"Nalan Hongyu hasn't become an inner disciple of the Holy Sect yet, has he? Am I insulting you Holy Sect disciples?" Zhuo Wen said indifferently, looking around at the Holy Sect disciples surrounding him.
Nalan Hongyu raised her chin high, with a curve at the corner of her mouth, and said with a sneer: "It is certain that I will become an inner disciple. If you insult me now, you are provoking the Holy Sect. Do you think you should die?"
"Hongyu is right, it is only a matter of time before she becomes an inner disciple, and who do you think you are? How can you be qualified to insult her?" The man in black robe said coldly.
Everyone looked at the young man who was surrounded by the disciples of the Holy Sect. They all shook their heads and sighed. They did not expect that such a thing would happen during the founding ceremony.
"This young man is really unlucky! With his talent, he is fully capable of becoming an inner disciple of the Holy Sect. It's a pity..."
Everyone knew that because this young man with extraordinary talent had offended Nalan Hongyu, and Nalan Hongyu had a close relationship with the man in black robes, his entry into the Holy Sect was completely ruined. Maybe there was still a possibility.
Pay the price of death.
"Do you regret it? There are some people you can't afford to offend after all, but it's useless for you to regret it now! Your talent is indeed good, but it's a pity that the Holy Sect has no shortage of geniuses like you."
Nalan Hongyu was high up, looking down at the young man below, as if she were a winner. She wanted to see the regret, anger and other negative emotions in the young man in front of her.
It's a pity that the surrounded young man behaved extremely calmly from beginning to end. His indifferent eyes were like an eternal stone statue, without any other color.
"Are you pretending? Second uncle, please take down this rebellious guy!" Nalan Hongyu snorted coldly and said to the man in black robe beside him.
The man in black robe nodded, waved his hand and said: "Get this boy for me. If he dares to resist, kill him directly!"
"yes!"
The twenty disciples of the Holy Sect shouted in unison, and with a squeeze of their right hands, they all revealed a sharp long sword, and moved straight towards Zhuo Wen with great tacit understanding.
Looking around indifferently at the Holy Sect disciples rushing around, Zhuo Wen showed no expression, and with a move of his right hand, a bone gun radiating with cold light appeared in the palm of his hand.
Kick!
With a stomp of his foot, Zhuo Wen's entire body turned into an ethereal afterimage, passing by in the surrounding circle in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, the 20 disciples of the Holy Sect who were encircling them suddenly froze and stagnated in their forward momentum. Like sculptures, they stopped motionless in mid-air, which looked extremely strange.
Whoosh!
Ten meters away from the encirclement, a figure as tall as a pine tree slowly landed on the ground, holding a bone gun diagonally in his hand. At the tip of the gun, drops of blood as bright as flowers gurgled down.
thump!
thump!
Immediately, the twenty disciples of the Holy Sect, who had stagnated, all fell to the ground. A deep red line appeared on their necks. They had no breath at all, and they were all dead.
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One shot to seal the throat!
Hiss!
Sounds of gasping for air rang out, and everyone stared in disbelief at the twenty Holy Sect disciples who fell to the ground dead. With just one look, these twenty Holy Sect disciples were all killed?
The black-robed man and Mr. Bai stared blankly at the bodies of twenty Holy Sect disciples below. They did not expect that twenty Holy Sect disciples would be killed like this?
These twenty disciples of the Holy Sect were all elite disciples of the Holy Sect, and their strength was around the Fifth Wheel Emperor Realm. But now they were instantly killed by an ordinary young man. It was really unbelievable.
The smile on Nalan Hongyu's pretty face also gradually faded. Her beautiful eyes were staring at the twenty Holy Sect disciples who were instantly killed below, and she couldn't help but murmur to herself: "Twenty Fifth-wheel Emperor Ji"
A realm warrior was actually killed instantly? Is it my misunderstanding?"
After discovering that this was not an illusion, the look of horror on Nalan Hongyu's face became even more intense, and her delicate body even trembled uncontrollably. How could the young man in front of him have such great strength?
Originally, after the young man instantly defeated the soldiers she brought, he thought he was just a Four-wheeled Emperor Realm warrior. Now it seems that she has far underestimated this young man's strength.
"Hmph! There is still the second uncle here. This boy will definitely be captured by the time the time comes."
Glancing at the man in black robe beside him, Nalan Hongyu felt a little calmer. After all, the man in black robe was an elder of the Holy Sect, and his strength had reached the eighth level of the Emperor. Nalan Hongyu didn't believe it. This young man in front of him
Can have stronger strength than the man in black robe.
"How dare you kill my disciple of the Holy Sect?"
The man in black robe widened his eyes, shouted angrily, and stared at Zhuo Wen, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.
"You ordered them to kill me, so why can't I kill them?"
With a sneer, Zhuo Wen stood with a gun, raised his head slightly, and stared at the man in black robe, with a mocking smile on his lips.
"Who do you think you are? It's natural for our Holy Sect to kill you, but if you kill someone from our Holy Sect, you deserve to die!"
"Today you killed twenty elite disciples of my Holy Sect, then you can stay here forever."
