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"F * ck, f * ck you, you're absolutely crazy!"

Seeing the normally haughty Hong Tong actually losing his composure like a scoundrel, he could not help but mutter under his breath.

As the saying goes, the weak are afraid of the strong, the ruthless are afraid of the unreasonable, while the strong are afraid of the suicidal.

Although Zhang Jiu was not a fierce man, but he had the image of a scoundrel, and was extremely unreasonable.

As such, most people were too lazy to bother with him.

However, he wasn't as unreasonable as 250 years ago. After all, he wasn't a fool.

Seeing Hong Tong not caring about his life at all after losing his sense, he started to feel fear in his heart.

"What are you doing?"

However, right at this moment, an angry shout suddenly rang out. The person was nowhere to be seen and could only be heard.

But Zhang Jiu could tell immediately that it was an inner sect elder, Song Zhe's voice.

"Elder Song, Elder Song is... It was Hong Tong who went crazy and suddenly attacked me. "

Who was Zhang Jiu.

His skin was very thick, he could lie without changing his expression.

After coming back to his senses, he directly brought a villain to sue first.

Song Zhe was a dignified looking old man with his hands behind his back.

Hearing Zhang Jiu's words, his gaze immediately darkened, and turned towards Hong Tong in the blink of an eye.

"Deacon Hong, you are already quite old and you are also a deacon of the sect. How can you act without permission in the sect? If the disciples of the sect were to see this, then what right would it have? "

Song Zhe asked him in a low voice.

Hong Tong was so angry that his face instantly flushed red, causing him to feel extremely proud, thus he pretended to be a good person and said to Song Zhe: "Clan Elder Song, don't blame Deacon Hong.

"Hmph, just because you're in a bad mood, you would casually vent your anger on others. All your years of cultivation have been wasted!"

Song Zhe continued to yell at him.

Hong Tong was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

"Zhang Ruo Zi, shut your f * cking mouth. Otherwise, this old man will kill you today …" "Clang!"

The anxious Hong Tong suddenly roared angrily, at the same time, he waved his hand, the blade in his hand flickered with a cold light, and instantly unsheathed itself, releasing a resounding clanging sound that pierced the clouds, startling many of the disciples of Dan Sect.

Seeing that he had even taken out his treasures, Zhang Jiu's heart jumped in fright, and intentionally hid behind Song Zhe, while the latter stared at the furious Hong Tong who held his treasured blade, his face instantly becoming gloomy.

"Deacon Hong, what are you doing?"

He could not help but shout out loudly. At the same time, a powerful aura burst out from his body and rushed towards Mo Wuji.

Feeling the tyrannical aura crushing down on him, the blood and Qi in Hong Tong's body churned as the anger in his heart grew even stronger.

"You shut up too …"

He didn't know if he was angry or if he lost his head, but he still shouted angrily at Song Zhe.

In the end, Song Zhe was startled by his sudden shout, and even Zhang Jiu who was behind him was stunned.

As one of the top five powers in Cultivation Realm, the Dan Sect has strict positions in the sect.

Inner court elders were the superiors of the inner and outer court deacons.

Today, this Hong lunatic actually dared to shout his forgiveness so loudly for an inner court elder?

Could it be that he didn't want to stay in the door any longer?

Offending an inner court elder would probably cause him some trouble in the future!

This had never happened before.

Today, what bear heart and leopard did this madman Hong eat?

"You, you … What did you just say? " After a while, Song Zhe reacted and looked at Hong Tong with a dark and unfriendly expression. Being shouted at to shut his mouth by his subordinates was a disrespect to his position as an clan elder.