Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three: Are the People in the Demon Sect a Demon, or Do You Have a Dem
Although this title is given by the Tianji Sect and has nothing to do with them personally.
But since Wang Dong thinks it is related, then it must be related!
Wang Dong must teach Fengyun God Ancestor and Wind Sword Ancestor for a while.
In front of Qingyun Sword Sect Mountain Gate.
"Master Ding, do you know who this person is?" Wang Dong pointed at Yuan Tai and asked Ding Zilong.
Ding Zilong glanced at Yuan Tai. During this period, the Fengyun God Sect was at its peak, so he naturally inquired about news about the Fengyun God Sect.
"This is the former sect master of Tianji Sect, and now the master of Tianji Hall of Fengyun God Sect, Yuan Tai!"
Wang Dong smiled and said to Ding Zilong: "Master Ding has good eyesight, but there are some things that Master Ding is not very clear about."
"What happened?"
"Yuan Tai's father is the head of the Beiyin Sect. You brutally murdered Yuan Tai's parents back then. Now it's time to settle this grudge!"
"Oh? The people I have killed in this life are all people who deserve to be killed, and I have a clear conscience."
Before Wang Dong could speak, Yuan Tai roared angrily: "That's nonsense! Back then, my father saw a wealthy businessman raping a common girl, so he took action. This was a righteous act.
If you don’t ask why you killed my parents indiscriminately, how can you say you have a clear conscience?”
Ding Zilong frowned and recalled it carefully.
Thinking back to the year when I was just beginning my studies and went down the mountain to practice, I had indeed done such a thing.
He doesn't think he is at fault!
The wealthy businessman certainly deserves to die, but the followers who travel with him should not die.
Yuan Tai's father had killed so many people, not to mention he was a member of the Demon Cult, so of course he should be killed.
When I returned to the mountain, my master heard about this and sighed to himself.
To this day, he doesn't know what that tone means.
Wang Dong's lips curved with a trace of disdain, and he sneered: "Ding Zilong, I just want to ask you one thing, if the person who did this back then was not Yuan Tai's father or a member of the Demon Sect.
But if a righteous genius, a leader from a famous family, does the same thing, how would you choose?"
A righteous genius, a leader from a famous family?
"Will you kill him?" Wang Dong's voice was like thunder, exploding in Ding Zilong's ears.
Ding Zilong's expression changed. He had never thought about this problem, or he had been deliberately avoiding it.
Because the answer is - no!
Of course not.
A disciple of the righteous way kills wealthy businessmen, punishes evil slaves, and saves women of the people. This is an act of chivalry and great kindness!
No matter what a demon disciple does, he is still a demon in his eyes.
"I'm not wrong. It's my duty to conquer demons and demons. I'm not wrong! I'm not wrong!!" Ding Zilong's face gradually became firmer, but also became more ferocious.
Wang Dong sneered: "What is a demon? People in demon religions are demons? Or are there demons in your heart?"
Ding Zilong was furious: "Nie Zhan, even you want to mess with my Taoist heart?"
"Your mind is already messed up!"
"I don't."
"Ding Zilong, there is a word that really suits you, which is to gain fame and reputation."
"Wang Dong, do you really think you are invincible? If you dare to come to Qingyun Sword Sect alone, you are seeking death!!"
Wang Dong looked at Ding Zilong with pity and said calmly: "You don't want to scold me, let alone scold me, because you know that scolding me will have serious consequences.
But you just cursed, which proves how messed up you are!
But even so, I still want to tell you something."
"What happened?"
"Anyone who has scolded me will either die or live a life worse than death. Which one do you want to choose?"
"There are rumors in the world that you, Wang Dong, are arrogant, domineering, and crazy. The rumors are indeed true."
"Rumors are just rumors after all. I have always been kind to others, elegant and easy-going, and have an outstanding demeanor!"
That's it, it's really all said and done.
Ding Zilong took a step back and stood behind the two ancestors.
I’ve almost said what the scene should be like!
Yuan Tai also took a step back and stood behind Wang Dong.
The frontal battlefield was left to the two ancestors of the Qingyun Sword Sect, Feng and Yun, and Wang Dong!
Ancestor Fengjian and Yunjian glanced at Ding Zilong, smiled bitterly and shook their heads.
"Master Wang, in fact, it's a big deal that you came here alone today." Fengjian Ancestor looked at Wang Dong, his tone was neither humble nor overbearing, but he really didn't have any emotion.
As soon as Patriarch Feng Jian finished speaking, Patriarch Yun Jian said: "Wang Dong, don't you know that everyone in Yunzhou's righteous path wishes you to die early!
You still dare to come to Qingyun Sword Sect alone, do you really think that our two ancestors combined can’t defeat you alone?”
Wang Dong nodded.
"I rule the Yunzhou Demon Sect. You righteous people naturally regard me as a tiger. You wish that I would die soon because you are afraid of me.
Oh, and also, I really feel that the two of you together cannot beat me alone.
I came here alone, not to seek death, but to look down on you!"
"Master Wang, has anyone told you something?"
"What happened?"
"What you say is really unpleasant!"
"You are not women, why do I want to please you? What's more, even if I am a woman, I don't want to please them with my words."
It's really boring to chat with Wang Dong.
Let’s just fight!
The ancestors of Fengjian and Yunjian looked at each other and unsheathed their swords at the same time.
The old group of Fengjian, ninety-six on the Heavenly Ranking, middle stage of Xiantian.
Ancestor Yunjian, number eighty-three on the Heavenly Ranking, middle stage of Xiantian.
The two men combined to refine a set of Fengyun Nine Tribulation Swords. The combined power of the two swords was definitely more than just one plus one. Their strength was almost as strong as the late Xiantian.
Originally, the two of them thought that Wang Dong was just a junior, too young to be worthy of their swords being sheathed together.
But for the sake of righteousness, for justice, for the righteousness of the world, for the sake of subduing demons and killing demons, and for the sake of justice, they can only reluctantly join forces to deal with Wang Dong.
They say they bully the minority, and they admit it!
The king is still alive and the rivers and lakes are in turmoil. They can only use the more to bully the less!
"Clang~"
"Clang~~"
The two sword lights were as dazzling as the scorching sun.
Wang Dong looked calm, but his eyes were brighter than the sword light.
Even he himself doesn't know how strong he is!
At least there is no problem at all if you hit the innate middle stage.
Because his true energy is a level of energy that is completely beyond true energy.
The two long swords, like two swimming dragons, entangled Wang Dong in all directions, leaving him nowhere to hide.
However, Wang Dong was not prepared to hide at all!
All things are relative. To the weak, these are two wandering dragons, majestic and terrifying, soaring through the nine heavens.
But in the eyes of a strong man like Wang Dong, these are just two four-legged snakes, soft and incompetent.
These two swords are ordinary!
In Wang Dong's opinion, he is completely unworthy of the words Feng and Yun.
The only interesting thing is that the two swords complement each other, which does not disgrace the words "two swords combined".