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Chapter 430

"If this senior of the Shenling Sect hadn't taken action, I'm afraid I would be dead by now."

Yun Lang stared at Ye Bai coldly and said, "If you steal the general outline of swordsmanship from our Wanjian Sect, I will kill you with my sword even if Elder Huang Chang doesn't take action."

"In that case, what are you waiting for? Why not take action now."

Ye Bai's eyes were bright and he said calmly.

The tit-for-tat look between the two people immediately attracted the attention of other sects.

It's not surprising that Yun Lang dares to speak so forcefully. After all, he is the senior brother of Wanjian Sect, but how can Ye Bai, a disciple of the Alchemy Palace who doesn't know anyone, dare to speak like this?

Yun Lang was filled with spiritual energy, his eyes were like swords, and he stared at Ye Bai without saying a word.

Cao Yun suddenly said: "This is because Wanjian Sect did something wrong first and launched a sneak attack rashly. It is also the great elder of Wanjian Sect. This matter is not too disrespectful to our Ruyi Sect."

Yun Lang's aura disappeared little by little. He flicked his sleeves, gave a solemn salute, and said: "On behalf of the great elder, I will apologize to you for this matter."

Xu Rupeng, the leader of the Tiangang Sect, nodded slightly, but couldn't help but think in his heart that he had long heard that Yun Lang was not only a rare talent for cultivation, but also that he was generous and well behaved. Now it seems that the rumors are true.

Cao Yun also nodded. Since Wan Jian Sect has bowed his head, he will naturally not pursue it further.

But Yun Lang changed the subject, stared at Ye Bai with cold eyes, and said word by word: "The general outline of Wanjian Jue is the most precious treasure of our Wanjian Sect. No matter what, these treasures will not be allowed to stray outside the sect.

, no matter who steals it, we, the Wanjian Sect, will capture it, and if anyone dares to practice the secret method without authorization, we, the Wanjian Sect, will punish them!"

Cao Yun's expression gradually became serious.

Yun Lang's words were obviously spoken on behalf of Wanjian Sect. In other words, if one of them is not handled well, then this matter will inevitably turn into hostility between the two sects.

Yuan Zhen smiled gently and said nothing.

Many pairs of eyes were still staring at Ye Bai. It was obvious that although many people knew about what happened outside Yuntian Auction House that day, there were still many people who did not know.

So what the facts are, we still need to see what Ye Bai said.

Ye Bai said calmly: "Yes, I have the general outline of Ten Thousand Sword Art in my hands."

This is what he said.

But with these words, many people became commotion.

Some are incomprehensible, some are strange, and some are unbelievable.

In the eyes of most people, Ye Bai was looking for death by saying this. After all, if he said such words at such a time and place, how could Wan Jian Zong not pursue the case?

Ye Bai smiled and said: "But like this fellow Taoist, my purpose is just to recover the relics of my ancestor."

"You mean, this book of Ten Thousand Swords Jue belongs to your Dan Palace?" Cao Yun felt a little ridiculous.

No matter how you look at it, Wanjian Sect and Dan Palace are two sects that cannot be fought with each other. One is practicing swordsmanship and the other is refining elixirs.

After a while, three more sects arrived one after another.

But no one has the intention to pay attention to this, because Ye Bai's words are simply a storm!

"Of course not the Dan Palace."

Ye Bai smiled and said: "Sect Master Cao, you must know the Tianjian Sect as a sect. Yes, I am a disciple of the Tianjian Sect."

Cao Yun frowned and searched for relevant memories of Tianjian Sect in his memory. Then, he immediately thought of some secrets from long ago.

His face became weird, and Cao Yun said slowly: "Yes, if it is the Tianjian Sect, this matter makes sense. The Wanjian Jue of the Wanjian Sect is actually called Tianjian Jue, and it is indeed a Tianjian Jue.

The sect’s secret method of suppressing the sect.”

As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was in an uproar!

Yun Lang snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "Today's Tianjian Sect is just a low-ranking sect, so who has the right to bring up such sesame seeds and rotten millet? I would like to ask you, is it your sect's secret method?

Are they all completely created by our own school?"

Many monks fell silent.

Naturally, in the world of spiritual practice, everyone is not truly virtuous and helps each other. In fact, a long time ago, there was a period of chaos in the history of the Southern Territory.

During this period of chaos, it is normal to snatch the exercises from other sects, integrate them into your own sect, and claim them as your own sect's exercises.

It can even be said that the current ten major sects were the result of their accumulation and growth in the past.

Ye Bai laughed and said disdainfully: "This is a matter between our Tianjian Sect and your Wanjian Sect, why bother involving other sects?"

Yun Lang said coldly: "I don't want to defend anything, I just want to tell you that in the world of spiritual practice, the most useless thing is reasoning."

"Well said."

Ye Bai narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully: "I'm not here today to reason with you. The general outline of Wanjian Jue is in my hand. If you Wanjian Sect wants it, you can come and get it!"

Yun Lang smiled confidently and said: "What I, the Wanjian Sect, have lost, of course, I have to get back in an upright manner. Ye Bai, I know your true strength is more than what you see in front of you, but when you meet me, you won't have any chance of winning.

"

"Maybe."

Ye Bai was too lazy to say anything else. This kind of simple talk had no meaning at all.

Anyway, his plan this time is to step on the Wanjian Sect and move up the rankings. Whether Yun Lang provokes him or not, the outcome will be the same.

"Brother Ye, do you still remember me?"

A young monk with a pale face and a sinister temperament stepped forward and asked with a smile.

Ye Bai turned his head and said with a smile: "Brother Shangguan, you are fine."

This person was none other than Shangguan Fei of the Ghost King Sect, whom Ye Bai had met in Qingfeng Tower for his high-stakes gamble.

Shangguan Fei glanced at Yun Lang, who had already entered a meditative state with his legs crossed and his eyes closed, and asked, "Are you in trouble?"

Ye Bai thought for a while and said, "It's a little trouble."

Shangguan Fei took a deep look at Ye Bai and said, "I hope we won't meet in the competition."

"I hope so."

Ye Bai also said.

At this time, an old man wearing a black robe next to Shangguan Fei said hoarsely: "Let's go."

Shangguan Fei nodded, smiled kindly at Ye Bai, and followed the black-robed old man to the area of ​​the Ghost King Sect.

Ye Bai noticed that one sleeve of the old man in black robe was empty, as if he was missing an arm.

Being able to lead the team to participate in the Southern Region Competition, it is obvious that this old man in black robe is definitely a big shot in the Ghost King Sect.

As for Shangguan Fei, Ye Bai had a pretty good impression of him. After all, Shangguan Fei didn't cheat on him during the huge gamble, and he was very generous.

After Ye Bai followed Yuan Zhen and more than ten disciples of the Dan Palace to the Dan Palace area, only two areas on the entire platform were empty. (To be continued)


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