Chapter 1143

Ling Feixue looked at the palace master's token in his hand, slowly clenched it and held it high.

"Where are the disciples of biyou palace?"

"Yes

The disciples of biyou palace opened their eyes and asked to drink in unison.

"Are you willing to accept compensation? Can you agree to make peace? "

Ling Feixue with endless anger and pathetic words, with a piercing chill, ring through the audience.

Looking at the unyielding and arrogant figure, everyone's pupil is a contraction, cardiac arrest.

The eyes of biyou palace disciple, who had already lost faith and gave up hope, quickly lit up with excited and angry light.

"I don't want to!"

"I don't want to!"

"We don't want to!"

"We don't want to!"

Sound such as waves, the air rushed into the sky, neat and uniform, stunned the whole audience.

They don't have the right to decide, they don't even have the right to vote.

All major events in biyou Palace are decided by the palace master and the elder.

However, the victims this time were ordinary disciples.

As ordinary disciples, they can feel the most, but they can't get justice for the injured sisters.

Release means compromise, concession, peace of mind and no investigation.

They do not want to compromise or retreat, but they have no voice at all.

There were many of them, but none of them could speak.

It was the first time that Ling Feixue succeeded the palace master. She asked them questions for the first time and wanted to know their feelings for the first time.

Ling Feixue looked at them, a little comfort, slowly put down his right hand.

Biyou palace disciple's uniform and angry voice also stopped, glaring at the old man with white hair and many high-level immortal sect.

At this moment, their hearts are connected together.

The core is Ling Feixue, the new successor of the palace master.

Ling Feixue slowly turns around, facing the face is extremely ugly Xianmen high-rise.

"What else do you want to say?"

"Finish that, and get out of here."

"I don't welcome you to biyougong."

The old man with white hair and other high-rise people's faces turned blue.

What else can they say?

This is the will of the whole biyou palace. The resolution of the whole biyou palace is far more powerful and important than the 27 elders.

"What a snow fairy!"

The old man with white hair laughed angrily and stared at Ling Feixue. His face was red and white. He could hardly resist the impulse to attack.

"You are much better than your master! It's a lot harder to advance and retreat! "

"If you do, we can get on well with each other and even conduct internal review and cleaning for you."

"Now you're so aggressive that we're losing face. Do you think biyou palace will come to a good end?"

"Or do you think you and biyou palace have the ability to fight against the whole canglan realm?"

"They don't have to fight against the whole canglan world."

A deep and angry voice suddenly sounded from his ear, which made the old man with white hair suddenly startled, and his whole body was cold.

He turned his head stiffly and slowly, flustered and pale in fear.

Chen Feng didn't open his mouth for a long time. He came here for the first time. He didn't have a strong sense of existence, so he ignored it unconsciously.

Now, Chen Feng is standing beside him, less than two feet away from him.

This distance, he knew that if he was not careful, he would die.

"You seem to want revenge on them?" Chen Feng looked at him indifferently and asked indifferently.

"No No Really not. " The old man with white hair looked at Chen Feng who was close at hand, and his forehead was constantly sweating.

But he didn't even dare to move. He looked like a woodcarving, and his voice became stiff.

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