" actually has ulterior motives!
If you accept Wei Changchun's "kindness", it will be like sending the entire Blood Thunder Sect into the tiger's mouth!
"That's too much!"
"It's so bullying!"
The elders all communicated angrily to each other, but did not dare to make any dissatisfied sounds.
When people are under low eaves, they have to bow their heads even if they don’t!
"Sect Master, I really want to fight him..." Elder Le Wuya could hardly help but burst out.
"Fight?" Yang Hao said with a wry smile, "I want to fight too! But what to fight for? - Even if so many of us join forces, it's not enough for the opponent to fight with one hand!"
If there was even a slight chance of winning, Yang Hao might really dare to get angry and fight for his life. But now, it is obvious that there is no chance of winning at all. Fighting to fight would be equivalent to death.
Suppressing the anger in his heart, Yang Hao stepped forward in humiliation and said with a smile: "Changchun monk, our Blood Thunder Sect is just a small temple, I'm afraid it can't accommodate a great god like you..."
Wei Changchun glanced sideways: "Really?"
"Yes! Yes!" Yang Hao nodded.
"It's Damn's fart! Get out!!" Unexpectedly, Wei Changchun directly raised his foot and kicked Yang Hao in the stomach angrily.
Yang Hao, who was only in the early spiritual realm, could not withstand such a kick from a master in the late spiritual realm. He was immediately kicked to the ground, spitting out black blood, and couldn't stand up for a long time.
"Hmph! What the hell!?" Wei Changchun sighed, "You are so shameless!"
"Master!"
"Master, are you okay?"
"Wei Changchun, I will fight with you!"
Le Wuya and other elders who couldn't bear it anymore drew their weapons and wanted to kill him.
"Stop it!" Yang Haoqiang took a breath and shouted.
There are not many warriors and monks who are wandering around and killing in the Demon Realm of Seeking Dao, and they are not afraid of death! However, even if they die, they must die in a worthwhile way. It makes no sense at all for people like Le Wuya and others to kill impulsively.
"Sect Master——" Le Wuya said with regret, "I'm not afraid of death!"
"Shut up!" Yang Hao yelled, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
"Hahahaha!" Wei Changchun laughed endlessly when he saw this scene, "Aren't you afraid of death? Want to die? Okay! - Whoever wants to die, come here and I will give him a death! Hahahaha..."
Wei Changchun likes this feeling of overwhelming others the most!
"What is the purpose of my hard work to reach this level?" Wei Changchun thought pervertedly, "Isn't it just for this feeling of controlling other people's life and death?"
"This feeling is so wonderful and intoxicating!" Wei Changchun couldn't help but feel a sense of enjoyment.
"Yang Hao!" Wei Changchun looked down at Yang Hao, who had difficulty even standing, and sneered, "I don't have much patience. I want to ask you one last time, do you accept me covering your Blood Thunder Sect? - After ten breaths, if I
If I don’t hear a satisfactory answer, I will kill directly; kill one person every time, until your answer satisfies me! If you are still not satisfied, then I will kill all the men and leave only the women! Right now
Start the timer!"
Yang Hao almost broke his steel teeth.
At this moment, the decision he had to make was so difficult!
In the Blood Thunder Sect, whether he wants to survive or have dignity, it all depends on his choice!
"Seniors of the Blood Thunder Sect, what should I do..." Yang Hao closed his eyes in pain. This "choose one" choice is too difficult to make!
"Master, we are not afraid of death!"
"Sect Master, give me the order to escape! Anyone who can escape is one..."
The elders spread the message one after another, and surprisingly, no one said they would give in!
"My good brothers..." Yang Hao glanced at every elder present in pain, including Xingwu, the only female elder.
The word "brother" refers to a special kind of friendship. Women can also be brothers!
"This Wei Changchun is a master in the late stage of the spiritual realm! In our Blood Thunder Sect, there are all warriors who have not reached the spiritual realm...Escape? How many can escape!?" Yang Hao said with a trembling voice, "How can I bear to watch?
Go to hell!?"
Escape is equal to death!
Le Wuya hummed: "If you want me to surrender, I would rather die!"
"Yes, I would rather die!"
"Better die!"
