Chapter 329： , mayfly shake the tree

Yang Hao, and the elders of the Blood Thunder Gate, of course, are aware of Wei Changchun's character, and also understand that Wei Changchun's so-called "covering the Blood Thunder Gate" has ulterior motives!

If you accept Wei Changchun's "kindness", it's tantamount to sending the entire Blood Thunder Gate to the tiger's mouth!

"Too deceiving!"

"It's just too bullying!"

The elders were angrily transmitting voices to each other, but they did not dare to make any dissatisfied voices.

When people are under the low eaves, they have to bow their heads even if they don’t bow their heads!

"Sect Master, I really want to fight with him..." Elder Le Wuya couldn't help but burst out.

"Fight?" Yang Hao said with a wry smile, "I want to fight too! But what to fight for? - Even if so many of us join forces, it's not enough for the other to fight with one hand!"

If there is such a slight chance of winning, Yang Hao may really dare to rage and desperately. But now, it is obvious that there is no chance of winning, and desperately, is equivalent to death.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Yang Hao humiliated and said with a smile: "Changchun cultivator, our Blood Thunder Gate is just a small temple, I'm afraid it can't hold your great god..."

Wei Changchun glanced sideways: "Really?"

"Yes! Yes!" Yang Hao nodded.

"It's Nima's fart! Get out!" Unexpectedly, Wei Changchun raised his foot and kicked Yang Hao's stomach angrily.

Yang Hao, who had cultivated at the early stage of the spiritual realm, could not stand such a kick from a master in the later stage of the spiritual realm.

"Humph! What the hell!?" Wei Changchun pouted, "Shame on you!"

"Sect Master!"

"Sect Master, are you alright?"

"Wei Changchun, I fought with you!"

Le Wuya and other elders who couldn't bear it any longer were going to kill him when they pulled out their weapons.

"Stop it for me!" Yang Haoqiang held his breath and shouted.

There are not many warriors and monks who are slaughtering in the Demon Realm of Seeking Dao, and they are afraid of death! However, even if you die, you have to die worthy; like Le Wuya and others, it is meaningless to kill them so impulsively.

"Sect Master—" Le Wuya said with long hatred, "I'm not afraid of death!"

"Shut up!" Yang Hao scolded, a mouthful of blood spurting out of his mouth.

"Hahahaha!" Wei Changchun laughed out loud when he saw this scene, "Aren't you afraid of death? Want to die? Alright! - Anyone who wants to die, come here, and I'll reward him for dying! Hahaha..."

Wei Changchun likes this feeling of overwhelming others!

"I've worked so hard to cultivate to the current state, for what?" Wei Changchun thought pervertedly, "Isn't it just for this feeling of manipulating other people's life and death?"

"This kind of feeling is really wonderful and intoxicating!" Wei Changchun couldn't help but feel the color of enjoyment.

"Yang Hao!" Wei Changchun looked down at Yang Hao, who had difficulty even standing, and sneered, "I have no patience, so I will ask you one last time, do you accept me covering your blood mine gate? - After ten breaths, if I don't When I hear a satisfactory answer, I will kill immediately; every breath, kill one person until I am satisfied with your answer! If I am still not satisfied, then I will kill all the men, leaving only the women! Start now Time!"

Yang Hao almost clenched his steel teeth.

At this moment, what a difficult choice he has to make!

Xue Leimen, whether to survive or to be dignified is all between his choices!

"The ancestors of the Blood Thunder Sect, what should I do..." Yang Hao closed his eyes in pain, this "choose one" choice is too difficult to make!

"Sect Master, we are not afraid of death!"

"Sect master, give the order to escape! One who can escape is one..."

All the elders transmitted their voices one after another, and, in unanimous agreement, no one said they would surrender!

"My good brothers..." Yang Hao swept over every elder present, including the only female elder, Xing Wu.

The word "brother" is a special kind of friendship. Women can also be brothers!

"This Wei Changchun is a master at the late stage of the spiritual realm! In our Blood Thunder Gate, all the warriors who have not reached the spiritual realm... escape? How many can escape!?" To die!?"

To escape is to die!

Le Wuya hummed: "If you want me to surrender, I'd rather die!"

"Yes, rather die!"

"Better to die!"

