Chapter 179: Public outrage

"Have you heard? Xiao Yun from the Chaos Holy Land has arrived in our Holy City."

"Is this the Xiao Yun who defeated our Holy Son Zhao Wuji?"

"Hmph, what qualifications does Zhao Wuji have to be the Holy Son of our Ancient Holy Land? As an Ancient Holy Body and as the Holy Son of our Ancient Holy Land, he is willing to follow Xiao Yun. It is really a shame to our Ancient Holy Land."

"That's right. The Ancient Holy Body dominates the world and sweeps across the world. There have always been only the Ancient Holy Body who died in battle. There has never been an Ancient Holy Body that followed others. Zhao Wuji has completely fallen."

"I heard that the Holy Land of Chaos is here to form an alliance with us. Are they worthy of it? What qualifications does a declining Holy Land of Chaos have to ally with us?"

"Let's go together and get them out of the Holy City."

…

The news that Xiao Yun and his entourage had entered the Holy City soon reached the ears of the disciples in the Ancient Holy Land, and immediately aroused an outpouring of anger.

The main reason is that Zhao Wuji followed Xiao Yun, which was really a shame to their ancient holy land. During this period of time, their disciples of the ancient holy land were often ridiculed by outsiders, and the ancient holy land became a joke in the cultivation world.

After all, the Ancient Holy Body is the Supreme Body, and Zhao Wuji is the Holy Son of the Ancient Holy Land. There has never been such a person who would follow others. It is simply too shameful.

Therefore, the disciples of the Ancient Holy Land now not only hate Xiao Yun, but also hate Zhao Wuji, a shameless traitor.

Those old guys in the Ancient Holy Land may not offend Zhao Wuji. After all, Zhao Wuki's future potential is limitless. In the future, they will still wait for Zhao Wuki to return to the Ancient Holy Land. Even if he does not come back, they will take care of their Ancient Holy Land.

But the disciples of the Ancient Holy Land can't care about that much. What they care about is their own interests. As disciples of the Ancient Holy Land, they used to be respected by others when they went out, but now they are ridiculed. Naturally, they hate Xiao Yunhe to death in their hearts. Zhao Wuji is the two instigator.

So, not long after Xiao Yun and his party entered the Holy City, a group of disciples from the Ancient Holy Land marched toward their residence, preparing to find trouble.

…

At this time, Xiao Yun and the others had been arranged to stay by Yang Zhan. Just now Ditian and Yang Zhan went to meet with the senior officials of the Ancient Holy Land to discuss forming an alliance.

As for the two juniors, Xiao Yun and Zhao Wuji, they were naturally not qualified to participate and could only stay in their residence to meditate.

However, Xiao Yun's current cultivation level is stuck, and meditation is of no use, so he plans to go out for a walk.

Xiao Yun was still very unfamiliar with the Holy City, so of course he had to find an acquaintance like Zhao Wuji to lead the way.

Just when they were about to leave, a group of disciples from the Ancient Holy Land came over aggressively and surrounded them.

"That's the guy!"

"Deacon Zhang said that he is Xiao Yun!"

"Hmph, it doesn't look like there's anything extraordinary about it. It couldn't be that some conspiracy was used to defeat Zhao Wuji and Emperor Li Cheng."

"I heard that he defeated Emperor Li Cheng using a formation, but he was defeated by force."

…

A group of disciples from the Ancient Holy Land pointed at Xiao Yun and talked about it.

Xiao Yun looked cold and felt very unhappy. After all, being surrounded by so many people and looking like monkeys, it was strange that he felt happy.

However, considering that the Chaos Holy Land wanted to form an alliance with the Ancient Holy Land, he had to endure it. He couldn't just beat these people up now.

Even if you want to fight, you have to find a reason to silence the Ancient Holy Land.

Zhao Wuji, who was next to him, didn't have so many scruples. He glanced at the disciples of the Ancient Holy Land in front of him with a gloomy face, and shouted in a deep voice: "What do you want to do? Xiao Yun is the envoy of the Holy Land of Chaos and a guest of our Ancient Holy Land. You guys Such behavior is simply destroying the relationship between our two holy places, please retreat quickly."

"Zhao Wuji, you are really loyal to your master!" A young man with extraordinary temperament walked out of the crowd. He looked about twenty years old, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, long hair shawl, but with a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth. He smiled and looked at Zhao Wuji with a look full of sarcasm.

Zhao Wuji stared at this person and said in a cold voice: "Yang Wei, you, a defeated general, dare to appear in front of me? I heard that you have become the Holy Son now. If I hadn't left, I'm afraid you wouldn't have had this opportunity. You have What qualifications do you have to be so presumptuous in front of me? Wasn’t the lesson I gave you enough?”

The man in front of him is called Yang Wei, a direct descendant of the Yang family. He is a young hero of the same generation as Zhao Wuji. He is very talented. He once competed with Zhao Wuji for the position of the Holy Son, but was defeated by Zhao Wuji.

Later, Zhao Wuji followed Xiao Yun to the Holy Land of Chaos and vacated the position of Holy Son, only to be taken over by Yang Wei.

Therefore, Zhao Wuji looked down upon the person in front of him at all.

And Yang Wei also hated Zhao Wuji very much, and now he finally found an opportunity to add insult to injury. Of course he didn't mind stepping on Zhao Wuji, and immediately said with a sneer: "Zhao Wuji, what's the use of being arrogant with me here? You are the ancient holy body. , It doesn't matter that I'm not as good as you. But you, the majestic Ancient Holy Body, are still the Holy Son of our Ancient Holy Land, and you are willing to follow a disciple of the declining Chaos Holy Land, which has completely disgraced our Ancient Holy Land. "

"Yes, Zhao Wuji, you are no longer worthy of being the Holy Son of our ancient Holy Land."

"As an ancient holy body, you actually follow others, and the Supreme Body's face has been completely shamed by you."

"Zhao Wuji, you have caused our ancient holy land to be laughed at. You are simply a sinner of our ancient holy land."

"There has always been only the Ancient Holy Body that died in battle. When was the Ancient Holy Body conquered by others? Zhao Wuji, the appearance of the Ancient Holy Body in you simply puts the Supreme Body to shame."

…

The group of disciples from the Ancient Holy Land behind Yang Wei were also furious and scolded Zhao Wuji one after another.

Zhao Wuji's face became more and more ugly. This was indeed his shame, but he believed that he would definitely defeat Xiao Yun in the future, and he would definitely become the Great Emperor. But he was confident, and others would not believe him.

Xiao Yun on the side couldn't stand it anymore. After all, Zhao Wuji was also his follower. It was OK to be bullied by him, but he couldn't be bullied by others.

Then, Xiao Yun rolled his eyes and suddenly laughed.

His laughter was a little abrupt, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the Ancient Holy Land.

Someone pointed at Xiao Yun and shouted angrily: "Xiao Yun, what are you laughing at? Are you laughing at our ancient holy land? You are so brave!"

Others also glared at Xiao Yun. After all, they also hated Xiao Yun very much.

"I laugh, naturally I think you are ridiculous!"

Xiao Yun faced the glare of the disciples from the Ancient Holy Land without any fear in his heart. Instead, he said with a mocking look on his face: "Shouldn't it be ridiculous for a group of weak people to accuse a strong man? Even if Zhao Wuji is defeated by me, He is also my respected opponent, and you—"

Xiao Yun glanced at the people in front of him with contempt, his eyes full of disdain and sarcasm: "And you are not even qualified to be my opponent. I don't know what gave you the courage. You are a group of weaklings who don't know how to work hard to practice." , but you came to laugh at a strong man, who gave you the face?"