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Chapter 817 Who gave the guts

Seeing that Zhao Xian was about to be killed by Zhong Zihao and others, dozens of strong men from Wen Xinzhai suddenly arrived and rescued the former, but also injured Huo Ling.

At this moment, under Zhao Xian's temptation, he wanted to kill the three of them here.

"Get started, surround and kill them!"

People from large sects are really meticulous in their actions and will never let go of any slack.

The old man in green robes known as Deacon Chu gave an order, and the group dispersed instantly, forming a terrifying killing array, and powerful aura waves slowly bloomed.

"Master, what should we do?"

Bing Ling's face was solemn, and while he was on guard for defense, he turned around and asked.

"Wen Xinzhai, right? Who gave you the courage to stop me from killing someone?"

However, what everyone didn't expect was that Zhong Zihao just chuckled and actually started to drink at Deacon Chu and others.

You know, judging from the current situation, it is very unfavorable for him, and he may even die at any time.

Only a strong man like Zhao Xian, who used secret methods to forcibly improve his cultivation, could overcome such difficulties with the joint efforts of him and Huo Ling, let alone Xinzhai and his party.

However, no one knows where his confidence comes from?

"Um?"

Deacon Chu's expression suddenly changed. Based on his experience, he could tell that the man in black robe opposite was really confident. Could it be that he was a big shot with some background?

However, as the Chief Deacon of Wenxin, he will not weaken the momentum of the big sect: "Who are you, who dares to speak to us like this? I believe that you are a reputable person in the entire Taihuang Heaven. Please forgive me for my blindness, and

Don’t recognize it!”

"What the hell is a little butler? Go on!"

Zhong Zihao snorted coldly, and as soon as he finished speaking, a black stream of light flew out of his hand, cut through the air and headed towards everyone.

Deacon Chu suppressed the anger in his heart. If he hadn't always acted cautiously, he might have become furious at this moment.

A strong wind surged out, and with a move of his hand, the black stream of light was sucked into his palm. He glared at Zhong Zihao fiercely before looking down.

But at this glance, his expression suddenly changed, and he raised a trembling hand and pointed at Zhong Zihao: "You..."

When a martial artist at the early stage of the Tongshen realm next to him saw this, he thought that Deacon Chu was being teased, and immediately yelled and cursed: "You little beast is so presumptuous that you dare to be disrespectful to our Deacon Chu!"

"call out!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhong Zihao disappeared in an instant and reappeared next to this person. A bright sword light burst out from the long sword in his hand and struck down.

"puff!"

In an instant, a head was thrown into the void, leaving a deep look of fear in its pupils.

"court death!"

Everyone around him was shocked and angry when they saw this. How dare this boy kill his fellow disciple in front of everyone? Without waiting for anyone to remind him, they all surged with majestic true energy and were about to attack Zhong Zihao.

"Get back, everyone!"

But at this moment, Deacon Chu reacted and shouted to the whole audience. He immediately clasped his fists in front of everyone's disbelieving eyes, bowed slightly to Zhong Zihao and said, "See you, Mr. Elder!"

quiet!

The whole place fell into deathly silence!

"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you come and see your Excellency soon?"

When Deacon Chu saw that everyone was indifferent, a terrifying coercion surged out of his body and he roared.

"See my lord!"

Everyone didn't know why, but they didn't dare to disobey Deacon Chu's order. While bowing and saluting, there was only doubt in their eyes.

Of course they don't know that what Zhong Zihao just gave was a token, a token presented by Zuo Lao of Biyang Yun Palace! And what it represents is the elder of Biyang Yun Palace!

Although he didn't want to owe Biyang Yungong any favors, in today's situation, apart from that, the only thing he could use to break the situation was the life-saving bronze medal left by Hua Yuqin.

However, in Zhong Zihao's opinion, the value of that bronze medal is far greater than this token.

Having seen the power of that bronze medal, he had no doubt that it was a treasure that could kill even the most powerful people in the Supreme Realm. If it were used on the group of people in front of him, it would be a complete waste.

The most puzzling thing about this scene, besides the Fire Spirit and Ice Spirit, is actually the leader of the Wuliang Sect, Zhao Xian.

We had a good conversation before, so why did the situation suddenly change? Who is this kid?

But what he knew more clearly was that Wen Xinzhai was no longer his ally at this moment, and would even be driven to attack him. When he thought of this, Zhao Xian made a decisive decision, burst out the remaining power in his body, turned around and ran away, and in the blink of an eye he appeared

More than ten miles away.

"Want to leave? That's a silly dream!"

A look of cruelty flashed across Zhong Zihao's face, he tore his empty hand out again and disappeared without a trace.

When he appeared again, he was already in front of Zhao Xian. Looking at Zhao Xian who was charging straight towards him, a faint power of stars suddenly appeared on the God-Slaying Sword, and the sky fell into a strange darkness again.

"Boom!"

As the sword slashed down, above the nine heavens, there seemed to be a giant hand of stars extending down, tearing the sky lightly, and together with the endless darkness, everything fell into nothingness.

"Tsk!"

After a moment, the darkness disappeared, and all that appeared before everyone's eyes was a black-robed figure standing proudly in the void, while Zhao Xian's body had fallen to the ground, and there was no trace of breath coming out.

"Owner!"

Bing Ling supported Huo Ling and rushed over, looking warily at the Wen Xin Zhai group behind them.

"My lord, please forgive me. I didn't know that you were visiting Wuliang Sect. Please forgive me for any offense I've offended!"

The two of them were obviously a little worried. Deacon Chu came to him again, presented the token with both hands, and said respectfully.

Zhong Zihao took it smoothly, with a playful smile on his lips: "Even if you don't have this token, it's impossible for you to keep me."

"Yes!"

Deacon Chu smiled with a smile on his face, but felt bitter in his heart.

Zhong Zihao ignored him and focused on himself cross-legged to recover from his injuries and exhaustion.

After some tea time, the strong man Wen Xin Zhai finished cleaning up the battlefield, and even dug out all the collections of Wuliang Sect over the years.

Deacon Chu put these things in several storage rings and presented them all to Zhong Zihao: "Please, sir, for the sake of our ignorance, can we just let the matter be revealed today?"

"snort!"

Zhong Zihao stood up, took a deep look at the other person, then took it expressionlessly, turned to Huo Ling Bingling and said, "Let's go!"

After a while, the figures of the three people disappeared in the distance, and then Deacon Chu's long sigh sounded from the place.

"Master Chu, since you have offended me, why don't you kill the three of them?" Another strong man in the late stage of the Tongshen Realm asked in confusion.

This is also the question of everyone present.

Everyone came here today, but not only did they not get any benefits, but they lost a fellow disciple. And the result? Not only did they have to be humble to the murderer, but they also gave away the entire collection of the Infinite Sect, which made no one feel good.

"It's not that simple!"

Deacon Chu shook his head: "What the other party said just now is right. Even if we don't have the identity token of the elder of Biyangyungong, we may not be able to keep him."


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