Chapter 2662: dignity!
Chapter 2662 Dignity!
"Since you can kill my Qingshen Sword Sect with the power of one person, it is easy to kill me, but if I want to die with all my heart, you may not be able to stop me. Once I die, no one in the world will know Xuanxu. The whereabouts of the withered grass." Lin Zhentang is still so calm, but the holy energy is running, and five blue holy beads appear between his eyebrows. The blue light is so dazzling, as if it might burst at any time.
The ancestor of Mount Mang took a deep look at Lin Zhentang. In his eyes, the cultivation level of the fifth rank of the Profound Sage is indeed as weak as an ant, but because of its weakness, the divine consciousness is weaker. Once the holy beads explode, the divine consciousness will instantly disappear. , He did not have time to stop.
"You stay, everyone else gets out!" Manshan ancestor shouted angrily. The mangshan ancestor, who is notorious and powerful in the world, was threatened by a fifth-rank Profound Sage in a small area, and even if he succeeded, it would be strange if he was not angry.
Based on his experience, as long as he uttered these words, other people would definitely be amnesty, and they would crawl out of the Clear Frost Valley without even daring to approach half a step in their entire life. But this time, something unexpected happened to him.
No one of these people left. The faceless old man who flattered him just now slowly drew the long sword. Immediately afterwards, the "choking choking choking" sword sounded one after another, and everyone drew their long swords. By the way, there was one who hadn't drawn the sword, but her fingers were also on the hilt.
"I wanted to give you a way out, but if you deliberately wanted to die, then you can't blame me." The ancestor Manshan said gloomily.
"Master..." Seeing the actions of Chang Wanfa and others, Lin Zhentang was moved and anxious again, his eyes with tears turned red.
"You want to kill my Nanlizong disciple, unless you step on the old man's body." Although Chang Wanfa's chest was ups and downs, he was obviously nervous to death, but what he said was loud and loud.
Holy master, there is the dignity of the holy master, the sect, and the dignity of the sect too!
Previously bowed his head to show weakness to the ancestors of Manshan Mountain, which can be said to be an expedient measure, but if he watched his own sect's children die by the hands of others, he would be indifferent. What kind of face does he always face other sect disciples? He had no face to return to Nan Lizong.
"Yes, as the sect elder, if you can't protect your own children, what face is there to live in the world?" Swing Jian also said impassionedly.
It is only a matter of time before Nan Lizong retrieves the Nine-Aperture Spiritual Wood, and it will rise again. With the strength of the two of them, sitting in the position of elders, they would have been deeply ashamed. Zhizhi, but he slept for a living, and really had no face to face other disciples, it is better to fight to the death, even if you die here, at least you can keep your reputation.
"It turned out to be a disciple of Nanlizong." The ancestor of Manshan looked a little surprised.
Chang Wanfa's heart made a "cock", and it was broken. How could he accidentally report his house? With the brutal bloodthirsty of the ancestors of Mengshan, Nan Lizong would never be spared. Suddenly, Chang Wanfa regretted that his intestines were all blue.
"The old man used to have some friendship with He Qingjian, because of his face, he will let you have a way of life. Hand over the mysterious vanity and withered grass, and you can go." The old ancestor Manshan waved his hand and said.
Chang Wanfa and Swing Sword were stunned at the same time. Perhaps, other people didn't know who He Qingjian was, but the two of them knew nothing more. He Qingjian was the supreme master of Nanlizong and was considered their master. When they were young, they had been under the guidance of He Qingjian.
(End of this chapter)