…

The eyes of the elders were as red as blood, but they were extremely firm!

"Eight breaths!" Wei Changchun's icy voice sounded.

Yang Hao finally made up his mind: "Good brothers! Do you still listen to the words of my sect master?"

"listen!"

"Of course we will listen to the words of the sect master!"

"Well, I now order you as the sect master - don't resist!" Yang Hao said, "For the inheritance of the Blood Thunder Sect!"

"Sect Master..."

"Sect Master, I'm not reconciled!"

Unwilling?

How could Yang Hao ever be reconciled?

"Brothers, let's endure the humiliation for a while!" Yang Haoqiang held back the tears of humiliation and said with a voice transmission.

You know, a man doesn't cry easily, let alone Yang Hao, the sect master of the Blood Thunder Sect. However, today's humiliation made Yang Hao want to cry!

For some religious warriors and monks, dignity is really more important than life!

Of course, for those warriors and monks who have no morals, dignity? - What is dignity? How much is a pound?

Yang Hao continued his voice transmission: "When Wei Changchun is stabilized, we will find a way to find Brother Xu Ming and avenge us!"

Brother Xu Ming?

Brother Ming?

Thinking of Xu Ming, the elders suddenly felt that the world seemed to have color!

That is the color of hope!

And they seem to have the courage to live strong in the humiliation!

"Changchun cultivator!" At this moment, Yang Hao's eyes also flashed with hope, "Our Blood Thunder Gate is willing to accept your 'kindness'!"

"Hahahaha..." Wei Changchun was overjoyed when he saw the Blood Thunder Sect succumb to himself.

Wei Changchun actually didn't care about such a small force as Xue Lei Sect. After all, with his strength, he could easily pull out a force stronger than Xue Lei Sect.

He just wanted to see that the Blood Thunder Sect was in front of him, he didn't dare to humiliate, but he was powerless to resist—this kind of scene made him tremble!

It's so cool!

"Very good! Yang Hao, you gave me a satisfactory answer, you blood minemen, keep it!"

When Wei Changchun said these words, none of the elders of the Blood Thunder Sect were fortunate, but felt extremely ashamed!

"Hahahahaha..." Wei Changchun became more and more excited.

After laughing, Wei Changchun looked at Xingwu.

There are two contradictory tastes of "mature" and "young" in Xingwu; this makes Xingwu look extra attractive.

Wei Changchun, a well-known lecher, naturally had no reason to let Xingwu go.

"Come here, come to me, Xingwu!" Wei Changchun beckoned.

Xingwu's face changed suddenly.

"Come here quickly!" Wei Changchun threatened, "If you don't come, I will definitely be angry! If I get angry, your entire Blood Thunder Sect will definitely not end well!"

"Sect Master..." Xing Wu cast a complicated look at Yang Chao.

In the eyes, there are various complex emotions such as humiliation, apology, and perseverance.

Yang Hao instantly understood what Xingwu wanted to do—she wanted to die!

But. However, Yang Hao couldn't stop him from exporting! He understands that for Xingwu, suffering **** is a hundred times, a thousand times more painful than death!

And Yang Hao also understands why there is apology in Xing Wu's eyes. That's because Xingwu was worried that Wei Changchun would be angry after she committed suicide, which would be detrimental to Blood Thunder Sect; therefore, she felt sorry.

"Xingwu..." Yang Hao's pain is no less than that of Xingwu; because of him, he had to watch Xingwu commit suicide You have nothing to be sorry for, it's us who should be sorry. ...It's me, the sect master, too weak! "

All this happened between the electric light and flint.

After Xing Wu cast a complicated look at Yang Hao, he drew his sword to kill himself with a lightning strike.

"Haha, want to die?" Wei Changchun sneered, "You want to die in front of me too?"

In Wei Changchun's eyes, Xingwu's movements were as slow as a snail.

Wei Changchun waved his sleeves, and a force of artistic conception directly enveloped Xing Wu, trying to prevent Xing Wu from committing suicide.

"I don't want you to die, then you can't even die!" Wei Changchun's mouth twitched with a confident grin.

But at this moment-

A terrifying force of artistic conception that shattered and shattered directly covered Xingwu without warning.

The power of artistic conception displayed by Wei Changchun collided with the power of artistic conception, like a mayfly shaking a tree!