The man in black robe snorted coldly, and a terrifying momentum burst out. The black robe automatically made a hunting sound without wind, and the wind roared around his body.
"Elder Nalan is about to take action! I'm afraid this boy will be in trouble."
"Elder Nalan has a high status in the Holy Sect, and his cultivation level is above the Eight-wheel Emperor Realm. He is also ranked among the strongest in the Holy Sect. This young man killed twenty Holy Sect disciples. This is
It’s caused a big trouble!”
"After all, the Holy Sect is the holy land of martial arts in this world. If you kill someone from the Holy Sect, you are simply seeking death!"
Feeling the fierce killing intent emanating from the man in black robe, many people were shocked and looked at Zhuo Wen with pity and regret.
"Originally, I just wanted to expel you from the Holy Sect. Unfortunately, not only did you not listen, you even insulted me, a disciple of the Holy Sect!"
"And now you are even more ruthless, killing twenty of my Holy Sect disciples. You deserve death. No one can save you today!"
The man in black robe stood in the air, majestic, looking down at Zhuo Wen, his voice was like thunder, rolling across.
Nalan Hongyu's face turned red. Her second uncle was finally going to take action, so the young man in front of him would definitely die.
"Haha! A crime worthy of death? Then come and try it!"
With a pick of the bone gun, Zhuo Wen pointed the tip of the bone gun at the man in black robe, speaking quite provocatively.
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar around him. No one expected that at this juncture, this man dared to provoke the man in black robe. Isn't this looking for death?
"Since you want to die so much, then I will grant you your wish!"
The black-robed man laughed angrily, clasped his hands together, and the terrifying Yuan Power gathered in the void behind him. The billowing black Yuan Power surged out and turned into a huge black blade of tens of feet.
"Black Blade!"
With a low shout, the man in black robe leapt into the air, swooped down instantly, and swept towards Zhuo Wen with the huge black blade, his momentum like a rainbow.
"Elder Nalan actually used his most powerful move, Black Jue Blade. It seems that he planned to kill the young man in front of him with one move!"
Looking at the huge black blade that appeared next to the man in black robe, many people's eyes were full of astonishment. This black blade was the man in black robe's unique skill, and many people were quite clear about it.
Raising his head slightly, Zhuo Wen's eyes were still as calm as before. With a stomp of his foot, Zhuo Wen suddenly rose into the sky. With a shake of the bone gun in his right hand, the power of mysterious artistic conception suddenly burst out.
Whoosh!
In an instant, Zhuo Wen and the man in black robe passed each other as if they were strangers. There was no fierce confrontation or bloody collision, they just passed each other calmly.
Click!
Then everyone's pupils narrowed and they discovered that the condensed black blade of the man in black robe had completely shattered into countless black fragments in front of everyone's eyes.
Poof!
The man in black robe suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew out like a withered butterfly. His eyes widened with disbelief.
Even the man in black robe never thought that his black blade would be broken simply like this, and it was not fancy at all.
Boom!
It hit the ground dozens of meters away, and the man in black robe spat out a mouthful of blood again, his breath even more sluggish.
Jing, at this moment, the entire surroundings fell into a strange atmosphere of silence. Both the onlookers and Nalan Hongyu and Bai Lao on the mountain gate were stunned on the spot.
Their eyes were focused on the embarrassed figure lying on the ground dozens of meters away, vomiting blood, and disbelief filled almost everyone's face.
The man in black robes, the elder of the Holy Sect, a strong man with strength above the Eight-Run Emperor Realm, was fighting with an ordinary young man and was defeated in a single encounter!
When everyone realized that what was happening in front of them was not an illusion, the sounds of gasping for air could not help but resound.
The most surprising person was Nalan Hongyu. At this moment, Nalan Hongyu was stunned in place, her beautiful eyes staring at the defeated man in black robe, her delicate body trembling all over.
"How is it possible? My second uncle is a powerful person in the eighth level of the Supreme Realm, but he was defeated by this guy? This is simply impossible. It must be my illusion. Yes, it must be my illusion."
Bai Lao's mouth opened slightly, but he was extremely shocked in his heart. The strength of the young man in front of him had exceeded his imagination. Even the man in black robe was defeated by him with one move.
"Elder Nalan! The one you want to drive away is a real evil genius! Offending such a genius is really not worth the gain."
Bai Lao shook his head, with a trace of pity in his eyes. The young man in front of him was too terrifying. If the man in black robe had not interfered and had to drive him out of the Holy Sect, he would have become an inner disciple of the Holy Sect.
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It's a pity that fate plays tricks on people. Now because of the man in black robe, it is impossible for this son to join their Holy Sect.
Thinking of this, Mr. Bai was extremely uncomfortable with the man in black robe's actions. Unfortunately, his status was not as good as that of the man in black robe, and his right to speak was not as good as that of the latter. There was nothing he could do about it.
Whoosh!
In mid-air, Zhuo Wen stomped his feet and was immediately above the black-robed man. He waved the spear in his hand, intending to kill the black-robed man directly...