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Next to him, there was a middle-aged woman with a cold temperament, her eyes were extremely sharp, as if there was no emotion at all, her body was filled with runes, and her aura was not inferior to that of the purple-robed old man.
The saint of the Heavenly Curse Sect!
In addition to the two of them, there is also a middle-aged man wearing a black robe with an indifferent and majestic expression. He is Lei Xuanzhen, the master of the Thunder Palace and now the temporary God of War!
The three saints descended, and their mighty breath burst out, causing the surrounding void to vibrate.
The saints of the Chinese clan and the saints of the Tiancur Sect had actually discovered the battle between Ling Xiao, Yang Wen, and Hua Tianqiong a long time ago, but they just waited and waited and did not intervene.
But seeing that Ling Xiao not only defeated Yang Wen, but also Hua Tianqiong was defeated miserably at the hands of Ling Xiao, they finally couldn't help but take action.
The name of the Chinese saint is Hua Yan. His eyes are extremely cold and contain murderous intent. His vast and unparalleled holy power locks Ling Xiao, as if a thunderous strike will erupt at any time.
"Brother Lei, are all the disciples of the Temple of War so arrogant and domineering? It's just a competition, but they actually want to kill them. How are such cruel disciples different from the demons?"
Hua Yan looked at Lei Xuanzhen and said coldly.
"Brother Hua is right! Brother Lei, I think the disciples of the War Temple should be disciplined. Such disciples will bring trouble to the War Temple sooner or later!"
The female saint of Tianman Sect also said coldly.
"Forgive me, fellow Taoists, most of the disciples in my War Temple are very well-behaved. Only this Long Aotian is too unruly! Don't worry, I will definitely give you an explanation!"
Lei Xuanzhen smiled slightly at Hua Yan and the female saint, then his eyes fell on Ling Xiao, and became slightly colder: "Long Aotian, who allows you to attack the distinguished guests of my War Temple? Even if it is a discussion.
There is no need to be so ruthless in the competition, right? Let’s just apologize to Yang Wen and Hua Tianqiong, our two good nephews, and we won’t be held responsible for this matter!”
After hearing Lei Xuanzhen's words, Yang Wen and Hua Tianqiong both sneered at the corners of their mouths. They glanced at Ling Xiao demonstratively, and their expressions became extremely cold and arrogant.
The faces of many disciples of the War Temple showed extremely aggrieved looks. Ling Xiao's victory over Yang Wen and Hua Tianqiong was originally a very exciting thing, which gave them endless admiration and admiration.
pride.
But Lei Xuanzhen's words were like pouring cold water on them. This kind of behavior of belittling Ling Xiao in order to please the Chinese and Tianman Sect made them very unhappy.
"Bah, this old guy is pretending to be powerful here again. He has no position at all! I think this old guy will be a rebel in the future!"
The black donkey spat softly, with a look of disdain on his face.
Ling Xiao stared at Lei Xuanzhen and smiled.
But his smile looked a little cold, full of disdain and ridicule: "Lei Xuanzhen, where were you when Yang Wen and Hua Tianqiong injured Gao Yang and Wu Xiong? When they insulted my disciples of the War Hall, were you there?
Where? Why did you show up when I defeated them and regained the dignity of my God of War Temple? Want me to apologize to them? I really want to ask, are you from the God of War Temple, or are you a Chinese and Tianshu?
Zong people?
You, who have no position and only know how to be a servile person and bully the superiors, are you worthy of becoming the supreme elder of my War Temple? You make millions of disciples of the War Temple feel chilled! Today, it should be Yang Wen and Hua Tianqiong who give
Gao Yang, Wu Xiong and my disciples from the Temple of War apologize, if not, then don’t blame me for being rude!"
Ling Xiao's words were sonorous, powerful and resounding. Hearing this, the disciples of the Temple of War were all excited and their eyes became red. They all looked at Lei Xuanzhen with strange expressions in their eyes.
"Long Aotian, have you rebelled? My master is in charge of the God of War, and you don't obey the God of War's orders. Do you want to rebel against the sect? I think you are the traitor to the God of War, and you are deliberately trying to destroy my God of War.
The relationship with the Chinese clan and the Tianman Sect!"
Zhan Tianxing suddenly sneered and scolded Ling Xiao.
"Shut up! You don't have the right to speak here? I am the master of the War Palace, and my status is equal to that of the God of War. Not to mention that I am only temporarily taking over the position of the God of War. So what if you are the God of War? The Palace of War is because of people like you.
Only then will he become weaker and weaker, and lose his indomitable heart!"
Ling Xiao's eyes were extremely sharp, and he suddenly stared at Zhan Tianxing and yelled.
His words made Zhan Tianxing blush immediately, his eyes were full of anger, and his whole body was trembling, but he couldn't get angry.
Speaking of which, although Ling Xiao, the master of the war palace, came to be a bit accidental, his status and status are naturally not comparable to that of Zhan Tianxing, and he is a figure of the same generation as Lei Xuanzhen.
Although Lei Xuanzhen's expression was still cold, there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. He did not expect that Ling Xiao would be so disrespectful and even scold him in front of so many people.
"Brother Lei, I think this kid has been completely possessed by the devil. He is so disobedient to discipline, why not just clean up the family!"
Hua Yan said coldly.
"That's right! Brother Lei, those who disobey their elders, disobey orders, and are treasonous will be punished! If it's not convenient for you to do it, I can help you kill this little bastard!"
The female saint from the Heavenly Curse Sect also sneered.
"Shut up! Old dog, when will it be your turn to intervene in my war temple affairs? If we fight in the same realm, I will kill you like a dog!"
Ling Xiao scolded Huayan and the female saint of Tianman Sect, his voice was ringing and extremely passionate.
"You little beast, you deserve to die!"
The female saints of Huayan and Tianshu Sect were all surrounded by auras, their faces turned cold, and they revealed extremely blazing murderous intent.
Boom!
Lei Xuanzhen took a step forward, with blazing thunder flashing around him. He seemed to be bathed in a thunder waterfall, with a terrifying and majestic aura. He stared at Ling Xiaohan and said: "Long Aotian, I know how to make people like you a warrior."
Lord of the temple,
It’s my War Temple’s misfortune! Today, in the name of the God of War, I strip you of the title of Lord of the War Temple, demote you to a handyman disciple, and hand over Fan Tianyin! Otherwise, don’t blame me for personally taking action to clean up the house.
Got it!"
Lei Xuanzhen's whole body was filled with blazing lightning, turning into roaring thunder dragons. They looked lifelike, domineering and mysterious, and their vast momentum suppressed Ling Xiao.
Lei Xuanzhen finally made up his mind to stand on the side of Huayan and the female saint of Tianman Sect.
Of course there was a reason why Lei Xuanzhen didn't like Ling Xiao, but the most important thing was that the female saint of Huayan and Tianman Sect made Lei Xuanzhen an offer that he couldn't resist.
So no matter what, he cannot offend Huayan and the female saint of Tianman Sect!
"Take off my position as the Lord of the War Palace? Are you worthy of it? Lei Xuanzhen, to give you face I call you Senior Brother Lei, but you are shameless, so don't blame me! The dignity of the War Palace cannot be insulted.
Whoever insults will die!"
Ling Xiao stared at Lei Xuanzhen and said tit for tat, with a cold light shining in his eyes!