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Chapter 875 Just correct yourself in the next life

Jing Yuehan and others looked at each other, and a faint cold light flashed in their eyes.

The other party came to ask for advice on his own initiative, but chose Langya and Wenqiu, which clearly wanted to squeeze soft persimmons.

Wang Zhenlong smiled and said, "Our Xuxian Sword Sect is here to ask about the sword. If you want to ask for advice, you have to wait until our sword question is over."

The visitor was the Great Perfect Golden Elixir, and he plucked up his courage and said, "Senior, although we are not sword cultivators, we are also Emperor Tian cultivators.

It is rare to see the sword cultivator of the Xuxian Sword Sect who is far away from the mountains and seas here. I don’t want to miss this opportunity. Could it be that the cultivators’ consultations will be limited by the rules of asking for swords?”

"Taishang Wang, since he wants to learn about our swordsmanship, it's better for a disciple to fight him!"

Langya asked Qiu and clasped her fists and said, "I always see Senior Brother Fang fighting with others, and my disciples have long been itchy."

Zhang Ling thought about it and said to Wang Zhenlong: "Supreme Elder, I think this is fine."

"Hey, you might as well challenge me, I'm itchy."

"I, I, don't challenge Junior Sister Langya, come and challenge me, and you will be sure to save your life!"

The disciples of each peak smiled and wanted to compete for the opportunity to take action. Langya Wenqiu saw this and immediately said angrily:

"Senior brothers and sisters, don't compete with me, he is here to challenge me!"

Wang Zhenlong frowned slightly and stared at the Jindan monk in front of him who claimed to be an unknown casual cultivator in Di Tianyijie. When he saw that his disciples wanted to take action, he couldn't help but sigh, and then said lightly:

"Since that's the case, then you can talk and click until you finish."

Click to the end?

Langya asked Qiu but did not hear the meaning of it, but Fang Chen had a thought.

At that time, countless monks in Lingkong City were watching here. On a tall building, there were seven or eight young men and women standing.

The person in the middle is Zuo Xu, who had met Fang Chen and others on Qiankun Island.

The people around Zuo Xu are the master of Lingkong City and the sword cultivator of Lingkong Sword Sect.

"Fellow Taoist Zuo, will this make them angry and embarrassed?"

A female sword cultivator with more skin than snow whispered.

Everyone looked at Zuo Xu together.

Zuo Xu chuckled, withdrew his gaze from Langya Wenqiu, and looked at the female sword cultivator:

"Since your Lingkong Sword Sect has not planned to avoid the battle, you don't have to worry about the Xuxian Sword Sect being angry. Instead, you can give them a warning so that they can know that there are no ordinary people in the Di Tian territory that can surround themselves at will."

The female sword cultivator thought about it and felt that this was the case, so she stopped talking and continued to pay attention to the movements in the distance.

...

"You take action first. I'm afraid that once my sword move is used, you will not have the chance to take action. After coming to Di Tian for so many days, you are the only monk who dares to take the initiative to challenge us and others, and you have some courage."

Langya asked Qiuyaoyao looked at his opponent and said with a faint smile.

The opponent seemed quite polite and bowed: "Then I would like to thank the girl. I hope the girl and others can show mercy."

As soon as he finished speaking, his spiritual power suddenly condensed in his mouth. He opened his mouth and vomited violently. He saw a sharp sword light attacking Langya Wenqiu.

The aura of this sword light is very terrifying, far beyond the limit of the Great Perfection of the Golden Pill. Even the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul is difficult to erupt such a terrifying aura!

The monk nearby looked excited and his eyes were full of brilliance. Unexpectedly, this nameless cultivator had such a way.

Langya Wenqiu's expression changed slightly, and he immediately mobilized the spiritual power in his body and slashed out with a sword, trying to resolve this move.

However, Zhang Ling and others' expressions suddenly changed. This was clearly not the method of the Jindan monk. There was a help from the other party. The purpose was probably to give them a warning!

With Langya Wenqiu's cultivation level, it is absolutely impossible to take this move!

If they don't interfere, Langya asked Qiu's possible death on the spot. If they interfere, they will leave a message for them to attack.

At this critical moment, Wang Zhenlong waved his hand and then put his opponent's sword light into his sleeves and disappeared intovisible.

A cold sweat slowly slid down Langya Wenqiu's forehead.

"Don't accept challenges from others in the future. After all, some people will not follow the rules like us."

Wang Zhenlong said with a faint smile.

The disciples of each peak were ashamed. No wonder the King Taishang seemed unwilling to let them take action just now. It turned out that he had guessed that the other party was strange.

"Why are your Xuxian Sword Sect so shameless? It's obviously a dispute between juniors, so why do the elders intervene?"

"What's the road to asking for swords?"

Many sarcastic voices suddenly sounded in Lingkong City.

Langya Wenqiu's face was pale and felt very uncomfortable. He didn't expect that this time, Wenjian Road would be so ridiculed by the sword cultivator of Xuxian Sword Sect because of himself.

She also saw many people holding up the Xuantian Mirror, as if they were spreading the scene just now!

"Miss, I won this battle, right? I'm giving up."

The corners of the Jindan monk's mouth raised slightly, and he clasped his fists.

"You win."

Without waiting for everyone to react, a sword light fell directly on the Jindan monk.

He looked down at him blankly and saw a bloodline appearing on his chest.

He raised his head suddenly, pointed his hand at Fang Chen, his eyes full of horror: "You, you..."

puff--

Before he could speak, the man had already fallen to the left and right, and his body was split in half.

The hot internal organs mixed with blood were thrown on the ground.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet for a few breaths. The monks from Lingkong City looked at this scene and a hint of shock and anger gradually surged in their eyes.

Someone pointed at Fang Chen and shouted angrily: "Dare you not following the rules!"

Fang Chen waved another sword, and the Nascent Soul cultivator who questioned Fang Chen let out a tragic howl on the spot and died under the sword light.

"Damn it, your Xuxian Sword Sect is so brave, how dare you..."

Another sword light.

This time, a monk who died out of physical condition suddenly caused many monks nearby who spoke angrily and cursed at the same time to shut up.

But although they had shut up, the sword light flashed one after another, taking away all the people nearby who had spoken mocking one by one.

In just a moment, more than a hundred monks splattered blood on the spot.

Not only the monks in Lingkong City were stunned, but even Zhang Ling and others were a little stunned.

The group of sword cultivators standing with Zuo Xu looked at each other, and all saw the shock and anger in each other's eyes.

How dare the other party behave without any scruples and commit crimes in Lingkong City in broad daylight! This clearly broke the rules of asking the sword!

"I know you are quite dissatisfied with our trip, but this matter should be a private matter of the Sword Sect and has nothing to do with you. I think you are also being sought by others that you will say some nonsense and do some wrong things.

It’s okay to make a mistake, just make corrections in the next life. If there are still people who want to be gunmen for others, you might as well stand up. Killing a hundred is also killing, and killing a thousand is also killing. There is no difference for us."

Fang Chen held up his sword and stood up, smiling at everyone, his gray-white eyes looked at Zuo Xu and others hidden under the formation through the vast void.
Chapter completed!
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