Everyone in Dongyuan Shengwang Palace, who was originally arrogant, was immediately stunned when they saw the Thirteen Swords of Ten Directions flying towards them with giant swords.
They had already prepared to judge and punish this group of humble provocateurs in a high-handed manner, once again showing off the majesty of the Holy King's Palace.
Everyone is silent now, and no one dares to stand out.
Many people's eyes showed obvious surprise and fear.
Those are the Thirteen Swords of Ten Directions!
Thirteen Nine Tribulations Great Masters, even semi-saints!
Their combined power is not much inferior to that of a great saint.
On the other hand, in the Dongyuan Saint King's Mansion, except for the Emperor Dongyuan who stands as majestic as a mountain, although the disciples under his sect are outstanding, there are not many who can compare with the Thirteen Swords of the Ten Directions.
What's more, several of the most outstanding experts from the Dongyuan Saint Palace have also gone to the central battlefield of the plane - fighting for the Great Saint World is not only the glory of all parties, but also the mission and responsibility of everyone.
"What...is going on?"
The onlookers were even more puzzled, and some even couldn't believe what they were seeing.
Even if the Dongyuan Saint Prince's Mansion and the Shifang Sword Sect, or the major pillar-level forces in the Great Sage World, cannot be said to be on the same page, they are constantly fighting internally. On the surface, they are still friendly and united, and they have barely been able to achieve unity in dealing with the outside world for so many years.
, there has never been a precedent for one of the parties to directly attack the other party's doorstep.
If this shot were fired, its nature would be too bad.
It means Shifang Sword Sect's blatant provocation to Dongyuan Shengwang Palace.
At the same time, it is also a blatant betrayal and huge threat to the stability and unity of all parties in the Great Sage World by the Shifang Sword Sect.
Therefore, many people deeply believe that Shifang Thirteen Swords and others should just show off, otherwise they will look very shameless.
But in the next moment, the situation developed into an irreversible situation.
I saw Qing Yezi lifting the gun and loading it, and Xiao Qiu Shui, who was standing aside, obviously unable to hold himself back, rubbed the fuse fiercely. There was a glow of fire and smoke, and the fuse was ignited.
"boom……"
The next moment, a deafening roar came from the Shenwu cannon.
The cannonball, which was several sizes larger than a basketball, carried a beautiful firelight and shot directly at the majestic gate of Dongyuan Saint King's Mansion, which was three feet high, three feet wide and seven feet wide. It was made of white marble and was intricately carved.
With artillery fire flying everywhere, the entire door was blown to pieces.
Many people believe that the iron paintings and silver hooks contain a lot of Zen inspiration. The five words "Dongyuan Shengwangfu" written by Emperor Dongyuan himself have long been turned into powder and crushed among the ruins.
The gate, which had always been kept spotless and guarded by dignified guards in front of the gate, was known as the face of a sect, was blown up like a garbage dump.
With such great power, this divine cannon is obviously specially made, and the Thirteen Swords of Ten Directions are relatively well prepared.
Amidst the thick smoke and dust, the disciples of the Dongyuan Holy Prince's Mansion retreated, all of them with pale faces, frightened and frightened.
Many people were just trying to get lucky, but they didn't expect that the other party actually dared to explode!
"Exploded...exploded..."
"It's... it's so explosive... oh my god!"
The onlookers were also in a state of astonishment, waiting in disbelief for what was happening before them. They also felt deeply that a rare event had happened, and there was a bigger excitement to watch.
The door was blown to pieces. No matter how fearful the disciples of the Dongyuan Holy Prince's Palace were, they would never be able to act like a coward. This would make the whole world laugh at them.
So many of them showed their usual behavior and condescension.
"Who dares to act so wildly in our Dongyuan Saint Prince's Mansion? He is so bold and heinous!"
"How can such behavior be punished without severe punishment?"
"No matter who you are, you will all pay a heavy price for provoking me, Dongyuan Holy Prince Palace, ten times or even a hundred times!"
