Wang Xiaohua's arrogance angered the big friars of all sects.
Even Wang Xiaohua's grandmother's house, Xinmo Valley, glared at the bastard boy and wanted to hang him up and smoke him severely.
Zheng Feiyue hid behind the crowd and was full of hope that all the leaders could do this boy.
But he knew it was unrealistic.
The long beard old man of the evil god sect stepped forward, pointed the long knife at the people, and sneered: "the gratitude and resentment of the small world can't be investigated out of the small world. This is the rule jointly formulated by the seven sects. If you want to break the rule, ask my knife if you agree?"
"But there's no need to do things so well!" the elder of the five ghost sect looked cold.
This time, they not only lost a talented disciple, but also an extremely precious ghost King pearl. They lost the bottom of the compensation and felt comfortable before they went to hell.
The bearded old man is speechless.
Although the seven sects have a competitive relationship, they can be the first line of defense of the extreme magic sea. They have always advanced and retreated together in the event of major events for tens of thousands of years.
It's really inappropriate to kill everything like the young patriarch.
"Have you nothing to say?" the great friar of the flying corpse cult sneered. "When we made the rules, we wanted our teams to let go of their hands and feet. We didn't let you kill them all!"
The bearded old man angrily said, "kill and kill. What should you do?"
"I'm so angry!"
"Does your excellency want to experience the means of our four major departments?"
"The evil god sect is strong, but don't be too overbearing. We're not vegetarian!"
The great friars became angry, and the scene seemed to be on the verge of losing control.
Zheng Feiyue hid behind the crowd and looked at it with interest. He almost grabbed the melon seeds and said in his heart, "fight quickly, kill a river of blood, and it's best to kill Wang Xiaohua."
The system heard him and shouted, "too old fellow iron."
"Too much?" Zheng Feiyue was surprised.
The system sighed helplessly: "you can't be too shameless. Did you rob the flying corpse cult? Did you get the heart of the world? You took advantage of the girl in the heart demon Valley again and again. What happened? All the blame was borne by Wang Xiaohua for you, and he just got a magic knife that killed himself."
Zheng Feiyue was silent when he heard the speech.
A moment later, he murmured, "listen to you, I really go too far."
On one side, we are discussing issues that are not excessive, but on the other side, we are going to fight.
Suxin rolled up her sleeve and said, "little bastard turned the sky and wants to use Xinmo Valley as a harem? I have to pickle you today, so that your little aunt can save her worry."
Wang Xiaohua shrunk behind Wang Buyi, pulled her neck and said, "my adoptive father, save me!"
"Enough!"
Wang was not easy to drink. His powerful internal power broke out. The extremely evil sea was full of waves in an instant. A dozen sea animals jumped out of the water and were fried into flesh and blood in mid air.
The white boat under the feet of the people was extremely stable and did not shake at all.
This hand stunned everyone.
Wang Buyi reached out and stroked Wang Xiaohua's bald head. He said faintly, "you are all his predecessors. What do you think about with a child? Xiaohua did wrong in this matter. If you want to ask for an explanation, you will find an evil god in the evil god mountain."
When the others heard the speech, their faces suddenly looked ugly.
Looking for evil gods?
Are evil gods talkative.
The great friar of mingwangzong said angrily, "the evil god has long cut off his relationship with this rebellious son. I'll find him today!"
"Presumptuous!"
The king was not easy to get angry. The evil Qi gushed out of his body and turned into a powerful shock wave, which lifted the great friar of the Ming wangzong out. The latter had no resistance at all and burst into the water.
All the other great friars of the sect had looked at the king in horror.
"My father is not here, but my godfather is still there. Who dares to touch him?"
It was not easy for Wang to move the real fire. His hair and beard were open. His eyes showed a strange light. An ancient and powerful momentum came out of his body.
By comparison, those big friars are not enough.
"I'll put my words here today. If anyone touches a flower, no matter what school he is, prepare the big array and wait for me to come!"
Finish.
Wang Buyi stretched out his hands, grabbed Wang Xiaohua and Zheng Feiyue, and flew to the shore.
The rest were silent.
If other Taoist monks said this, they would have been laughed off, and even attacked by a group.
But Wang is not easy to be different.
He was a super strong man who survived the immortal devil war ten thousand years ago. Although his origin was damaged, once he broke out regardless, it would be unbearable pain even for one case.
In the words of the earth, it is not easy for a king to exist. It is a nuclear bomb whose insurance has been pulled out. It can be blown up whenever you want.
After Wang Buyi left.
The people of Shenyao sect also left. It has nothing to do with them. Although this trip did not grab the heart of the world, it collected a lot of good things and made a lot of money.
Other sects are unwilling to leave.
……
Ghost town.
Zheng Feiyue returned to the immortal bar and hurriedly returned to his recliner, drinking happily with a pot of tea.
I chewed the sand in the desert for several days, but I have to relax.
The brothers also came out of the hall and went busy. It seemed that nothing had happened.
Before long, Xianba welcomed a guest.
LV Jian.
LV Jian changed a long sword from somewhere and carried it on his back like a Sword Fairy.
Zheng Feiyue skimmed his mouth.
This guy is very bad. He runs around with his sword on his back all day. He is bluffing. His real Kung Fu is not on the sword.
LV Jian took a stool and sat down beside Zheng Feiyue. He glanced at the yard and said with a smile, "your odd devil body seems to have disappeared in recent days."
Zheng Feiyue smiled: "it's rare for a big man like brother Lu to miss a small handyman in our shop."
LV Jian shook his head and said, "you saved me. I've come to remind you not to underestimate the seven sects. No wind or grass can escape their eyes."
"Oh."
Zheng Feiyue replied.
LV Jian frowned slightly, but he thought that the other party could even make a decision. Maybe he had some powerful backhand.
He nodded and asked, "what's the matter with the heart of the world?"
Zheng Feiyue shook his head and said, "I made a mistake. Jiulong's leaving the fire hood is not the heart of the world. The real heart of the world is under the leaving fire hood."
A fine light flashed in LV Jian's eyes: "what is it? Don't say it's the knife. I've been in the hall and haven't seen any knife at all. It's just what you prepared for Wang Xiaohua."
Zheng Feiyue smiled: "brother Lu, our friends are friends. It's better to joke less. The heart of the world is that peerless good knife. I don't know anything else."
"If shopkeeper Zheng doesn't say it, good things can't be hidden. I'll know sooner or later."
LV Jian was not in a hurry. He didn't believe that Zheng Feiyue could hide good things all the time. It was something that a fool wouldn't do because of choking.
"Brother Lu's sudden visit is not only concerned about these trivial things?"
Zheng Feiyue asked.