…
The eyes of the elders were as red as blood, but extremely firm!
Yang Hao finally made up his mind: "Good brothers! Do you still listen to what I, the sect leader, say?"
"listen!"
"Of course we will listen to what the sect master says!"
"Okay, now as the sect leader, I order you not to resist!" Yang Hao said, "For the inheritance of the Blood Thunder Sect!"
"Master..."
"Master, I'm not willing to give in!"
Unwilling?
How could Yang Hao be so willing?
"Brothers, let's just endure the humiliation for now!" Yang Hao said through the message, holding back his tears of humiliation.
You know, men don’t shed tears easily, let alone Yang Hao, the master of the Blood Thunder Sect. However, today’s humiliation made Yang Hao unable to help but want to cry!
For some warriors and monks with faith, dignity is really more important than life!
Of course, for those warriors and monks who have no integrity, dignity? - What is dignity? How much does it cost per pound?
Yang Hao continued to transmit the message: "When Wei Changchun is stabilized, we will find a way to find brother Xu Ming to avenge us!"
Brother Xu Ming?
Brother Ming?
When thinking of Xu Ming, the elders suddenly felt that the world seemed to have color!
That is the color of hope!
And they seemed to suddenly have the courage to survive in humiliation!
"Changchun monk!" At this moment, Yang Hao's eyes were also flashing with hope, "Our Blood Thunder Sect is willing to accept your 'good intention'!"
"Hahahahaha..." Seeing the Blood Thunder Sect succumb to him, Wei Changchun felt extremely happy.
Wei Changchun actually didn't care about a small force like the Blood Thunder Sect. After all, with his strength, he could easily create a force stronger than the Blood Thunder Sect.
He just wanted to see the Blood Thunder Sect in front of him, not daring to be humiliated but unable to resist - this kind of scene made him tremble with pleasure!
It’s so cool!
"Very good! Yang Hao, you gave me a satisfactory answer. Your Blood Thunder Sect is saved!"
When Wei Changchun said these words, none of the elders of the Blood Thunder Sect felt happy, they just felt extremely ashamed!
"Hahahahahaha..." Wei Changchun became more and more excited.
After laughing, Wei Changchun looked at Xing Wu.
Star Dance has two contradictory flavors of "maturity" and "youth" coexisting in him; this makes Star Dance look particularly alluring.
Wei Changchun, a notorious pervert, naturally had no reason to let Xing Wu go.
"Come here, come to me, Xingwu!" Wei Changchun waved.
Xingwu's expression suddenly changed.
"Come here quickly!" Wei Changchun threatened, "If you don't come here, I will definitely be angry! Once I am angry, your entire Blood Thunder Sect will definitely not end well!"
"Master..." Xingwu cast a complicated look at Yang Chao.
His eyes contained various complex emotions such as humiliation, apology, and perseverance.
Yang Hao instantly understood what Xingwu wanted to do - she wanted to die!
However, Yang Hao couldn't stop it! He understood that for Xingwu, suffering was a hundred times, a thousand times more painful than death!
And Yang Hao also understood why Xingwu's eyes contained apologies. That was because Xingwu was worried that Wei Changchun would be angry after she committed suicide, which would be detrimental to the Blood Thunder Clan, so he felt apologetic.
"Xingwu..." Yang Hao's pain was no less than that of Xingwu; because he had to watch Xingwu commit suicide, "You have nothing to be sorry for. It's us who should be sorry...it's me
This sect master is too weak!"
All this happened in the blink of an eye.
After Xing Wu gave Yang Hao a complicated look, he drew his sword and killed himself with lightning speed.
"Haha, you want to die?" Wei Changchun sneered, "In front of me, you also want to die?"
In Wei Changchun's eyes, Xingwu's movements were as slow as a snail.
Wei Changchun waved his sleeves, and the power of artistic conception directly enveloped Xing Wu, trying to stop Xing Wu from committing suicide.
"If I don't want you to die, then you can't even die!" Wei Changchun's lips curved into a sinister and confident smile.
But at this moment——
A destructive and terrifying force of artistic conception directly covered Xingwu without any warning.
The power of artistic conception exerted by Wei Changchun collided with this power of artistic conception, just like an earthworm shaking a tree!