"You are dead. No one in heaven or on earth can save you blind things!"
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Amidst their noisy curses, three old men stood out from the crowd, and each of them had strange energy fluctuations, like blue clouds, wild beasts, or long rivers, and their deep breaths were like waves and tides.
They are three powerful half-saints!
"That's the Three Elders of Dongyuan!"
The onlookers secretly exclaimed.
The three elders of Dongyuan are the only three remaining half-sages from the older generation of the Dongyuan Saint Palace. Now they have retreated to the second line. Ordinary matters cannot disturb them.
At this moment, the mountain gate is bombed, which is a matter of face for the Dongyuan Saint Prince's Palace. Moreover, the enemy is fierce and obviously unwilling to give up. Emperor Dongyuan has entered the pass to practice again. Of course, the three of them have to come out to take charge of the overall situation.
The leader, Feng Chun Semi-Saint, had a gloomy face, his cold eyes fell on Qing Ye, and he said coldly: "You are the Thirteen Swords of the Ten Directions, right? Qing Ye, you deliberately bombed the gate of my Dongyuan Holy Prince's Mansion and came to provoke and humiliate me.
, It’s really extremely rude and barbaric! If the Thirteen Swordsmen of the Ten Directions don’t give me an explanation for this matter, the over 100,000 disciples in the Dongyuan Saint King’s Mansion will never let go of your Shifangjian Sect!”
What he said was reasonable and reasonable. It not only expressed his hatred for the unreasonable disaster suffered by Dongyuan Holy Prince's Palace, but also did not insult the reputation of the victim in the slightest. It was dignified and dignified.
In conversations between big shots, they often start with a rationale.
Unfortunately he was wrong.
He met the Eight Directions Divine Sword Aoba, who was probably the most unreasonable Half-Saint in the world, and sometimes even refused to listen to the words of the Ten Directions Sword Master.
Qingye's eyelids were drooped, lazily, without even looking at him. He first stroked the smoking barrel, as if to praise its performance just now.
After a while, Qing Ye rolled his eyes and said lazily: "I still have to explain. If I want to blow up, I will blow up. What can you do to me?"
Only then did Half-Saint Fengchun remember the name of this fool, and wanted to scold him a few times. Thinking of the other person's name, for a moment, he couldn't utter his rebuttal.
But the Fenghua Half-Saint next to him couldn't help it and roared angrily: "You are such an arrogant person, how can you invade my Dongyuan Saint Prince's Palace like this?"
Aoba rolled his eyes: "I just wanted to invade, so I violated you. What can you do to me?"
Another Fengjing Half-Saint laughed angrily and said: "I have long heard that you, the Thirteen Swordsmen of the Ten Directions, are acting perversely, overbearing, and unreasonable. It is true! It seems that you, the Thirteen Swordsmen of the Ten Directions, are deliberately provocative.
The conflict between the Shifang Sword Sect and our Dongyuan Saint Prince's Mansion has arisen, endangering the peace of the entire Great Saint World!"
His high hat may be useful to others.
But for Qingye, it was of no use even making the fart bigger.
Qingye tilted his head and listened carefully. He looked at this powerful being who had been famous for six hundred years and had reached the semi-saint realm with a look like a fool. He rolled his eyes and said, "I just want to provoke ten people."
What can you do to me about the conflict between Fang Jianzong and Dongyuan Shengwang Palace?"
This time, no matter the three half-saints, the disciples of Dongyuan Saint Palace, or the onlookers watching the excitement, they all gasped.
The most fearful thing in the world is not a strong person.
But this person is not only strong, but also has no sense at all.
The posture Aoba puts up makes it impossible for you to continue talking to him no matter how convincing your reasoning is.
If you reason with him, he will act like a hooligan with you.
If you want to fight him, you can't.
Because there are six of them who are half-saints!
There are only three of them, including fur, in total. (To be continued)